Tyrant Immortal Master

Although Mu Yue's Zilei was terrifying, many people in the Wanhua Building didn't even know that the sound was silent, but the sound of Yang Jin's magic weapon folding fan exploded was like thunder exploding in the ears. It penetrated the entire Wanhua Building.

All of the people in the Wanhua Building were turned upside down, the beautiful prostitutes and servants, the fat-bodied clients, the maids and servants with delicious food and wine in their hands, all screaming and crying, pushing and rushing out in a huddle .

Yang Jin himself was taken aback. Although this folding fan was not his talisman, it was still a high-grade spiritual weapon. The man in front of him just waved an electric whip, which completely destroyed the magic weapon!Yang Jin was afraid at the same time, but at the same time secretly rejoiced that he hadn't said anything excessive just now, otherwise this really didn't know how it would end.

But Mu Yue's electric whip made Yang Jin guess his identity.Although there are few people in Leilingen, each sect can always pick up one or two.It's just that the only person who can send out such a powerful electric whip is Shangyuanzong's real Shuyue who has a thunder and spirit root.

"It turned out that the real Shuyue came here. I don't know why the real Shuyue was so angry. Could it be that the people below are not serving well?" Yang Jin said and glanced at the trembling kneeling on the ground. Chen Ping and the man named Yushu His eyes seemed to be very peaceful, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth, but Chen Ping and Yushu trembled even more.

Mu Yue was most annoyed by this kind of guy who smiled and didn't smile. He couldn't help but rolled his eyes, restrained the flashing lights on his body, and said in a very bad tone: "Who are you, why did I lose my temper? You shit."

Just as Yang Jin was about to speak, he suddenly froze on the spot. Just now, Mu Yue's body was flickering with lightning, and his whole body was like a beam of light. Naturally, Yang Jin didn't see Mu Yue's appearance clearly. Can you come to your senses?There is only one thought in my heart, the number one beauty in Shangyuan Continent really lives up to its reputation, if there is such a beauty in my cave...

Before the thought in his mind was finished, a fist flashing with lightning appeared in front of him. Yang Jin leaned back almost as a conditioned reflex, but the fist was so fast that he couldn't dodge it at all. He punched hard on the chin.

Sister Yang was dumbfounded, never before had there been such a direct punch among the monks, and before he had time to react, he was punched in the face again.

"You, you, you..." Yang Jin finally dodged Mu Yue's fist and threw out a defensive magic weapon. He wanted to yell, but found that because of being punched several times in a row, his tongue was stimulated by the electricity on the fist. They couldn't move anymore.

"Damn, what the hell, you dare to laugh so obscenely at me! It's not a good thing at first glance!" Mu Yue said, turning his fists, and punched Yang Jin's magic weapon one after another. on the mask.

Yang Jin was almost going crazy. He admitted that he had indeed thought of some unbearable things in his mind just now, but generally speaking, if a man is molested or even molested because of his appearance, shouldn't he just keep silent and even annoy himself looks?Why did Shuyue Daoist not only say this kind of thing, but also start doing it?Wouldn't it make him feel ashamed to say this kind of thing?

But at this time, there is no time for him to think about it. Mu Yue's fist kept hitting the mask. With five punches, the bowl-shaped magic weapon in Yang Jin's hand split open.

Yang Jin quickly took out his natal magic weapon, the dragon bone whip, and shouted: "Master Shuyue, even if our Wanhualou gives Elder Bai face, don't bully him too much! Do you really think that there is no one in our Wanhualou? "

He said this with some guilt.

There are dozens of Mahayana stage masters in Shangyuan Continent, and Yang Jin once heard that there is a Mahayana stage master in the backstage of Wanhualou.

But he is the only one who is as young as Elder Bai at the Mahayana stage. A Mahayana stage master can live for 3000 years, but he is only less than [-] years old. If he refuses to ascend, he can live at least another [-] years. [-] years is enough for many sects and families to rise and fall, so no one wants to offend him.

Moreover, most of the masters in the Mahayana period have gone to retreat to understand the way of heaven. Whoever is like Elder Bai, who is constantly fighting up and down the mountains and seas, has almost achieved his own cultivation, and there is almost no opponent in the entire Shangyuan Continent.

Yang Jin talked about giving Elder Bai face, but to be honest, would he dare not give it?Even if the entire Wanhua Building is added up, I dare not refuse to give it.

Mu Yue's face was gloomy, and he didn't pay attention to Yang Jin at all. He just felt that if he didn't let out his breath, he would explode on the spot.

Does this bastard surnamed Yang think he doesn't understand anything?He has visited the red light district in the Netherlands, the custom street in Japan, and the Royal Avenue in Thailand. How could he not know what his smile represents? !Damn it, I have to beat him to the brim today!

