A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

　　 "Bang!" Xu Ziye fell heavily, but he didn't wait for him to land. His face was already kicked, and he fell out in another direction.

　　 "Boom!" Mu Yu stepped on Xu Ziye's chest with one foot, and stepped his chest down.

　　 When Xu Ziye's frightened eyes fell on Muyu's face, he was stunned!

　　 endless anger is written on Muyu's face, like the ghosts and gods of Raksha, very evil. The cold breath seemed to be like a thorn cone, which pierced his self-confidence instantly!

　　 "You **** it." Mu Yu punched Xu Ziye in the face, smashing half of his face with blood and blood.

　　 Xu Ziye never knew what despair was before. He never despaired.

　　 If it is not today.

　　 Muyu's shadow sword pierced his body fiercely, a total of five swords, pierced his hands and feet, nailed him firmly to the ground, and his abdomen also got a sword.

　　 These five swords will not let him die, but will make him worse than life. The blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and it seemed to be frozen. The feeling of ice and fire made him unbearable. What was more terrible was that something in his body was eroding his nerves. It seemed that there were thousands of ants eating. bite.

　　 He never knew that Muyu not only cultivated high, but was able to fuse a half into a pill, and most importantly, he inherited the mantle of dead wood. He was a master of poison.

　　 "Old man, old man--"

　　 Muyu's complexion was terrible. He held the dead wood in his arms and looked at the blood stains on the dead wood. He was very angry. He didn't understand why the dead wood had to bear these consequences for himself. He caused all the trouble, but the dead wood paid the price. He was very guilty, just like the dead wood didn't want him to be hurt, he didn't want to see the dead wood father almost lost his life for him.

　　 "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Master." Mu Yu's whole body was trembling, the gloomy color in his eyes dispersed, and the vitality in his body poured into the dead wood body as if it was a worthless flood. This stubborn old man at the moment made Mu Yu almost lose his mind.

　　Because of Muyu's fault, let the dead wood bear the pain that should not belong to him.

　　 "Why do you always feel uncomfortable when you call me Master." Withered Barewood squeezed out a smile, and the corner of his mouth overflowed with blood again.

　　 "I'm sorry, it's my fault." Mu Yu was so sad that he twitched his stomach, and he took out all kinds of healing remedies for the dead wood. He forced himself to calm down, he had many life-saving panacea, and he must not mess up his hands and feet.

　　 "Relax, he won't die." Xiaoshuai's big tail flicked. Mu Yu was relieved. Xiaoshuai was like a **** of death. He said that whoever died could not live, but it said that dead wood would not die, then dead wood would not really die.

　　 Withered wood's face eased a lot, he smiled and said, "I can't die, I'm sorry!"

　　 Muyu also laughed, but smiled reluctantly, and then sighed: "Why are you irritating him? You just say I am just a waste of nothing? I don't care about this."

　　 "Woolness?" Withered Mu looked at Mu Yu's eyes. This always heartless guy would panic because he was worried about himself. He felt funny for a while, but with endless satisfaction. Withered Wood put a smile on his face and forced his face, saying: "If my apprentice is a waste, I will definitely drive him out of the teacher's door."

　　 Muyu cleans up the wounds on the dead wood with spiritual force, and then heals the wounds with his own vitality. He saw that the dead wood's injury had stabilized, so he continued: "So I am still your apprentice now?"

　　 "Humph! For the time being!" Withered Wood reluctantly said.

　　 Muyu laughed, this old man never said anything good. Muyu tilted his head, thought for a while, and said curiously: "I just heard you praise me?"

　　Withered wood stared at Muyu: "Are you deaf, I never praise people."

　　 I never boast! Withered wood has never praised Muyu, at least not in the presence of Muyu. With the paranoid character of dry wood, boasting is not his style, even if he says it, he will deny it.

　　 "But I clearly heard you say, I am your pride, and tell me what I am proud of." Muyu sat up with the dead wood, helped him tidy up his clothes.

　　 "Proud to be fart! Every day makes me angry and makes me worry, what is it that I am proud of?" Withered hands lifted up hard, and he hit the head of Muyu with weakness.

　　 "Old guy with a hard mouth, really! Will telling me the truth tell you less eyebrows?" Muyu muttered. Xiaoshuai is helping him deal with the broken bones in his body, he is holding hands aside. The mentor and the disciple spoke common words to each other in a familiar tone, as if nothing had happened, completely ignoring a painful Xu Zi page lying beside the ground.

Muyu has many healing remedies, most of which come from the old man in the pavilion, and there are many medicinal powders, which come from dead wood, not to mention that he still has a strong vitality throughout his body. Under these conditions, dead wood seems to have become a luxury. .

"Next, it's time to settle the account." Mu Yu's clear eyes became extremely cold after leaving the dead wood, and his hidden anger seemed to burst at once, with a move, five shadow swords directly to Xu Ziye Brought into the air from the ground.

　　 "You, why are you here?" Xu Ziye's body and bones seemed to be about to fall apart. He suddenly hoped that he would die soon, but he couldn't lift a trace of energy all over his body, and he didn't even have the ability to bite his tongue. wood

The poison Yu put on him is too terrible!

