Chapter Three: Yang Yun, Sect Master of the Xuantian Sect



"Brother Mu, you go first, don't worry about me..."

Ye Mujiu looked at Zhou Mu with some anxiety.

She believed that Zhou Mu was capable of escaping on his own, but if she were to join him, both of them might perish.

To this, Zhou Mu simply shook his head, his expression indifferent: "Does Xiao Jiu believe in Brother Mu?"

Ye Mujiu nodded blankly.

For some reason, seeing Zhou Mu's calm expression immediately calmed her panicked heart.

Zhou Mu chuckled softly.

"Don't worry, Brother Mu said he wouldn't let anyone bully Xiao Jiu."

"Because of those who bullied Xiao Jiu..."

"They're all dead."

He slowly raised his head and looked at the old man in the storm.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He was smiling.

At that moment, the old man also sensed something, looked at Zhou Mu, and his dry lips moved as if to say, "It's too late to beg for mercy."

at this time.

The enormous hand was already approaching.

Death, like the wind, has already enveloped me.

Zhou Mu's face remained expressionless.

In mid-air, Yang Yun could see the attack approaching, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

He's always been cautious.

Even when facing Zhou Mu, who was as insignificant as an ant, he did not underestimate him in the slightest.

At this point, unless a Saint King personally intervenes, there is no way for them to survive.

It can be said that the victory was already secured at this point.

but……

What's causing this inner anxiety?

"Could there be a trap here...?"

On second thought, if a sage king had been in charge, then the Central Plains wouldn't have suffered such a devastating defeat.

At this point, Yang Yun's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

A victor's smile had already appeared on his face.

When his gaze fell on Zhou Mu again, it was filled with pity, as if a high god was looking down on the masses of people who were like ants.

Boom

At that very moment.

Unexpected changes occurred.

Beneath the giant palm, golden light shone like the blazing sun, and a powerful aura that even the gods trembled suddenly appeared.

Then, a deafening roar resounded, and the colossal, sky-covering hand shattered, instantly dissipating into a shower of spiritual energy.

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