Chương 1718: Three great puppet divine arts

“嗞!”

Mu wen sucked in another breath of cold air. Mu Zhuang's cold gaze made him shiver and he hurriedly retreated, not daring to say anything more.

The MU clan's hierarchy was extremely strict, and the clan head's words held supreme authority. The words 'he brought this upon himself' were enough to define mu Bai's character, and no one dared to say anything more on his behalf.

Mu Zhuang said coldly,"mu Bai Rong ignored my words and was extremely rude. He should have been punished." But since he's seriously injured, I'll spare him this time and bring him down for treatment."

Yunxiao did not want to kill anyone, so he snapped his fingers, and the calabash Little King Kong immediately threw mu Bairong out.

Immediately, a disciple of the MU clan flew up and caught mu Bairong before bringing him down.

Mu Zhuang finally smiled and said, young master Yun's cultivation base is astonishing. You've opened the eyes of us old men. Please come in and have a seat.