The Divine Martial Stars

Time is limited, Li Mu does not want to have too many imaginary and arrogant snakes with the sword, and directly solve the problem.

This single-handed approach gives the old man a slight glimpse.

In his life, there has been a long time, and I have never seen a young man who is so emboldened in front of himself. The temperament is more like the thousand-year-old man who has experienced the exhaustion of the first stroke after the exhaustion of the thousand sails. Like a 20-year-old donkey boy.

Who can come out like this in the dusty world?

The old man in the sword flashed a question he had never thought about before.

This Li Mu, will it be a large-scale student in the famous small world?

But this thought has passed away.

I can't take care of this much.

The arrow was on the string and had to be sent.

Today's business is not what he can do.

The old man stood on the high platform and looked at Li Mu. He smiled and said: "These days, I received some unsatisfactory news from the Lushan world. I am related to you. I don't know..."

Li Mudao: "You don't have to talk nonsense anymore. The world of Lushan is my level. You are also a **** of the sword. If you send someone, can you not go back to the world of Lushan? I sealed it... It’s all I do. Do you have anything to ask?”

The audience is at a loss.

No one thought that this young monk from the mortal world was so crisp and almost arrogant.

The invincible Taoist priest and the little Taoist children around him looked at each other and showed their ‘unpredictable’ eyes.

They are people who have seen Li Mu’s skills and temper.

They also know that Li Mu is a very proud person.

And often proud people are also synonymous with arrogance and directness.

Numerous audiences came from the famous mountains and rivers and rivers. They came from all over the world. The monks from Wang Yang and all continents came to the interest. All eyes were moved back and forth between Li Mu and the old man of the sword. Down the development.

"Good." The voice of the old man calmed down and said: "Today, I have to ask you first, I am a sword, and you can have a past?"

"No." Li Mu shook his head.

"There can be recent resentment?" asked the old man.

Li Mu shook his head again.

The old man of the sword angered: "Why do you step on my mountain gate, kill my doorman, and be my gateway?"

Li Mudao: "To uphold justice, for the heavens."

The old man of the sword was very angry and said: "Justice? Heaven? Ignorance of the younger generation, arrogant, do you know what justice is, what is heaven?"

Li Mu smiled and said: "I will know that you will throw such a problem of no nutrition and relying on old sellers. You may wish to answer you again," Li Mu pointed at himself and said: "Remember this face and remember what I said. From now on, I think that right is justice, and what my knife maintains is heaven."

The audience is even bigger, such as the hot oil boiling in the tripod.

"Really... mad." The Taoist priest opened his mouth.

The little boy smiled and sat on the steps, his legs hanging down the steps, and kicked at random, saying: "After all, it is the descendant of that."

"It seems that today there is really a lively look." The eternal priest's mouth emerged with a glimmer of anticipation.

At this time, Li Mu swept a circle of practitioners from all walks of life around the steps, and seriously said to everyone: "Add a sentence, just that sentence, not only to him, but also to all of you. Say, I hope that you can put away your sense of superiority. It is best not to make troubles in the local customs. Otherwise, it is not necessary to presume."

This sentence is like a salt in the oil pan, and sprinkled a handful of salt.

All of the monks were angry at once.

This is a naked initiative provocation.

"Who do you think you are?"

“Can I understand your words as a challenge?”

"Hey, jump the clown, the frog at the bottom of the well."

"kill him."

"The secular world? Ignorance of the people like a leek, if you cut off a slap, you will grow a glimpse. Even if you kill the whole light, you will grow up again, preside over justice for the secular world? Are you kidding?"

All kinds of words, even the shaking of the power fluctuations, pervaded around the Sword Square.

Many people have the urge to shoot to punish this kid who doesn't know how to be tall.

But in the end, no one really shot.

Because the old man of the sword personally went to the center of the square.

"Little guy, just a few words from you, you, and your teacher, you have to be extinct...you don't have enough to see, let your master come." The old man said: "Let others say that I bully children." ""

His hair is pale, his face is as plain, his skin is barely smooth, and his body shape is bound to be tall and burly when he is young. But at this time, he is slightly embarrassed. The ruthlessness of the years is like a knife, even if it is a good Tianjiao, then a strong body. I couldn’t stand the carving of this knife, and I lost it.

There are Shouyuan restrictions in the world of famous mountains, which are called curses by ancient monks, and the upper limit is one thousand years.

The old man of the sword is said to have been a thousand years old, and he will be on the wood. It is reasonable to say that it is a bad old man who is hanging down. He can maintain the face of this time, and he relies on his excellent repairs to maintain it. Can you go against the sky?

