Piles of snow fell from above, and the sound of leaves salsa kept coming.

Mu Yang raised his head and stared at the top, and the desolate pupil technique was unfolded!

Through the dense branches and leaves, Mu Yang saw a figure standing on the branches on the high place!

Mu Yang didn’t understand yet, it must have been deliberately arranged by Infinite Sect.

As I had agreed before, everyone would be dispersed, but this sentence was very vague and gave room for dark boxes to operate.

This person was obviously divided and specifically dealt with Mu Yang.

Mu Yang sneered: "Haha, I really think I am a soft persimmon, so I arranged a seventh level in the spiritual vein realm, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk."

If you use spicy spicy strips in your daily life, Mu Yang can actually crush him.

However, due to the restrictions of the rules, Mu Yang could only rely on his own strength.

After such a long period of training, Mu Yang has long been the young boy who had just entered martial arts and knew nothing. Since this person was here, Mu Yang didn't mind giving them a warning.

"The Dragon Burial God Finger!"

Mu Yang's fingertips were approaching the sky, and a shot was blasted out, and the golden light penetrated the branch and rushed directly towards the figure.

Under Mu Yang's oppression, this disciple of the Infinite Sect had to jump off the branch and appear in front of Mu Yang.

This person is thin and half a head shorter than Mu Yang. His skin is dark, his squinting eyes are almost squinted into a slit, and he has a bit of convex teeth. To be honest, his appearance is really not very good.

Mu Yang had seen this person, who had been with Jiang Chao before, and had also mocked Mu Yang with Jiang Chao.

Mu Yang has not been idle these three days, and he has occasionally learned about some information about his opponents.

This person's name is Hou Ping. He has been joining the Infinite Sect for two years. This year, he finally won the qualification for the Battle of the Eight Directions.

Hou Ping crossed his hands in front of his chest and asked disdainfully: "Mu Yang, do you have some skills, how did you find me?"

“…”

Mu Yang really doesn’t want to pay attention to him. How did he ask about this kind of mental retardation?

Is the snow falling after such a big noise just now? Your teacher taught you how to hide and teach you? I'm so embarrassed to ask how you discovered it, is it you exposed yourself?

Mu Yang pinched his eyebrows and felt like he had encountered a mentally retarded: "Oh, let's talk, what do you want?"

Hou Ping suddenly burst into laughter, and he was so happy that he leaned back and forth.

"..." What's ridiculous? Mu Yang felt that he seemed not on the same channel as him, and this person had a little problem with his brain.

He smiled for a while before pointing at Mu Yang, and said righteously: "Ha! A bitch who doesn't know how to live or die, dares to bully the disciples of the Infinite Sect on the territory of my Infinite Sect. It's simply too much. On behalf of the Infinite Sect, I will give you the punishment you deserve and prepare to die!"

“…”

A gust of cold wind blew, and the scene was silent for a while, as if a few crows were heard.

Mu Yang had half-drooping his eyelids and didn't know how to communicate with this mentally retarded person. Mu Yang felt that the senior management of the Infinite Sect must have had some misunderstandings about his strength. He actually sent such a mentally retarded thing to deal with him. Mu Yang was not even interested in fighting with him.

"Look at my weapons!"

Hou Ping seemed to have not realized his embarrassing words at all, and still took off his horse in a very good manner, clenched his fists and stretched out forward.

A golden light gathered above his fist. The fist stretched out and turned into a palm, with the palm facing upwards. Then, the storage bag hanging around his waist slowly flew to his left palm under the traction of spiritual power, and then he reached in with his right hand and scattered it.

This time, Mu Yang even his shoulders drooped, and he couldn't help but complain: "It turned out to be a big battle and just take the storage bag! What's the difference between this and you just pick it off? Hello! I thought you were going to summon something!"

"Ah! Found it!"

Hou Ping pulled his right hand and he took out an iron rod that was two meters long.

The stick is silver all over, so you can clearly see that there are seven spiritual patterns drawn on it, clasping tightly on both ends of the stick like an iron ring.

Mu Yang already regretted that he had forced him down just now, so he should have run away and throw him away.

He only had a little points on him, and Mu Yang didn't want to waste his energy on this.

However, this is at least the first battle after entering the battlefield. A Yue should be very concerned, so he has to perform well.

So, he calmly pulled out his Longyang sword and confronted Hou Ping.

In fact, it is indeed as Mu Yang guessed.

In the entire battlefield of Bafang, only Mu Yang had a battle breaking out, which was also symbolic.

As the first battle of this Bafang Campaign team battle, it naturally received a lot of attention.

Wuxuan even specifically magnified the images in this area so that those present can see the details more clearly.

Elder Guo of Yuding Sect murmured: "Haha, this little man is going to suffer."

This was heard by an elder of the Infinite Sect, and he felt as if he was embarrassed. Why, the disciples of Luoyue Valley were superior to others? "Why did Elder Guo say this?"

Elder Guo touched his hair and sighed, "You don't know. This kid has many tricks. Just look back and see."

"Hmph, then let's go and see."

......

Although Mu Yang was unwilling to fight with him, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. Just deal with it as soon as possible.

Interestingly, the spiritual power of these two people is both golden. When two balls of golden light collide, which one is stronger?

Although Hou Ping was thin, he was very domineering when fighting. He waved the two-meter-long iron stick and swung it towards Mu Yang, "Ha! Every inch long and one inch long, you dare to use a sword to fight with me. You have already lost!"

Mu Yang's external vision ability was always on, and his eyes were bright and bright. With this vision, he could see the details of his opponent's movements more clearly and react. In his eyes, even his opponent's movements slowed down a little.

Facing Hou Ping's attack, Mu Yang had no intention of moving. He just smiled and looked at the stick, waiting for it to fall.

"How is it! Being scared silly! Just accept the punishment obediently!"

As the iron rod was about to hit Mu Yang's head, Hou Ping had even predicted the stimulating scene of blood flowing.

But the next moment, Mu Yang's body was like a feather, and he just retreated gently and avoided the attack lightly.

Hou Ping only felt like he was hitting feathers, and he had great force, but he couldn't make it practical.

That’s right, this is the Ksitigarbha that Mu Yang had just mastered for a while!
Chapter completed!