Landing In The Fantastic World Chapter 31 Nalan Yanran

"Senior Sister Shangguan, I'm here!"

Mu Yu, who was already in despair, suddenly had a glimmer in his dull eyes, and waved towards Yuan Meng behind him with an excited face.

Shangguan Yier?

Yuan Meng's heart went cold, he immediately turned back, his face full of fear as he looked ahead.

However.

But there was nothing.

"Hiss!"

At this time, a spatial tearing blade made its way towards Yuan Meng's neck.

It was shockingly fast.

In the blink of an eye, the cyan colored air blade arrived in front of Yuan Meng.

It was completely unavoidable.

In a life or death situation, Yuan Meng raised his left arm and blocked the green colored wind blade.

"AHH!"

Yuan Meng let out a miserable wail.

It turned out that his left arm was forcefully cut off by this Qi blade.

A b.l.o.o.d.y severed arm appeared on the ground.

Yuan Meng held tightly to the place where his arm was cut off, blood gushing out like a waterfall, the pain was unbearable.

But the Mu Yu in front of him had long since disappeared.

When Mu Yu chose to use his left arm to block the spatial blade, he already knew that he wouldn't be able to kill him this time around.

Therefore, Mu Yu chose to use Greater Teleportation without hesitation to escape.

After continuously using several Greater Teleportation, Mu Yu had already disappeared from Yuan Meng's line of sight.

Yuan Meng was currently heavily injured, it was not very likely for him to catch up with him.

"Playing with this young master, you're still too inexperienced."

"What kind of bullsh * t spiritual stage Expert is this, with just a little trick, he can't hold on anymore? "Next time, when this Young Master comes up in terms of cultivation, it will not be as simple as breaking your arm."

After Mu Yu got rid of Yuan Meng, he looked to be in high spirits, extremely pleased with himself.

After rushing for another six hours, Mu Yu finally arrived at the foot of the Misty Cloud Mountain.

At this moment, the sound of a fight could be heard from not too far away.

"Let's not bother about that. Completing the mission is more important."

Mu Yu was also not very interested in the affairs of others. Right now, the only thing he wanted to do was to climb the Misty Cloud Mountain, enter the Misty Cloud Sect, and personally hand Shangguan Yier's letter to Yun Yun.

But in the next moment, Mu Yu changed his mind.

This was because he heard a sentence.

"Yanran, your injuries aren't light. I'll carry you back to the sect for treatment."

Yanran? Could it be the arrogant Princess of the Nalan Clan who went to the Xiao Clan to break off the engagement, Nalan Yanran?

Other than that, she was also the direct disciple of Misty Cloud Sect's Sect Master Yun Yun.

This time, wanting to pay respects to Yun Yun, was not an easy matter.

If he could start from her disciple, it would be a good choice.

Thinking about it, Mu Yu moved his body, and rushed to the location of the speaker.

A fifteen to sixteen year old girl dressed in a moon-white dress was sitting on the ground. She had delicate brows like a moth, and her skin was as smooth as cream. Her delicate earlobes had a green jade pendant hanging from them.

Beside her was a white-robed old man with an extraordinary aura. In addition, there were also dozens of black-robed corpses lying on the ground. They should be the enemies that had just fought, but they had all been killed by now.

"Uncle Ge, where are these people from?" "He actually dares to attack us under the Misty Cloud Mountain!"

The young girl in the white dress opened her eyes. Her brows were knitted tightly, as if she was still angry at the a.s.sa.s.sination attempt.

Ge Ye shook his head, sighed and said: "Looking at their cultivation technique, they seem to be experts from the evil sects, and are most likely sent by the Evil Dao's Three Great Temples. However, our Misty Cloud Sect has always been with them, so why do they want to attack us?"

"Who is it?" Ge Ye suddenly shouted out.