Mr. Mu stood on the back of the ironclad beast, and without looking at the swordsmen around him, countless blood lotuses flew around the ironclad beast, protecting the giant beast and continuing to move forward. Mr. Mu had extremely murderous intent in his chest, but he knew that his sister didn't like the appearance of killing people, and he often helped him restrain his killing intent. At this moment, Mr. Mu forced his temperament, endured and did not make a move, looking at the texture of the long swords in the hands of those swordsmen, these swordsmen are just some caretakers, if you want to, it is ten or eight more, it is just a matter of one more shot, but if you kill these irrelevant people in vain, my sister will definitely not be happy when she knows it, and the killing intent in her chest will become more and more difficult to restrain herself.

The swordsmen around saw that the giant beast completely ignored everyone's obstruction, and still walked forward with the two teenagers on their backs, although Xingzhong was afraid, but thinking of the housekeeper's methods, they shouted together and rushed towards the giant beast. These swordsmen had just practiced martial arts for a few more days than ordinary people, how could they break through the barrier of the blood lotus? Until they fell one by one, their heads broke and the long swords in their hands broke one after another, and they still failed to stop the giant beast a step.

Pop, applause rang out in the courtyard, a leopard-headed, red-haired brocade-robed man clapped his hands lightly and walked out of an arch in the distance, followed by two men, one literate and one martial, dressed very neatly.

"Young man," although the brocade-robed man looked a little vicious, his tone of voice sounded gentle, "Did you enter the door like this when you went back to your house?"

The two men behind the big man looked at Mr. Mu with a smile on their faces, and the three of them didn't seem to have any anger at all because Mr. Mu had crashed the door.

Mr. Mu didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with these people, whether he was kind or vicious. Just as he was thinking about moving forward, the spirit hornbill flew into the sky above the big man and seemed to hit an invisible net, and even the red bird feathers fell, rushing left and right, but there was no way to take a step forward.

Mr. Mu stretched out his hand and gently touched the bird that fell on his shoulder, knowing that he had met a master today, for some reason, he was a little excited in his heart, I don't know if he was excited to meet his opponent, or because he was inexplicably happy because he could kill again.

The iron-armored giant beast roared, the blood-colored spear roared, and the brocade-robed man and the two men behind him didn't expect that this young man would neither say his intention nor his name, but first crashed his own door, and then he started to move directly, and he couldn't help but change his face.

The man in the power suit drew a big axe with his backhand, rushed out, and slashed towards the giant beast.

"Qiang-", the guns and axes intersected, the man was from the negative martial arts, but this blow, from the arm all the way up, to the shoulder, until the neck was numb, the man felt that his hands were unconscious, and he stepped back more than a dozen steps in succession and sat on the ground. Turning over and jumping, he pounced on the dirt on his body, and the man had to go up again, but he was pulled back by the brocade-robed man.

Shaking his head gently, he had a good impression of the boy on the back of the giant beast, this boy seemed unreasonable, but his shot was very measured, the man in the brocade robe could sense the anger and anxiety of the young man, but so what? There are many good people in this world, if there is no peace, the good people will become evil, in order to keep more good people in the world, the man in the brocade robe still decided to make a move.

The two worlds are surprisingly similar, with the same bloody breath and the same cold killing intent, but Mr. Mu's world still contains strong vitality, but the man's world is more neutral and mellow.

The two blood-colored worlds collided violently, countless red lotuses, and countless battle spirits were like two armies entangled and fighting each other. As soon as Mr. Mu fought with him, he realized that the man was not simple, those war spirits alone were not strong, but these war spirits had a degree of merit, and they were well-founded, compared to real soldiers, these war spirits were more disciplined, and they carried out the master's orders to the letter, without a trace of discount. Although his own blood lotus is a bit mysterious, it is too loose in comparison, and it is only organized together by relying on his own perception, although there is some cooperation between them, but compared with the man's military array, his red lotus is like a plate of loose sand, and it is difficult to give full play to its due power.

Mr. Mu has a good habit of studying when he sees something he doesn't understand, and when he sees something beneficial to him, he will study it with his heart. Those red lotuses had the same example, and it was only a moment before they had a hint of a battle array.

Those war spirits roared silently, and as soon as the formation changed, the offensive suddenly became fierce. Although each red lotus is not small, enough to annihilate those battle spirits, it is retreating at this moment, and it is about to be unable to hold on. Hassle-free

A blood dragon appeared, and in the roar of the blood dragon, the whole world shook, and a crisp small tree appeared in the middle of the world, and two emerald green branches and leaves had been born, and the rich vitality spread to the surroundings. Since the little tree appeared, the killing intent in the blood dragon's eyes receded a little, and with a roar, he rushed towards those battle spirits from top to bottom.

