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Chapter 329 The grievances of the sect

"I hope you can survive. I don't want to lose such a good partner. How boring it would be."

An Yun murmured in a low voice at the violent energy storm in front of him. His three moves had been completed, and Mu Chen had already taken these three moves. On the other hand, it had already been considered as completing the agreement.

A huge black witch shadow appeared in the air, and Mu Chen's figure was completely submerged. The atmosphere at the scene became extremely solemn. An Yun's last move showed almost no mercy, which was a heavy test for Mu Chen's current strength.

But as the true emperor, how could Mu Chen die so easily!

Sure enough, after a moment, the violent energy storm completely disappeared. The originally flat ground had become a giant ruin, looking in a mess, which shows how fierce An Yun's offensive was.

"Ahem!"

Just as An Yun almost lost his expectations, a weak cough broke the solemnity around him. This sound was officially heard from Mu Chen, and he actually resisted the offensive and stocked it down!

"You slaying guy, I'm going to kill you!"

Mu Chen's figure surged out like a ghost, and almost instantly came to An Yun. At this time, Mu Chen was already in a state of turmoil. He had only one thought in his heart, which was to kill the other party to avenge his previous shame.

Countless sharp branches as sharp as swords pierced out of the void and headed around An Yun. Each of these branches pierced into extremely tricky positions, trying to kill the other party with one move.

However, An Yun still looked as stable as Mount Tai. He saw that Mu Chen was already at the end of the mast and oars and had no substantial killing ability.

"Hey, hey, the three moves agreed upon. Don't go too far, or I will turn against you."

An Yun did not fight back, but chose to avoid the attack of the branches. His body movement was very agile, as if a fish were swimming in the water. Under such a strange body movement, Mu Chen's attack was once again lost.

"San, if I hadn't taken the last attack, would I still have the life to stand in front of you?"

Mu Chen still chased and vented his hatred in his heart. He kept making seals with his hands, and small spiritual arrays burst into pieces at An Yun. Whenever the energy in his body was about to be exhausted, Mu Chen would circulate the Sutra of the World of the World, madly absorbing the energy from the surrounding areas.

Under such circumstances, Mu Chen almost possessed an inexhaustible source of energy. In addition, An Yun did not intend to resist, so he was chased and beaten by Mu Chen in a mess. However, with his agile body, he almost never invades everything, and he looked like he was as idle as if he was walking in the air.

In the end, Mu Chen was exhausted and leaned against a big tree panting. After a crazy vent, his anger disappeared. However, he also saw An Yun's sincerity. Being able to not fight back while he was desperately trying, it can be seen that the other party really chose the alliance.

"You're relieved. I told you that it was just a three-step test. You just don't listen."

An Yun shrugged innocently and was chased by Mu Chen for half an hour like crazy. Even if he was extraordinary, he would be too brave to bear it.

"Pretend to be your sister. What's your purpose?"

Mu Chen cursed angrily and asked the other party with a serious look on his face.

"It's nothing. I can't stand the people in the sect. I just want to find a companion to vent in the Tianlong Realm."

When talking about his own sect, An Yun's face flashed with a solemn look, as if he had an indescribable hidden feeling in his heart. Mu Chen noticed this action, which aroused the latter's interest even more.

"The genius of the Wuji Dao Sect are actually tired of their own sects. If they say it, they will probably be ridiculed by other sects."

Mu Chen sneered and did not trust the other party completely. Judging from the moves he fought with An Yun, the opponent's strength was extremely terrifying. I believe he was also a top genius in the Wuji Sword Dao. A genius of this level must have enjoyed all the resources of the sect since childhood, and was superior since childhood. He would not get tired of the sect.

"Why, don't you believe it and miss me? Well, you don't understand."

An Yun smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the sky with melancholy and silent.

"As a genius of the top ten sects, this man does not have the arrogance of those top sects. Perhaps what he said is true."

Mu Chen thought about it carefully, and he found that An Yun had no arrogance from beginning to end, which was almost completely different from the Blood Heavenly Flower of the Blood Evil Sect.

"I can trust you for the time being and walk with you. But when I find my four senior brothers, we will part ways."

Mu Chen pondered for a moment and finally agreed to An Yun's proposal. Having such a great master walking together also has great guarantees for his own life safety, assuming that An Yun will not stab him in the back.

An Yunrao asked with interest: "Oh? Do you have four senior brothers? Which sect do you come from?"

"Zhoutian Shenluo Palace!"

Speaking of his own sect, Mu Chen had a look of pride on his face. He said loudly: "Although there are only a few people in the sect, each of us has obtained the master's handwritten mantle, especially my four senior brothers. Maybe you are not their opponent, tsk tsk."

"I am not their opponent? It's interesting and interesting. In the Northern Region, few people dare to say this in front of me. I am looking forward to the day I meet them."

Hearing Mu Chen's words, An Yun's eyes ignited a fierce fighting spirit. As a genius of Wuji Sword, he also longed to fight with the powerful young generation. This time he looked down on Mu Chen, largely because the other party had the strength that made him feel afraid.

"How is it? Do you want to join forces with me? This is the last time I asked you. If you don't have a fate, forget it. The forced melon is not sweet, and I don't want to force others to do anything."

An Yunbian's face became serious, and his eyes were solemn, Mu Chen asked.

"Yes, I hope you can keep your promise and not attack me before meeting your own sect's large army."

Mu Chen stretched out his arm towards An Yun, and soon he received a response. An Yun also looked sincere. In this way, the alliance between the two geniuses was finally formed!

Mu Chen asked, "Where are you going next? I'm a road nerd."

"The dragon burial remains. Rumors are burying the corpse of the real dragon. If you can obtain the inheritance of the real dragon craft, even if you win the final battle of the gods, you will be a big winner."

An Yun's words were immediately approved by Mu Chen.

Mu Chen's mouth raised a curve, staring at the sky with interest, and murmured in a low voice: "Is the ruins of the dragon burial? Senior brother Su Ming, can you meet you there?"
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