Mu Fan settled the children and made a detailed plan for this matter.
The little slaves took it and gave them three paths, craftsmen, cultivation, and refining.
Long-term recruitment of slaves, there will definitely be children with good qualifications, these people do not use Baili as their surname, use night or Yan, Yan and Yan have the same sound, it is the memory of Yan Qing.
After tossing all day, when he returned to the room, Mu Fan slept with his head covered.
In the middle of the night, when his spirit was better, he got up from the bed and ran to the back mountain martial arts arena to practice swords as before.
There was someone on the martial arts field, a little closer, and Mu Fan recognized that person was Hu Junge.
When he found Hu Junge, Hu Junge also discovered him.
There was a table in the center of the martial arts arena, on which was a pot of wine and two wine bowls, and the intention of the eldest brother was obvious.
"Second brother, seeing that you were busy during the day, I didn't bother, so I waited for you here, and you really came."
Hu Junge held his sword in both hands.
Mu Fan said: "I heard that you came back before I returned to the Sword Sect, but I didn't see you when I came to the Sword Sect. ” "I'm going to Yuxia Mountain."
"I see, as it should be."
Mu Fan suddenly realized.
Yuxia Mountain is the place where Lu Huixin cultivates, and Zhao Yanyan worships under Lu Huixin's name.
Hu Junge and Zhao Yanyan have a close relationship, and it is reasonable for the two of them to be friends with each other.
Hu Junge said: "I haven't seen each other for a few years, you and I are two brothers and sisters to learn from each other and see the results of their respective cultivation." ” "I can't ask for it."
As soon as Hu Junge's hand loosened, the sword fell, and he grabbed the hilt of the sword, and the scabbard slipped off.
Mu Fan laughed, fell on the martial arts arena, tiptoed, and the Three Kings Sword under his feet turned a few times and fell into his hands.
"Please don't keep your hands, senior brother!
It's really not to keep your hands!
In the past, he couldn't see the hidden strength of his senior brother, but now it is not what it used to be, he can see it, and he knows that his senior brother is not simple.
Hu Junge is very interested, his means of hiding his strength are clever, and he does not pass on secrets for the Tie family.
The masters of the Tiantu Realm may not be able to see it, they haven't seen it for a few years, and the eyes of the junior brother are a lot more vicious.
He shook the blade of his sword, "Well, let's all do our best." ” Mu Fan took out the sword first, a little on his toes, and his body shot out, halfway, the water gathered under his feet, and the speed doubled, and the sword of the three kings came out, as fast as a shock.
The sword is fast enough, but the speed of others is even worse.
Hu Junge didn't react for a while and was almost injured.
After this move, he has already cheered up his spirits.
Mu Fan missed a blow and did not turn around, but increased his speed as much as possible.
When his speed increased to the extreme, he instantly used the retreat technique to adjust his bearing, and the tip of the sword was facing the back of his eldest brother.
A sword stabs, crisply, neatly!
Hu Junge's heart sank, his cultivation had reached the late stage of the Xuanji Realm three months ago, and this kind of strength couldn't avoid Mu Fan's sword.
Mu Fan's sword stabbed the eldest brother in the back, and a sharp and piercing sound sounded, and the sword did not pierce the eldest brother's body, but stabbed it on a hard object.
Hu Junge took advantage of the momentum and flew forward, his body was red and full of filaments.
Mu Fan saw this scene and smiled, this is called fighting, the fun of fighting is greatly reduced, and it is not happy.
Hu Junge fell to the ground, and the red filaments condensed into a pair of armor.
Mu Fan's hands were together, the moonlight burned, and he directly used the fourth layer of the Divine Skill, and a stream of hot gas gushed out, and then quickly converged and returned to the body.
I saw that his body was slightly bright, crystal clear, and then returned to normal, as if there was no change.
Hu Junge's right foot kicked the ground, and the filaments condensed into a sword in the palm of his hand, red armor and red sword, and his eyes were red, like a god of war.
Mu Fan's hand spread, and the Three Kings Sword disappeared and had already merged into his body.