　　 "Let you live an extra quarter of an hour, you should feel lucky! It's a pity to kill you directly."

　　 When he arrived, Mu Yu had no choice but to kill Xu Ziye directly. With his current strength in the period of awakening, killing Xu Ziye of Yuan Ying was just a matter of moving fingers. But he is so clear-headed that he needs to save the dead wood first.

　　 "You, what do you want?" Xu Ziye asked angrily. He regretted that he was talking too much nonsense, and he knew how to die, why didn't he kill the dead wood early? This will at least pull back.

　　He chose to be a bad guy, so he unknowingly possessed the characteristics of a bad guy.

　　The biggest characteristic of bad guys is that they talk a lot, and they always have to speak until others have arrived.

　　 "Master, how to deal with him?" When Muyu turned to the dead wood, the anger on her face disappeared again, and it seemed to extinguish the anger instantly. In front of the dead wood, he will always be the stinky kid who hangs on the ground. He will not show his angry side to the dead wood.

　　Withered trees looked at Xu Ziye's pained expression, and said softly: "Let him go! Kill him and dirty our hands, Shidengtian certainly won't keep him alive."

　　 Xu Zipage was shocked, but the dead wood didn't kill him?

　　 "I didn't kill you, Master has no reason to kill me, let me go, you will regret it." Xu Ziye sneered.

　　 "Master, don't you kill him? Okay."

　　 Muyu silently put back the shadow sword on Xu Ziye's body. Xu Ziye's whole person fell like a broken sandbag on the ground. His face was distorted by pain, and resentment and unwillingness were still written on his face. He couldn't move, because Mu Yu cut off his veins.

　　 "You wait! I will definitely come back for revenge." Xu Ziye wriggled hard, like a dirty slug, wriggling on the ground.

However, at this moment, Xu Ziye's heart suddenly appeared with a sword tip. The tip of the sword was riddled with holes, as if it was moth-eaten, and it was extremely unsightly, but such a broken sword had already destroyed him. Hope to survive.

　　 Xu Ziye's eyes widened and he issued a reluctant question with his last breath: "You, you said you wouldn't kill me!"

　　 Muyu smiled coldly: "I never said that."

　　 Deadwood doesn't want to kill Xu Ziye, but it doesn't mean Muyu doesn't kill. The dragon with the scales will die!

　　 The hole in the tip of the wooden spirit sword is like a vortex, and it is absorbing the vitality of Xu Ziye's body, which is a joy and joy, which fills the entire wooden spirit sword. Xu Ziye's eyes gradually stagnated, his eyes glaring round, still do not understand why he died so ridiculously!

　　He wanted to kill the dead wood to retaliate Muyu, but Muyu didn't give him a chance at all.

　　 "I thought you didn't like killing people." Withered wood looked at Muyu and found that Muyu was also looking at him. It seemed that Xu Ziye's death was just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning in their eyes.

　　 Deadwood didn't want Muyu to kill Xu Ziye, because Drywood knew that Muyu never liked killing people. Muyu likes peace and the prosperity of life. Withered Wood doesn't want Muyu to violate Muyu's original intention because of herself.

"I still don't like killing people, but the people who hurt the old man are not worthy of life. Moreover, the old man rarely praises me once. I am all the pride of the old man. How can I let the person who hurt the old man live?" Said seriously.

　　 "I never praise people."

　　The dead wood stressed again impatiently, but the corner of his mouth could not conceal a trace of pride. Muyu always likes to make him angry, deliberately angry with him, but in principle, Muyu will never let the dead wood suffer.

　　He said for a long time: "You don't have to kill for me."

　　 Killing a person is no big deal for dead wood~www.readwn.com~ He has lived for most of his life, and the realm world is intriguing. There are countless integrators he has killed, and he will not blink. But for Muyu, Muyu strongly rejected the feeling of killing. He knew that Muyu had hidden the ability of Yumon Demon, he didn't want Muyu to kill for him.

Muyu shook his head and said, "I wanted to understand a long time ago that this world is like this. Some people will come to kill you if you don't kill people. Since they don't cherish their lives, why do I maintain their lives? ?"

　　Kiwa had indeed respected life before, and felt that it was very cruel to deprive a person of his life. But when the dark side of the self-cultivation world appeared in front of his eyes, he thought his thoughts were ridiculous. Life is valuable, but people who do not respect life are not worthy of life, and there is no need to sympathize with them.

"boom!"

　　However, at this moment, a spark suddenly flashed in the sky, resounding through the clouds, for a long time. The spark was so dazzling, and gradually formed a huge Ding Ding, like a Buddha wrathful lotus, instantly shocked the whole Ding Ding faction!

　　 This is a signal of help from the Danding School. Only when a major event occurs will the Danding School students send this signal. Mu Yu frowned, and he looked at Xu Ziye like a pool of mud. At this time, Xu Ziye had blood stains on his body, but he was still holding a pull wire of the signal spark.

　　 Before he died, Xu Ziye even alerted other Danding people to seize Muyu without giving Muyu any chance to save the dead tree!