Mu Huanzhi had never faced Mu Xuanyin so angry. He was instantly pale, knelt down with a "thump" and said in a trembling voice: "Sect... the sect leader calmed down, Huanzhi had no intention of this, but... it was... Huanzhi knew that he was wrong, and the sect leader atoneed his sins!"

Mu Bingyun's lips opened slightly, and she wanted to speak but stopped. She realized that Mu Xuanyin was clearly angry.

Let's go first, with the strength, status and seniority of the Sword Lord, he will go first, and no one will have any objection... However, it is one thing that Binghuang takes the initiative to give in, and what Jun Xilei, the descendant of the Sword Lord, did clearly do not take the Ice Phoenix Divine Sect seriously, but Jun Wuming also obeyed and allowed him to do so.

If it were other sects in the middle astral realm, there would never be any dissatisfaction, let alone anger. At most, there would be a little discomfort, because that was the sword king. Mu Huanzhi's actions were normal in the eyes of almost anyone.

But at this moment, Mu Xuanyin was present. With her temperament, Mu Bingyun was not surprised, but she never expected that she would explode on the spot in front of Jianjun.

Jun Wuming was already frowning, and he looked at Mu Xuanyin's cold ice eyes: "What does the King of Xuanyin Realm mean?"

The indifferent tone also brought a little coldness. Jun Xilei, who was beside him, also turned around. At first, his face was surprised, but then there was a meaningless indifference.

Mu Xuanyin responded coldly: "It is an unforgivable fault for the senior disciples to despise me, Binghuang, but for the sake of my senior disciples, I will not pursue it. Please take my senior disciples back and let me Binghuang go first!"

Jun Wuming looked straight at Mu Xuanyin with no expression and said lightly: "If I don't retreat, how can you stay?"

The words of calmness and indifference were released, and everyone in the Binghuang Divine Sect felt a slight slap in their hearts, but no one dared to speak out, and they didn't dare to take a breath. A deep sense of uneasiness filled their bodies.

The Sword Lord is Wuming, the myth of the entire divine world is truly like a god. Although their sect leader Mu Xuanyin is powerful and can be arrogant to the common people, his mysterious power, reputation, and status are far inferior to those of the Sword Lord. If he gets angry... the consequences are unimaginable and he dare not imagine!

The already cold snow field suddenly became even more bone-chilling. People in the Flame God Realm unconsciously took a few steps back and were also silent. The four words "How are you going?" were spoken from the sword king. They were extremely plain, but every word was like a sky, which made them breathless.

Faced with Jun Wuming at this moment, Mu Xuanyin's response shocked everyone to the point of being almost broken.

"Jun Wuming," Mu Xuanyin called out his name: "You are a senior in the God Realm and come from afar. I Binghuang should respect you. I respect you. I have been here even far away. I have given you enough respect and face, and there is no place to be sorry for your master and disciple. But your disciples have insulted me Binghuang. As his master, you are not only unstoppable, but also have no shame!"

"My Binghuang respects your master and apprentice, it does not mean that your master and apprentice is qualified to despise me Binghuang!"

"I will say the last time, step back! Don't be shameless!"

At first the tone was quite calm, but in the last sentence, it was cold and decisive.

It was like a huge pot cover from the sky, and the entire snowy area was so depressing that it was inaudible to even the sound of snow falling.

"Sect... Sect Master." Mu Tanzhi was frightened and his voice trembled. Mu Huanzhi, who was still kneeling on the ground, also raised his head suddenly, his lips trembled, and he wanted to speak but did not dare to speak.

"Hiss! What's going on? Is this girl crazy?" Huo Rulie's eyes widened and grinned.

Yan Juehai's brows fell heavily and he whispered: "Mu Xuanyin's temperament has always been like this, she is domineering and arrogant and extremely protective..."

"No matter how powerful she is in front of the Snow Yin Realm and us, it's okay, but that's the Sword Lord!" Huo Rulie could hardly help but roar.

"Oh." Yan Juehai sighed lowly: "Mu Xuanyin is indeed a little...it's hard to end now."

"Master..." Jun Xilei's eyebrows were frowning. Just as he was about to speak, Jun Wuming raised his palm. The steps she had just raised retreated, and her beautiful face was still cold.

Jun Wuming was not angry at all, and even the faint anger that had previously disappeared completely. He raised his head and sighed with compassion: "Master Xuanyin, you are very talented and can become a god in this barren land. I was very impressed and admired by me. I even believed that in another 20,000 or 30,000 years, you might be enough to reach my current height."

"Now it seems that your age is too light after all, and your vision is too shallow after all."

Jun Wuming's voice was slowly spreading a hundred miles away from the wind and snow. Every word was as ethereal as the proverb of heaven: "What is dignity? In this world, strength is the only dignity. In my eyes, except for you, the king of the Xuanyin Realm, all are ants, and my disciples can also despise him. But I... Even if I insult you, Ice Phoenix, what can you do?"

He is the Sword Lord, so how could he show weakness to mere Yin Xue? Mu Xuanyin's words and actions are only childish and ridiculous in his opinion.

"Jun Wuming, since you are shameless, I don't need to be respectful and polite to you anymore." Mu Xuanyin's voice also faded, and she couldn't feel any anger: she looked to Yun Che and said, "Che'er, come here."

Yun Che was stunned, walked over as he spoke, and stood beside Mu Xuanyin.

Mu Xuanyin reached out and picked up Yun Che's wrist. On the back of his hand, there were several shallow scars, accompanied by strands of blood. These were all wounded by the sword aura that Jun Xilei shot out before. If Yun Che had not been strong in his body, he would not have been so slightly injured.

