"Ah...... I am a half-step martial artist, how dare you do this to me? "The nose of the Great Elder of Hehuan Sect is crooked, and his anger is surging.

He was reduced to the point of being slapped in the face with a chair by a young man.

"Bang!" As soon as the words fell, Mu Li lifted his chair and patted him on the head.

The thin old man was photographed and sunk into the floor again.

"Ah...... You bold maniac, I'm going to tear you to pieces! He was furious and furious.

"Bang!" Mu Li didn't say a word, and simply slapped another chair.

"Bastard!"

"Bang!"

"Ah......h

"Bang!"

……

Everyone in the Longshan Martial League Branch, including the branch head Zhuang Yan, was dumbfounded.

Big brother, that's a half-step martial artist, why was you so miserable like a hooligan......

Is he really a half-step martial artist?

So unbearable?

Even the invincible river countercurrent was stunned.

For the first half step of Wuzun, he didn't use any gorgeous moves, and he only used a wooden chair to make the other party very miserable.

Of course, the internal strength of the half-step Wuzun was all over the surface of his body, and the bullets could not penetrate it, and it was impossible for Mu Li to inflict any too strong damage on him with a wooden chair.

But Mu Li wrapped the chair with spiritual power, and the chair was also intact after so many shots.

The thin old man was a little dizzy, and the whole person sank into the floor, unable to speak for a long time.

"Wuji, you're really not simple. However, there is nothing to be proud of in defeating a half-step martial artist who is vain in qi and blood and has an unstable realm. Jiang Guiliu walked down slowly and said indifferently.

"Criminals! Why don't you hurry up and help as a teacher? The thin old man was already angry, and he was even more angry when he heard Jiang Guiliu's words.

"Shut up!" Jiang Guiliu was indifferent and glanced at him coldly, "Call me to kill you first." ”

"What are you talking about? How dare you go against the grain! I'm your master......" The thin old man looked incredulous.

"I have learned the exercises of Hehuanmen, and you have no use value." Jiang Countercurrent is not affectionate at all.

"Bastard, the old man is going to abolish you!"

Jiang Guiliu is too lazy to pay attention to him now, he still has no chance to turn over at Mu Li's feet, and it is useless to call.

"Jiang Guiliu, you are from the Jiang family in Zhongjing, you lack nothing, the Jiang family is famous, why do you want to join this demon gate that everyone spurns? Aren't you afraid to discredit your Jiang family? He solemnly stared at Jiang Countercurrent and said.

"What Demon Gate Justice?" Jiang Guiliu frowned, "The exercises that can make my realm improve are good exercises, no matter what the demon gate is, it doesn't matter what the demon gate is......

"I used to rank seventh on the Martial Venerable Waiting List, and there were six people in front of me pressing on my head, and Huangfu Yun was even more terrifying, so that all the geniuses on the Martial Venerable Waiting List could only look up. And now, even if it is the first place on the Wuzun candidate list, I can only bow down in front of me, even if it is Huangfu Yun, who has already detached himself, I dare to fight! ”

"So you're cultivating the Demon Dao Exercises, harming those innocent young women and destroying their bodies and minds?" Solemn questioning.

Jiang Guiliu showed a wicked smile.

"It's their honor to be pampered by me."

The people in the Wumeng branch were speechless, this river countercurrent was really hateful.

"Wuji, the one surnamed Su and your sister are the best...... It makes my heart throb very much, and I will spoil their ...... in the future" Jiang Countercurrent began to provoke Mu Li.

Mu Li didn't speak, and walked towards him with the chair in his hand.

"Think I'm as easy to deal with as that old immortal?" Jiang Countercurrent is full of disdain for Mu Li.

Suddenly, the air around him was disordered, and there was qi attached to the surface of his body.

"Half-step Martial Venerable! It's another half-step martial artist! Zhuang Zhuang couldn't help but exclaim.

Jiang Countercurrent, it is actually a half-step martial artist!

Half-step Wuzun, is it so worthless?

Once his realm is stabilized, he will be a peerless genius who shocks the martial arts world like Huangfu Yun.

Jiang Guiliu smiled smugly, enjoying the amazement of others for his strength.

It's a pity that Mu Li's complexion has not changed in the slightest.

He took a chair and approached the river against the current.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead." Jiang Guiliu snorted, "I'm just standing here for you to fight, what can you do to me?" ”

He stood still and did not move.

He is very confident, and looks down on the Great Elder of Hehuanmen, feeling that he is vain, strong on the outside, and far inferior to himself.

