My actions seemed to be too much, but I had already rushed out. If I went back in shame, it would be too harmful to the face and too much to the morale of Beitianmen.

So I said, "I will appear early and late, and I will appear. My strength is not enough to be the finale, so I can only show off and show off."

"You, like me, are also here to show off your ugly face."

Hearing my words, Yan Wumu smiled slightly and said, "You Beitianmen are really sharp-tongued!"

I said, "You Nantianmen are really vicious."

Looking at Chang Hentian and Qingzhu, they have been helped by people from their respective sects to retreat.

In fact, Chang Hentian was helping him retreat, Qingzhu was completely lifted down, he had already fallen into a coma, and even if he woke up, his cultivation would be greatly reduced, and at least he would decline to the level of a fairy.

Changhentian lost an arm, while Nantianmen lost a holy immortal.

Judging from the losses of both parties, we made a profit in Beitianmen.

However, I still felt a pity that Chang Hentian lost one arm. If his right arm was missing, his right arm would be less powerful.

When the master saw me rushing over, he frowned and said, "Muer, you go back first."

Zixian didn't say anything, just looked at me.

I was clearly facing Yan Wumu, how could I see the things behind me clearly?

Only then did I realize that my divine eyes were still open.

Yan Wumu looked at me and said slightly: "You dare not open your eyes in front of me, are you afraid of being scared?"

I smiled and said, "So, the general leader of the Nantianmen has not opened his eyes for so many years, is he still scared?"

After I finished speaking, the monks of the North Tianmen also laughed out loud.

Although Chang Hentian lost an arm, he was not in pain at all. He laughed loudly and said, "Mr. Zhang Mu's words are right."

Changhentian laughed loudly, and the monks of the precepts who were originally a little depressed also laughed loudly. Each of them had an unstoppable heroic spirit.

There was no sound on the Nantianmen side, because Qingzhu's defeat made it unfavorable for Nantianmen to go to the army.

However, judging from the number of celestial immortals and holy immortals, the South Heaven Gate still has an absolute advantage. The current form is still extremely unfavorable to the North Heaven Gate.

If we want to turn the situation around, we must stand on the opposite side without losing the holy immortals.

But who has such strength?

Changhentian is very strong at Beitianmen, but he just defeated Qingzhu.

After hearing my words, Yan Wumu was furious and said, "Bastard, you dare to say that to our sect leader. I think you are really tired of living."

As he said that, Yan Wumu stretched out his hand and a long sword appeared out of thin air.

I didn't have his ability, so I reached out and removed the Four Soul Sword from behind and held it in my hand.

I don’t know many people outside the Northern Palace. Maybe I will be able to achieve amazing results in the battle later.

At this time, the master shouted me again: "Muer, retreat quickly, someone else will fight this battle..."

I shook my head to the master and said, "Master, everyone is fighting for me. How could I hide behind everyone? This Yan Wumu is just a celestial immortal cultivation. I can fight!"

When I said this, my colleagues in the Beitianmen all showed a look of surprise and suspicion. Many people could see that I was just a cultivation level of the Earth Immortal. I said that I could fight with the Heaven Immortal, which made them feel a little unbelievable.

The monks from the Nantian Gate started talking directly about me, not knowing that the sky is high and the earth is thick.

Someone even gave me two words: "Idiot!"

I ignored them.

Yan Wumu looked at me and smiled in surprise and said, "You are just the cultivation level of the Earth Immortal. You actually said that you can defeat me. You really don't know how high the world is."

,Wonderful!
Chapter completed!