...Of course, this kind of injury is nothing to a Shinto Xuanist, even if it is ten times heavier, and it cannot even be called "injury".

Mu Xuanyin wield her palm, and with the gentle brush of her snow-white jade fingers, the sword marks and blood on Yun Che's back disappeared without a trace.

"If you offend me and hurt my disciples, then settle the account carefully." Mu Xuanyin's eyes were cold: "Jun Wuming, let your disciple Jun Xilei kneel down to apologize to my disciples, and then your master and disciple immediately get out of Yinxue. Without this king's approval, you must not step into Yinxue again!"

From the Ice Phoenix God Sect to the Three Sects of the Flame God, all the disciples and elders were petrified. Huo Rulie's eyes almost popped out of his eyes, and he didn't say anything: "It's over, it's over, this girl is really crazy... Don't implicate Boy Yun."

Jun Xilei glanced at Yun Che with a light look, and then looked away the next moment, still as cold as before, without any anger, as if all he heard was meaningless words, and his pupils were filled with mockery.

"Oh." Jun Wuming sighed again. This sigh seemed to be filled with deep disappointment, and then he smiled faintly: "I have been wandering all over the years, only seeking successors. It seems that the Wuming Sword has not been released for thousands of years, which has made some ignorant younger generations forget my reputation."

His voice suddenly became cold, and the wind and snow between heaven and earth stopped suddenly, and the space condensed layer by layer, and a vast sound seemed to come from outside the sky: "So what if you look down on me? So what if you are humiliated? Just chanting the snow ice phoenix. But the Sword Lord cannot be humiliated, and the descendants of the Sword Lord cannot be humiliated!"

Zheng!

Three pale sword auras suddenly appeared in the sealed space above Jun Wuming.

The three sword auras are only half a meter long and two fingers thick.

The moment the three sword auras appeared, Yun Che's heart suddenly stumbled. As a person who used the sword, he could not feel the aura of these three sword auras at all. No matter whether it was physical or spiritual sense, he could not sense even a sense of sharpness or oppression... Even the whole world had no more breath, as if all the existences in the world had turned into silence under the power of the invisible sword.

"Senior Sword Lord, please calm down and listen to my words..."

Huo Rulie shouted out loud, but Yan Juehai was restrained and shook his head heavily at him. Huo Rulie gritted his teeth, and his eyes touched Huo Poyun and the surrounding Jin Crow disciples. Finally, he endured it and did not speak again.

"Master!" Binghuang and others all looked pale. Yun Che subconsciously took a half step forward, trying to block Mu Xuanyin, but was grabbed by Mu Xuanyinxue's hand and pushed behind him.

"It's up to you, it's worthy!"

Facing the three pale sword auras, Mu Xuanyin slowly walked forward in everyone's horrified pupils.

In the first step, a "reminder" sound came from the air, as if it was there or not.

In the second step, Jun Wuming's pupils suddenly shrank slightly.

The third step... Mu Xuanyin stopped there, and the wind and snow that had been completely stagnant began to float again, and pieces of snow fell on her ice-haired fairy body. She was obsessed with her magnificent scenery and was unwilling to dissipate and melt for a long time.

Yun Che looked at her close back in a daze, and gradually became a little confused. For a moment, he almost forgot the existence of the three terrifying sword auras.

"you……"

Jun Wuming seemed to want to speak, but he could no longer make a sound when he said a word. His arms, which had just been raised, were slowly lowering. If someone was looking directly at him at this time, he would notice his lips trembling slightly... although it was only for a moment.

When Jun Wuming's arm completely hangs down, the three sword auras also completely disappeared.

"Forget it." The same sigh, but the tone was obviously strange. He looked at Mu Xuanyin deeply, turned his back, and his breath gently brought Jun Xi's tears: "Chill, let's go."

"Master?" Jun Xilei looked puzzled, and then immediately obeyed the order: "Yes!"

This unexpected scene surprised everyone in Binghuang and everyone was relieved, especially those palace lords and elders, who were sweating all over when they were relaxed.

Jun Wuming and Jun Xilei turned around and left. The three pale sword auras proved Jun Wuming's anger. The five words "Sword Lord cannot be humiliated" are also the words of judgment that Jun Wuming said in person, but he suddenly put away the sword aura and anger and turned around and left...

While everyone was inexplicably ups and downs in their hearts, they all felt inexplicable.

"Huh!" Huo Rulie sighed: "After that, is Senior Jianjun, who is indeed well-educated. Or is it that he disdained to attack a younger woman?"

"...I'm afraid it's not that simple." Yan Juehai said slowly, his voice a little erratic.

"What does it mean?" Huo Rulie said in confusion.

"..." Yan Juehai did not say anything. He did not look at Jun Wuming's disciple. Instead, his pair of flame eyes were staring directly at Mu Xuanyin, his eyes were in a state of uncertainty.

"stop!"

As soon as Binghuang and others breathed a sigh of relief, a cold voice pierced the disciple of Jun Wuming who was about to leave, causing everyone's heart to suddenly rise... Because this voice came from Mu Xuanyin.

"Being offended me first, being rampant, but now you have to leave with a big swagger?" Mu Xuanyin said coldly: "Nothing is so cheap in this world! Do you really think I, Binghuang, can bully me at will!"

Jun Wuming paused. Before he could speak, Jun Xilei turned around in anger: "Mu Xuanyin! What an identity of my master, I don't want to care about you, you..."

"presumptuous!"

With a cold reprimand, he didn't see Mu Xuanyin's movements. Suddenly, the wind and snow filled the sky. Jun Xixi screamed and flew out and smashed it into the snow. Before he could get up, he had already spitted several mouthfuls of blood.
Chapter completed!