The Divine Martial Stars

"Who? Dare to say this, give it a hand."

The young people in Yunjin robes are cold and thin.

Hey!

The two silver armor gods turned into streamers and flew directly in the direction of the sound.

But they go faster and come back faster.

Hey!

The two men flew back and fell to the ground, struggling and fainting.

"Ok?"

The young people in Yunjin robes have changed slightly.

These two silver armor gods are half-step kings. They are also elite in the famous mountains and gates. Even between one face, they are stunned and come back. The people who shot them... at least High-level in the king's class, and even stronger.

"Who would dare to listen to me in the rain family?"

Yunjin robes young people cold channel.

The sound is like a thunder, swaying in the sky, the waves are tangible, and roaring toward the depths of the manor.

"Oh, what about the right?"

The voice sounded again, but it was different from before. The air echoed in the air, and the layer of transparent airflow surged in the air. In midair, it hit the sound waves of young people in Yunjin robes. It defeated the latter, like a huge wave of filming, and smashed his face toward the young man in Yunjin robes.

"what?"

The slanting eyes of the young people in Yunjin robes flashed a dignified color.

He waved his right hand and a sword flashed away.

The transparent stream of sound waves was split into two pieces, shot out on the left and right sides, and then quickly dissipated.

"Which is your lord? Please show up."

The palm of his right hand, pressed on the handle of the handle, a standard listening to the rain family [slanting wind and drizzle one thousand one hundred] swordsmanship start-up style, a layer of smoke and rain, has spread around his body It was clear that there was no rain in the air, but everyone heard a rainy rain.

"The people of Xianmen are used to doing things, and they have to change."

The voice rang again.

Just look at a short-haired young man wearing Li Ning brand white sportswear and sneakers, holding a little girl like a pink jade enamel doll, coming out from the depths of the manor, flashing step by step, between a few steps, Already in front of Wang Shiwu, I will protect everyone who has not yet decided.

"Who is you?" The young man in Yunjin robes frowned slightly.

The other party’s real yuan cultivation is just an ordinary kingdom. How did he do it when he countered the sound wave?

This person who appeared, of course, is Li Mu.

Just today he is in the manor, teaching the king tomato martial arts.

"Who are you?" Li Mu took the hand of Wang Tiao and looked up and down the other side. He said: "I heard that the descendants of the rain family listened to the rain son, and they were violent in the wild mountains and forests. The murderer, huh, huh, who are you, dare to bring people, come to Baoji City to make waves?"

"Let's relax, this is the master of the rainy palace of the rain family. When you are a mortal, I dare to use this tone to ridicule me to listen to the rain family, don't want to live?"

A silver armor will yell.

Listening to the death of the rain son, has spread in the world of the famous mountains and the world, become a joke, listening to the rain family, so the prestige is damaged, every master of the rain department is holding a sigh of gas, especially sensitive, most I can't stand this tone, and I can't stand the death of others.

Li Mu laughed: "The Lord of the Monsoon Palace? I haven't heard it. I have already let go of it. In Baoji City, no foreign forces are allowed to think that they are self-righteous. If you don't make a fuss, the garbage of these fairy gates will not only ruin the manor but also hurt people. Leave me here, today, don't even think about it."

The young man in Yunjin robes suddenly said, "You are the Li Mu?"

He finally recognized it.

Li Mudao: "Yes, it is me."

"Ha ha ha ha, good, very good, great." Yunjin robe young man laughed, his eyes smashed into a seam, and there was a fascinating radiant enthusiasm. "This is really a break from the iron shoes." It didn't take much time to get it. You didn't fall into the door of the ancient ancestors, but came back alive. Haha, I heard that you got a key to the fairy door. Li Mu, if you know each other, you will be honest. Hand over the field, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless under my sword.

Li Mu listened, shook his head, sighed and said: "If you listen to the rain family, it can be regarded as one of the six gods in the heavens. I can't think of it but it has already declined to this extent. I am afraid that it is the other five, and I have already crowded you out. Ok, it’s really pitiful."

This man did not even know the inside story of the battle of the ancient ancestors. He thought that he had fallen into this battle and believed in the smoke of other parts of the war. It was obvious that he was shackled by several others. In this way, the position of the rain department in the six parts is very subtle. I am afraid that it is also related to the fact that the rain son and dozens of rain masters were killed in the wilderness.

From the side, the inside of the heavenly court is not afraid of being a piece of iron.

And when he said this, he immediately touched the pain points of everyone in the rain.

"Let's relax." Yunjin robes, the rainy palace master immediately angered: "You a little mean mortal, know what? Dare to be here to believe in the yellow, speculative Xianwei ... Today, I will kill you, give me death!"

The umbrella in his hand, the handle of the umbrella, instantly turned into a gorgeous sword, soft and sturdy, but sharp and sharp, Jianguang is like a fascinating autumn rain, like a dream, there is a strange power that can't tell the truth. , stabbed to Li Mu.

With anger, this sword has the artistic conception of a king-level peak.

But Li Mu just raised his hand casually, he pinched the tip of the sword and shook his wrist.

