boom...

A burst of spiritual power suddenly rose from Muning's body, the spiritual energy around him fluctuated wildly, and Muning instantly rushed towards the young man like an ancient beast.

The young man's face changed slightly, but then he became angry: "You good-for-nothing is looking for death."

The young man never expected that Muning would dare to take action, but this made him even more angry. If he contradicted the deacons and elders according to the sect's laws, the other party would naturally be able to take action. Even if they were killed, the sect would not punish them, and as disciples, they

Even if it is stronger, it cannot be killed.

"Hmph, he must not be able to bear the insults, so he is so crazy. I just took the opportunity to destroy him."

There was a trace of ferocity on the corner of the young man's mouth, and then the spiritual energy in his body also burned, and he rushed towards Muning.

"Haha, it's been three years. After three years, this piece of trash can finally hold on no longer."

"That's right, those inner disciples have long asked me to look for opportunities to destroy this waste. Unexpectedly, Chujiu beat us to it this time. However, destroying this guy also allows us to vent our anger and call a fourth-level Qi Condensation waste all day long.

Being a deacon is really frustrating."

"Hehe, if this guy dies, the Mu clan will have no protection, and they won't be able to kill him easily. I'm afraid they will also get a lot of benefits."

All the cultivating disciples laughed at this time. They felt that Mu Ning was seeking death by attacking the pestle and mortar.

boom...

The two fought, and a roar came out. Everyone felt that Muning would definitely lose. After all, the strength of the two sides was too different!

"How is that possible! Poof!"

However, just when everyone thought that the pestle and mortar would win, suddenly a figure flew out, and then the pestle and mortar spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone's eyes were wide open and full of disbelief. They had no idea that things would develop beyond their expectations.

"How is it possible? How can this piece of trash be so strong?" One person's eyes widened in disbelief.

Another disciple beside him couldn't help but drooled: "It's too scary. With one punch, just one punch defeated Chujiu. Chujiu is in the early stage of the sixth level of Qi Condensation. Did Mu Ning break through?"

"That's too fast. We were only at the fourth level of Qi Condensation before. Could it be that a breakthrough has reached the sixth level of Qi Condensation in just a few days?" Some disciples also had their own doubts.

After all, Mu Ning was bullied some time ago, and his strength was only at the fourth level of Qi Condensation. He was completely passive and being beaten. Now his punch is so powerful?

"No, I don't believe it, I'm going to kill you." At this moment, Chujiu's face turned green and white, and his eyes were burning with anger. It was simply a shame to be defeated by Mu Ning.

Mu Ning looked at the other party with a sneer: "Kill me? It just so happens that I want to kill you too. The sect strongly contradicts the sect's deacon. You are just an ordinary disciple. In this case, you should die."

After saying that, Muning's figure struck towards the pestle and mortar again, and the spiritual power in his body continued to soar.

Boom boom boom...

When they fought again, Na Chujiu's face became increasingly pale, and he was completely at a disadvantage in the competition of spiritual power.

"Damn it, damn it, you loser, I'm going to kill you, look at my magic weapon Zi Xuan Sword, kill me!" Seeing that he was being suppressed continuously, the pestle roared, and then a magic weapon suddenly flew out from his body.

The purple sword was attached with cyan spiritual power, and then it rushed towards Muning with a wave of its hand.

Mu Ning couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Although this Zi Xuan Sword was an inferior magic weapon, it was still very powerful. If he resisted forcefully, he would definitely be injured. But then he smiled coldly.

"One force can defeat ten levels. Although this pestle and mortar contains a magic weapon, its spiritual power is too weak. Hmm, this is a magic weapon for me."

"Get up, stop."

The spiritual power in Muning's Dantian was running wildly. After the meridians were opened and the impact and nourishment of the gray spiritual power was added, the spiritual power exerted was more than a level stronger than that of a normal practitioner. He then waved his hand,

A vast spiritual power instantly formed a big hand and grabbed the flying Zixuan Sword.

Um?

"Using spiritual power to grab the magic weapon, is this loser crazy?" All the disciples were almost stunned at this time. They did not expect that Muning was so strong, and they did not expect that Muning would actually use spiritual power directly.

Go grab the magic weapon.

No one thought that Muning could succeed, after all, the opponent's secret method using magic weapons was more powerful.

But soon everyone was shocked, because the magic weapon was actually caught.

boom!

The powerful spiritual hand slapped directly on the Zixuan Sword. Just one slap on the Zixuan Sword almost dissipated the spiritual power. Mu Ning waved his hand and directly received it in his hand.

"How can it be?"

Everyone opened their mouths in complete disbelief. With such an understatement, the opponent's magic weapon was easily taken away?

Na Chujiu was also stunned at this time. He knew that powerful practitioners could directly take away other people's magic weapons. However, that was because the difference in strength was too big. But this Mu Ning was a waste a few days ago, why did he come back?

Can he display such powerful combat power?

But then his expression couldn't help but change, because Muning was slowly walking towards him with a long sword in hand.

"You want to kill me? Destroy me?" Mu Ning walked up to the pestle and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this voice, Chujiu couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and swallowed with difficulty. The murderous intention in Mu Ning's eyes that was almost solidified made him terrified inside.

"Mu Ning, no, Deacon Mu, you can't kill me. My brother is an inner disciple, Chu Feng. If you kill me, my brother will definitely not let you go."

Seeing Mu Ning getting closer and closer, the pestle couldn't help but threaten him. He was afraid. The strength that Mu Ning showed after taking action already made him extremely frightened.

But Mu Ning sneered, and the Purple Xuan Sword flashed past in his hand!

puff!

"Outer disciple Chujiu contradicted the outer deacon and wanted to kill me. If I killed him, who else would do something to me?" Mu Ning looked around coldly, but no one dared to speak out.

The sixth level of Qi Condensation was already considered a strong one in the outer sect, and Chujiu was even called a genius, but now he was easily killed. How could these disciples dare to speak.

When no one responded, Mu Ning put away the Zixuan Sword and walked towards the Tianyuan Building in front without even looking at the corpse on the ground. However, when he lowered his head, there was an endless fierce light in his eyes.

"The one who wants to kill me is your brother, or that group of people all want to kill me, but they just haven't had the chance. But as long as you give me a little time, what do you mean?" Mu Ning sneered, and then directly

Enter the tall Tianyuan Building.

After entering the Tianyuan Building, he bowed to the old man sitting cross-legged on the futon beside him: "Disciple Mu Ning, I want to choose the secret book of the Qi Condensation Period."

"Go." The old man didn't raise his head, just waved his hand and then there was no sound again.

Muning bowed and then turned around and left.

But when he turned to leave, he didn't notice that the old man raised his head slightly, a hint of surprise flashed across his narrowed eyes, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.
Chapter completed!