When Li Mu and the others came to the outside of the camp, they saw that the old king's first-class uncle was confronting a middle-aged man wearing a swordsman's robe from the Mingxin Sword Sect.

The old king's shoulder, the military uniform was cut open, and the sword wound on the shoulder was deep to the bone, and blood flowed out.

And the middle-aged man in the swordsman's robe, where he held the sword, faintly spilled a trace of blood.

"Li Zhanshen?" The middle-aged man looked at Li Mu out, there was a lot of ridicule in his eyes, and said: "I am here to post on behalf of the Wuyue Divine Alliance, it is best to let these old dogs under your command be disciplined, don't grin your teeth at every turn, otherwise, if the dog's paws are cut off, then no one else will be blamed." ”

The arrogance is arrogant and domineering to the extreme.

Song Changlin, Wang Menghu and others on the side were all secretly complaining.

In the past dozens of days, they have been at an absolute disadvantage on Xuantian Mountain, and they have been swallowing their anger.

Li Mu ignored the middle-aged swordsman's provocation for the first time.

His first concern was the old man's injury.

Fortunately, the injuries on the head and shoulders of the old king healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, the muscles healed, leaving only a red mark.

The old god let himself bring these dozen masters to Qinling, it is definitely not without purpose, it has another purpose.

Li Mu relaxed his heart and looked at the middle-aged swordsman of the Mingxin Sword Sect who was arrogant.

The three sects, two mountains, and one pavilion in the Songshan world, the six major forces, the top powerhouses, all came to the Qinling Mountains under the leadership of the head of the Mingxin Sword Sect, the old man of the sword, to prepare the battle plan for the [Ancient Ancestor Gate], and this middle-aged swordsman must be one of the top ones.

Sure enough, it has a strong insolent aura of the Mingxin Sword Sect.

"How about it, Li Zhanshen, hehe, dare to go, give me a word. The middle-aged swordsman Jian Li Mu did not answer, a little impatient, tilted his face, and sneered.

Li Mu raised his hand and was a slap.

Syllable!

The middle-aged swordsman only felt a dazzle in his eyes, and then a sharp pain came from the left half of his face, and his body involuntarily spun in place like a spinning top, unable to stop at all.

He was directly stunned.

"This slap is to teach you to respect the old and love the young. ”

After Li Mu finished fighting, he said in a deep voice.

The middle-aged swordsman barely stopped for a while.

The left side of his face is already swollen and inhuman, his facial bones are broken, and the upper and lower teeth on the left side are also shattered, not only that, half of his body is already numb, and he can't even lift it at all, but he just didn't see clearly how Li Mu made a move just now.

"Are you ......" Looking at Li Mu's eyes, the middle-aged swordsman was angry and didn't dare to spit out half a word.

This slap has already made him know the huge strength gap between himself and Li Mu.

Li Mu said: "Go back and tell the old man of the sword that in an hour, I will fulfill the contract and go to the Sword Square." ”

The middle-aged swordsman gritted his teeth and glanced at Li Mu, and when he turned around and moved, his eyes were already full of viciousness, and what he thought in his heart was that after the plan of the Sword Discussion Square was launched, how to humiliate Li Mu to the fullest.

Li Mu suddenly spoke: "Wait." ”

The middle-aged swordsman's body stiffened.

"What's the matter?" he looked back at Li Mu.

Li Mudao: "After coming to my Chinese camp and showing off your might, you just left?"

"You...... What do you mean?" said the middle-aged swordsman angrily.

Li Mu said: "Which hand you hold the sword and hurt our people, leave which hand you want." ”

The middle-aged swordsman was shocked, then angry, and said, "Li Mu, don't go too far. ”

Li Mu said: "Keep your hands, or stay your life, you choose." Three seconds, only one chance. ”

An uncontrollable chill rose in the middle-aged swordsman's heart, and he also had some regrets, he knew that Li Mu was so strong and domineering, he shouldn't have been too provocative just now, but now, did he really leave a hand?

Facing Li Mu's Gujing Wubo's eyes, which generally didn't have too many waves, he was still scared in the end.

Gritting his teeth, he drew his sword.

Brush.

A flash of cold light.

The right hand that had previously held the sword fell to the ground.

He held the sword in his left hand, his face turned pale, and said, "Now, are you satisfied?"

Li Mudao: "I'm not particularly satisfied, but I've never been too much for myself, take your dirty hands and roll, don't take it as an example." ”

The middle-aged swordsman picked up his severed hand, stared at Li Mu with a dead gaze, and said, "My name is Qiu Jiu, you remember it, it's best not to forget." The tone was solemn and the face was hideous.

"One more word, and you won't go today. Li Mudao.

The middle-aged swordsman immediately shut up, didn't dare to say a cruel word, and left with hatred.

"What kind of cat or dog, dare to bark wildly. ”

Li Mu looked at the back of the middle-aged swordsman leaving, and in the depths of his eyes, there was already a trace of killing intent circulating.

These ancient monks, who are pretentious, and who don't hurt when they fight, won't have a long memory.

It's going to have to be ruthless once.

"Wang, what do you mean by that?" The stupid dog husky who disappeared just now, I don't know where it came from, heard Li Mu's words, and was very dissatisfied: "You said that a cat is forgotten, why do you want to bring a dog, do you have an opinion on our dog?"

