Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

The confrontation between Zhou Mu and Yun An quickly made the lively wedding banquet deserted for a while.

For a while, the two turned out to be evenly matched.

The rest of the spectators who watched the excitement were all eating melons with relish.

It's just that they are a little farther away, so as not to spread the flames of war to themselves.

"The big guy said, who can win?" the person with good intentions said softly.

"Of course it's Yun'an. Although this guy's morals are not good, his strength lies here. Even the county guard has to avoid it by three points, let alone a small brat."

The words were full of ridicule and contempt for Zhou Mu.

As soon as these words came out, it was no surprise that there was a sound of agreement.

This is true. After all, Yun An's strength alone is obvious to everyone. Even if it is because of Yun An's actions that people are not very popular, but the strength is here, everyone can't help it. Receiving Yun'an with a smile on his face.

To some extent, this is the best embodiment of respect for strength and the law of the forest where the jungle preys on the jungle.

As the discussion here gradually heated up, the atmosphere between Zhou Mu and Yun An became very cold.

Those who can participate in the wedding banquet of the Ye Mansion are either rich or noble. Seeing that someone is causing trouble, but the host family does not respond, these people are not stupid people, and they understand it almost instantly, so they can watch the fun with peace of mind Excessive worry that things will get out of control.

After all, no matter how you say it, this is the territory of the Ye Mansion, and it is also part of the job to control the matter to the point of reconciliation.

Secondly, there are many people who are not used to Yun'an. Even facing the provocation of a brat at this moment, they feel a little pleasure in their hearts. An enemy's enemy is a friend.

Although Zhou Mu is just a stunned young man in their eyes, it does not prevent Zhou Mu's gradually bright image in their hearts.

"Let's do it, stop talking nonsense."

Seeing that Yun An was only showing off his aura and had no other intentions, Zhou Mu was a little curious, whether this guy might be stern, or his body had been hollowed out by wine, and he was haggard.

"Okay, I'll satisfy you."

Yun An sneered, his face completely gloomy, and immediately he slashed out with his palm, and in an instant, a strong wind swept out.

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With a loud noise, the whirlwind slammed into a transparent wall abruptly. The wind was violent, but it couldn't move forward any more.

"Is it so powerful?" Someone in the crowd asked in surprise.

"Wait, am I dazzled? Is there another person in front of that person?"

A sharp-eyed person said in shock.

Immediately afterwards, he rubbed his eyes, and after seeing clearly, he couldn't help but gasped.

I saw that in front of Zhou Mu, there was indeed a figure, wearing a white robe, with a lean and capable figure, which made the clothes look a bit unsuitable and empty, as if a child was naughty wearing them. The feeling of adult clothing.

However, none of the people present at the moment dared to laugh.

It's just because that person just stood there, that seemingly powerful attack could not move forward at all, and it had the majestic momentum of being one man in charge of the other.

This level of strength has really reached a terrifying situation.

Seeing that person, Yun An's eyes suddenly shrank like a big earthquake, and immediately revealed a look of horror.

After he reached the saint realm, he felt the horror of this realm more and more.

Even if he is the ruler of Shu County today, he is entitled to not take it to heart. After all, in his perception, Wu Yuan's strength is at most equal to his own, but the person in front of him has a feeling like an abyss, which cannot be seen in the depths. bottom feeling.

As soon as his spiritual consciousness was released, there was a feeling of sinking into the sea.

In the attic, after seeing Zhang Zhu appear, Zeng Bufan's vicissitudes of face were reddish due to shock. He took several breaths in succession, stepped forward suddenly, through the window lintel, widened his eyes, carefully After staring at it for a long time, he slowly turned around and looked at Ye Mu with a face full of shock.

At this moment, the latter looked calm.

Zeng Bufan said: "My lord, you are a mid-stage saint king..."

"Hey, you can actually see his cultivation?" At this time, Ye Mu said in surprise.

He was just guessing about Zhang Zhu's cultivation level at the beginning, and he was still uncertain, but he was still at the peak of the saint and the early stage of the saint king, he was undecided, but Zeng Bufan accurately stated Zhang Zhu's cultivation level.

It seems that he guessed right, Zeng Bufan still has two brushes.

Ye Mu said with a smile in his heart: The people given by this system are really good...

That's right, he is also a time traveler, Goldfinger is like Lu Shan, a mysterious and powerful old man.

……

Zhang Zhu, who was dressed in white, looked at Yun An not far away. With a blank face, he just waved his hand lightly. The latter felt a huge force coming, his eyes darkened, and then Lost consciousness.

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In Ye Mansion, there was a sound of gasping for air.

Many gazes were filled with horrified gazes at this moment. They guessed that the two would be in a one-sided situation. After all, that person appeared quietly. Looking at it like that, it is reckoned to be a ruthless character.

But they never imagined that Zhang Zhu would be able to deal with Yun'an, who was a saint at the beginning of his cultivation, so simply and neatly. This was no longer crushing, but a unilateral slaughter.

In the attic, Ye Mu saw this scene, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's amazing."

Zeng Bufan was still in a daze. At this moment, a violent earthquake was happening in his heart, and it didn't subside for a long time.

He has lived most of his life, and he can still meet such a powerful warrior, so his life will not be in vain.

……

Yun An died.

Die very simply.

It directly turned into a wisp of spiritual energy, dissipated and annihilated.

In the courtyard, they watched helplessly as a saint who was so powerful that he moved mountains and filled seas and ruled all things fell.

This level of battle is no longer something they can intervene in.

Saints, for them, are already an existence that can only be regarded as the back of their necks, and they are the goal they pursue for life.

However, a saint just fell in front of them, and that body, which was as majestic as a god, fell into the dust at this moment, which made them unable to accept it for a while.

But Zhang Zhu didn't care about that, seeing that the trouble had been resolved, a smile appeared on his face as old as tree bark under the white robe, and then he turned around slowly, and just when he was about to speak, Jiang Jinyu spoke , "Uncle Zhang, aren't you making trouble for me?"

Seeing Jiang Jinyu's reproachful words, Zhang Zhu froze in place, a trace of panic slowly emerged in his eyes that had experienced many vicissitudes.