"hiss!"
Mo Lan sucked in countless breaths of cold air, but the severe pain still made him unable to help but wailed crazily on the ground.
This punch was not the hardest punch he had ever received, but it was definitely the most painful punch he had ever received.
The pain was so unforgettable!
"I'm sorry, I hit the wrong person. Don't blame me. If you want to blame, blame that boy from Sanqingguan. He promised to confront me head-on, but he secretly escaped."
The disciples of Tianxuan Sect couldn't bear to glance at Mo Lan, who was lying on the ground wailing, and then ran away.
There were a lot of Yunlan Sect disciples here, and he didn't want to be forced to stay, so it was better to leave first.
"Unexpected, unexpected, my little brother also left first."
After saying that, the disciple of Sanqingguan used his exquisite body skills to escape from this place.
"You... bastards... don't leave!!!"
Mo Lan was lying on the ground wailing and shouting, pain and resentment intertwined together.
Mu Yu sat upright with a calm expression, as if he had expected what was happening in front of him.
At this time, all the disciples of the Yunlan Sect realized that Mu Yu had already warned Mo Lan that his egg was about to break.
How did he foresee all this in advance
Thinking of this, everyone was shocked in their hearts.
"This this… "
They looked at Mu Yu, too horrified to speak.
Nalan Yanran blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Mu Yu curiously.
"You invited those two people just now to deliberately harm Junior Brother Mo."
Ye Chen said coldly that he would not believe that Mu Yu had such strength and could even predict future events.
After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized, and only in this way can it make sense.
"The noble and unparalleled young master has actually committed such a despicable act. It's too much! No matter what, we can't let anyone cut off their descendants." Several Yunlan Sect disciples sarcastically said.
"Impossible, Brother Mu is not such a person." Nalan Yanran scolded with a cold face.
"I also believe that Brother Mu is not such a person." Hu Qinfeng also agreed.
"No matter what, I feel that I can't get away from him." At this time, the young and handsome man who was the leader among the Yunlan Sect disciples said.
He is Feng Yuhang, the head of the Seven Prides of the Yunlan Sect, and the first among the younger generation of the Yunlan Sect.
As soon as he spoke, the other Yunlan Sect disciples did not dare to speak anymore.
Mu Yu looked indifferent and said: "You don't understand the world of prophets. What's more, I have already reminded him. If you want to blame him, it is because of his low cultivation level that he couldn't block such a mediocre punch. "
"Don't be so arrogant! No matter how unbearable I, the Yunlan Sect disciple, am, I will still be better than your Wuliang Sect. Don't think that just because you won the first place in the Lingtian Secret Realm, you think you are invincible to the younger generation. I tell you, you are still not good enough." It’s far away.”
Feng Yuhang gritted his teeth and said, his eyes suddenly shot out with a sharp light.
"I really don't think I'm very strong, but you are all too weak, and your peers are showing off." Mu Yu crossed his arms with an indifferent look on his face.
"Okay, why don't we have a competition and let you see how a 'weak' person like me can knock you to the ground." Feng Yuhang's face was ashen and he said in a deep voice.
"Boring, not interested." Mu Yu flatly refused.
What's the point of competing with a humble disciple of this strength
There is an old saying that goes like this: when you play chess with a bad guy, the more you play, the worse it gets.
Mu Yu felt that if he competed with such a disciple, his combat level would only get lower and lower, which would not do him any good.