Seeing the owner of the sharp claw, Mu Wenxuan couldn't help but frown.
That man had a huge demon tattooed on his chest, and his attire was quite similar to that of the demon mink in the triumphal battle not long ago, so he could easily be associated with the demon family of the ancient clan.
"It seems that what the Chen family said about the marriage between the Mao family and the Yao family of the ancient tribe is true?" Mu Wenxuan gritted his teeth and thought in his heart: "It seems that this matter is better than I imagined.
It’s even more difficult.”
At this time, Mao Tornado immediately became excited when he saw the owner of the sharp claw: "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, hurry up, this is the man who injured my father before, please kill him quickly."
"Oh? You can hurt my father-in-law?"
Hearing this, the demon family couldn't help but froze, turned their heads slightly, and saw Mao Can twitching on the ground. He was a little surprised: "My father-in-law has nine fingers and three stars, and his strength is only lower than mine. Little Guitou, I can't think of it."
Are you quite capable?"
"Haha, as a triumphant war god, it is disrespectful for Mao Can and the Mao family to take action against me. Do you, the Yao family, also want to get involved?" Mu Wenxuan subtly changed the topic.
However, the demon family didn't appreciate it at all. They shrugged in vain and said: "Oh? Triumph God of War? Are you the winner of this year's triumphal battle? It really makes me curious. How will that brat demon mink actually lose in the end?
you?"
"Brother Demon Diao?" Mu Wenxuan was stunned.
"That's all, I don't know what happened in this year's triumphal battle, so that a brat like you finally came out on top." The demon family obviously didn't know what happened in today's triumphal battle, so they were quite upset.
Shrugging unnecessarily: "But even so, if you want to use the name of the Triumph God of War to scare me, then you have thought too much. The Triumph God of War may be useful to the Mao family, but to my Yao family, it doesn't matter.
Not on."
Seeing that the title of Triumph God of War was useless, Mu Wenxuan felt a little uneasy: "We can't go on with this man. He is stronger than Mao Can. I'm afraid his status in the Yao family should be very noble."
"And judging from what I just said, I am probably even more powerful than Brother Demon Marten. Now let's think about how to escape." Thinking of this, he looked away from the corner of his eye, trying to find an opportunity to evacuate.
But at this time, the man from the Yao family didn't give Mu Wenxuan a chance at all. He approached Mu Wenxuan in the blink of an eye, exuding a frightening evil spirit: "Little devil, please give me your name, I am Yao Jun."
Don’t kill nameless rats.”
"Demon Horse?"
Hearing this, Mu Wenxuan took half a step back and raised a sarcastic smile: "Hahaha, it's really no wonder, why did the demon family collude with the shameless Mao family? It turns out that even the names are so similar.
, they all have horse names.”
"You brat, you're looking for death." Mao Longjun cursed violently from afar.
Yaojun was even more direct. After raising one hand, he grabbed Mu Wenxuan's neck directly: "You really don't want your life. You are already in disaster. You dare to talk back to me here. Now I will let you know that you have offended me Yaojun."
consequences.”
bump!
With one blow, Mu Wenxuan raised his silver feather feather and barely managed to block the attack, but he still took a few steps back: "Damn it, this person's strength has probably reached the peak of Nine Fingers and Three Stars. Sister Ping is now
I am no match for him."
"I've given you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it, so just be a nameless ghost." The Demon Jun snorted coldly, and immediately without hesitation, he rushed forward with one stride, one hand transformed into a sharp claw, and headed towards Mu Wenxuan
chest.
"Damn it!"
When Mu Wenxuan saw this, he couldn't help but feel frightened.
"It would be great if the Golden Bone of Dream was still there." He felt a little uneasy in his heart. If the Golden Bone of Dream was still there, he might be able to dodge attacks directly by flickering, or even escape from Mao's house.
But in the triumphal battle, all five golden bones had been taken away by the Netherworld, and now he was completely unable to recover.
"Do you think we are going to lose here?"
Looking at the sharp claws that were gradually expanding in front of him, Mu Wenxuan became more and more frightened. But at this moment, at the critical moment, a light blue light appeared, and the space in front of him suddenly rippled.
"The power of space?" Seeing the rippling space, Mu Wenxuan was stunned.
He once possessed the Golden Bone of Dreams and had a unique understanding of the power of space. Although he was not as good as the people of the Dream family, it was absolutely impossible to admit his mistakes.
"Gulu~! What is this? How is it possible? Could it be that heaven heard my prayer and made my dream come true?" Mu Wenxuan swallowed hard and frowned involuntarily.
After the space slowly tore apart, a frail old man walked out of it.
The old man's eyes were full of kindness. After Qin Shi saw it, he couldn't help but be stunned and spit out: "Unworthy, unworthy senior?"
"Haha, little friend, you still remember me."
The old man is none other than Meng Xun, the Meng family who followed Meng Fanan in the Arctic Empire.
Seeing Meng Xun, Mu Wenxuan felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart for some reason: "Senior Xun, what are you talking about? When I was in the Chenyun Empire, you helped me a lot. If it weren't for you, Wenxuan would also
We would not have achieved such an achievement today, so I would like to thank you very much."
"Haha, okay, okay, okay."
Several words fell into Meng Xun's heart, making him laugh heartily. To be honest, he watched Mu Wenxuan step by step from a young boy who didn't even understand the power of stars to where he is today.
Such an achievement.
Although the two of them didn't have much interaction, they had an indescribable feeling.
The same is true for Mu Wenxuan. Under Liu Yili's pressure, if Meng Xun hadn't come to his aid, he would have died long ago, and there would be no chance for him to stand at the top of the world.
"Mengjia? Old ghost, what do you mean?"
At this time, Yao Jun frowned and said angrily, "This matter has nothing to do with you. I advise you to stop meddling in other people's business. Otherwise, even if you are from the Meng family, don't blame me, Yao Jun, for being ruthless."
.”
"Haha, little guy, that's really disrespectful." Meng Xun glanced at Yao Jun and immediately curled his lips: "You don't understand the etiquette of respecting the elderly. How did the Yao family teach you?"
"You...are looking for death."
Hearing those words, Yaojun was furious, and immediately rushed towards Mengxun: "How dare an old man with such a low status dare to preach to me? You are really arrogant, let's see how I deal with you."
Seeing this, Mu Wenxuan was also very anxious. As Yao Jun said, Meng Xun, who was once so high and mighty to him, has now barely reached the level of Eight Fingers and is no match for Yao Jun.
"Old Xun, get out of the way."
Mu Wenxuan was anxious and rushed forward despite his serious injury, trying to help Meng Xun block Yaojun's attack.
But at this moment, Meng Xun smiled, raised his hand to stop Mu Wenxuan, and said calmly: "I am very touched that little friend Mu can have such a heart, but what about this demon kid?
If he is not jailed, we are worried, and someone will naturally deal with him."