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"This..." Qiu Song stroked his beard and hesitated, but Qiu Menghan stood up at the side.

"Just you? Want to challenge me?"

Qiu Menghan had a sarcastic look on her face. She was a high-level martial artist, one level higher than Mu Yan, and she was also a genius. Otherwise, she would not have been accepted as a disciple by King Xuanfeng Martial Arts.

Now this young man dares to challenge himself, he is simply overestimating his abilities.

"Why, don't you dare?" Mu Yan said contemptuously.

"Hmph! I'm still afraid of you, so let's just compete."

Qiu Menghan stood up from the chair, rushed towards Mu Yan, and slapped Mu Yan's chest with her white palms.

Mu Yan did not appear panicked at all when Qiu Menghan suddenly attacked someone without any warning. He only saw him fighting back in an even more explosive way. He retracted his right hand and held it like a claw. He didn't care about Qiu Menghan's attack and rushed forward. go.

Qiu Menghan looked at Mu Yan's formation, and it was clear that she was exchanging injuries for injuries. Although she could slap Mu Yan on the chest and cause damage to him, she would also be buckled by Mu Yan's claws. Hold your neck, life or death is not up to you.

She quickly changed her tactics.

Mu Yan seemed to have expected that Qiu Menghan would do this. During the gap between her changing moves, the figure moved behind her like a ghost and slashed at the back of Qiu Menghan's neck with his hand knife.

"Jingtao Sword Technique!"

Seeing that he was about to lose, Qiu Menghan became a little anxious and started to unleash his special moves.

Her index and middle fingers joined together, and the sharp sword energy burst out from her fingertips, slashing towards Mu Yan.

"Across all directions!"

Mu Yan also used his special skill, gathering his true energy in his palms, turning it into a sword, and slashed out violently.

But after all, his cultivation level was one level lower, and the power of Qiu Menghan's sword energy quickly surpassed that of Dao Gang and drowned it.

But at this moment, Mu Yan's figure flashed, and he did not know what movement technique he used, and appeared in front of Qiu Menghan like a phantom. Before Qiu Menghan understood what was going on, he was slapped on his delicate face.

This slap showed no mercy. Qiu Menghan's body fell to the ground with huge inertia, half of his face swelled, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

And she was completely confused. What happened? How could she suddenly lose?

"This slap is your punishment for being rude to my father."

Mu Yan took the marriage document, glanced at Qiu Menghan condescendingly, and tore it into pieces bit by bit.

"To be honest, I'm really glad that you came to break the contract. With such a handsome appearance and unruly and stupid character, if I were really allowed to be with you, it would be really torture."

Mu Yan said and sprinkled the fragments of the marriage certificate on Qiu Menghan's body.

Qiu Menghan was lying on the ground, his face flushed, his eyes staring at Mu Yan with hatred, his teeth chattering, and blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

She has never been treated like this since she was a child, and now she feels ashamed. At the same time, she hates Mu Fan in her heart and wants to cut him into pieces.

"How dare you humiliate Meng Han like this and seek death!" Du Yu, who was sitting next to him, suddenly stood up angrily. His aura suddenly exploded and he rushed towards Mu Yan.

"A strong man in the Wuzong realm!"

Mu Yan was a little shocked and wanted to avoid Du Yu's attack, but found that the air around him was extremely dense, and his body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.

"The power of heaven and earth!" Mu Yan felt desperate when he saw Du Yu's blow to his chest.

With his current strength, the strong men in the Wuzong realm would be crushed by him, and with Du Yu's hateful blow, even if he was lucky enough to survive, he would probably be half disabled.

"How dare you be so presumptuous in front of me!"

At this time, Mu Fan, who was watching everything quietly from the side, his eyes became extremely cold.

The brilliance of the void mirror contained in his sea of ​​qi flickered, releasing powerful space power. The space where Du Yu was located was suddenly solidified and suppressed. He originally rushed towards Mu Yan's body and fell to the ground, unable to move.

Du Yu twisted his head with difficulty and looked at Mu Fan with horrified eyes. He didn't expect this ordinary-looking old man to be so powerful!

Mu Fan stood up and walked to Du Yu, "You just had murderous intentions towards Mu Yan, right?"

Click!

Mu Fan stepped on Du Yu's arm, and the huge force caused his arm bones to crack.

The severe pain made Du Yu's face distorted, but now he could not move at all and could only roar.

Qiu Song, who was on the side, quickly stepped forward to stop him, "Brother Mu, Du Yu is a disciple of King Xuanfeng Wu. You should let him go quickly, so as not to offend King Xuanfeng Wu."

"oh?"

Mu Fan turned to look at Qiu Song and sneered: "Qiu Song, Qiu Song! Stop showing off your little thoughts to me. Do you think I'm old and confused?"

"Your family has been prospering over the years. What do you think you rely on?"

"Why would the Martial Arts Alliance give you various orders, why would the army send teams to escort your goods, and why would the federal government's procurement fall on your little family?"

"Why did Xuanfeng take a fancy to your daughter and accept her as a disciple? Is your daughter really outstanding compared to those real geniuses?"

Every time Mu Fan said something, Qiu Song's face turned pale. When he finished speaking, Qiu Song felt extremely shocked. He stood there blankly and looked at Mu Fan in disbelief.

"And you!"

Mu Fan lifted Du Yu up like a chicken, "Even if your master sees me, he will call me big brother, but you, a junior, dare to speak rudely in front of me and want to kill me in front of me." Heir!"

Du Yu looked at Mu Fan in horror and trembled, "Could it be that...you are the big brother Mu that Master always talks about!"

Thinking of this, Du Yu came to his senses with a jolt and said quickly: "Master, please forgive me. I am blind and cannot see Taishan. Please spare me! Please spare me!"

Mu Fan glanced at Du Yu with disgust, then threw him out the door, "Go away, don't let me see you again."

Du Yu found that his body could move, so he quickly knelt down outside the door and kowtowed a few times flatteringly, "Thank you for your forgiveness, uncle! Thank you for your forgiveness, uncle!"

Then, Du Yu glanced at Qiu Song and Qiu Menghan with a resentful look on his face, then turned away with his right arm hanging weakly.

This time he suffered heavy losses from being tricked by the father and daughter. Not only was he so seriously injured, he would probably be severely punished by his master Xuanfeng when he returned.

"Brother Mu, actually I..."

Here, Qiu Song realized that something was wrong and wanted to explain something, but was interrupted by Mu Fan.

"Qiu Song, from now on, our two families will no longer have any sworn ties. Mu Yan will see you off!"

"okay!"

Mu Yan felt extremely happy at this moment. His father was so domineering! This is what a warrior should look like.

"Mr. Qiu Song, please!"