"Go aside. ”

Li Mu was too lazy to pay attention to this idiot with an IQ of two hundred and five.

"Brother Mu'er, do you really want to go to the Sword Square?"

Song Changlin looked a little worried.

"Now it's not as good as before, I heard that the strongest cultivators in the world have gathered on Xuantian Mountain, and many strong people who have come out of the famous mountains and oceans, such as the Dragon King of the Four Seas, the King of Godzilla of the Deep Sea, and the gods of Europe and the United States, have all come, and they have formed an alliance of interests. ”

The old man named Ouyang Fu also said: "Dr. Song is right, those ancient monks who came out of the famous mountains and rivers are very repulsive to the secular world, regard us as ants, and kill at will, I heard that some ancient monks practice evil demon exercises, send people to the mortal world, catch boys and girls, and collect blood to practice......

In fact, the two of them were also very excited at this time.

When Li Mu didn't come, they swallowed their anger, and it can be said that they were wronged.

As soon as Li Mu came, he asked the monks of the Mingxin Sword Sect to bow their heads and admit their mistakes, injecting a shot of strength into the people in the entire military camp.

But now that the form has changed, it is really not as good as before, those 'immortals' have been born, can Li Mu still turn the tide like the last time? In fact, they don't have much confidence in their hearts, and they also care about Li Mu's safety.

"If that's the case, then I'm going to go. ”

Li Mu has made up his mind.

"Stupid dog, you stay at the camp to watch over the house. ”

Li Mu said to the others: "I will set up a formation around the camp, Uncle Zhang, you cooperate with Mr. Ouyang to protect the camp, and all of you will stay, protect Dr. Song, and collect research data." ”

......

......

"How can it be justified? ”

The old man of the sword was so angry that he almost dropped the cup in his hand.

"This Li Mu is too deceitful. ”

As the first leader of the Wuyue Divine Alliance, the old man of the sword had a kind of pleasure of 'the spring breeze is proud, and he can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day' during this time, so even if his old nest Songshan world was copied, he still stayed in Xuantian Mountain and sat firmly in Diaoyutai.

But after listening to Qiu Jiu's reward, he really couldn't help it.

In the long years of cultivation, who dared to disobey him like this?

He vaguely knew everything that happened in the Songshan world, and he had already regarded Li Mu as a thorn in his eye, but for the sake of big things, he didn't have the time and time to pay attention to this little person in the mortal world, but he didn't expect that in the Qinling Mountains, this Li Mu was still so arrogant.

Qiu Jiu broke his hand, and the old man of the sword didn't care.

What he was concerned about was that his face, as the first leader of the Wuyue Divine Alliance, was beaten.

"Let's go, go to the Sword Square. ”

With a wave of his hand, he led his men and hurried to the Sword Square.

After walking a few steps, the old man suddenly remembered something, and instructed a few henchmen around him: "Other things, according to the original plan, in addition, give me the news that Li Mu came to the Sword Square and release it." ”

"Yes. ”

The Sword Square is in the center of Xuantian Mountain, and it is also directly below the core of the [Ancient Ancestor's Gate].

A clearing that has been tamped out by the great supernatural powers, the white ground is smooth as a mirror, and as hard as gold and iron, with an area of about 100 acres, surrounded by rock platforms, there are seats, different heights, a bit like the ancient Roman Colosseum, there are occasional dark black spots on the white ground, irregular traces, that is stained by the blood of the dead strong.

On the sword square is a relatively Chinese name, among the Western European and American powers, there are other names here.

I don't know when this open space has been used as a place for resolving disputes between different forces and cultivators, and in the shortest possible time, it has become a place for conventional sword competitions, and various rules have been derived and jointly observed.

Even in the most chaotic place, there are certain rules and order.

Li Mu was alone, wearing white Li Ning sportswear and sneakers, like a college student who came to travel in the mountains, unhurried, inquiring all the way, and when he came to the Sword Square, it happened to be a full hour away from Qiu Jiu's post.

Standing at the entrance, Li Mu saw that not only the stone platforms around the Sword Debate Square were already filled with all kinds of people, but even behind his buttocks, there was a large group of people following him.

This is the world of cultivators.

The monks who can appear on Xuantian Mountain, every one of them, is a master.

It's as if time has passed, and I have returned to the years on the home planet of the Sky Fox Clan.

This is the cultivation realm of the earth.

Li Mu saw all kinds of monks and races, old and young, male and female, handsome and ugly, human race, demon race, and all kinds of strange creatures, different clothes and different skin colors, sitting on the stone platforms around the square, looking at him as if looking at a giant panda.

He also saw two 'acquaintances', the immortal Taoist priest of the pure yang lineage, and the little Taoist boy beside him, who was full of aura, also on the first step, looking towards him.

"You are Li Mu, you are really a hero and a young man. ”

With the same smile on his face as Xun Chunfeng, the old man of the sword spoke far away.

He stood on the second stone step in the east, and a large number of people behind him were all masters of the Wuyue Divine Alliance.

Li Mu slowly walked into the Sword Debate Square, standing alone in the center, with a calm demeanor and a calm expression, then he looked at the old man of the sword and said, "There is no need to say too much about the hypocritical scene, why don't we get straight to the point, come to me in the next post, how do you want to end it?"