Li Mu shook his head and said: "Competing with my teacher? You are still far away... Mingxin Jianzong is in the world of Lushan, and he is guilty of crimes. It is already difficult to write. The so-called Shangliang is not right, your character is low. I can imagine, but if you are older, I will pick you up. After a move, you will ask for more happiness."

The old man laughed.

"Okay, then kill you first, then go to your master to settle accounts. It’s so arrogant at a young age. If you grow up, it’s still okay, your master is innocent, you can’t blame, I will send you Master and apprentice, go on the road together."

He pinched a sword.

Within a few days of the week, the sword suddenly burst into flames.

The melodious sword is emanating from the body of the old man, as if he is a peerless sword.

"kill."

The old man of the sword opened his mouth and screamed, and Xiaocheng became a sword, and the white scorpion was like a frost, like a thriller and lightning, and slammed into Li Mu.

Li Mu stood in the same place and did not move.

That hangs the white sword and sighs directly between Li Mu's eyebrows. It seems that the fog hits the wall and dissipates.

"what?"

The old sword is extremely shocked.

On the Sword Square, there was also an unstoppable exclamation.

If it is not clear that there is a deep hatred between the old man and the Li Mu, many monks think that this is the two people who are acting together.

"It has become stronger again."

The priest is not surprised.

"He seems to be strengthening all the time."

The little boy also touched his chin, thinking thoughtfully.

"A move is over, now it is my turn." Li Mu slowly called out.

On that day, he battled with the immortal priests and inspired the seventh form of Zhenwuquan to refine the body. In these short days, the physical strength of the body went up to the next level, just like the fairy god, and the front was taken down. The old man of the sword is a sword, but it is simple.

And this trick, he also tried out, the cultivation of the old man of the sword, about the height of the king's situation, not enough peak.

"The first strongest person in the world, but this is the case."

Li Mu got a knife.

A knife is thrown out, and Wanshan is unimpeded.

People go with the knife.

The distance between the two is 30 meters, like a blast.

The old man of the sword only feels the other side's moves, and the ordinary is extremely extreme. His power is not amazing. He is smirking. Suddenly, the knife is condensed. He sees the knife in the line of sight, and it is the power of the broken world. For two pieces, the alarm was terrified like never before, and he was shrouded in an instant.

"Not good... let go of the soul, come out."

The old man roared.

A touch of bright red sword shadow, from his body illusion.

It seems to be a long sword condensed with blood, full of evil spirits, **** like a flipping blood pool, turned into a magical symbol of the ancient, huge, such as a giant shield, the body of the sword is blocked behind .

boom!

Li Mu stood on the sword of Taigu Qifu.

The giant shield that was placed on high hopes was instantly broken.

Broken together, there is a long sword with blood condensed, and the body of the old man.

Blood fog is filled in the air.

"what?"

Li Mu took the knife and held the knife, and he was surprised.

Although the old man of the sword died, his life was fluctuating, but it did not dissipate. Instead, it was like a torrential rain spring. It grew wildly and was stronger than before when he was complete. If the old man’s breath was as thin as Xishan, then at this time, completely It is the next day.

"Ha ha ha ha ha..."

The laughter of the old man of the sword trembled in the air.

At the beginning of this voice, such as the old man, it soon became a strong year, and the last young man was generally full of qi and clear.

The blood mist is boiling like boiling water.

Then narrow down sharply.

Eventually turned into a burly figure, tall and straight, black hair like a waterfall, sword eyebrows, high nose, narrow shoulders and narrow waist, handsome young man like a jade, flying, and the sword is flowing like a round Like the hot sun at noon, the blood is boiling and boiling, just like Wang Yang.

"I don't want to go back so early, I will go back to the source."

He is full of confidence between his eyebrows.

"Li Mu, you forced me to display the ultimate mystery, you are proud of the world, but today, everything, today, the mortal in the customs, after all, is a mortal, such as a wild bird, even if it is flying on the branches And it won't be a phoenix."

This young man, who is rich in jade, is the old man of the sword under the state of prosperity.

Restored the youthful face, his strength, also increased by geometric multiples, the breath is more than three or four times stronger than before?

At this point, it has reached the peak of the king's situation.

"The means of Xianmen is not what you can imagine."

The old man laughed and took pride.

"If you walk honestly in the dusty world, you can call it invincible, but in the real Xianmen cultivation world, you are not even a child, you want to dominate. Like you do not know the tall and honest young people, I have seen too much. For many years, they have all died. Today, you are no exception, I..."

The old man of the sword said with confidence.

call out!

The knife flashed.

A blood line emerged between his neck.

"There is a lot of nonsense," Li Mu received the knife: "The righteousness of Xianmen? In my eyes, it is not as good as pediatrics."

The so-called fairy gate he had seen was more than the pig he had killed before he was fourteen.