Chapter 1115 You are Lin Mu
"It's really sad to think about people like Xia Clan and Lin Mu. They were framed and are facing a life-and-death crisis, while their enemies are enjoying themselves."
"What's so sad? It's their fate. Who made the sky-gazing stone fall anywhere but to the south of Xinjiang?"
Other disciples also sighed.
"Whether they live or die, we continue to drink," Haha, that's right, we drink. "
All the disciples of the Xiamen Alliance drank together again.
Inside the tent.
"Senior Brother Zhang, you are so awesome."
A woman with a good figure was panting under Zhang Shu's body.
"Is this awesome?"
Zhang Shu laughed and said, "The really powerful ones are still to come."
Another woman with a pointed chin saw Zhang Shu in high spirits and took the opportunity to greet her: "Senior brother is really a genius. Not only is he powerful, but he is also gifted in this area. That female disciple of Lin Mu really doesn't know how to praise her. Senior brother likes her." It’s an honor for her that she dares to put on airs.”
"I think you are jealous."
Zhang Shu pinched her chest and said, "That little medical god will be my woman sooner or later. She is putting on airs just because she has a master. When her support is gone, no matter how wild she is, she will You have to be tamed by me.”
"Her master? Lin Mu, who is known as the messenger of Hades?"
The woman with a pointed chin said.
"Heh, it seems that this guy is quite famous. Even you know about it?"
Zhang Shu lifted the woman's chin.
"Senior brother, I just heard someone mention it accidentally, but no matter how famous he is, it can't change the nature of his origins in a rural place like southern Xinjiang. How can he compare with you, senior brother?"
The woman with a pointed chin said quickly, "If he really meets his senior brother, he will be defeated within three moves."
"Three moves?"
The good-looking woman sneered, "How can such a small character withstand the three moves of senior brother? In my opinion, if he really meets senior brother, senior brother can easily crush him to death with one finger."
"Hahaha, my Rou'er still understands me."
Zhang Shu continued to ride on the good-looking woman.
"who?"
However, at this moment, cold shouts from other Xiamen disciples came from outside the tent.
Zhang Shu frowned, but ignored him. He had strong soul power and could sense that there was indeed a stranger outside, but he was just a Seven Tribulations warrior, so he didn't take it to heart.
Outside the tent.
Several Xiamen disciples stood up and looked at the opposite side with vigilance. A man in green was walking towards them from down the mountain.
"stop!"
Seeing that the young man was still walking, a tall Xiameng disciple immediately couldn't help himself and shouted coldly.
After drinking this, the man in green clothes opposite him really stopped.
"Tell me, who are you and why are you here?"
The tall Xiamen disciple pressed him to ask.
"You have just massacred two thousand innocent civilians, how can you still drink and have fun here with peace of mind?"
The man in green looked at them and said calmly.
"Huh? Boy, tell me honestly, who are you? If you don't tell us, don't blame us for being rude."
The tall Xiamen disciple's face darkened.
"Didn't you just say that I was pathetic and deserved to die? Why do you not recognize me now that I am standing in front of you?"
The man in green sighed slightly.
"Lin Mu, you are Lin Mu!"
Behind the tall Xiameng disciple, another Xiameng disciple suddenly exclaimed.
The others' pupils also shrank, and they obviously understood Lin Mu's identity from Lin Mu's words.
"Lin Mu? Are you Lin Mu?"
The tall Xia League disciple stared at Lin Mu, and then laughed, "Hahaha, Lin Mu, Lin Mu, there is a road to heaven if you don't take it, and there is no door to hell if you break in, and neither does this southern land." It’s not a small place. You don’t go anywhere and you come here. Do you think you are asking for your own death?”
"good."
Other Xia League disciples also quietly surrounded Lin Mu, seeming to prevent Lin Mu from escaping, "Lin Mu, we are different from the trash you killed before. We are all elite disciples of the Xia League. , since you are here today, don’t even think about leaving.”
Among them, four are Ten Tribulations masters and two are human-level masters. They are confident that they can easily suppress Lin Mu without disturbing Zhang Shu.
Lin Mu's expression showed no change, he opened his fingers, and the Chengyuan Sword flashed out from the space ring and fell into his hand.
"Huh? It seems like you still want to resist?"
The tall Xiamen disciple's eyes turned cold. He was one of the two human-level masters. He had attacked the acupoints twice and opened a total of thirty-seven acupoints.
"die!"
Although he is not a master among human-level warriors, he believes that he is more than enough to deal with a physical-level warrior like Lin Mu.
He didn't even use any weapons and just slapped Lin Mu with his bare hands.
Seeing the tall Xia League disciple slap him with his palm, Lin Mu held the Chengyuan Sword in his hand and pointed the tip of the sword diagonally at the ground without moving.
"This Lin Mu, isn't he scared out of his wits?"
"You can't blame him. If you want to blame it, just blame Senior Brother Li for being too strong and making him unable to react."
When the other Xiamen disciples saw this, they couldn't help but laugh.
"Weak chicken."
The tall Xiamen disciple shook his head. At this time, his palm was less than half a foot away from Lin Mu. He didn't think Lin Mu could stop him at such a close distance.
However, what he didn't know was that Lin Mu had opened his eyes at the moment. He thought his attack speed was very fast, but in Lin Mu's eyes, it was nothing more than that.
Lin Mu didn't take action in advance, he was just using his eyes to observe the flaws of this tall Xiamen disciple.
He had to admit that the human-level warrior's true energy was indeed powerful. Even though his true energy foundation was extremely strong, he still couldn't compare with his opponent.
But many times, just because the Qi is strong, it doesn't mean that you will definitely win.
Buzz!
The next moment, when the palm of the tall Xiamen disciple was less than two feet away from Lin Mu's face, Lin Mu suddenly moved.
He was not fast, nor did he have a powerful aura. He seemed to be raising his sword calmly like an ordinary person.
But the strange thing is that when he raised his sword, the tall Xiamen disciple's hand seemed to slow down and he could not dodge. He just moved forward slowly, letting Lin Mu's sword pass from his wrist. Cut everywhere.
Poof!
Blood splattered, and the tall Xiamen disciple's wrist was broken into two pieces, and his palm was thrown away.
"ah……"
At this time, the tall Xiamen disciple suddenly realized what he was doing, screamed, and retreated crazily.
"what happened?"
"This...this is impossible."
The other Xiamen disciples were all dumbfounded.
The warriors in the Tribulation Period had the most obvious aura of cultivation and could not hide it at all. They could clearly sense that Lin Mu's cultivation was truly the seventh calamity of the physical body.
But why is this happening?
The result was completely the opposite.
One sword!
The second-level human realm master on their side, the tall Xia League disciple, actually had his wrist cut off by Lin Mu's sword and his hand was thrown away.
It can be said that that sword is too weird.
