Landing in the Fantastic World

Like Dong Yidao, his talent is indeed extraordinary, but the level of his kung fu is too low, and his current pulse opening state has reached its limit.

It's not that he didn't think about joining a sect to obtain higher-level exercises, but for a person who was born as a bandit like him, no sect would accept him at all.

But at this time, Mu Yu actually has a powerful exercise "Xuantian Kungfu" from Wuliangzong, which makes him not excited. After all, strength is the most important thing in this world, and it can allow him to cultivate to a higher level, no matter how much he pays. Also worth it.

"The order was indeed messed up by me, but as long as you can defeat the boy, the king of the East, the boy will naturally present the complete version of "Xuan Tian Gong". Let go." Mu Yu looked at Dong Yidao and said calmly.

"So that's what you came up with." Dong Yidao kept turning his mind, then slapped his thigh and said, "Okay, I promise you, I didn't expect that there would be a boy from Wuliangzong who directly offered the exercises himself. God help me. Ha ha."

Dong Yidao was able to become the leader of the bandits, so he was naturally not a good person. He could see that the Wuliangzong disciple in front of him was not as good as himself, and should be at the Spirit Gathering Realm. Naturally, it would not be difficult for him to beat him.

However, since this kid dared to make a bet, he naturally has something to rely on. Even if he really loses to this kid, he will renege on the debt at that time. With the large number of people on his side, he will be captured alive and tortured slowly. I can't spit out the whole content of "Xuan Tian Gong".

As for the others, no matter whether they win or lose, he will not let them go.

Hearing that Mu Yu was going to confront Dong Yidao alone, everyone in the caravan felt tense.

Jiang He clenched his lips and teeth, almost biting his own lip, hating himself for being so useless, with no cultivation base, he dared not go forward, and had to have such a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy to stand up for them.

Seeing Mu Yu standing alone in front of everyone, Zhuang Qin's originally dull eyes also glistened with tears.

"In this case, the kid will make a move."

Mu Yu's figure moved, and he made the first move. The monks in the pulse opening state are not comparable to the ordinary monks in the spirit gathering state, and Mu Yu was not careless.

Seeing Mu Yu rushing over, Dong Yidao's mouth showed a trace of disdain, he swung his fist, and unleashed a black tiger fist, a black tiger fist, and smashed it at Mu Yu.

But what happened next was not as Dong Yidao had imagined, Mu Yu was knocked flying by himself with a punch.

Mu Yu's body was like a ghost, and he just avoided Dong Yidao's punch, causing Dong Yidao's fist to brush against Mu Yu's clothes and hit the air out of thin air.

Mu Yu escaped Dong Yidao's punch this time, and naturally relied on the eye of time and the large teleportation of a small distance again, which made everyone present feel a little incredible.

As expected of being the leader of the bandits, Dong Yidao quickly calmed down, and his eyes locked on Mu Yu again, like a wolf staring at food.

Dong Yidao's body kept pounced on Mu Yu, and the powerful power erupted made the bandits and caravans who were watching couldn't help but retreat a hundred meters away.

But it was all resolved by Mu Yu seemingly lightly.

However, Mu Yu's frequent use of the Great Teleportation and the Eye of Time also consumed a lot, and his movements gradually slowed down, while Dong Yidao was at the Pulse Opening level, and with his strong spiritual power, he completely gained the upper hand.

Dong Yidao discovered this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, he pulled out the long knife in his hand, and chopped off Mu Yu's head.