Chapter 31 Nalan Yanran

"Sister Shangguan, I'm here!"

Mu Yu, who was already in complete despair, suddenly burst into light in his gloomy eyes, and waved towards Yuan Meng's back with excitement.

Shangguan Yier?

Yuan Meng's heart felt cold, and he quickly turned around, looking forward with horror on his face.

However.

But nothing.

"hiss!"

At this time, a space-torn air blade struck Yuan Meng's neck.

It was astonishingly fast.

Just in the blink of an eye when Yuan Meng turned his head, the cyan air blade reached Yuan Meng's body.

It is completely unavoidable.

At the juncture of life and death, Yuan Meng raised his left arm to block the green air blade.

"what!"

Yuan Meng let out a scream of mourning.

It turned out that his left arm was severed by this air blade.

There was a bloody severed arm on the ground.

Yuan Meng clutched his severed arm tightly, blood gushed out like a waterfall, and the pain was unbearable.

But Mu Yu in front of him had long since disappeared.

When he saw Yuan Meng choose to use his left arm to resist the blade of space, Mu Yu already knew that he would not be able to kill him this time.

Therefore, Mu Yu chose to use the big teleport without hesitation and ran away.

After using several large teleports in a row, Mu Yu had disappeared from Yuan Meng's sight.

Yuan Meng is seriously injured now, and it is impossible to catch up with Mu Yu.

"Playing with the young master, you are too tender."

"What kind of bullshit is a master at the Lingtai stage? If you use a little trick, you won't be able to stand up? Next time, young master, when my cultivation level improves, it won't be as simple as breaking your arm."

After Mu Yu got rid of Yuan Meng completely, his face was radiant and proud.

After another three hours, Mu Yu finally arrived at the foot of Yunlan Mountain.

At this time, a sound of fighting came from not far away.

"Leave it alone, it's important to complete the task."

Mu Yu has no interest in other people's affairs, the only thing he wants to do now is to climb Yunlan Mountain, enter Yunlanzong, and hand over Shangguan Yi'er's letter to Yun Yun himself.

But the next moment, Mu Yu changed his mind.

Because he heard a word.

"Yan Ran, you are seriously injured, I will carry you up the mountain to the sect for treatment."

Smile? Could it be the proud princess of the Nalan family, Nalan Yanran, who went to the Xiao family to withdraw the engagement in public?

In addition, she is also a direct disciple of Yun Yun, the suzerain of the Yunlan Sect.

It is not easy for him to meet Yun Yun this time.

It would be a good choice to start from her apprentice.

Thinking of this, Mu Yu moved towards the speaker's position.

A beautiful girl of fifteen or sixteen years old in a moon-white dress and gown is sitting on the ground at this moment, her head is crescent, her skin is fat, and there is a faint delicacy between her brows, and green jade pendants hang from her delicate earlobes. The pendant shook slightly, making a crisp jade sound, but at this moment her face was pale, as if she had received serious injuries.

And beside her was an old man in white robe, who was very imposing. In addition, there were more than a dozen black robe corpses lying on the ground, which should be the enemies who had just fought, and they had all been beheaded at this time.

"Uncle Ge, where do these people come from? How dare they do anything under our Yunlan Mountain!"

The girl in the moon white dress opened her eyes, her brows were tightly frowned, as if she was still a little angry at the assassination just now.

Ge Ye shook his head, sighed softly, and said: "Looking at their skills, they seem to be masters of a cult, probably sent by the third temple of the cult, but I, the Misty Cloud Sect, have always been in harmony with them. Why are they attacking us?"

"Who?" Ge Ye suddenly shouted in the middle of speaking.