212: C212 Who Was next

C212 Who Was next

Who's next?

Silence!

Silence!

Terrifying silence!

They must have already been shocked by my supreme sword technique! They were so shocked that they couldn't even speak.

This feeling was simply too wonderful.

At this moment, he thought of the legendary swordsman in the biographies who had killed his enemies. They were all expressionless as they slowly put away their swords. Then, they floated away, not leaving a cloud behind, only leaving people amazed memories.

The beautiful girls were all in love with this legendary swordsman. In this life, he was the only one they would not marry.

Presumably, at this time, junior sister Nalan's heart has already been captured by my peerless beauty.

Thinking of this, Moh Lan slowly opened his eyes, wanting to witness the joy of victory with his own eyes.

"Eh?"

What entered Moh Lan's eyes was not Mu Yu's corpse, but a living person.

His eyes were filled with disdain as he looked at ___.

What was going on?

"Didn't I already kill him?"

Moh Lan was puzzled. Something was not right. Why was it different from what he had imagined?

At this moment, he looked at his sword and saw that the tip of the sword had been caught by Mu Yu with two fingers.

He tried to pull it out, but found that his sword seemed to have been caught by an iron clamp. It could not move at all.

"Yayayaya..."

Moh Lan held the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands. He had used all his strength, but he still could not move Mu Yu's fingertips at all.

"You!"

Moh Lan looked a little panicked, but he was more unwilling. He shouted, "No! I am a legendary swordsman. How could I lose to you? Give me back my sword."

Seeing Moh Lan's crazy look, Mu Yu slapped him on the face with his other hand. Stars filled the sky, and his head was blank.

Mu Yu said with contempt, "Have you finished your dream? What is there to show off with just this bit of strength?"

After saying that, Mu Yu flicked his two fingers that were holding the sword. The sword in Moh Lan's hand broke. His entire body was like a kite with a broken string. He flew far away and crashed onto the ground.

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, dyeing his outer clothes red.

All the disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect were dumbstruck.

They didn't believe it!

Shock!

Suspicion!

It was all over his face.0

How was this possible?

Even Fenng Yuhang, who was initially calm, felt waves in his heart at this moment.

"Anyway, he has already made his move. Who's next?" Mu Yu flicked the dust on his clothes and said indifferently.

Hearing this, all the disciples of Misty Cloud Sect took a few steps back, fearing that they would be the next one to attack Mu Yu.

Fenng Yuhang's expression kept changing. Moh Lan had never tested Mu Yu's strength.

Therefore, he had no confidence. He was the eldest senior brother of Misty Cloud Sect. If he attacked, he could only win and not lose.

"A month ago, he was only a Heart Stage. I don't believe he can be that strong now."

After making up his mind, Fenng Yuhang took a step forward. The Spiritual Force on his body was rolling and bouncing at a special frequency. He used a kind of resonance technique.

The hall suddenly shook violently, as if an earthquake had occurred.

At this moment, everyone in the hall was in a panic. Their faces were filled with shock, and they had no idea what had happened.

Fenng Yuhang was obviously very satisfied with all of this. He thought to himself, "I'm afraid you have already lost the courage to fight me."

"Insignificant skill!"

Mu Yu was disdainful. He unleashed a qi force from his body and completely suppressed Fenng Yuhang's Spiritual Force. The lobby instantly returned to its calm state.

Fenng Yuhang looked at Mu Yu in surprise. He had also learned this resonance technique by accident.

He had never been cracked by anyone before. He never thought that it would be so easily broken by Mu Yu.

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