Chapter 1640： Fierce blood and merciless (1/2)

Nine Burning Heaven Swords appeared, and Mu Yun's body went up and down, and murderous intent emerged.

”Is it right to pick off the hamstrings and hand tendons?”

Mu Yun held Ling Mingxuan's body in his left hand, pouched his right hand, swiped a sword, and four sword lights shot out directly at this moment.

The four sword lights directly sealed Ling Mingxuan's hamstrings at this moment.

Seeing a puff, Ling Mingxuan's body fell directly to the ground, unable to move.

”Woo...”

Ling Mingxuan’s painful tears all flowed out at this moment, and looked at Mu Yun and said: ”You must not die, you must not die, Mu Yun, don’t be proud, why do you think our spiritual realm chose the blood realm instead of you? ?”

”To tell you the truth, the blood cloud comes from the God Realm. Behind him is the support of the blood races of the ten great God Races in the God Realm. Can you fight him, can you fight him? I'm dead today, don't you want to live!”

”So that's it...”

With a touch of calmness in his eyes at this moment, Mu Yun said: ”I finally understand why you treat my disciples so cruelly!”

After the words fell, the nine burning swords were directly inserted into Lingmingxuan's chest.

The nine auras in Ling Mingxuan's body constantly stirred his internal organs, but they refused to let him die.

Heart-piercing screams sounded at this moment.

Ling Mingxuan's body was constantly trembling and roaring, and that force entered his body, torturing him, unable to speak at all.

”stop!”

At this moment, a shout suddenly sounded.

In the distance, the sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and the aura of the silhouettes were very powerful.

Looking closely, it was Ling Qingtian, the master of Ling Pavilion, and the leader of the spiritual realm now.

And beside him, the first high-level Ling Pavilion stood still.

Among those people, Mu Yun also found familiar faces.

Those were the guys at the top of Ling Pavilion when he was there.

”Ling Qingtian, you are here!”

Seeing Ling Qingtian, Lin Yu's long sword turned inside Ling Mingxuan's body, causing Ling Mingxuan to scream again and again at this moment.

”I said, stop!”

Ling Qingtian couldn't help but shout at this moment.

”Does it hurt?”

Mu Yun looked at Ling Qingtian and said lightly: ”If you are heartache, you should know how heartache I should be when I see my disciple!”

As soon as these words came out, Ling Qingtian's eyes fell on Ye Qiu who was aside, obviously stagnating.

”Mu Yun, this is a misunderstanding, you stop first!”

”Misunderstanding? I only saw the miserable appearance of my disciple. This, even if you have a great truth, I Muyun will not listen!”

Mu Yun sneered: ”Ling Qingtian, you and I are both the top ten immortal kings. Of course, once, as the top ten immortal kings, how should I know how to do it? Doing this with the younger generation, do you deserve to be called the top ten immortal kings?”

”Mu Yun, stop first!”

Ling Qingtian always cared about her son, and said: ”I have let my daughter follow you, what else do you want?”

”Follow me? Haha...”

Mu Yun laughed and said, ”Did the master follow me? It was driven away by your spiritual realm. It is reasonable to say that your spiritual realm is one of the first elixir and one of the top ten celestial kings. Supported, but what did you do? Don’t support it. You have fought against my Yunmeng over and over again. You really think that you don’t do anything on the surface, and those disgusting actions in private, I don’t know are they?”

The more Mu Yun said, the greater his anger.

He has never been able to resolve the grievances suffered by Meng Zimo.

Today, the new hatred and the old hatred are counted together.

”You let my son go first, I can help you heal Ye Qiu!” Ling Qingtian said at the moment: ”You should know how severe your injury is!”

Hearing this, Mu Yun had a mocking expression in his eyes.

”Ling Qingtian, are you... so naive?”

”You shouldn't have forgotten, I, Mu Yun, is an emperor alchemist, am I? I can undo the injury of my disciple!”

”Then his bloodline injury, you can also break it?”

But Mu Yun's words fell, and an indifferent voice suddenly sounded at this moment.

The people behind Ling Qingtian let out a passage, and a figure walked out slowly.

Seeing this person, Mu Yun's pupils shrank slightly.

”Blood is ruthless!”

Three faint words were uttered, and there was a touch of helplessness in Mu Yun's eyes.

”I ask you, where is the blood owl?”

”Where are my ancestors, you don't deserve to know!” Xue said ruthlessly and indifferently: ”Mu Yun, your herder bloodline talent, are you awakened? The bloodline trauma on Ye Qiu's body is the bloodline talent of my bloodline. Can it be solved?”

Xue Ruqing looked at Mu Yun at the moment, with a touch of contempt in his eyes.

But when he heard this, Mu Yun was silent, with a pair of eyes staring at the blood and ruthlessly.

”Why are you looking at me?”

”I'm thinking, you still didn't have the blood and ruthlessness, you blood and the father and son, how did you become like this?”