The Divine Martial Stars

The special envoy of Xuantianyun Palace was shaken out of the room and let the guards acting as referees directly intimidate in the room.

"Li Zhiyuan!"

The young envoy climbed up from the ground, first like an angry rabid dog, staring at the room and shouting loudly.

"If you say a word more, I will kill you. If you don't believe it, you will try it."

Li Mu’s voice was clearly transmitted from the room.

The rest of the young envoy, like the duck that was caught in the neck, can no longer tell, she is not a long but proud life, the first time I met such a person, facing Xuan Tianyun The prestige of the palace, instead of the slightest fear, is even more arrogant. In the past, it was the leaders of the big factions. When they met her, which one was not a compliment?

You wait!

She can only say this in her heart and turn around and leave.

In the room, Li Mu saw the same thing as Wei Guan.

The face of the Guardian was ugly than the quilt. He struggled and made a greeting. He turned away and fled. He began to ponder how he and the young envoy explained it.

Li Mu went back to the room and was a little disappointed.

The Xuantianyun Palace, which is known as the northern wilderness area, is said to be the face of the so-called north banarian martial arts order. After a long period of high, it has decayed and rotted. Just like those imperial dynasties that ruled the people, it is impossible to escape the destiny.

As for the possible retaliation against Xuantianyun Palace, Li Mu did not take it to heart.

In the next two days, Li Mu pointed to the Shenjia martial arts, Shen Xiaoyue also practiced on the side, but she missed the best cultivation time, so even if there are famous teachers and resources, it is difficult to compare with Shen Jia.

Time passed by.

On the third day of the sunrise, the wind and the sun are shining.

Li Mu got up early, used breakfast, arranged for the practice of Shen Jia, and then he left the Yundian Inn. It seemed to be going out to spring, and there was no dignity before the war.

Outside the inn, it is already crowded.

From here, I went to the rudder of the Sihai Gods, but it was a place. The streets were full of people from all over the rivers and rivers. Countless gaze. When Li Mu walked out of the inn gate, he was glued to Li Mu. On the body.

This war, regardless of the outcome, will have a profound impact on the rivers and lakes in the northern wilderness.

In the past three days, many people in the rivers and lakes, not far away, came to Xuantian Holy City day and night, just to see the battle of the history of the northern wilderness.

Li Mu walked away and was quite surprised by such a grand battle.

The martial arts people still like to be busy.

Of course, what is even more surprising is that in the past two days, Xuan Tianyun Palace has not had any movements, as if he has forgotten the special ambassador’s deportation and humiliation, but always feels that there is a secret storm, hidden under calm. Exudes a dangerous atmosphere.

In a blink of an eye, it has already arrived outside the general rudder of the Four Seas.

Li Mu stood at the door and looked up.

Like a palace in the small city gate, the martial arts masters with strong rigor, the architecture is beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, and there are hundreds of people standing at the gate. They are the elite of the four sea gods, and the helpers who have been invited from the rivers and lakes. , swinging the posture, waiting for it.

The first of these people is a burly old man like a lion. The red face and the lion's nose are flaring. They must be gray and thick, and the spirit is ambiguous. The momentum is extraordinary. It must be the contemporary sect of the Four Seas.

After the battle of Xiao, there are dozens of people, and the volatility of Xuanqi is quite amazing. They are all first-class martial arts strongmen in the northern wilderness.

Judging from these people alone, it is enough to confirm the status of the second largest of the Northern Wilderness in the Northern Sea. It is absolutely true.

Behind Li Mu, the streets, walls and major buildings around the rudder of the Sihai Gods are full of people in the rivers and lakes, all holding their breath and waiting for the upcoming war.

"Ha ha ha, Li Zhiyuan, you have finally arrived. The old man has been here for a long time. Today, I would like to see if you are a madman who knows how to be high and how to level my four gods."

Xiao war laughed, and he was very dry.

Li Mu did not answer.

He just raised his hand and pulled out the Baiyun Qingshui knife hanging from his waist. The knife tip slanted to the ground, and the undisguised killing air overflowed. He glanced at the crowd standing at the gate of the Sihai Gods. He said: "Today It’s the big day for me to avenge the tragic death of Tiandaozong’s head and the brothers and sisters. The one who blocked me before standing at this gate is the enemy. I only give you ten time, don’t want to die, give me a roll, Once, if you still stand here, huh, huh, then I will be blamed for killing me and the knife will not recognize people."

The air chilled down.

Some people standing in front of the door of the Sihai Gods suddenly burst into a cold heart.

"Li Zhiyuan, the family should not solve the problem, it is already a thing of the past, why bother to worry, the old husband Dongshan sent the head Wei Dongan, friends on the rivers and lakes, give me some face, this is better than this, today I am out of this Old face, do a peace of mind, you and Xiao Zhan's old brother, meet a smile and enmity..."

An old man who needs to be white, looks like a hundred years old, with a smile on his face, walked out from behind Xiao war, breaking some of the old-fashioned posture.

Li Mu did not speak, stood in the same place, squinting slightly.

