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Chapter 733

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This Jun Muyan couldn't have been too smooth sailing ever since she became famous, so much so that she doesn't know how much she's worth, right?

Wang Chengming raised his hand and clapped it three times in the air.

These three claps were neither light nor heavy, but they contained profound energy.

Soon, a total of 32 old men came out from inside.

Every one of them was an Innate.

The most terrifying thing was that there were five Peak Innate Experts among them.

Even though they already knew that the Tiandao Sect was wealthy, the people from the Netherflame Valley could not help but change their expressions.

There were actually five Peak Innate Rankers!

Before following the Miss, they even thought that there were only a dozen or so Precelestial cultivators in the Yanwu Continent.

But now, he found out that there were over thirty Xiantian experts in the Tiandao Sect.

Seeing the sudden change in their expressions, Wang Chengming revealed a calm smile.

He raises his head to look at the aloof Muyan, and unhurriedly says: "Miss Jun, do you want to have a good talk with this old man now?"

"Not interested."

Wang Chengming frowned, and his eyes flashed with ruthlessness. "You bitch, don't think …"

"Ruyan …" Mu Yan interrupts him, her voice is even slower than Wang Chengming's, "This Miss doesn't like the hall behind this old man."

Ru Yan smiled sweetly, revealing her white teeth, "Okay, subordinate understands."

Then, she put her hands together by her lips and let out a strange whistle.

Before Wang Chengming could react to what had happened, he heard a loud bang behind him.

The earth quaked and the mountains shook.

Wang Chengming turned around in shock and saw that the hall that the 32 Elders had just come out of had collapsed.

In just a few breaths of time, only ruins were left.

The thirty-second elder brother Xiantian elder's face turned pale in an instant.

Mu Yan's gaze fell on Wang Chengming's sluggish face, and he casually smiled: "Sect Leader Wang, if I had let this Thunderbolt Fire Thunder explode earlier, would you elders still be able to come out alive?"

Wang Chengming's face alternated between green and white. After a long time, he finally squeezed out a sentence. "You … How did you do it?"

How did he do it?

Naturally, he would let Ying Mei sneak in without anyone noticing!

It's just that Ying Mei isn't a person of the Yanwu Continent, so he can't directly cause the deaths of people on this continent.

Otherwise, why would Muyan be so kind as to wait for those thirty-two Xiantian Elders to escape before letting Ru Yan detonate the thunderbolt?

But Wang Chengming didn't know, and neither did the others in Tiandao Sect.

At this moment, they only felt that the woman in front of them was mysterious and unfathomable, causing them to unconsciously feel a chill run down their spine.

The strings in Mu Yan's hands never stopped plucking.

The melodious music, at times light and smooth, at other times it was like crying and complaining, reverberated in the night sky, full of sorrow.

But it just so happened that it did not match the atmosphere in the square at all.

"Sect Leader Wang, would you believe me if I told you that I've already poisoned these thirty-two elders and that they will die if they act rashly and use their Celestial Qi?"

Hearing this, the expressions of the thirty-two elders changed greatly. Instead, they were all astonished.

If Muyan had said these words before the explosion in the main hall, they definitely wouldn't have believed a single word.

But now, they had no confidence at all.

This woman could secretly release the Thunderbolt and Fire Thunder into the hall. Who knew if she had also secretly poisoned it?

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