Mu Li lifted the chair and slapped him in the face.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Jiang Guiliu froze on his face with a smug and disdainful smile, and then gradually became distorted......

"Boom!" The river countercurrent flew out like a cannonball, flying far, far away.

The young half-step martial arts are the same.

None of the internal strength protectors have the slightest effect.

"Could it be that chair is some kind of divine weapon?" This question could not help but arise solemnly.

Shot two half-step martial artists in a row, but there was no damage.

"You ......"

Jiang Guiliu got up from the ground with a shocked face, unable to believe it.

Why was he able to photograph me?

When the wooden chair meets Wuzun's internal strength, shouldn't it be shattered?

This doesn't make sense......

Mu Li didn't talk to him at all, and continued to walk towards where he was with the chair.

"Young Master Ben doesn't believe it!" Jiang Guiliu launched an offensive and took the initiative to attack, rushing towards Mu Li with a knife.

Mu Li's pace did not change in the slightest, not slowly.

"Die!" Jiang Counterstream stabbed Mu Li in the chest.

Then he saw a chair dilate in his pupils.

"Bang!"

Jiang Countercurrent was shot out again.

"How is this possible?" When Jiang Guiliu got up from the ground, he became depressed and couldn't accept this reality.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! He rushed forward with all his might.

"Bang!" Shoot Fly......

"Grass!"

"Bang!"

……

"Wuji, it's so violent...... people from the Wumeng branch sighed.

This is the second time he has used a half-step martial arts level figure like a ball.

What kind of realm is he?

"It doesn't make sense! It must be because my realm is not stable, so my strength cannot be exerted, otherwise you are definitely not my opponent! Jiang roared against the current.

"Oh?"

This time, when Mu Li walked up to him, he didn't shoot it with a chair again.

"Do you think that if you become a real Martial Venerable, you can kill me in seconds?" He asked.

"That's absolute, if I stabilize the realm and can really leave the body, it's just a matter of a moment to kill you."

"Okay, I'll help you become a true Martial Venerable." Mu Li said to himself, and then squatted down, stretching out a palm against Jiang Countercurrent.

The river was stunned and didn't know why.

Soon, he felt a surge of energy into his body, helping him to condense his internal strength and stimulate his internal strength.

Jiang Guiliu opened his mouth wide, unable to believe it.

Mu Li was actually helping him stabilize the realm of Wuzun......

The people from the Wumeng branch said that there were not enough eyeballs and brains.

What kind of god-like dramatic development is this?

A moment ago, Wuji was still abusing Jiang Guiliu like a ball, but at this moment, he was helping him stabilize the realm of Wuzun as if nothing happened?

Sympathetic to each other, look at the right eye?

I can't understand it at all, okay......

Jiang Guiliu's face became more and more happy.

He really felt that he was transforming into a real Martial Venerable, and the speed was amazing.

Although Mu Li's actions made him completely confused, this kind of good thing was like pie in the sky.

Mu Li didn't explain, the people of the Northern Alliance were silent and did not speak, and the people of the Wumeng branch did not dare to make any moves, and this underground casino fell into an eerie silence.

After about twenty minutes, Mu Li withdrew his palm and stood up, taking a few steps back.

Jiang Guiliu clenched his fists and stood up and looked at his body.

"Drink!" He let out a low shout, and a circle of surging energy suddenly burst out from his body, revolving around his body.

"You've become a true Martial Venerable." Mu Li said.

"Not bad." Jiang Guiliu said with a smile, and his smile became fierce.

"Although I don't know what kind of wind your brain is pumping, it will actually help me stabilize the realm, but I will not show mercy to my subordinates, your life, I will decide!"

Mu Li nodded, then stretched out a palm and slapped it against the river.

"Boom!"

The wind and clouds shook, and a large handprint appeared out of thin air, pressing down against the river.

Jiang Guiliu's complexion changed greatly, and he hurriedly used his internal strength and blocked it with both hands.

"Boom ......"

The deafening sound roared, and it felt like the underground casinos were shaking a few times.

When the wind and waves were calm and the smoke dissipated, a large handprint appeared on the ground where the river was standing.

And Jiang Guiliu himself was staring with round eyes, mottled and weakly lying in the big mudra pit, and his muscles and bones were afraid that they would be scattered.

The people of the Wumeng branch were dumbfounded.

Mu Li slowly walked to the edge of the big mudra pit and looked down at the painful river current.

"I helped you stabilize the realm of Martial Venerable, just to tell you that even if you are a genuine Martial Venerable, I can take you to waste."