C162 (1/2)

Chapter 162 - Inviting a Lord (1)

After soaking in the hot spring for who knows how long, Mu Wanjun was clever enough to almost drown. She quickly climbed out of the water and looked around.

Could it be that he had no sense of loyalty? Leaving me behind and leaving? It was Elder Wu's lesson today. Thinking about it, Mu Wanjun saw that it was getting late, and if she did not go today, the consequences would be dire.

She quickly got out of the water, changed her clothes in a hurry, and ran back up the hill.

Sure enough, when she hurried over, Elder Wu had just arrived.

”Greetings, Elder Wu.” As the proverb goes don't hit a smiling person, Mu Wanjun forced out the most beautiful smile, and looked at Elder Wu.

Elder Wu could not help but smile, ”Mu Wanjun, you came really early.” However, he had let her off the hook this time.

Elder Wu had cast the formation, but locked the disciples inside.

He recited the incantation for breaking the formation loudly to guide the disciples.

Last night, Mu Wanjun had been locked up, but she was still relatively calm compared to the rest. She chanted an incantation in her heart and walked along the edge of the mist array, searching for a flaw in the array.

However, when she reached the eastern corner, she felt someone coming towards her. When she raised her head, she saw a familiar figure in front of her.

It was actually Mu Yanran, who was also looking for an opening.

They looked up at each other.

It was as if there were only the two of them here …

The air seemed to freeze for a moment! An invisible killing intent appeared around the two of them.

”I let you run last time. Let's see where you can escape to this time.” Mu Yanran said with a smile, his palm turned into a palm blade, aimed straight for Mu Wanjun.

This palm attack was extremely fast and it came with a ferocious momentum.

Mu Wanjun had nowhere to run. In a hurry, she took out a piece of Spirit Stone from the Storage Ring s and struck at the blade with her palm. The Spirit Stone s and the blade clashed, and sparks burst out.

Mu Yanran did not move, but Mu Wanjun took two steps back!

In terms of cultivation level, she was far inferior to Mu Yanran.

But fortunately, her cultivation was not stable enough, otherwise, her palm attack would have shattered Mu Wanjun's internal injuries.

But even so, it made her blood boil.