Chapter 591: Engaging Lan Ruo’s Mentality

Going west for 180,000 miles, we have reached the hinterland of the Ten Thousand Monsters Forest, where there is a green valley filled with peach blossoms in full bloom.

"Let's just go here. I think the environment here is pretty good and the space is vast enough. It's a suitable place for discussion."

Lan Ruo tiptoed and landed on a peach tree. Against the backdrop of her fairy spirit, the surrounding peach blossoms seemed to bloom more vividly.

Zhao Mu shrugged: "I have no objection."

"Then get ready to accept the challenge. I have been practicing hard in seclusion this year, and my strength has improved by no means. If you are still complacent about your experience of defeating me, be careful of losing too ugly."

Lan Ruo's smile was as bright as a flower, and her eyebrows were full of excitement.

She practiced hard in seclusion for a year just to wait for today to avenge her shame.

“Confidence is a good thing, but you must also recognize the situation!”

Zhao Mu clenched his fists, took a position, and raised his eyebrows provocatively at Lan Ruo.

"Here comes the sword!"

Lan Ruo reached out and made a move, and peach blossoms flew around her, fell into her hand, and formed a pink peach blossom sword.

"If you don't have a weapon handy, I can lend you a fairy sword first and you can choose it yourself."

Zhao Mu waved his hand, and a row of immortal flying swords were launched.

They were all obtained from the extra return rewards that Melu gave him before.

This is only part of it.

Zhao Mu now has close to a hundred immortal weapons in his hand. There is no way he can use them all. He can't use them up at all.

Lan Ruo was considered an immortal who had seen the world, but she was still a little numb when she saw Zhao Mu, a cultivator from the lower world, casually taking out so many immortal flying swords.

The Queen Mother of the West really favored him. It would take a lot of effort to transport so many immortal weapons from the immortal world to the earth.

"No need, I don't have the habit of using other people's magic weapons. Moreover, the [Qingxin Sword Technique] I practice is more focused on artistic conception and does not care about external objects. In my hands, any grass or tree can be used as a sword, and its power is no less than a real fairy sword."

Seeing Lan Ruo's refusal, Zhao Mu did not insist and took back all the flying swords.

After thinking about it, Zhao Mu took back the Dou Zhan Immortal Armor.

"If you don't use magic weapons, then I won't use them either, lest you won't admit defeat later."

"Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person, just accept the move!"

"Wait." Zhao Mu shouted to stop.

"what happened again?"

Zhao Mu smiled and said: "What's the point of just competing like this? You have to win something. If I lose, I will unconditionally agree to your request."

"You are very courageous. Aren't you afraid that I will take the opportunity to blackmail you into joining the Immortal Fate Sect?" Lan Ruo became interested.

"Don't be afraid. I dare to admit it if I dare to say it. If you win, let alone asking me to join the Immortal Fate Sect, even if it takes my life, it will not be a problem." Zhao Mu said confidently.

Lan Ruodai frowned slightly: "It's too much to play, there's no need. Let's do this. If I win, you give me all the magic weapons you have. If I lose, I'll give you a [ [Tongtian Creation Pill], this elixir was refined by my master himself, and was given to me as a gift when I became a disciple. The price is extremely precious. Eating it will greatly increase your luck, and you will have no disadvantages. Although it can only last for a period of time, but If used properly, the benefits are still amazing. I don’t want to use it and keep it to this day.”

Tongtian Good Fortune Pill?

It sounds good, but it doesn't have much appeal to Zhao Mu.

After all, he himself is a person of great luck. If his luck is improved, how far can it be improved?

But you still have to ask for it, but one pill is not enough.

"One more thing, if you lose, you will call me Brother Mu when you see me in the future."

Lan Ruo suddenly became anxious: "No, no, how unbecoming is this? I don't want to lose face!"

"You don't have to bark when outsiders are around. Just bark in private." Zhao Mu relaxed his request.

Lan Ruo was stunned for a moment, and actually started to think seriously.

"It still doesn't work. You want to be my brother just because you have these few magical weapons. It's too cheap for you."

"There are more than a few."

Zhao Mu waved his hand and took out all the immortal weapons in the storage ring.

Dozens of immortal artifacts were neatly laid out, and Lan Ruo was dazzled and shocked.

She was dumbfounded on the spot.

If you were in the fairy world, it wouldn't be surprising to see these fairy weapons.

But this is the Xianwu Continent, or the Xianwu Continent blocked by the treacherous barrier. Where did he get so many immortal weapons by himself? Is the Queen Mother of the West his biological mother?

"Okay, stop showing off your wealth. I agree to your terms, but you won't have the chance to hear me call you brother. Take the move!"

Lan Ruo only has one idea now, which is to severely defeat Zhao Mu's spirit and win all the immortal weapons in his hand to see how proud he can be in the future.

The pink sword energy struck by the Peach Blossom Sword looks beautiful, but its power is extremely terrifying. Compared with the last time they fought, Lan Ruo's strength has indeed improved a lot, and the Taoist charm contained in the sword energy is also different from what it used to be.

But Zhao Mu just grinned, then raised his fist and punched it.

This punch shocked the world and made the gods cry. With its domineering and destructive power, it directly crushed Lan Ruo's sword energy head-on. Before Lan Ruo could make the next counterattack, the fist had already landed on her pink little face. face.

There was a head-on contact between the fist and the face, causing a ripple on Lan Ruo's face.

Although she was not seriously injured, Lan Ruo's whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

Her eyes were full of shock and confusion.

One punch...

Zhao Mu shut her down with just one punch.

She knew that if Zhao Mu had not restrained his strength just now, the power of this punch alone would have been enough to blow her head off, and she would end up like Fairy Hongchou, the Chongxu Shangxian.

Lan Ruo felt her lips were bitter and couldn't say a word.

She suddenly felt very tired.

Has her hard training over the past year really paid off?

Why did she lose even more miserably than last time?

She is a genius in the fairy world, a candidate for the next generation of fairy kings, and has the opportunity to be promoted to the ranks of the most powerful people in the world.

But she lost to Zhao Mu twice in a row!

If there is no reasonable explanation, she feels that her heart will collapse.

Puff.

Zhao Mu suddenly loosened his fist and pinched Lan Ruo's face.

The little face with a little baby fat feels great when pinched.

I thought Lan Ruo would be angry, but she looked lost and seemed to have no interest in anything in the outside world.

No way, is it such a serious blow?

Zhao Mu didn't want to ruin Lan Ruo's mentality because of this, so he held her face with both hands and forced her eyes to face him.

"In fact, I have to thank you for my great progress."

"Thank me?" Lan Ruo was even more confused.

"The blood essence of the human emperor you gave me last time has been completely refined by me. It is precisely because of the blood of the emperor that my strength has increased a lot in the past year. Do you think I should thank you?"

"What did you say? Did you really refine the blood essence of the emperor? It only took a year?"

Lan Ruo swallowed subconsciously. If that was the case, then it was not unfair for her to lose to Zhao Mu.

Zhao Mu hurriedly covered Lan Ruo's mouth.

"Shh, you can't talk nonsense about this. I'm afraid that you immortals will target me and catch me to draw blood to make pills."