Landing in the Fantastic World Chapter 37 you must have used a sorcery

"Senior Brother Mo, take care of this brat. Let him know the power of our Misty Cloud Sect."

"Senior Brother Mo, you're so handsome. As long as you win against this stinking brat, Junior Sister will be waiting for you at Cloud Peak Lake tonight."

"Junior apprentice brother Mo, we will cheer you on from the side. We will shout and fight with you."

After Mo Lan finished speaking, other than Nalan Yanran, all the disciples present turned to face him as a common enemy.

Mo Lan was satisfied to see the situation in front of him. This way, even if there was Nalan Yanran, he would not be able to protect this pervert.

Nalan Yanran could be considered to have calmed down by now. After which, she looked at Mu Yu and said: "There's no need to care about them, let's go."

Mu Yu smiled as he glanced at Nalan Yanran. With a relaxed and carefree expression, he said unconcernedly: "It's fine, just treat it as a spar between our disciples and those of your Misty Cloud Sect s."

Mo Lan waved his arm, and all of the disciples scattered, retreating back to a distance fifty meters away, leaving behind a vast space for Mu Yu and Mo Lan.

A cruel smile appeared on Mo Lan's face, he rushed to Mu Yu's front like a bolt of lightning, his two fingers forming a sword, pointed straight at Mu Yu.

A scarlet, terrifying energy rushed out from Mo Lan's fingertips, straight towards his forehead.

"Senior Brother Mo has actually mastered a high grade Mysterious Technique — — Rushing Yang Sword Wave. As expected of one of the best among our Misty Cloud Sect's young generation."

"This time, this brat from the Immeasurable Sect is dead for sure. He dares to provoke our Misty Cloud Sect, blaspheming Junior Sister Nalan Shu, he should be taught a ruthless lesson."

The surrounding disciples were all excited, they were all looking forward to the scene of Mo Lan ruthlessly oppressing Mu Yu.

Nalan Yanran frowned, she did not expect Mo Lan to be so ruthless, directly taking Mu Yu's life, preparing to help at any time.

Mu Yu's eyes suddenly released two rays of blue light. Under the gaze of Mu Yu's Eye of Time, Mo Lan's Rushing Yang Sword Waves, as if it was moving forward in a quagmire, became exceptionally slow.

Mu Yu formed seals with his hands and placed them on his forehead.

Seeing that Mu Yu did not have any intention to dodge, and was preparing to clash with the sword wave head on, Nalan Yanran's slender hand trembled, the bottom of her heart suddenly flustered.

However, the next scene exceeded everyone's expectations.

The shock wave of the Rushing Sun Sword disappeared into thin air.

That's right, it had disappeared for no reason at all.

When the sword ripple passed through the hand seal formed by Mu Yu's hands, it seemed to have been engulfed by something, and completely disappeared.

Not a single splash.

It almost made all the disciples who were spectating believe that the Rushing Yang Sword Wave Mo Lan used was fake.

In their hearts, the Rushing Sun Sword Ripple was one of the top five offensive profound skills in the Misty Cloud Sect. As long as one's cultivation was strong enough, the power of the sword ripples would be able to penetrate a mountain, let alone a mere body.

"You must have used a demonic technique. Demon, what is your purpose in coming to my Misty Cloud Sect?"

At this time, Mo Lan's face became extremely excited, it was not an exaggeration to describe him as flustered and exasperated, the move that he was bent on obtaining had actually disappeared without a trace for no reason, for such an evil thing, was difficult for anyone to calm down.

Naturally, Mu Yu did not use any demonic technique. He only used the Temporal and spatial secret book to create a fine crack in space between his hands and swallowed this sword wave of Mo Lan's into the alternate dimension.

But other than him, not a single one of the disciples present knew of spatial profound skills, so naturally, no one would have thought of all of this.

Chapter end

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