Chapter 1279: Mu Yunyun shot

Chapter 1279
"Oh my God!"
"too terrifying!"
There was a horror around the arena, and the exclamation sounded one after another. Before everyone could see what was going on, Pang Ning had already snorted and flew out of the ring!
rumble!
Duanmu Yunqi folded his arms behind his back, and the broken spiritual power on the ring dissipated. He coldly watched Pang Ning's figure fall to the ground, nodded slowly, revealing a haughty smile.
"I have to say, how much your performance surprised me!"
For him, this is already a very high evaluation.
In his opinion, no matter who these seven people are, it is impossible for him to be moved.
However, he did not expect that Pang Ning, who was the first to appear, surprised him. It seemed that the strength of these disciples was not as unbearable as he had imagined.
It can even be said that he is only stronger than he was three years ago!
"Nine breaths, two moves failed!"
The elder Zongmen's eyes slowly converged, announcing and recording the result of this fight.
After all the seven disciples played against each other, this was the basis for judging the level of strength.
After Pang Ning landed, he clenched his fists tightly. Before the bloodline spirit power that had just been activated had time to burn, it was forcibly suppressed by Duanmu Yunqi.
Although a little lonely, it is a good thing for him.
If he really does not hesitate to burn his blood to fight against the opponent, he may be able to last longer, but his foundation will inevitably be impacted, and it will inevitably affect his performance in the Canglan Country Martial Arts Conference.
However, judging from his unrelenting performance just now, it seems that he doesn't care about these at all.
Perhaps in his opinion, the hatred on his body is far more important than the performance of the martial arts conference!
After a moment of silence, Pang Ning suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and the tightly clenched fists slowly loosened, and the astonishing breath revealed on his body was gradually condensed, and he lowered his head and walked quietly back to the ring.
"Next!" said the elder Zongmen loudly.
"I come!"
As soon as the words fell, a disciple in white robe jumped onto the ring.
"Mu Yunyun!" Duanmu Yunqi's eyes were faintly bright, and he looked at each other leisurely, with a faint smile on his lips.
Since Mu Yunyun often assists the inner sect elder in dealing with some affairs, his status is undoubtedly a half higher than the average inner sect genius, and because of this, Duanmu Yunqi treats him somewhat differently.
But status and status are one thing, but strength is another.
"Brother Duanmu, you are offended!"
Mu Yunyun smiled and nodded.
"You don't have to be polite, pastor brother, just do it, but I won't let you!" Duan Mu Yunqi lightly glanced at the elder Zongmen from the corner of his eye, with a ridiculous expression on his face.
"Hahahaha!" Mu Yunyun shook his head and laughed, naturally understanding what the other party meant.
In the presence of the high-ranking sect and countless colleagues, Duan Mu Yunqi just wanted to keep his hands and it was impossible. That would only be accused of being unfair, and he would be willing to do bad things and cause unnecessary negative effects on Mu Yunyun.
"Senior Brother Duanmu joked. Is Zongmen Huiwu a child's play? Let's do our best without any reservation. Don't talk nonsense. I'm here!"
Boom!
Mu Yunyun yelled, and his breath soared!
A white cloud-like aura rose into the sky from him, causing the upper void to instantly transform into a huge white mysterious moon in a flurry of trembling.
The astonishing martial arts will spread arbitrarily, not inferior to Pang Ning at all, and it is even more profound than that!
"Yes! Such strength is indeed worthy of the favor of Zongmen elders!"
Duanmu Yunqi nodded and smiled, showing a hint of appreciation. He still didn't make a direct shot like he had dealt with Pang Ning, but only used the aura of cultivation to crush and impact.
boom!
Accompanied by a deep roar, the red spiritual power surged out, sweeping towards Mu Yunyun.
This tyrannical aura made countless inner disciples shocked and horrified. It was enough to crush any of them directly, but for experts like Pang Ning and Mu Yunyun, they were still able to face it, even I can still strike back, I have to say that the gap in cultivation is really helpless!
"Good job!"
Mu Yunyun yelled, his eyes skyrocketed, and the whole body curled wildly with white light!
Swish swish swish... the harsh scream suddenly sounded, driven by his spiritual power, Duanmu Yunqi's coercion was quickly resolved, and the impact instantly reduced by nearly half.
However, there was still a huge force through the barrier of the white aura and directly bombarded Mu Yunyun's body.
Deng Deng Deng... Mu Yun's face was slightly dark, and he couldn't help taking a few steps back, but after gritted his teeth and shook his arms, he forcibly stood still.
In a blink of an eye, he yelled again, and steadily pushed toward the opponent with steps that seemed to be heavy. Every step of the fall caused the entire ring to shake, as if there was a power of shaking the ground!
"Not bad!" Duanmu Yunqi's eyes flickered, and he nodded slowly.
He had known Mu Yunyun's strength a long time ago, otherwise he would not have been able to enter the eyes of the Inner Sect elders and become the elders' trusted right-hand man.
But Mu Yunyun's cultivation base is still somewhat inferior after all, and there is still no possibility to shake Duanmu Yunqi!
However, just after Duanmu Yunqi's contemplation, the spiritual power on Mu Yunyun's legs suddenly soared, and his footsteps suddenly increased several times!
"Brother Duanmu, be careful!"
Boom!
Mu Yun yelled wildly, a fierce color appeared in his eyes, and he raised his arms and palms out.
A series of dull roars followed, and dozens of thick white giant palms condensed in an instant, involuntarily rushing toward the other side in a dense and dense manner.
Every palmprint printed creates a layer of spiritual power fluctuations in the void, and a dozen palmprints are connected together. Not only are layers stacked, but the spiritual power fluctuations they bring are also dazzling and surprised!
"Huh?" Duanmu Yunqi narrowed his eyes, then smiled coldly, and then lifted his right palm to cut out.
Bang bang bang bang!
His movements seem to have only one palm, but after cutting it out, a dozen fire-colored palm prints were separated instantly, each of which exuded amazing power, and cut into the white palm prints like a ruin.
Boom... Boom!
Amid the dull blast, a dozen white palm prints collapsed together, turning into a messy hurricane and spreading away, but did not cause any impact on Duanmu Yunqi.
"Hiss!" Mu Yunyun's eyes shrank, and his heart was shocked.
Although he knew that the opponent was strong, he didn't really understand until now that this feeling is like a mortal facing a high mountain, it is a feeling of having more than one heart but not having enough energy.
"If the pastor's brother only has this level of strength, I'm not welcome!"
Duanmu Yunqi sneered proudly, and the whole body's breath surged and he wanted to use means to shock his opponent.
"Senior Brother Duanmu, don't be too careless, this competition is not over yet!"