Bai Yan stood like a bamboo, standing indifferently without moving.

In the eyes of some people, she thinks she has been frightened by Muleng's strong momentum.

Mu Leng sneered at the corner of her mouth, and with a clang, her sword seemed to be cut on a hard stone, and the blade of the sword was recessed into a large section.

The sneer on her lips froze suddenly.

With a startled gaze, she suddenly found that one hand blocked her long sword in the land where her sword fell.

The woman's wrist is very slender, and her palm is as white as jade, let alone a drop of blood, even the skin has not been damaged.

Everyone was stunned.

The Zhongnan brothers who were about to shoot were dumbfounded.

Only Wen Xunhuan's unbridled laughter spread on the banks of the quiet river, seeming to laugh at Muleng's self-control.

Mu Leng's forehead overflowed with cold sweat, and she waved her sword again without believing. This time, her sword fell on Bai Yan's shoulder, and with a clatter, she ripped open her clothes.

Bai Yan frowned: "Defense can only be applied to the flesh, but it can't protect the clothing, it's a pity ..."

Others are astonishing her hard body, but she is sorry for a dress?

Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't even say a word, and their hearts shivered.

"I originally wanted you to make three moves, but unfortunately, you damaged my clothes ..." Bai Yanliang's sly eyes turned to Mureng, "So, I will no longer give you a third move."

boom!

Bai Yan's hand fell suddenly, and landed on Mureng's head.

Mu Leng's head burst like a watermelon, and the blood stained the ground ...

"Do not!"

Seeing the fall of the lover, Mu Zhen's eyes were riveting and angry, and his eyes were filled with resentment and ruthlessness: "You dare to kill my disciple, I will never spare you!"

boom!

The momentum of the Zunjie seniors all broke out. Mu Zhen clenched her fists and rushed towards Bai Yan, but she was blocked by Zhong Nan's fist as soon as she arrived in front of Bai Yan.

"When I want to hurt my disciples in my face? You can't die when I am Zhong Nan?"

boom!

When the two fists met, Mu Zhen's footsteps receded back. She clenched her fists tightly, her vicious eyes like a poisoned dagger, and stared at Zhong Nan dyingly.

"Zhongnan!"

These two words were spoken by her teeth.

If it is only a Zhongnan, it may not be her opponent, but beside him, there is also a Zhongbei!

If the two old men join forces, she can't take advantage!

Bai Yan squinted across Mu Zhen and slowly looked to the Zhongnan brothers: "Master, your hatred, I will repay you."

The two old men were stunned, their mouths were bitter, but their eyes were very relieved.

Bai Yan killed Muleng only because Mu Zhen had killed their apprentices. She reported it again and again. She killed Mu Zhen's apprentice first, which also made her try to feel the heartache.

In this life, Mu Zhen was not married, and Muleng was her only disciple, and with her surname, she could see how much she was devoted to this disciple.

Now that Tu'er has been killed in front of her, how can there be no hate in her heart?

"Yan'er, are you Zunjie?"

Zhong Bei asked in silence.

From the moment of confession, she breathed out, and anyone could feel her strength.

Therefore, the two elders discovered that their disciples had already reached the rank of honor.

"Sorry, I lied to you before. Later, I will give you an explanation." Bai Yan said apologetically.

The two elders are very sincere to her, and for her own self-interest, she deceived the two elders ...