Mu Wu and Mu Ling grew up together, but his cultivation has always lagged behind Mu Ling, since he was a child, Mu Wu has been bullied by Mu Ling, until Mu Ling was designated by the family as the killer weapon of the spiritual vein dispute, and then began to suppress the cultivation, otherwise, Mu Ling would have been a Jindan monk now.

Mu Wu finally broke through to the late stage of foundation building a year ago and became a monk of the same level as Mu Ling, but in Mu Wu's heart, he still had a trace of jealousy towards Mu Ling, and the feeling of being bullied since childhood was not easy to forget.

Mu Wu's cousin is an arrogant master, almost bullying the Mu family of the same generation, if it weren't for being a daughter, she couldn't inherit the head of the family, Mu Wu even suspected that Mu Ling had the ability to threaten his status as the eldest young master of the Mu family.

Knowing that Mu Ling was burdened with the heavy responsibility of the family, coupled with the shadow of being bullied by Mu Ling since he was a child, Mu Wu didn't dare to embarrass this cousin when he was in Wuyue, but once he arrived in Nanzhao, he had no scruples.

Anyway, for the Mu family, the battle of Nanzhao's battle city was just a martial arts exercise to hone their disciples.

It's not the people of Wuyue who are killed, the enemy doesn't dare to kill themselves, if they lose, they will be tempered, and if they win, they can get a lot of spirit stones, so many benefits, no wonder the disciples of the Mu family became eager to try after hearing that they could go to Nanzhao.

Mu Ling's face was as gloomy as water, she divided her two knives into one piece, and shouted resolutely: "Okay, since each is its master, you should ask Mu Shisan to kill me first!"

"I don't dare to kill you, let alone kill you, you can find me desperately when you lose your hair and go back, I'm here to hone my state of mind, I can't be as knowledgeable as you, if you want to block it, you can block it, anyway, there are so many of us, see how many you can block." ”

After Mu Wu finished speaking, he turned his horse's head and rushed to a big wooden stake in the distance with a group of soldiers, and the children of the Mu family who came to Nanzhao with him immediately scattered with a hulala, each leading a team of men and horses to shuttle among the ten thousand troops, killing one by one more excitedly.

Mu Shisan looked at Mu Ling innocently, didn't move, and smirked vigorously, although he was stupid, his family still recognized him.

Mu Ling was so angry by Mu Wu's method of dividing the troops that he couldn't cut it down.

After all, Mu 13 is a child of the Mu family, and Mu Ling is still Mu 13's elder, so she can't kill her relatives.

Jumping off the horse angrily, Mu Ling kicked Mu 13 viciously, kicking her feet numbly, people didn't even seem to feel anything, Mu 13 smirked and scratched his head, thinking that Mu Ling was tickling himself.

Mu Ling was extremely helpless at this time, as Mu Wu said, she could stop Mu Shisan, but she couldn't stop the other Mu family children, if she ran back and forth, not to mention that she couldn't stop the Mu family children from killing people, even the guards she commanded had to be completely wiped out by the enemy.

With a vicious anger in his heart, Mu Ling kicked Mu Shisan again, warning him not to kill, and after hurrying back to his team on a war horse, he once again commanded the soldiers to fight.

When Mu Ling just left, Mu Shisan was indeed honest for a while, sitting on the side of the road with a huge body, watching people fight and kill, but it didn't take long for a red-eyed soldier to rush towards Mu Shisan, and before he could pick up the steel knife, his head was directly twisted off by Mu Shisan.

Looking at the human head with a twisted face in his hand, Twilight Thirteen stood up with a smirk, perhaps because the game was interesting, he decided to play a little longer, and in a short time, the heads of dozens of soldiers were screwed off.

Mu Shisan, who no one cares, can not distinguish between enemy and me when he kills people, and the soldiers who are close to him have all died tragically without a single exception, so there is a moving open space in the battle city, as long as Mu Shisan's huge body goes, there will never be anyone within three zhang around him.

