"I don't understand this, but the book says that only great heroes and men can show their true qualities. But in these three continents, I have never seen any real heroes. All I have seen are just pretending to be noble. , He is just a hypocrite pretending to be sentimental, but seeing the young master today and hearing about his heroic nature made me see the true nature of a real man."
The woman looked at Mu Yunxuan's flash of tenderness when he mentioned his wife, but she was also a little curious about what kind of woman that woman would be.
Her voice also became as gentle as water, extremely lingering, like a girl in a boudoir lingering in love, making people feel tipsy.
Mu Yunxuan stared at the white figure on the high platform, with a cold and cruel smile on his lips. He stretched out his big hand, and the Netherworld Sword suddenly appeared in his big hand. The Netherworld Sword exuded a cold murderous aura.
When the wizards saw the menacing Netherworld Sword, they had a bad premonition in their hearts.
Jiuyi looked at the dimly glowing Netherworld Sword quietly. The master's sword had always been sharp and precise, and he had never failed.
"You want to kill me?" The woman suddenly looked at Mu Yunxuan with a smile.
"No one can touch my wife."
After finishing speaking, Mu Yunxuan's figure disappeared instantly.
"Lord Nanjiang, be careful." The city lord quickly warned.
But this time, Mu Yunxuan's Netherworld Sword hit the woman's head.
Jiuyi and everyone thought that the woman would definitely die.
However, the expected thing did not happen, only a golden light flashed, and after a moment, the woman's figure turned into a line of blue smoke and disappeared from the place.
A wizard shouted in surprise: "Look, everyone! As expected of the Lord of Southern Xinjiang, he can reach the speed of disappearing in an instant."
"Lord Nanjiang."
"Lord Nanjiang." All the wizards shouted in unison excitedly.
Only Mu Yunxuan had a cold and bloodthirsty smile on his lips.
If a wizard wants to achieve instantaneous speed, he must use his own witch spirit to complete it. When the woman moves instantaneously, Mu Yunxuan has already prepared the red crow, and instantly sucks the woman's witch spirit away.
"Ah!" A stream of blood spurted out like a fountain, and the nearby wizards were sprayed all over their faces.
This sudden change caused the cheering crowd to fall silent for an instant.
A head with a face full of pain rolled on the ground several times, pulling out a long river of blood.
"Ah!" The wizard, whose face was sprayed with blood, instantly let out a sharp and terrifying scream.
The city lord stared at Mu Yunxuan in disbelief.
Master Nanjiang is already a seventeenth-level wizard, and is a disciple of the Mopan Mountain Witch God. He has always been highly used by the Witch God, but in front of the man in front of him, his head fell to the ground in an instant.
How terrifying is the man in front of me!
"City Lord, my wife wants to save that pair of boys and girls, will you let them go or not?"
The city lord was shocked!
"This is not something that this city lord can decide." The city lord shook his head in horror.
"If you have the courage and stick to your beliefs, I will treat you just like I did to the woman just now. The witchcraft of your three continents is like an ant in my eyes."
He himself has a compelling power.
Consistency between words and deeds is the backbone of character. Every word and deed must be calm and firm.
The city lord trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, "If I let them go, I will die. Between the young master and the Witch God, no matter what I do? It will be a dead end."