Landing in the Fantastic World

"Could it be that you are scared and want to find an excuse?" Mu Yu's eyes showed a trace of disdain.

"Afraid?"

Mo Lan's face became terribly gloomy, black and purple like a tomato leaf beaten by frost.

He, Mo Lan, has been called the pride of the generation since he was a child. Among the younger generation, he is not afraid of him.

"I, Mo Lan, have such amazing talent, how can I lose to such an unknown person!"

An extremely strong will to fight emerged from Mo Lan's eyes, and she faintly made a further breakthrough in her cultivation.

From top to bottom, there was a more surging and astonishing aura.

"Junior Brother Mo has broken through to the ninth level of the Pulse Opening Realm. It's really unbelievable. He's only sixteen years old!"

An elderly disciple who was watching suddenly yelled out.

The other disciples also looked at Mo Lan, showing expressions of admiration.

Several young female disciples looked at Mo Lan with beautiful eyes and affection at this time, and Mo Lan was like a prince charming in their hearts.

"Senior Brother Mo, go and kill that kid!"

Everyone has completely forgotten about Mu Yu's miraculous performance just now. At this moment, they only have Mo Lan in their eyes, and they have a kind of fanatical and blind confidence in Mo Lan.

"Breakthrough?" Mu Yu looked at Mo Lan with some amusement, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he muttered to himself, "What's the use of a pity?"

Mo Lan felt that his aura had reached its peak, and he glanced sharply at Mu Yu. At this moment, he already felt that dealing with Mu Yu was as easy as crushing an ant.

"go to hell!"

Mo Lan roared angrily, his body was like a runaway wild horse, and he rushed towards Mu Yu violently.

There was a worried look in Nalan Yanran's beautiful eyes. With Mo Lan's current strength, even if she took action herself, she might not be able to win.

But the next scene made everyone stand still in place.

No matter how Mo Lan attacked Mu Yu, he didn't even touch Mu Yu's clothes.

Mu Yu teased Mo Lan like a monkey, and Mo Lan was like a monkey rushing for food again and again.

Mo Lan's expression has become extremely embarrassing. She thought that if she made a breakthrough, she would be able to take care of Mu Yu, but she didn't expect to be teased like this, and it was still in front of her seniors and her sweetheart.

"If you're still a man, stop dodging and dodging, and fight head-on if you have the ability!" Mo Lan roared out, trying to stimulate Mu Yu by provocative methods.

"Idiot!" Mu Yu scolded Mo Lan in public, and then said lightly, "It's a shame that you are still a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect. If you say such foolish words, you will only do it head-on. You have nothing to do with street brawlers. What a difference!"

What Mu Yu said made Mo Lan's face turn red and green, and the faces of other disciples were also not good-looking. Mo Lan, the proud son of the sky in their hearts, would say such embarrassing words, and Mo Lan's position in their hearts suddenly fell from the altar. fell down.

"However, I, Mu Yu, don't want to bully others, so just do as you wish." Mu Yu said lightly again.

After speaking, Mu Yu's body disappeared instantly.

The next moment, Mu Yu appeared in front of Mo Lan, and slapped Mo Lan casually.

This palm looked unpleasant in front of everyone, but under the blessing of the illusion of Mu Yu's Eye of Time, in Mo Lan's eyes, it was as fast as lightning.

Before he could resist, Mo Lan's body was sent flying far away by Mu Yu's seemingly random palm, and smashed onto a boulder.