One blood dragon, two blood dragons, and in the blink of an eye, five blood dragons had appeared in the air, which was the maximum number that Mr. Mu could control. The five blood dragons looked different in appearance and momentum, but the brocade-robed man felt that he was still facing only one giant dragon, but this dragon was much more powerful than when it first appeared. Dahan didn't want to hurt Mr. Mu, but he didn't expect this young man to have such a ability, if he kept his hand again, he was afraid that he would hurt the young man's hand.

The five blood dragons opened their teeth and danced their claws to collide in the battle spirit, flying all over the sky were the broken limbs of the battle spirit, and seeing that the entire battle spirit team was about to be knocked apart, suddenly a blood-colored banner was erected in the formation. The banner looked bloodstained and tattered, but the whole world was enveloped in an unyielding fighting spirit. When the war spirits who had collapsed around them saw the big flag, their eyes changed suddenly, and the eyes of each war spirit were burning with flames, and one by one they held swords and guns, roared and regathered and rushed towards the blood dragon.

A war spirit fell, but the companions beside him immediately picked it up, and they would not let go of any of their robes. The strange thing is that the strength of those battle spirits who have carried their companions is obviously much greater, and the speed of the flash is also faster. More and more war spirits are falling, but the strength of the entire team is getting stronger and stronger.

The more Mr. Mu fought, the more frightened he became, as if the team in front of him could not be defeated at all, and all the damage was just to make the other party stronger. With this thought in his heart, the five blood dragons in the air immediately became a little scattered, and there was a trace of flaw in the fusion between them. A war spirit saw the opportunity, fit and jumped, and actually embed itself as a weapon between the five blood dragons, although it was strangled into blood mud in a blink of an eye, but the five blood dragons were difficult to recover as before, one after another war spirits rushed in without forgetting to die, I don't know when a green armor general appeared under the blood-colored military flag, and struggled to pull out the banner, waving and shouting to rush forward to kill.

The surrounding war spirits followed closely with the military flag, like an unstoppable torrent swept across the earth, over the mountains, over all obstacles, and over the five blood-colored dragons.

The heavens and the earth have returned to clarity, and the blood-colored world has disappeared. Mr. Wood was still standing on the back of the ironclad beast, but he was a little distracted. Although he was only a teenager in a mountain village, as he grew older, Mr. Mu knew that his village was different from other ordinary mountain villages. In the days since he came out, Mr. Mu has also been to many places, and he has never seen a village that has masters like his father and Uncle Changfeng like Huojia Village, even if it is a larger town or county seat.

Although he didn't say it, Mr. Mu was very proud of Huojia Village in his heart. Until that day, when he returned from the Yutan Realm, he suddenly found that the village was gone, his parents, Uncle Changfeng and the kind village chief grandfather were gone, that day Mr. Mu did not cry, and he didn't even show a little sadness, because there was still a sister around him, Mr. Mu pressed all the sadness and anger deep in his heart, just worked hard, thinking that one day when he was strong, he could go to track down the truth of the disappearance of Huojia Village.

It didn't take long for Mr. Mu to realize his own world, and after that, he almost won every battle, even in the face of a strong enemy, when he was seriously injured, his fighting spirit never diminished by half, and the pride in his heart has always been there, to be honest, Mr. Mu is very proud of himself.

But today, Mr. Mu tasted failure, not only because his skills were not as good as others, but also because he was afraid for the first time in his heart, which made Mr. Mu feel ashamed and lost.

There is a small building in the back garden of Yanfu, and Mr. Mu and Zhang Xiaodao live in this house. The two-storey building also has a small courtyard, and in the golden autumn season, there are many small flowers blooming in the courtyard, which looks vibrant, making people feel happy in their hearts, and it seems that life is full of hope at this moment.

Yan Chimei didn't embarrass a few teenagers, nor did she deliberately arrange anyone to monitor and supervise them, but just settled these teenagers here and didn't care about them anymore.

Looking at the sky, it was almost noon, Mu Xiaohua looked back at the room behind her, she was a little worried, her brother had been in it for two hours, and there was still no movement. Mu Xiaohua has known Mr. Mu for ten years, this is a proud young man with a proud heart, but a modest appearance, although he is not public, but there are not many people who can really enter his eyes. Mu Xiaohua doesn't think there's anything wrong with this, my brother is so good, he naturally has the capital to be proud. As more and more people have seen it in recent days, it is not that the big people have not seen it, Mu Xiaohua feels that her brother is excellent even more, and she feels that her brother has a reason and is qualified to be proud. But today's brother is different from the past, she has never seen her brother so depressed, so lost, even on the way to escape, my brother has never lost confidence in the future. In those difficult days, if it weren't for the hope in her brother's eyes every time, the girl wanted to give up many times, where would the sweet time between the two of them come from?

No matter why her brother became so depressed and depressed, the girl firmly believed that as long as she was by her brother's side, he would definitely cheer up.