It All Starts with the West Wanderer

"It doesn't matter, the divine sword has spirit, and the divine sword will also compete with other divine swords. This is enough to show that your Baxia and my Jianquan are both good swords and swords, right?" Jinjialuo laughed.

"Yes, so are you serious??"

"Well, then the first move, flash!!"

In an instant, as if he hadn't even blinked, Mu Yun saw that Jianquan's sword tip was only one centimeter away from his eyes.

The body seemed to be instinctive, and the Baxia in Mu Yun's hand directly picked it up, jumping away from the Jianquan in front of him, but the power of Jianquan was still transmitted to Mu Yun's body along the Baxia.

The sting was like being stung by a bee. At a certain point, Mu Yun's body fell into a stalemate. It was because of the force that Mu Yun's body could not move.

Mu Yun couldn't imagine that if Jinjieluo wanted to kill him, would this move be enough to kill him.

"The reaction is a bit slow, but it's okay, continue??" Jinkara made a provocative gesture.

Mu Yun, who was provoked, activated the power of life in his body to counteract the power of Jinkara, so in the next second, we saw two shadows colliding on this round mountain peak.

This collision of skills lasted until late at night. When Jinjieluo retracted his sword, Mu Yun had already stretched out on the ground without caring about his image.

Terrible, this is Mu Yun's evaluation of Jinjaluo.

This guy's use of her body, her weapons, and her power has reached the point of inhumanity. Although she is inhuman, Mu Yun has never seen her inhumanity.

There is no extra movement, no extra force, no matter where you point and hit, it will never deviate. A little bit of force can exert a force comparable to a thousand catties.

To be honest, Mu Yun has no power to parry this kind of opponent, even with pure strength, Mu Yun's attack will not be resolved.

But in this confrontation, Mu Yun didn't just get beaten. He learned a lot, a lot, including in the final fight, Mu Yun had a new understanding of Wuwang's death.

Chapter 180 Seven

Skills do not just refer to the use of moves.

In terms of the power under one's own control, the effects that can be exerted are also different depending on the skills used.

As if someone who also possessed the power of death, Mu Yun would definitely not be able to defeat Xixing Yao. Well, of course this is a qualitative difference.

Seriously speaking, two people with equal strength, if one person has some skills in using power, then it will easily hit the person who does not have skills.

After all, I can defeat you with the power of one and the power of two. I will always have less power than Fei. Even in a war of attrition, I can consume you to death, right?

Therefore, what Jinjaluo taught Mu Yun was not only the simple skills of moves, but also the use of his own power and so on.

Although these are all learned from being beaten.

Conversely, what Mu Yun learned seems to have been learned from being beaten. Could it be that Mu Yun is a masochist, e, you can't say it.

The next day, early in the morning.

Mu Yun got up with his own soreness, but fortunately, because of the effect of the power of life, he recovered fairly quickly.

But Mu Yun still thought about it, what is going on with his current body, if it is an undead, why would his muscles be sore, but if so, why did those big bosses ask themselves, but they said it was a spirit body.

Very annoyed, with such thoughts, Mu Yun walked slowly to Jinjialuo's room, before entering the room, Mu Yun smelled a sweet smell of broth.

Why do you know it's broth just by smelling it? You don't have to ask, the dog's nose was better at that time.

When I opened the door, I saw that Jinkara was cooking a pot of unknown meat and soup decorated with red and green vegetables in a black pot.

"It smells so good~~~~"

Mu Yun approached the black pot and let out a sound of admiration.

"You are really strange~~~~" Jinjieluo looked at Muyun with a curious look.

"Strange?? Why do you say that??"

Unknowingly, Mu Yun took out two sets of bowls and chopsticks, put one set in front of Jinjieluo, and held the other set in his hand.

"As far as I know, the undead don't seem to be hungry."

"Well, just treat me as a special undead. Anyway, since I was born, I have always felt full and hungry. It can be said that if I don't eat a meal, I will be hungry~~~" Mu Yun didn't care , said while streaming halazi.

"Hehe, is that so? That's why I said you're a strange person, well, you can eat it, let's try it!" Jinjaluo smiled.

He asked Muyun for a porcelain bowl, gave Muyun a bowl of broth, and then handed it to Muyun.

Smelling the aroma wafting from the porcelain bowl in his hand, Mu Yun showed a look of enjoyment on his face, gently scooped a mouthful with the spoon in his hand, and put it into his mouth.

Sweet, rich meat flavor, with a hint of fruity fragrance, erupted from Mu Yun's mouth at this moment.

It is obviously a broth, but you don't think it will be greasy, and the overall soup looks very clear, without the greasy feeling of broth.

Coupled with the unknown vegetables in the broth, it provides a sense of layering between the taste buds for this pot of broth.

This meat, when eating a piece of fat and thin meat from the bowl, Mu Yun only felt that what he ate was not meat at all, but tofu.

It melts in the mouth, neither old nor hard. Anyway, once it enters the mouth, it melts into one body with the soup. It can be said that the soup is the meat, and the meat is the soup.

It's just that Mu Yun regretted that he didn't know what kind of animal meat it was, and what those vegetables and fruits were.

"Delicious~~~~" After drinking a bowl, Mu Yun praised as if exhausting all his strength.

"It's fine if you're satisfied." Jinkara smiled, but Muyun was embarrassed to see others drinking in small sips, and looking at himself as if he was drinking like a cow.

This broth seems to be someone else's breakfast, not my own.

"I'm sorry, I got up late, and I ate it with your breakfast."