Landing in the Fantastic World

Mu Yu couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air when he saw this. He felt a cold breeze between his legs.    

The golden Eye of Great Prophecy gradually disappeared from his forehead, and the scene disappeared from his mind.    

He then opened his eyes and looked at Moh Lan, who still knew nothing about it. He couldn't help but want to laugh.    

"What are you laughing at?"    

When he saw Mu Yu looking at him with a mocking expression, Moh Lan revealed an unhappy expression.    

"Your egg is going to break!" Mu Yu kept his smile and said calmly.    

"What?"    

All the disciples of Misty Cloud Sect were dumbfounded. It took them a while to regain their senses, and they could vaguely understand the meaning of Mu Yu's words.    

At this moment, all of them were looking at the space between Moh Lan's legs with suspicion in their eyes.    

Nalan Yanran also understood what was going on when she saw the looks of the crowd. Her face instantly turned red, and she muttered to herself, "Mr Mu is clearly a gentle young man, but why did he say such vulgar words at this moment?"    

Moh Lan could not help but tighten his legs and warn with anger on his face, "If you want to attack me, we will just fight openly. Why do you want to use such dirty and dirty means?"    

"It is not me." Mu Yu shook his head.    

Sigh, in front of me, all of your actions and actions seem so ignorant.    

Hearing that Mu Yu did not want to attack him, Moh Lan's uneasy heart suddenly relaxed and said, " Humph! Other than you, I really don't believe that anyone in the hall would dare to do this to me!"    

" Bang, bang, bang... "    

At this time, there were actually two sect disciples fighting beside them.    

Judging from the uniform of the sect, it was a disciple of the Three Clarities Sect and a disciple of the Heavenly Profound Sect.    

The two of them had a grudge against each other. Now that they had met here, it could be said that they were enemies.    

The fat disciple of the Heavenly Profound Sect, his punches were sharp and his moves were forceful.    

As for the skinny disciple from the Three Clarity Monastery, his movement technique was nimble and nimble, and he was floating in the air without a trace.    

For a moment, neither of them could do anything to the other.    

"What else do you know besides hiding? If you're a man, then come and fight me face to face." A disciple of the Heavenly Profound Sect bellowed.    

The disciple of the Three Clarities Monastery was also angered by this. He said, "Let's fight face to face. Don't think that I'm afraid of you."    

The two disciples stood where they were and began to circulate the Spiritual Force in their bodies. Their Qi was rising steadily.    

When their auras reached their peak, the two of them attacked at the same time.    

"Dragon Soaring Current!"    

The disciple of Heavenly Profound Sect flew up into the sky and punched with all his strength, creating a crackling sound in the air.    

"Light Yuan Technique!"    

Seeing the incomparably strong punch of the disciple of the Heavenly Profound Sect, a glimmer of hope flashed in the eyes of the disciple of the Three Clarities Monastery. His whole body flew up in an instant, completely dodging the punch of the disciple of the Heavenly Profound Sect.    

"Shameless!"    

The disciples of the Heavenly Profound Sect were extremely angry. What happened to a head-on confrontation? What the f * ck was he trying to trick me again?    

The disciples of the Heavenly Profound Sect were still flying in the air, and they were fiercely smashing towards the front.    

At this moment, Moh Lan was standing right in front of the disciple of Heavenly Profound Sect.    

The power of this punch was unleashed towards Moh Lan's face without holding back.    

"Not good!"    

The disciples of Heavenly Profound Sect knew that their punch was going to hit the wrong person, so they quickly turned around to deflect the force.    

However, this punch was done by him with all his strength. The force was too powerful, and it was difficult for him to completely deflect it.    

The direction of the punch's force shifted downwards.    

The pupils of the disciples of Misty Cloud Sect shrunk. The direction that the fist of the disciple of Heavenly Profound Sect was pointing towards was the spot between Moh Lan's legs.    

"Pa!"    

This punch had hit the critical spot between Moh Lan's legs as he had wished.    

Everyone closed their eyes and could not bear to look at the scene in front of them.