The majestic power rushed past the blade.

Hey.

The arm of the main rainy palace, the bones are all smashed.

"Oh ah..." The screams of screaming broke out from the mouth of the Lord Jiuyue.

He is in a high position and has a high strength. He has suffered such a terrible injury. An arm instantly turns into mud, and the original handsome face suddenly twists.

"The palace owner!"

"Save the Lord..."

The rain **** will rush to the ground.

Li Mu waved.

Hey!

All the clouds will fly all out.

Li Mu’s backhanded slap, directly screaming like a gyro, killing the pig like a gyro, and said: “No wonder in the six parts, the rain is raging, and his own descendants are also killed in the barren hills. In the wild forest, it is really a group of straw bags. If you are like this, you will be tempted to win the key to the fairy palace. You don’t even have one percent of other descendants, stupid!"

Between his gestures, he completely crushed the rain department.

"I said that if you dare to make trouble in Baoji City, you can’t kill it. But, you are not killing people today, one is leaving an arm, let’s go."

Li Mu sat down on the moving chair and picked up the yogurt that the little girl, the tomato, handed.

"You... Li Mu, you are a mortal, how dare you treat Xianmen Xianchang so long, you are not afraid of family and friends being hurt, you..." A silver armor will roar and draw a sword.

The voice has not fallen.

call out!

A knife awn.

This **** will be directly in the same place.

"I hate others to threaten me." Li Mu drank the yogurt road: "arm, still life, you choose yourself."

The main guard of the monsoon palace supported the broken arm and looked gloomy. Even though there were 11,000 kinds of conspiracy calculations, in the face of Li Qian’s powerful and terrible and amazing strength, it was impossible to display it. The situation was stronger than the people and could only endure. In the heart of thousands of poisons that want to retaliate, said: "Li Mu, we can withdraw today, but we must break our own arms, you should not do too much."

Li Mu sat in a chair and finished the yogurt. He slowly said: "Excessive? Is it a joke to me? Oh, I have never said a joke, whether it’s a **** or a fairy, or a bad guy, bad. I have to pay the price for the rules that I set up in Baoji City. I am only one of you. It is already very kind. Any one of you, one more word, is not an arm."

The teeth of the main rain palace are itchy.

Other rain gods, masters, but also smoke.

But in the end, they didn't dare to say more than a word, and they broke their arms.

"go away."

Li Mu waved his hand impatiently.

Hundreds of swords and scented out, the "cold ropes" tied to all the disciples of the manor, directly cut off, the gods of the rain department called a distressed, these instruments are also the property of the sect, damaging one One less piece, one-time damage so much... This time, it’s really stealing chicken without eclipsing the rice.

The group just took a few steps. Li Mu suddenly pointed to the middle-aged man who was short-haired and said: "Who are you? Not the people of the rain department, why are you with them?"

"This...I..." The man looked flustered and swallowed.

Wang Shiwu suddenly said: "This person is the president of the Association of Sorcerers. It has been missing for many days. It turned out to be relying on Xianmen."

Li Mudao: "It turned out to be a mortal practitioner. It is a pity to break an arm."

The president heard the words and gave a sigh of relief.

Li Mu held an empty yogurt box in his hand and suddenly wanted to understand one thing. He said: "Wang Yanyi saved the poetry of Wu, it was you to investigate it, provoke the rain department, come to Baoji City to make trouble, you should know, I have been in Shiyu Manor this time, so I chose this time, I want to kill people with a knife, and use the hand of Xianmen to get rid of me? It’s really painstaking... Don’t leave, let’s stay.”

"What?" The president heard a big change, turned and fled.

Li Mu waved.

The knife line flashed.

The body shape of the president split open in the air and turned into irregular pieces and fell to the ground.

Li Mu looked at the people in the rain department and said: "I suddenly remembered, what did you say? All the people who know Wang Yanyi must catch and kill, huh, very skillful, I am Wang Yanyi. Friends, so to speak, the rain department will not die with me?"

Everyone in the rain department, including the rainy palace master, did not dare to say.

"Send out for me, the people of Xianmen, at the foot of the Qinling Mountains, it is best to give me a little honest, otherwise, next time, it is not an arm thing... If anyone is not satisfied, come to the Burning Temple to find... Well, look for the old fish."

Li Mudao.

The rainy people were shy and hated to leave.

The matter is spread out, and the rain department will no doubt be a joke.

Sure enough, in just a few days, this battle was spread within a certain range.

At the same time, a purple gold invitation was sent to the Lantern Temple.

"Fairy Magic Conference?"

Li Mu looked at the invitation, and then looked at the old **** stick, said: "What do you mean? You want me to attend this and the Fairy Congress on your behalf? Just in Jintaiguan, in Baoji City... Well, after ten days Time is okay, but what does this fairy magic conference mean?"

"The major gods, the big veins, the thick demon gods, and the green fox **** who is strong on you will all appear. The two sides have reached a compromise. Hey, let me go to see the excitement for me, mix the name of the fairy palace. Let's go." The old **** stick has a wretched face: "Well, you can continue the frontier, remember to yin and yang."

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