Chapter 442 It's Actually Them! Misguided Rong Qing【1 More】

"Gong Muyun, come again!"

"Boom boom boom—"

This long drink has not yet landed, and the sound of thunder is majestic again.

Just by listening to it, one can feel how powerful the owner of this voice is.

There was another wave of mountain shaking and ground shaking, and strong winds rolled up.

I saw that the white clouds above the majestic blue sky also collapsed into ashes under the impact of this force!

As soon as Jun Muqian raised his head, he could see that less than a hundred meters away from her, there were a series of cyclones heading straight into the sky.

A strong wind followed, blowing across the plain, and she could feel the actual fighting spirit from a distance, like a knife cutting through the skin.

The thunder was startled, the air waves rioted, and there were several "booms and booms". At this moment, thousands of hectares of light rose into the sky, dazzling.

With smoke filling the air, the space vibrated for a while.

Naturally, everyone saw it.

However, most people don't know anything about the name Gong Muyun.

However, Ao Lie's usual cynical look withdrew in an instant, and he became extremely serious: "It could be Gong Muyun?"

Cang Yue turned her head: "Who is Gong Muyun?"

Although she didn't summon Di Ting, but Di Ting told her that the cultivation of the people in front was terrifying!

She can't be the enemy.

"According to the rules of the Tianjiao Grand Meeting, Gong Muyun is a hunter." Ao Lie's eyes darkened, "He is the same as Ao Bing, this is his third time participating in the Tianjiao Grand Meeting."

Hearing this sentence, Jun Muqian nodded: "Then who is better, he or Ao Bing?"

"If it's based on real strength, Gong Muyun is naturally stronger." Ao Lie smiled softly, "But Miss Mu, Tianjiao Shenghui doesn't just look at strength."

Scheming, strategy, luck... may all affect the position on the Sky Ranking.

Ao Lie put his arms behind his head, and lazily started again: "So, Gong Muyun was only ranked 23rd at the Tianjiao event last time, but Ao Bing was in the top ten, what do you think? ?”

twenty-three!

Jun Muqian's eyes moved slightly, and he pondered for a moment: "Then, Gong Muyun should have been the Linghuang five years ago."

"That's right." Ao Lie nodded, "His current strength will only become stronger. Maybe he can become the first Tianjiao to attack the Ling Emperor."

He took one more look at the woman in purple clothes, rubbed his chin and smiled: "But the prince thinks that Miss Mu's strength is not bad, but she suffers from her age. After all, Gong Muyun is still young at Miss Mu's age. There is no such strength."

Jun Muqian was not humble at all, and raised his eyebrows: "Thank you for the compliment."

She is about to break through to the ninth-level spirit king, but the low-level spirit king is vulnerable to her, and only the middle-level spirit king can make her fight.

As for the high-level Linghuang, you need to use your hole cards.

But for a Sky Ranking, there is no need to expose so much.

"Sick dragon, listen to this voice, it's two people fighting, right?" Mu Ying looked around, but his vision was obstructed by the thick smoke, "It's hard to beat the 23rd in the last Tianqiong Ranking like this. who is it?"

"Since we can fight with Gong Muyun, then there is only one person. After all, this person is a fighting maniac. Ao Bing will not be too busy to fight someone of his strength so early." Ao Lie shrugged Shrugged, "Tian Huan, the fifteenth in the last Sky Ranking."

"The last fifteenth?" Cang Yue was a little surprised, "This hunter is a bit strong."

Although they encountered hunters before, they didn't even make it to the Sky Ranking in the previous Tianjiao event, and it was just because they were old people.

"Don't worry, Gong Muyun and Tianhuan won't go hunting." Ao Lie shook his head, "Gong Muyun is indifferent, solitary, and only interested in improving his cultivation, while Tianhuan—"

"He is a fighting maniac, and he has no intention of bullying the weak. He only challenges those who are stronger than him."

Hearing this, Mu Ying frowned, "In comparison, your big brother Ao Bing is really not a good thing."

Ao Lie had no objection to this, and he spread his hands: "So I have to get rid of him, or I will be the one who gets killed."

"Go and have a look." Jun Muqian said, "A master's trick, just take a look, it will also help you understand your state of mind."

"Hey——" Ao Lie was slightly startled, and when he was about to stop him, he saw Rong Qing raised his arms around the waist of the purple-clothed woman, and rushed towards the position where Gong Muyun and Tianhuan were fighting.

"..."

Ao Lie turned to look at Mu Ying, the corner of her mouth twitched: "Miss Mu's temper is really interesting."

Isn't this knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and walking towards the mountains?

The fighting between the high-level spirit emperors, the spirit kings simply couldn't bear it.

