Legend of Fighting Emperor

Suddenly, Fatty Shi was stunned, he muttered to himself, "Oh no, oh no, Senior Zhang is going to bully people again!"

Mu Xuan trembled when he heard the mutterings of the Fatty Shi. He suddenly sensed something and a cold light gradually appeared in his eyes.

"As you wish!" Senior Brother Zhang! " The middle-aged men answered loudly.

Thump thump thump. The ancient trees were toppled over one after another. Mu Xuan looked at the ancient tree in front of him. The more than one thousand kilograms of strength released by Mu Xuan's Body Tempering Triple cultivation still needed to be used three times to slash down the tree.

On the way back, Mu Xuan asked the Fatty Shi "Senior Brother Shi".

"Please call me Fatty Shi!" Fatty Shi glared at him. We are roommates! This is too foreign! " Fatty Shi said unhappily.

"Good, good, good!" Mu Xuan was a little speechless. Senior Shi, Fatty Shi, I want to ask you. With so many people in our service area killing 50 wood a day, why is it that there are no signs of being cut down on this back mountain? Logically, there should be a large number of tree stumps! "

"Hey!" Why are you so smart? It is no wonder that our Body Tempering Triple can be used to recruit people! " Fatty Shi looked at Mu Xuan with admiration. Then, she suddenly, very mysteriously pressed down on the thread, and whispered into Mu Xuan's ear. I'm telling you, don't you go around spouting nonsense. There is a wood bud crystal buried on the summit of the mountain behind the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range. "

"wood bud crystal?" Mu Xuan's face was filled with the desire to know.

"So amazing!" Mu Xuan's heart was in turmoil.

"Haha!" Junior apprentice-brother. Don't think about it! This is not a treasure that we can obtain! " Fatty Shi laughed.

Mu Xuan smiled and thought, that might not be the case.

After lunch. The Fatty Shi brought Mu Xuan to the roof of the first row of combined room, and pointed at the suspensory cord that were shrouded in clouds and mist.

"Did you see that? This is the way to hunt spirit beasts in Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range! This way, we can silently sneak in. " The fatty chuckled.

The Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range was one of the ten surrounding mountains of the Langya Sect. Each mountain contained countless spirit beasts, some of which were even spirit beasts. For example, the Great Strength Ape, Howling Celestial Wolf, Mountain Rhinoceros, Three-legged Golden Eagle, Dragon Elephant Tiger Beast, and so on. Spirit beasts were divided into low, intermediate, and high tier. Each tier corresponded to three different levels. Spirit beasts all had a beast core in their brain, commonly known as a beast core. As for the spirit beasts, they were basically all powerful existences and could only be dealt with by cultivators above the Spirit Condensation Realm level. These spirit beasts were all for the training of the disciples of Langya Sect.

"Oh!" I heard a crisp phoenix cry on the way here yesterday. "What is this?" Mu Xuan suddenly thought of Feng Ming, who had heard him twice, and asked immediately.

"Phoenix Cry?" "Fatty Shi opened his eyes wide, his mouth wide open. That exaggerated expression made Mu Xuan think that he said something wrong. Master Shi, I, Fatty, have been here for almost a year, but I haven't heard any phoenix cries. As a Divine Beast, how could the Phoenix exist here? "

Mu Xuan blinked his eyes, "Didn't you hear it? What about the others? Have you ever heard of it? "

"No!" How could there be a celestial beast here!? Is your ears ringing! " The fatty pointed at Mu Xuan and laughed.

"Let's go!" I want to see this spirit beast! " Mu Xuan did not pursue the matter further, urging the fatty to hurry up. Mu Xuan wondered what the suspensory cord in the clouds looked like, and what the spirit beast in the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range across the clouds looked like. When he thought of this, Mu Xuan felt a little nervous and excited.

"Junior brother, follow me closely, don't be afraid! Also, don't fall down! " The fatty chuckled. He was the first one to jump onto the suspensory cord, following the thick chain and walking towards the clouds.

Mu Xuan's heart trembled. Was he going to go blind? This was a cliff face, his heart was beating fast. There shouldn't be anything in the clouds, right? He suddenly felt a sense of danger.

He watched as Fatty's figure disappeared into the distance. Mu Xuan had no choice but to bite the bullet and gently jump onto the suspensory cord. The suspensory cord swayed slightly, then Mu Xuan straightened his body and placed both of his hands flat, supporting his body's balance, slowly feeling his way through the clouds.

Slowly, Mu Xuan walked into the clouds. Only the suspensory cord chain could be seen swaying under his feet. Suddenly, the sound of wind grew louder, the clouds and mist churned, and it was as though there was a figure rushing towards Mu Xuan from the clouds. Mu Xuan's heart tensed up, he immediately changed his palm into a fist, the golden dragon scales on his right hand appeared, ready to attack at any time.

That figure quickly rushed towards Mu Xuan. Mu Xuan stared at that figure, his right arm bent, and was ready to throw out the dragon's scale at any time to give it a ruthless strike. Just as it was about to reach him, the clouds suddenly scattered and a clear cry of a crane sounded out. A red-crowned crane flew past Mu Xuan's line of sight. It carried the scent of a cool breeze as it brushed past his body. There was actually a crane? Mu Xuan's heart relaxed, and he curiously looked at the red-crowned crane flying in the sky. When can I fly on the wind?

