[Chapter 403 Ancient Sword Soul]

Among the four people in the field, one named Mu Er had been affected by the magic pill and began to lose his mind. He attacked Mu Qiancheng.

Mu Qiancheng was hit hard by his own palm, and it was a palm from a fifth-level ancient warrior. He spat out blood and was obviously injured.

Of the other two, only one was sober and cursed Mu Er. The remaining one’s eyes were also distracted, and he was obviously also possessed. At

this time, Mu Er rushed towards Mu Qiancheng like crazy. Mu Da, who tried to dissuade him, saw this and hurriedly tried to stop him.

Are you kidding? They are all Mu family members. Mu Qiancheng is the direct lineage of the ruler of Qingcheng. They, the branch Mu family members, are born to protect and maintain the direct lineage.

In a large sect, there will naturally be no lack of various family forces. This is the same everywhere.

Mu Da can’t just watch Mu Er beating Mu Qiancheng like crazy.

To stop Mu Er, this time Mu Er set his sights on him again, and Mu Er yelled: “And you, a beast, are not a good thing either. Mu Qingshan and your father and son are not good things either. Come and die.”

In a blink of an eye, one was stunned and fell into his own illusion.

One went crazy and entangled with a non-crazy one and started fighting.

The only one, Mu Qiancheng, seemed to be sober, but was severely injured by his own people.

This result was very satisfactory to Yang Yiyu. He stared at Mu Qiancheng with a smile and prepared to make a move. Let’s just kill them tonight.

None of these people are good things, they are all enemies.

Kill one less, kill two and kill a pair.

Mu Qiancheng was really depressed. He was suddenly tricked by his own people. He felt a bit like dying before he could accomplish his mission. It was hard for him to pretend to be cool.

Looking at Yang Yiyu again, he saw Yang Yiyu squinting at him. Mu Qiancheng’s heart moved: “Could it be…?”

Inexplicably, he was the first to get confused. There must be something fishy. Looking at Yang Yiyu’s smiling eyes, maybe it was Yang Yiyu who was playing tricks.

At this time, Mu Qiancheng also felt a little confused, but he was a figure of the top ten evildoers after all. Unlike ordinary ancient warriors, he had a strong willpower and another kind of power in his body. This kind of willpower confusion had little effect on him.

Looking at Yang Yiyu, he said in a deep voice: “You are playing tricks?”

Yang Yiyu: “Hehe~” Yang Yiyu naturally would not tell him that it was the magic pill.

At this moment, seeing that the three fellow disciples could not help, Mu Qiancheng knew that he had to fight quickly, otherwise there would be changes. This Yang Yiyu was too weird. He was not a guy like Ding Chan who had eyes on the top of his head. In Mu Qiancheng’s mind, everything was based on interests. It would be

beneficial to him to subdue Yang Yiyu first.

Thinking of this, Mu Qiancheng took action. In the roar, a cold light flashed in his hand, and an ancient sword appeared.

Yang Yiyun’s pupils shrank. He found that the ancient sword in Mu Qiancheng’s hand was also a spiritual weapon, a low-grade spiritual weapon.

This was a bit beyond his expectations. He didn’t expect that these evildoers would have spiritual weapons on them.

Ding Chan had spiritual armor, and now Mu Qiancheng had a spiritual ancient sword.

There is no doubt that Mu Qiancheng might also have beastly blood power in his body.

When Yang Yiyun thought of this, he secretly thought that he should be cautious. Fortunately, with the effect of the Magic Pill, he had already solved the three men of Mu Qiancheng. Now he only needed to concentrate on dealing with Mu Qiancheng.

However, the influence of the Magic Pill was limited after all. It was impossible to affect the minds of the three innate fifth-level ancient warriors in the field indefinitely. The three people needed to be completely killed before Yang Yiyun could feel at ease.

With a thought, driven by the powerful mental power, everything within 900 meters of the spiritual consciousness appeared in his mind in detail.

Facing Mu Qiancheng’s attack, Yang Yiyun did not choose to confront him head-on, but retreated to dodge.

At the same time, he drove the dragon scale to kill the ancient warrior who had been standing still and trapped in his own illusion.

With the effect of the magic pill, killing this person who didn’t know how to move was just like cutting wheat.

The dragon scale flashed across the man’s neck and cut his throat in an instant. An old man of the fifth level of innate fell to the ground.

At this time, Yang Yiyun took back the dragon scale and flew back to hit Mu Qiancheng’s back.

Yang Yiyun ignored Mu Er and Mu Da, because the two of them were already on the verge of fighting each other. It seemed that both of them had been affected by the magic pill.

Now he just had to concentrate on dealing with Mu Qiancheng.

When the dragon scale flew back and chopped at Mu Qiancheng’s back, Mu Qiancheng seemed to open his eyes behind his back, and turned his hand without looking back and swung a sword.