At this time, shouldn't it be a detour?

Unexpectedly, Mu Ying also moved, and he said casually: "Then let's go and have a look together."

Ao Lie: "???"

**

The roaring sound has not stopped, and the wind is hunting, causing the air to buzz.

Not only Jun Muqian, but also competitors from other directions came here.

It is too rare for masters to fight each other, and because of many restrictions, they cannot play so heartily.

Moreover, the Linghuang happened to be the next class they were about to step into.

This level of battle is just right, it will not be like the struggle between the Holy Spirit Supreme, even if you are lucky enough to watch it, it will not have the slightest effect on the perception of the state of mind.

But naturally, it was impossible for the competitors to step forward and disturb the battle between Gong Muyun and Tianhuan, otherwise it would be bad for him to be remembered by the two masters.

They found a hidden place to hide, held their breath, raised their heads, and looked at the sky.

In midair, stood two slender figures.

One left and one right, standing opposite each other.

Around the two figures, spiritual energy was violent, but their clothes showed no tendency to flutter in the slightest.

Even every strand of hair is still.

A white dress, like the snow in the Tianshan Mountains.

A Tsing Yi, such as lush forests and bamboos.

Although the onlookers couldn't see their faces clearly due to the vibration of the space, they could still feel the unique temperament of the two.

Watching at a close distance, you can feel the powerful and majestic spiritual power even more.

After one round was over, the man in Tsing Yi let out a long roar, stepped back suddenly, and laughed loudly: "Gong Muyun, only fighting with you can make me feel at ease."

This is Tianhuan.

Jun Muqian's eyes froze, and at this moment, six words fell into his ears: "The eighth-level peak spirit emperor."

Hearing this, she narrowed her peach blossom eyes: "No wonder."

That is Gong Muyun, probably not lower than this class.

Jun Muqian tilted his head, looked at the man in scarlet clothes for a while, and suddenly smiled: "Qingmei, when you were their age, you must be better than them, right?"

Rong Qing looked over, with a calm expression, and said lightly: "Actually, I haven't reached their age yet, only eighteen."

"Cough cough cough..." Hearing these words, Jun Muqian choked, "Why didn't you say you were sixteen?"

Shameless.

Acting tender!

Rong Qing's demeanor was composed, with a little meaning: "Sixteen is too young, Mu Mu won't like it."

Jun Muqian: "..."

Unfortunately, her beauty has gone astray.

How can she help him change his ways?

but……

It seemed that it was all because of her, Jun Muqian didn't know what to say for a while.

This seat is guilty, and this seat needs to repent.

She simply avoided this sentence, and then watched the fight in the sky.

But at this moment, the two people in the midair all stopped fighting at the same time.

The smoke dissipated, the space stopped vibrating, and the faces of the two were finally exposed in the air.

Tian Huan's appearance is rather severe, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, which is what women like nowadays.

Gong Muyun's appearance was softer, under the white clothes, it gave people a sense of ethereal and illusory.

His complexion was very pale, and only the sweat on his forehead could prove that he had really used a huge amount of spiritual power.

He also held a fan in his hand, and on the fan was a gossip symbol.

And Tianhuan's weapon is a long-handled blade, the handle is eight feet long, and the blade is shaped like a flame, shining fiercely.

Jun Muqian focused slightly, the two weapons did not seem to be very simple.

Tian Huan glanced around, and a smile floated on his lips: "Gong Muyun, are you still here? I know that you haven't given your full strength yet."

Neither of them used their spirit veins yet.

"No." Gong Muyun, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, "There are too many people."

After saying this, he didn't even look at Tian Huan any more. As soon as he retracted his fan, he turned around and swept away.

The figure disappeared almost instantly.

Tianhuan looked at it, his smile deepened, and he didn't stop him.

The fight was earth-shattering, but when the curtain ended, everything was silent.

The competitors onlookers were a little dumbfounded, why did they stop after hitting?

what is this?

Just show them this?

"There are quite a lot of people." Tian Huan did not leave, he looked at several places, his eyes were cold, "Look, you all forced Gong Muyun away."

Having fought against Gong Muyun many times, he naturally knows this person's temperament.

As soon as this sentence fell, the onlookers immediately felt a coercion, oppressing their nerves.

Someone couldn't bear it at all, yelled, and fell to the ground in pain.

"Plop plop", the sound came one after another.

"Huh—?" Tian Huan didn't look at the person who fell on the ground, and suddenly laughed, "I seem to have found something interesting."

As he said that, he turned around and his eyes locked on one place in an instant.

There, it was exactly where Jun Muqian and Rong Qing were waiting.

The next second, Tian Huan raised his hand and threw the long handle in his hand.

"Buzz—"

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