Mu Ling blocked the scene of Mu Thirteen, Bai Yi and Ni Qiuyu saw it real, Ni Qiuyu sighed heavily, and then this kind woman cheered up and fought like a female general in a hundred battles.

The long sword in Ni Qiuyu's hand turned out to be quite disciplined, and it seemed that Ni Qiuyu must have learned martial arts with King Puyang when he was a child.

Compared with Ni Qiuyu, Mu Ling's two scimitars are much more powerful, and the Mu family often comes to Nanzhao to participate in this kind of war, so most of the Mu family's children are good at martial arts, don't look at Mu Ling is daughter, but he suppressed a monk of the same rank who fought against him and retreated again and again.

The army of Puyang Wangfu had become overwhelming because of the bravery of Bai Yi and the three of them, and Ni Shiqi's handsome banner even once attacked nearly half of the height of the high platform of the king banner, although in the end it was entangled by the enemy army fearlessly and had to retreat to the stage, but this momentum was already very rare.

You must know that in previous years, the army of the Puyang Royal Mansion did not have the upper hand at the beginning, but with the participation of the children of the Mu family, the army of King Yongchang began a fierce counterattack, and the seven children of the Mu family were like seven tigers, wantonly crisscrossing the enemy.

The Nanzhao War, do not kill the people of the Mu family.

This is the rule set by the lord of Nanzhao, so the children of the Mu family who have appeared in Nanzhao over the years can not only temper themselves with the blood of the enemy in the big war, but also will not be hurt in the slightest.

With this talisman, the children of the Mu family became even more unscrupulous, especially a disciple of the Mu family named Mu Shiwen, who grabbed a long knife with a wide back, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he killed twenty or thirty enemies, and the blood that collapsed on his body was thick enough.

Mu Shiwen was surrounded by mortal soldiers, and few cultivators dared to approach, so that he killed even more happily, and the children of the Mu family said that they were sharpened in the battle array, but in fact, they just came here to play a killing game.

After killing more than a dozen enemies of the Puyang Palace, Mu Shiwen found that a black-armored young general rushed towards him, and the other party was holding a bright silver spear, looking majestic.

Mu Shiwen snorted from his nose, even if the enemy monks came, no one dared to hurt him in the slightest, and the young general on the opposite side was clearly looking for death.

It must be a mortal who has just become a monk, Mu Shiwen thought so in his heart, and with a long knife, he greeted it without hesitation, and his smiling face was full of bloodthirst.

Killing mortals is not fun, and killing a few cultivators is a pleasure.

Thinking of this, Mu Shiwen has already approached the other party within three zhang, his long knife is very heavy, the most suitable for horizontal slashing, with the power of the war horse running, he can easily cut a green-armored cultivator in half, although the opposite is a black-armored monk, Mu Shiwen is also confident that he will cut the other party off the horse with a face, as long as he falls off the horse, he is turning around and stabbing at least one of the opponent's legs.

The long knife slashed out with the sound of the wind, and at the moment when Mu Shiwen took out the knife, he suddenly saw the other party's eyes that were as cold as a cold pool under the pitch-black mask.

Where do you seem to have seen those eyes?

As soon as Mu Shiwen thought of this, he felt that his arm was numb for a while, and the long knife in his hand was shocked by a huge force and flew away, before he had time to be frightened, he felt a heart-rending pain coming from his left arm, and then, he saw his left arm fly out with a puff of blood mist and the long knife.

"Ahh

With a scream, Mu Shiwen almost fell off the horse, he endured the severe pain, and forcibly clamped the war horse, he couldn't fall down at this time, the other party broke one of his arms with one shot, obviously he wanted his own life!

I wanted to cut off one of my opponent's legs, but I didn't think that one of my hands would be broken first.

The moment the two horses staggered, Mu Shiwen finally recognized who those indifferent eyes belonged to, and the young general on the opposite side was clearly the Cangyun monk who staged a beast dance in the Mu family!