The clouds had dissipated for a while, and the light from the setting sun was coming down from the distant mountain peak. Clouds were drifting in the air, and a crane was gracefully swimming in the wind. The sound of a waterfall could be heard from a distant cliff. A few thousand meters of practice, carrying with it the momentum of hundreds of thousands of tons, roaring and roaring as they flew down. It was truly an endless and boundless fairyland.

As Mu Xuan was admiring it, another gust of wind blew past, and the clouds in front of his eyes surged once again. It seemed like there was still a different scenery. Just as Mu Xuan was feeling carefree in his heart, at this moment, another cloud charged towards Mu Xuan. He smiled faintly in his heart, this crane did not seem to fear humans at all, as if it was raised by someone. As he was thinking, that cloud of mist had already rushed to Mu Xuan's front, and suddenly extended out a hand from within the mist.

Mu Xuan was shocked. What's going on? Where did this hand come from? He quickly leaned back, but it was too late. His ear was cut by the tip of his palm, revealing a few wounds. Without enough time for him to think, Mu Xuan backed off and increased his speed, his right foot reaching towards the bottom of the suspensory cord at the same time.

"Huh?" A light voice came out from where the palm had been struck. Then, a figure landed heavily on top of the suspensory cord and quickly walked towards Mu Xuan.

Mu Xuan immediately bent his legs and used strength from his waist. Suddenly, he somersaulted like a kite, and with one hand, he grabbed onto the chain, while his other hand coincidentally grabbed onto the foot of the person who was walking towards him.

"AHH!" With a low cry, that person lost his balance and instantly fell from the suspensory cord. However, a huge force of impact suddenly pulled at the chain, then bounced off it several times.

Mu Xuan's heart sank, that person did not fall, he was tied to a chain on top of the suspensory cord.

Then, Mu Xuan heard the sound of someone pulling on a chain from within the clouds. Mu Xuan climbed onto the suspensory cord and then slowly walked towards Mu Xuan.

"Junior Brother Mu, your cultivation is not bad!" A person walked out from the clouds in front. Mu Xuan took a closer look and recalled that it was one of the few middle-aged men who jeered at him from the morning hours.

Mu Xuan's eyes lit up: Senior brother, what are you planning to do by sneaking an attack?

"Cheap Shot?" Hahaha! I, Zhao Wulin, am here to spar with you, Junior Brother. How could it be called a sneak attack? Junior Brother, you only have Body Tempering Triple, yet you have such cultivation. Senior Brother is here specifically to ask for your guidance! " After saying that, Zhao Wulin's face turned stern as he quickly walked forward. A palm came slowly towards him as he spat out three words, "Fire Cloud Art", from his mouth. The palm came slowly, seemingly slow, but actually extremely fast. A high temperature suddenly appeared in front of his palm, it was like a fire cloud had vaguely appeared, unerring straight towards Mu Xuan's chest.

Mu Xuan was shocked, this was a Tempered Body 6th Layer cultivation technique? Why didn't Fatty Shi use it? Could it be his unique skill? Mu Xuan's heart froze. This Zhao Wulin was so sinister, he clearly knew that he only had Body Tempering Triple, and was three levels lower than him. He was even trying to force their hand, trying to bully them. If this palm had hit, Mu Xuan would probably be severely injured.

Mu Xuan retreated several steps, and the dragon scales on his right palm became indistinct once again. Just as the palm was about a foot away from Mu Xuan's chest, it suddenly stopped. Suddenly, Mu Xuan staggered, his left foot went crooked, and his right hand lost its balance and was lifted up high. His chest instantly opened wide, and the Fire Cloud Art activated a palm strike that was about to land on his chest. Mu Xuan's heart was pale as he stared at the Fire Cloud Palm that was inching closer and closer. Just as the Fire Cloud Palm was about to hit Mu Xuan's chest, suddenly, a white light flashed in Mu Xuan's mind, and Dragon Claw attacked again, shattering the Fire Cloud Palm and saving Mu Xuan a second time.

"AHH!" A miserable scream came out from Zhao Wulin's mouth.

Mu Xuan took a few steps back and steadied his footing. His right hand clenched tight as Dragon Scale was ready to strike at any time. Suddenly, Fatty Shi's running voice and a loud shout came from afar: "Junior Brother Mu, what's wrong?"

Zhao Wulin held his right hand in pain, blood flowing out. Seeing that someone had arrived, the place did not linger, but immediately stared at Mu Xuan viciously. Su Yun shook the chain on his right leg and jumped towards the second suspensory cord. With a few leaps, he disappeared into the clouds.

Zhao Wulin was determined to obtain it this time, because with his ancestor's ultimate technique, the Fire Cloud Art, he was almost invincible. In the half year that he spent in Three Sects of Servicemen, he bullied his Junior Brothers and Sisters below Tempered Body 6th Layer everywhere. He barely used his ultimate technique a few times. This time, following Deacon Zhang Yu's hints, he was prepared to teach the new Mu Xuan a lesson and use his unique skill to show off his might. He would hit Mu Xuan until he was half dead, or break half of his leg and one arm. However, everything had changed just now. Zhao Wulin held onto his injured right hand and quickly left.