Hokage no Wave Wind Muruto

In the dead of night, Zhu Yijun, the ninety-fourth level purple-gold soul master, suddenly opened his eyes, although he was old, his gaze at this time was still extremely fierce.

“Little brother, what are you?” Zhu Yijun looked at the Muriu people in front of him, and his back was full of cold sweat.

If it weren’t for the fact that when he was cultivating, he always felt uneasy, and the ghost made the god open his eyes, saying that he might not have found that there was actually one more person in his room.

“It’s really surprising, the information shows that Your Excellency is a ninety-four-level purple-gold soul master, but now you have reached level ninety-five!”

Mu Liuren looked at each other, there was not a trace of soul power fluctuation on his body, as if he was an ordinary person.

But the words that come out are not at all like what an ordinary person can say.

When Zhu Yijun heard this, his face sank, and he walked down directly from the bed, with a guarded look.

Although the Mu Liuren looked harmless to humans and animals, and had no soul power fluctuations, Zhu Yijun could still feel an inexplicable threat.

“Is that strange weapon today the work of a little brother?” Zhu Yijun seemed to have thought of something, glanced at the empty pillar, and asked aloud.

When Mu Liuren heard this, a handful of bitterness appeared in his hand, and he said lightly: “If you say this, it is indeed my doing!” ’

Zhu Yijun listened to Mu Liuren’s answer, his brows furrowed, and said, “Little brother, why did you do this, did the old man offend the little brother?!” ”

“No, before this, I have never seen the old gentleman in Xia, this time, this is the first time!” Mururien shook his head and replied very calmly.

“Then why?” Zhu Yijun’s body is full of momentum, stepping on nine brilliant auras under his feet, his gray beard is fluttering slightly, at this moment he is no longer an old man who is dying, but a god of war who can shock all directions.

Although Zhu Yijun was jealous of the weirdness of envying people, as a ninety-five-level purple-gold soul master, he had experienced so many years of strong winds and rains, and naturally he would not flinch.

Moreover, this place is still the Eastern City, the base of the Suzaku Empire in the East, and there is no room for mistakes.

When Mu Liuren heard this, he chuckled and took a few steps forward.

With each step, a blood-red soul ring appeared under the feet of the Muriu people, until after six steps, the Muryu people stepped on six blood-red auras.

At this time, the Muryu people, like gods, too!.” 100,000-year soul ring? Six? That’s impossible! The scene in front of Zhu Zhi directly fell into shock.

Not to mention the scarcity of the 100,000-year soul ring, Cheng said that the 100,000-year soul ring was less than the ninth level, and the soul master could not absorb it either.

Even if it was a sacrifice, it was impossible for six 100,000-year soul beasts to be sacrificed one after another. -.. But what happened to this scene in front of him, even Zhu Yijun, who had lived for more than a hundred years, did not know.

“Originally, I came to kill you, but I didn’t expect you to break through to level ninety-five, and now it seems that it is not something I can easily kill!”

Mu Liuren and Zhu Yijun were only less than three meters away at this time, and the momentum of the two collided with each other, forming a powerful whirlwind.

The daily necessities in the house were shattered at this moment.

“Kill me?”

When Zhu Yijun heard this, his face was extremely gloomy, and he said coldly: “Although I don’t know what is going on with you, even if you have six hundred thousand year soul rings, you are still just a sixth-level soul master, and the rank is in front of you, you are not my opponent!” ”

Muren chuckled and said, “This is not necessarily, the rank may be an insurmountable gap in front of you, but for me, it may not be!” ”

After speaking, Mulurien crossed his hands, and his huge soul power turned into a little starlight, like fireflies surrounding Mulurien.

With a bang, the hands of the Mururian turned into ten sharp claws, and the cold light of Sen was even more fierce under the reflection of the light.

Seeing this, Zhu Yijun launched his soul technique at the same time, and a loud phoenix roar rushed straight into the sky, and two orange flames seemed to appear in the old man’s cloudy eyes.

Bang!

The two stepped on each other, and the figure disappeared instantly, and the original house also disintegrated in an instant at that moment.

The two of them are fighting quickly, both of them are beast martial souls, and hand-to-hand combat has become the mainstream.

Although Zhu Yijun is a ninety-five-level purple-gold soul master, his age is too old after all, plus he has not made a move with anyone for a long time, and his hands and feet are a little rusty for a while.

Although the Mu Liu people are only a sixth-level soul master, and they are far from Zhu Yijun, with the particularity of the Mu Liu people, they are in a short period of time, and they are no different from the other party.

Rumble!

The two exchanged a move, and both retreated.

Zhu Yijun stood in place with a very solemn face, golden flames wrapped around his body, and the wounds on his body were healing rapidly.

As for Mururen, his face was a little pale, and his chest was covered with a golden light shield, like flames.

Just now, with that blow, the Muryu people used the power of the Nine Lamas in time, otherwise, they would not necessarily be really injured by the other party.

“It seems that I really underestimated the strength of the ninety-fifth level Purple Gold Soul Master, originally I thought that I could barely resist for a while with my own strength, but I didn’t expect that I would almost be injured by you just one face!”

Mu Liuren glanced at his chest and said with some regret. _

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