Wei Dongan flashed a glimmer of color in the depths of his eyes, and said: "Li Laodi, you are still young, do not know the rivers and lakes are sinister, sometimes, the strength of a person is higher, it is difficult to compare with the famous big school, not to mention You are not alone, and there are brothers and brothers of Heavenly Tao. You are here to kill the Four Seas, so it is difficult to ensure that no one will kill you in the future, and when the time is reported, it is better..."

The voice has not fallen.

"The ten interest has arrived."

The knife flashed.

Wei Dongan's white-haired head flies up directly, and the headless body is standing still for a moment, and then it slowly falls to the ground.

Li Mu lifted the knife and slowly walked toward the masters of the hundreds of four sea gods.

"When my lord and my brothers were killed, where are you and what are you doing?" He sneered disdainfully: "It will only help you to abuse, never uphold justice. Such people are more damned than evil ones." Millions, kill!"

The blade is a finger, and the knife is bursting.

Li Mu slashed to Xiao.

"Hurricane."

A cold voice sounded.

Streamer flashing].

In the morning sun, a dazzling sword shadow, like a cold dew, since the battle of Xiao, suddenly burst out, stabbing the knife, such as the anti-travel of the dragon, stabbed Li Mu.

Hey!

The sound of the sword intersected constantly.

"Well? This sword method... is amazing."

Li Mu’s eyes lit up and he went out in the same place.

In a flash, there will be a total of thirty-six styles, which will be displayed in an instant. The phantom of the knife in front of the body is like a cloud of auspicious clouds. It is beautiful.

In the end, Li Mu took a step back and completely removed the sword.

A black hair, dancing in the wind.

It was the long hair of Li Mujiao, which was cut off by Jianqi.

Opposite him, he stood a middle-aged man with a sword, faceless, wearing a black robe, a black sword in his hand, a slight vibration, an invisible sword, and a black black sword seemed to be emitting endless Like the darkness, this sunny morning is suddenly a long night.

"Ha ha ha, Li Zhiyuan, do you really think that you only touched the threshold of the tenth **** desperate, is it invincible in the world? Didn't think of it, my son, a sword slave, you can defeat you."

Xiao Zhan Yang Tian laughed.

Just now, Li Mu was forced to step back and look at the eyes of countless people. All of a sudden, in their hearts, they picked up huge waves. When did the Four Seas teach, such a strong Kendo?

Did Li Zhiyuan meet his opponent?

Li Mu did not pay attention to the ridicule of Xiao Zhan, his eyes fell on the middle-aged sword slave of the black black sword, and felt a familiar atmosphere, and the young man in black who was killed by him at the water pool under the Tiandao Mountain. similar.

The same organization?

"What sword method did you use?" asked Li Mu.

"Seven shots to the dew!"

Middle-aged swords are cherished as gold.

"Good swordsmanship." Li Mu praised.

This is the most exquisite sword he has ever encountered since martial arts. He is faint about the changes in skills and the use of force, and is still on the predecessor's Wang Yan.

This world is indeed the ultimate martial arts world in the techniques, techniques and changes of combat techniques.

Enraged by Li Mu’s gesture, Xiao Zhan yelled at the middle-aged sword slave: “Get out of the way, kill me, I want him to die...”

"Go on the road."

The middle-aged sword slave re-emerged.

For example, the sword becomes like a tassel.

It is still a sword that is amazing to the extreme.

Li Mu smiled and laughed: "The same move can't be used twice for the holy warrior." He slashed his sword and created it. The shadow of Baiyun Qingshui flashed, and the sky was broken.

"puff……"

The black sword in the middle of the middle-aged sword slave is broken, and the figure is out of control. For example, the broken paper basket usually flies out, spraying blood in the air, and smashing the gate wall of the Sihai God.

Bang!

The sound of the collapse of the wall awakened the masters of the four sea gods who were in great shock.

In the midst of the smoke, Li Mu has been as radical as a tiger.

His knives are no longer, but in the middle-aged sword slaves before the interpretation, but the swordsmanship is the knife, the knife flashes over, the masters of the four sea gods, such as cutting wheat under!

Blood rushes on the ground, pools into blood, and gathers into the river.

Exclamation, screams, screams, and the sound is heard.

The lively martial arts people in the surrounding streets and buildings have not recovered from the shocks of the past. How can they not understand why the first time is a mysterious black sword black sword middle-aged sword slave Absolute advantage, and in the second fight, even Li Zhiyuan could not get it with a knife, and he was flying.

The smoke gradually dissipated.

Li Zhiyuan stood up and stabbed.

Ticking and ticking.

Blood is like rain, along the blood trough of the Baiyun Qingshui knife, it drops down to the blood in the ground.

Around him, the corpse was tiring and the limbs were broken.

The army of the masters of hundreds of sea gods who are able to sweep the vast majority of the sects in the northern wasteland is almost completely annihilated by the whole army. Only the old lord Xiao Zhan and several old elites of the eight borders are bathed in blood. Scarred, stubbornly supported standing in a pool of blood, looking at Li Mu with desperate and frightened eyes.

The speed of the defeat of the Four Seas is beyond the limits of anyone's imagination.