This is where the battle between the two monsters really begins!
Hu Junge's sword slashed into Mu Fan's arm, sparks overflowed, and a huge force came out from the red sword.
Mu Fan's arm was cut out with a red mark, and his body was knocked away by a huge force, lifting a large area of blue bricks along the way.
He knotted the sun wheel seal with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Here!
” Before they fell, the blue bricks gathered in the air and condensed into five stone figures.
The five stone men shot at the same time, attacking Hu Junge from five different directions.
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Hu Junge was surrounded by stone men, his doppelganger lacked skills, and the red silk threads were haired together, piercing through the five stone men.
Mu Fan is not afraid, his true amount, how many such stone people there are, and not only stone people, but also water shadows.
When the heart moves, the moisture in the air gathers on its own and turns into a sky full of water shadows.
Hu Junge's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in his heart: "I can't think of it!"
” Mu Fan smiled compassionately, and his hands formed an "inner binding seal", which was the word "array" in "Liujia".
Hu Junge's six senses were sealed, fortunately, the red armor and the red sword had independent consciousness, otherwise they would be stabbed into a sieve by the water shadow and the stone man at this moment.
The red thread skyrocketed and turned into a red wave.
The waves of water swept up, rolling the water shadow and the stone man into it, kneading it to pieces.
Mu Fan turned the water into chains and attacked Hu Junge from all directions.
Hu Jun Geyun Zhenyuan rushed through the inner binding seal, counterattacked with a red sword, and the red silk threads behind him turned into red chains, blocking all the water chains in the sky.
The red sword was more than ten away from Mu Fan, and the red silk thread had already rushed to his eyes.
A water mirror condensed in front of Mu Fan, and the red silk thread shot into it, unable to enter an inch.
As soon as he stretched out his arm, the red mark that had been cut out just now disappeared, and the Three Kings Sword poked out of his sleeve and drilled into his hand.
The two swords intersected, and the air was torn apart, sending out a sonic boom.
There was a smile on the corner of Mu Fan's mouth, and so did Hu Junge.
After a brief look at each other, the two exchanged thousands of swords, waiting for the sword to separate.
Hu Junge's red armor had a lot more sword marks, the red line squirmed, and the sword marks disappeared, as if he had not been attacked.
The water mirror beside Mu Fan was broken layer after layer, but the water in the air didn't need money, he wanted to come as much as he wanted, he didn't even need to use the true yuan to maintain it, and controlling water was his innate instinct.
Hu Junge kicked the ground violently, and with the help of the rebound force, he crashed into Mu Fan in the air, and from a distance, it looked like a burning meteor, crashing into the water mass in the air.
Mu Fan once again integrated the Three Kings Sword into his body, using water as a sword, and the Three Kings Sword turned into soft armor to protect the vital point, and slashed out with a sword.
At the same time, he pumped the water around him in front of him, forming a huge curtain of water.
The moonlight shone on the water curtain, and was condensed into moonlight by him, and the water burned with white flames.
The red collided with the dark water mass, and the red side condensed into countless sharp cones, and Mu Fan gathered strength behind the water curtain, ready to complete the battle!
The water curtain exploded, and the red silk threads were messy.
The water mirror behind Mu Fan stretched out a pair of hands and pushed him forward with all his might, while he clenched his fists and smashed into Hu Junge.
Hu Junge's sharp cones were mostly scattered, so Mu Fan's fists slammed into his red armor, and the sound of shattering came.
"Bang!"
Mu Fan was pushed higher by the force of the recoil, his center of gravity was unstable, and he hurriedly summoned the water mirror to drag him down.
There was a loud bang below, and Hu Junge hit the blue brick of the martial arts arena and spit out a mouthful of blood.
The blood was absorbed by the red armor, and his expression was a little trance-like, and it returned to normal in a moment.
In the air, Mu Fan smiled: "The red thread on your body is too weird, dare you sleep, they can also help you kill!"
” "The moisture around you and the soft armor on your body are not bad."
Hu Junge coughed lightly.