“Dingdang~”

In an instant, Yang Yiyun’s whole body was shocked. The dragon scale was hit hard by Mu Qiancheng, which made him suffer a backlash. Suddenly, some blood and qi were boiling. Yang Yiyun relied on mental strength and true qi to drive the dragon scale, which made him suffer.

Fortunately, it was within the tolerance.

The dragon scale’s light dimmed and flew back into Yang Yiyun’s body. Yang Yiyun found a small crack on the dragon scale when he looked inside.

He sighed in his heart: “After all, it’s not a real spiritual weapon~”

The dragon scale was damaged and it was useless now.

Yang Yiyun could only rely on his powerful true energy and magic to deal with Mu Qiancheng.

This Mu Qiancheng was indeed stronger than Ding Chan, but during the confrontation, Yang Yiyun found that his strength seemed to be equal to his own, which made Yang Yiyun feel relieved.

The blood essence curse appeared between his hands, and he risked his life to

cast it on Mu Qiancheng. The five elements of blood essence curse in witchcraft were cast at the same time in an instant, making Yang Yiyu’s face pale as paper. Blood essence is the guide, which is the power of his own origin, and it consumes a lot of energy. There is no doubt that it requires a great price.

But in order to take down Mu Qiancheng, Yang Yiyu also tried his best.

“Lead…”

Five drops of blood essence surrounded Mu Qiancheng, and Yang Yiyu triggered five blood essence curses. The five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth were released in the secret spell.

Fireballs, earth thorns, vines, boulders, and water arrows appeared at the same time and attacked Mu Qiancheng.

When Mu Qiancheng saw Yang Yiyu performing these secret arts, he was also frightened. He roared immediately, clenched his hands on the ancient sword, and sprayed a mouthful of blood essence on the sword body and roared: “The seal is opened, the sword soul attacks, and I cut it~”

In an instant, Mu Qiancheng’s long hair fluttered, and a strong wind blew in the field.

A tornado formed with him as the center.

There was a kind of momentum that changed the world.

The sky-high sword intent emanated from Mu Qiancheng’s body, and the ancient sword in his hand turned into a three-meter-long physical sword energy. At

this moment, Yang Yiyu was shocked. He didn’t expect that the power in Mu Qiancheng’s body was not the beast bloodline, but some kind of sword soul that was sealed. It was so powerful.

At this time, the voice of Master Yun Tianxie rang in his mind, saying: “Stinky boy, don’t stand there stupidly, retreat quickly, this is an ancient sword soul, it can take your life~”

Yang Yiyu quickly stepped back as if waking up from a dream, and at the same time he heard Master Yun Tianxie’s voice roaring: “The world is reversed, all laws return to the origin, the sword of the soul, go~”

“Boom~”

“Puff~”

Yang Yiyu was suddenly blown away by a strong force while retreating, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground and felt that his bones were scattered.

There was also a thunderous sound that shook the earth in his ears.

He knew that the master had taken action, otherwise he would be in danger this time. Mu Qiancheng’s sword energy was too powerful, and he was not sure he could take it.

Looking up, the dust was flying in the field.

“Ahem~”

A cough came from the dust.

After a breeze blew, Yang Yiyu saw Mu Qiancheng lying on the ground coughing up blood.

Mu Er and Mu Da were also lying in a pool of blood.

Seeing this, Yang Yiyu took a breath of cold air. He didn’t even see what was going on. In a blink of an eye, the enemies fell down.

There is no doubt that the master took action. Thinking back, the old man, what kind of magical power did the master use just now, and the world was reversed.

At this time, the voice of Master Yun Tianxie rang in his mind, saying, “Go and clean up the mess. Don’t let anything happen again. I didn’t expect that a tiny ant could actually possess the ancient sword spirit. Fortunately, he is an ancient warrior. If a cultivator used the ancient sword spirit, it would be very difficult for me.

You have shown the blood of a strange beast, and now it is an ancient sword spirit. Your world really makes me confused. I don’t know what kind of moth will come out. Go and clean up the mess and leave as soon as possible.”

Yang Yiyu heard clearly that the master’s voice was very vain. Obviously, he had paid a price for using the secret technique just now. He

answered in his heart, stood up and thought about Mu Qiancheng.

At this moment, his body was also churning, and he had used five kinds of blood and essence witchcraft at once, which hurt his vitality and was not much better.

But Mu Qiancheng was still alive, and he wanted to kill him to prevent future troubles.

Mu Qiancheng saw Yang Yiyu coming over and his face turned pale and blue, full of fear. He opened his mouth to say something, but Yang Yiyu didn’t give him a chance. Master was right. It’s better to clean up the situation and leave, lest someone jumps out. Then it’s time to cry.

Gritting his teeth and driving the dragon scale, after a flash of golden light, Mu Qiancheng was cut in the throat by Yang Yiyu. Then he looked at Mu Er and the other man lying on the ground. Yang Yiyu walked over and punched them twice, sending them to death.

At this point, all five people from the Qingcheng Sect were killed.

(End of this chapter)