Landing in the Fantastic World

Seeing Mu Yu's sword's slack spiritual power and weak momentum, the fifth master couldn't help showing contempt.

I was really scared by this kid just now, I didn't expect it to be so unbearable.

However, before his palms slapped Mu Yu's body, he felt a coldness around his neck.

Then came the sting!

The pain is incomparable!

Before he could react to what happened, his head rolled to the ground like a ball.

All around, everyone is petrified.

Face dull!

His face was full of disbelief.

Unexpectedly, the famous and fierce Red Scarf Five Leaders would be beheaded by Mu Yu with a sword.

Blood fell drop by drop from Mu Yu's sword.

After a while, the Xifeng sword was as clean as before, without any blood.

At this moment, the Fourth Master finally came to his senses and looked at Mu Yu as if he had seen a demon, and his fear was uncontrollable.

"you you......"

Si Dangjia's face was pale, and he pointed at Mu Yu, trembling unceasingly.

Suddenly, he remembered that he still had Thunderbolt with him.

As long as they are hit by the thunder, even the masters of the Tianyan realm will be smashed and killed on the spot.

Thinking of this, the fear in the mind of the Fourth Master gradually dissipated.

A murderous intent shot out of his eyes, he took a step forward with his right leg, and took out a black iron stone from his chest with his left hand.

Raising his hand, he threw the black iron stone at Mu Yu.

At this moment, the Sidang family already felt that the winning ticket was in their hands. It was impossible for Mu Yu to dodge at such a short distance.

Mu Yu's face was calm, his body moved again, and he took a light step forward.

Xifeng Sword followed his steps and swung out.

"call out!"

A blood-red blood line soared out in mid-air.

Before the Sidang family could throw the Thunderbolt, his head flew into the sky, and finally hit the ground hard, blood staining the surrounding grass all red.

However, Mu Yu's white clothes were not stained by a single drop of blood.

It is still as white as snow.

Clothes flutter in the wind.

That dusty and indifferent temperament is like that of Mr. Pianpian.

But he held a long sword in his hand, extremely sharp and unstoppable, how could he look like Mr. Pianpian?

He is clearly a young and magnificent sword god.

At this moment, Ji Linger, who followed Mu Yu into the An's tribe, but hid in the corner, was full of splendor in her beautiful eyes.

Such a peerless Mu Yu made her admire and was very excited.

"hiss!"

Everyone around, whether it was the bandits in red scarves or the people of An's tribe, all gasped countless times.

It doesn't matter if the fifth master is killed by one move, it may be just Mu Yu's luck or the fifth master's carelessness.

But the cultivation level of the fourth master was higher, and he was so cautious that he was beheaded by Mu Yu's sword.

After the shock subsided, everyone in An's tribe was overjoyed.

The appearance of Mu Yu, acting like a god, let them see the hope of life again.

As for the bandits in red scarves, they looked desperate and completely silent.

Such a terrifying young sword god made them unable to resist.

"you wanna die!"

At this time, the third master Haiman finally recovered from the severe pain.

Seeing that Mu Yu was so arrogant that he even beheaded the two masters, his anger burst from his chest.

"Roar!"

He roared like a beast, his body became bigger again, and he rushed towards Mu Yu frantically.