Chapter 377 A good toy
Lin Mu frowned after hearing this. He looked up and immediately saw a familiar figure.
Wang Zheng.
At this time, Wang Zheng's face was filled with a sinister smile. It was obvious that he did not say this accidentally, but deliberately revealed Lin Mu's identity.
"Lin Mu?"
Qinglongmen and others were slightly stunned at first, and then became furious.
Recently, Lin Mu was really famous in Baishi Prefecture, and they had heard of him.
Maybe ordinary people are afraid of Lin Mu, but who are they? They are people from hidden forces.
In their eyes, everyone outside is simply aboriginal. No matter how famous they are, they are still aborigines.
However, they were shocked by a native just now and almost gave in.
"Damn it!"
The most angry person was the young man in green robe.
But his personality tended to be sinister. After a moment of anger, he calmed down, with a cold light in his eyes.
"Lin Mu? I heard that you are quite famous and have some strength. You are very good and can be considered a good toy. In that case, I will play with you."
As he spoke, he glanced around at the Qinglongmen disciples, "Who will go play with him first?"
"Jiejie, young master, let me come first."
A fifth-level martial artist laughed strangely and looked at Lin Mu playfully.
Others also burst into laughter.
Since they had been chasing Xing Lao and the others in the past few days, they had received news about Lin Mu, and they were still at the stage of Lin Mu's killing spree in Tianyuan City.
They didn't know what happened next, and of course they couldn't care about Lin Mu.
However, before the fifth-level martial artist could take action, Lin Mu made the first move.
fury.
He had murderous intentions towards these people. After all, their purpose was self-evident and would definitely be detrimental to Mr. Xing.
It was only because he was afraid of the strength behind them and was eager to save Xing Lao first that he temporarily suppressed his anger.
Unexpectedly, after he endured it, the other party became violent.
He doesn't have that much time to waste here. Every time he delays for a moment, Mr. Xing may be closer to death.
Therefore, he made a prompt decision.
"kill!"
In an instant, the energy and blood all over his body erupted like a volcano.
What was even more terrifying than this was that a vast and majestic spiritual power came out overwhelmingly.
In an instant, those who felt this spiritual power seemed to see a peerless demon destroying the world and wreaking havoc across the world.
The reason for this is that Lin Mu's mental power contains too much anger and murderous intent.
Benevolence makes you a saint, anger makes you a devil.
This is the best interpretation of a person with strong soul power.
Boom!
The ground beneath his feet instantly exploded and torn into pieces.
His figure also rushed out like a furious invincible King Kong.
But the fifth-level martial artist of Qinglongmen who was locked by his soul power turned pale, his eyes were frightened, his spirit was in a state of collapse, his body was stiff, and he had no power to fight back.
boom!
The fist fell like a heavy hammer on the heart of the fifth-level martial artist.
The fifth-level martial artist's pupils suddenly protruded, and countless flesh and blood, mixed with internal organs, burst out from his back.
Then, his body was thrown high and fell heavily dozens of meters away.
After landing, a blood-colored hole was clearly visible in his heart, and blood was popping out.
"How can it be?"
Whether it was the warriors from Qinglongmen or Wang Zheng and the guards on the city wall, they all stared at this scene in disbelief.
A fifth-level martial artist was beaten to death by a second-level martial artist with just one punch?
"Could it be that...he...is he really the reincarnation of the ancient martial saint?"
Wang Zheng clenched his fists tightly and his face turned pale.
Before, he never believed this rumor.
But now, I can't help but waver.
The strength that Lin Mu is showing off now is completely different from when he dueled with him that day.
Lin Mu's fist seemed to contain a mysterious and boundless power that made one's soul tremble.
"The power of the soul, the power of the soul that only Wu Zong can touch, he really mastered it, really mastered it..."
His mood immediately changed from the previous complacency to uneasiness.
He had gone to Lin Mu before, hoping that the Qinglongmen group could kill Lin Mu.
Now look at it, can this group of people from Qinglongmen really kill Lin Mu?
The guards of Xichuan City were shocked, admiring and excited at the same time.
No matter what, Lin Mu was born in Xichuan City, a native of Xichuan City, and their fellow villager.
pride.
Every guard felt excited.
Not only them, but also Yu Zhengchu and others were greatly shocked.
Their confidence in Lin Mu comes from the fact that Lin Mu rarely does anything he is not sure about.
Since Lin Mu is old, it probably means that Lin Mu has prepared a trump card.
They had speculated before that maybe Lin Mu had invited Xu Canglie, and Xu Canglie was hiding in secret.
Unexpectedly, Xu Canglie didn't show up, but Lin Mu himself brought them a huge surprise and surprise.
Lin Mu's movements did not stop because of others' surprise.
In a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of another Qinglongmen disciple.
Turning his fist into a palm, he slapped the opponent's head hard into his neck, making him dead.
Bang bang bang!
Either with fists, palms, or fingers...
Supported by soul power, the ordinary moves performed by Lin Mu also had fatal power.
Before anyone else could react, more than ten Qinglongmen disciples were killed by Lin Mu.
"The power of the soul, ah, the power of the soul..."
The Qinglongmen great martial artist finally reacted and shouted in horror.
As soon as the voice came out, the fear immediately spread like a storm.
Soul power.
Ordinary warriors may not know what this means, how could they, the disciples of Qinglong Sect, not know.
You know, Patriarch Qinglong is a master who has mastered soul power.
monster.
This is a monster.
How could he possibly master the power of the soul at such a young age?
Could it be that this boy was transformed into some kind of monster or demon?
The laughter disappeared and was replaced by extreme fear.
Moreover, this fear reached its peak in the blink of an eye, breaking through their psychological endurance.
If it were an ordinary warrior, he wouldn't be as scared as them.
Just like those remnants of the Yu family, they knew clearly that Lin Mu had the power of the soul, but they still dared to rush forward.
But they had seen with their own eyes the unparalleled power of the Qinglong Ancestor, and the terrifying power of the soul.
It is said that if you are killed by the power of the soul, you will not be able to be reincarnated even if you die.
escape.
All Qinglongmen disciples were immersed in fear of the power of the soul and fled frantically.
They didn't even care about the young man in green robe.
"Young Master, leave quickly."
The great martial artist still retained a trace of clarity and knew that nothing could happen to the young man in green robes. The consequences would be more serious than if they all died.
Now that he has taken action, Lin Mu will naturally not show mercy.
The power of the divine soul violently impacted the soul of the great martial artist.
The great martial artist's heart was full of fear and full of flaws. How could he block this impact?
After a while, his eyes became dull.
This sluggishness was only for a moment, but it was enough for Lin Mu.
By the time the great martial artist came to his senses, Lin Mu's fingers had already pinched his neck.
