Chapter 739
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Their Tiandao Sect still hasn't launched an attack, but this woman actually dares to directly bring people to kill them.
The Tiandao Sect that everyone in the world fears and respects, is actually not in her eyes at all.
Chang Yong admits that he was wrong. He shouldn't have thought that just because Muyan is only a woman, he shouldn't have thought that she would be too emotional and overcautious, unable to set off a big storm, allowing her to seize the initiative.
He takes a deep breath, and his distorted face returns to normal.
"However, if you think that you've won just like this, then you're gravely mistaken."
Chang Yong sneers at her, "If the Tiandao Sect is destroyed, this old man can rebuild it. If you kill everyone, this old man can recruit them again. Even if this Swaggering Mountain is razed to the ground, it's no big deal. As long as this old man can obtain you and refine you into an Elixir … this old man can break through the shackles and ascend to the Xiuzhen Continent. When that time comes, this old man can rebuild the Tiandao Sect. "
"Relying on an old waste like you?" Muyan rolls her eyes, "For hundreds of years, you haven't even succeeded in forging the body and refining the soul, yet you still have the nerve to talk nonsense and look forward to the future."
Although that scum Zhao Hai is incompetent, he has still been to the Xiuzhen Continent. After experiencing the cruel competition there, he ran back with his tail between his legs.
This old man has cultivated for hundreds of years, and he has occupied the best resources of the Tiandao Sect, but he hasn't even succeeded in forging the body and refining the soul.
He's even looking forward to rebuilding the Tiandao Sect in the Xiuzhen Continent.
Could it be that this old man wants to tell a joke that makes her laugh to death, and then win without a fight?
Chang Yong is thoroughly infuriated by Muyan's careless ridicule and contempt.
"Slut! Do you really think that by killing this old man's disciples and grand-disciples, you can defeat this old man? "
His whole body suddenly erupts with a powerful aura, and the airflow of heaven and earth fluctuates.
The stars in the night sky distort their luster because of this airflow.
And the white clothes on Muyan's body also flutters in the air due to the turbulence.
"This old man will kill you now, and cut off your flesh piece by piece to refine an Elixir. But this old man won't kill you. I'll cut you into a human stick and put you in a jar. I'll let you see with your own eyes how I ascend, how I call the wind and summon the rain in the Xiuzhen Continent! "
Mu Yan slowly exhales.
Her body flashed with a seven-colored radiance, and seven swords appeared around her, revolving around her.
The first form of the Sevenfold Sword Spirit!
Mu Yan's line of sight falls on Chang Yong, and she says with a bit of boredom: "Retard, then come and try. Let's see who's going to shave who into a human stick!"
"Die —!!"
The expression on Chang Yong's face is completely distorted, he is thoroughly infuriated by Muyan.
The battle lasted from midnight to dusk. The entire Tiandao Sect was completely razed to the ground.
Even half of Beckoning Mountain was riddled with holes by these two people's attacks.
Mu Yan did not expect that although this old fart Chang Yong's cultivation was not high, his true strength was much better than that trash Zhao Hai.
This battle lasted for several hours.
Whether it was the profound energy or the spiritual energy in her body, they were almost completely exhausted.
But Mu Yan only feels satisfied and carefree.
It had been a long time since she had had such a good fight.
Seeing that you've made me happy, I'll send you to your death in peace.
Zheng –!
The sound of a zither suddenly resounds in the night sky.
At this time, Chang Yong is even more exhausted than Mu Yan, like an arrow at the end of its flight.
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