Thinking of this, he drew out his natal long knife and slashed at the mask.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Jin hurriedly withdrew his defensive magic weapon. He looked at the flashing purple lightning on the long knife, and thought of the folding fan that had been destroyed before. The movement continued, and countless trees suddenly grew out of the ground, covering the entire garden in an instant, surrounding Mu Yue layer upon layer.

Mu Yue slashed at a tree, and saw that the wound healed very quickly after the tree was cut, and he became even more angry.

Won't fight with me?good!

He thrust the long knife into the ground and made a few handprints with both hands. Suddenly, a large cloud appeared in the clear sky.

At this time, the people who were watching the excitement outside the Wanhua Building were frightened and hurriedly fled. Such a large cloud almost enveloped the entire Wanhua Building. It can be heard clearly from inside and outside, and if it is chopped, it will be directly turned into coke.

Yang Jin was completely insane, he didn't understand at all how things could develop to the point where they are now.He is the enshrinement of Wanhualou, and he is in charge of the branch in Langlu City. If this place is completely destroyed, there is no need for him to exist, and Wanhualou will not let him go.

"Wait, wait, don't do anything." Yang Jin hurriedly withdrew from the woods in the garden, trying to stop Mu Yue's crazy move.

"You little turtle, are you willing to come out?!" Mu Yue snorted coldly, put his hands together, and saw all the thunder and lightning in the dark clouds all over the sky merged into one, and with a "boom", they were directly facing the thunderbolt. Yang Jin's head fell off.

After all, Yang Jin is also a monk in the mid-Yuanying period. He is not as young as Mu Yue. He has collected a lot of magic weapons for hundreds of years. Seeing that it is impossible for him to use spells to resist this thunder, he hastily threw the magic weapon away. Throw them out one after another, trying to block the powerful lightning.

I don't know whether to say he was lucky or unlucky, until he threw out all the last magic weapon, and finally blocked the thunder and lightning.

When Mu Yue saw that he had actually blocked the blow with all his strength, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and moved his fingers slightly to attract another thunderbolt.

"Don't... don't do it, you have something to say." Yang Jin didn't have time to shed tears for the magic weapons he had collected so hard. Seeing that Mu Yue wanted to do it again, how could he care about face, he hurriedly begged: "Master Shuyue, I admit defeat. I just ask Master Shuyue to have a large number, and give Wanhualou a chance to correct his mistakes, no matter what you ask, Wanhualou will do it."

Mu Yue immediately glared at him with a bit of resentment, this man is also a Nascent Soul cultivator, how could he become this useless with just a thunderbolt, shouldn't he fight to the death?What a disappointment!

However, the opponents had already conceded defeat, and this was not an endless battle, so Mu Yue felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

By the way, why was he angry before?

He looked around, and remembered when he saw Chen Ping and Yushu who were already huddled at the gate of the courtyard, pointed at them, and said, "You people here are too dishonest, I asked him to find me the most popular oiran here The boy came over, but who would have thought that he would just call a boy to fool me. Do you think I should tear down your broken garden where you fooled the guests at will?"

Yang Jin was a little dumbfounded. As a priest, he naturally knew who the oirans in the garden were. He pointed at Yushu carefully, and said to Mu Yue, "The servant Shuyue is talking about is this Yushu."

Mu Yue snorted, and said, "Could it be him, you can tell at a glance that he has no hair, yet he still lied to me, saying that he is some kind of oiran?"

Yang Jin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly said: "I hope Master Shuyue will forgive me, but this person is indeed the young lady from Wanhualou."

"What did you say?" Mu Yue immediately lost his temper again, swiped his long knife, and said angrily, "I thought you really wanted to admit your mistake, but who knew you would come to lie to me too! How old is this kid? The little boy is similar, how did he become the oiran? Do you think I'm so easy to deceive?"

Seeing him drawing a knife, Yang Jinyi backed away in fright and explained: "Don't be angry with Shuyue, just listen to my explanation. Although this Yushu looks young, she is actually 14 years old. He started receiving customers at the age of 12. Nian was named Oiran because of his many benefactors, it is definitely not Wanhualou deliberately deceiving!"

Mu Yue's eyes widened immediately, and he said with an incredulous expression: "Fuck, are all your guests here perverted?"

Yang Jin didn't understand what a pervert was, so he hurriedly said: "If Master Shuyue doesn't believe it, you can ask anyone to ask. This Yushu is the number one young lady, and she doesn't pick up guests casually on weekdays. She only accepts monks or A child of an aristocratic family in Langlu City."

Mu Yue glanced at Yushu suspiciously. Although she was very handsome, there was nothing special about her. He was just an ordinary person. How could he attract so many monks and children from aristocratic families?

He thought so, and asked the same question.