My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Seeing the two of them facing each other again, Cao Fei’er immediately called out in shock, “Eldest Senior Brother, no!”

However, the two of them, who were in a life-and-death battle, didn’t seem to hear her at all and remained unmoved.

Mu Tianyan channeled his internal energy and activated the electric seal on the Sacred Dragon Sword, preparing for the battle!

Wang Tian’s red eyes were filled with madness. At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to kill Mu Tianyan in one move!

Bang!

The moment the two powerful forces collided, a loud sound was heard and the powerful aftershock swept around the entire rooms again.

Having experienced it once, everyone present was on guard, but they were still injured by the aftershock.

Of course, except for Lu Zijia.

Clang!

Suddenly, the sound of iron breaking could be heard, and Wang Tian and Mu Tianyan were sent flying at the same time.

Lu Zijia saw that Wang Tian’s long sword was broken from the middle, and her man’s Sacred Dragon Sword was intact.

She was very satisfied with this outcome.

After all, she had personally upgraded the Sacred Dragon Sword. If it couldn’t even compare to a normal weapon, how embarrassing would it be?

As Lu Zijia thought about this, she suddenly moved and flashed behind Mu Tianyan, catching him steadily to avoid his back from hitting the wall.

At this moment, Mu Tianyan’s face was pale and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Apparently, he had suffered internal injuries.

Lu Zijia quickly stuffed a pill for internal injuries into his mouth. “Eat it.”

Mu Tianyan swallowed the pill without thinking. His painful internal organs were instantly comforted.

While Lu Zijia caught Mu Tianyan on this side, Wang Tian, on the other side, wasn’t so lucky.

His body, which was sent flying like a kite with a loose string, hit the wall fiercely. Countless cracks instantly appeared on the wall and gravel.

Bang!

He fell to the ground like a rag, spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes as red as a ghost.

“Impossible… Impossible… Impossible…”

Even though the truth was right in front of him, Wang Tian still didn’t believe that he, who had the trump card of a level-seven martial artist, still lost to Mu Tianyan, who was at the same level as him.

“Eldest Senior Brother!”

Seeing that blood was still flowing out of Wang Tian’s mouth, Lu Haozhong finally recovered from the huge shock and rushed over hurriedly.

“Eldest… Eldest Senior Brother?”

Looking at Wang Tian, who was lying on the ground in a sorry state, Cao Fei’er also had a look of disbelief on her face.

Yet, she didn’t check on Wang Tian’s condition first, and instead focused her attention on Mu Tianyan.

“Brother Yan, you… Aren’t you only at level five of Ancient Martial Arts? How… How could you defeat Eldest Senior Brother? I heard from the disciples of the family that your cultivation was destroyed before and then suddenly recovered. “Did you reconstruct your meridians and bones because you encountered a huge opportunity that even gave you the ability to challenge someone two levels higher?”

At this moment, not only did Cao Fei’er not care about Wang Tian, she even asked about Mu Tianyan’s situation. It was truly an infuriating sight.

Of course, the people who were angered to death definitely weren’t Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan.

“Pfft!”

Wang Tian suddenly spat another mouthful of bloody, then lost consciousness.