The envoy of Xuantian Cloud Palace was shocked out of the room, so that the guard steward, who was the introducer, was directly stupid in the room.

"Li-Zhi-Yuan!"

The young envoy rose from the ground, first like an angry rabid dog, staring at the room and roaring loudly.

"If you say one more word, I'll kill you. If you don't believe me, give it a try. ”

Li Mu's voice came out of the room clearly.

The remaining words of the young envoy, like a duck that had been choked by someone's neck, could no longer speak, she was not a long but proud life, the first time she met such a person, in the face of the prestige of Xuantian Cloud Palace, not only did she not have the slightest fear, but she was even more arrogant, in the past, it was the head of those big sects, when she met her, which one was not respectful and courteous?

You wait!

She could only say this sentence fiercely in her heart, turned around and left.

In the room, Li Mu looked at the housekeeper like a guard.

The Steward's face, which was more ugly than being kicked by a donkey, struggled to say hello, turned and fled, and began to wonder how to explain the matter to the young envoy.

Li Mu returned to the room, feeling a little disappointed.

The Xuantian Cloud Palace, which is known as the ruler of the Northern Wilderness Region, if it is the same face from top to bottom, it means that this so-called maker of the martial arts order in the Northern Wilderness Region has decayed and decayed after a long period of time, just like those imperial dynasties that rule over all the people, after all, it will be difficult to escape the fate of prosperity and decline.

As for the possible revenge of the Xuantian Cloud Palace, Li Mu didn't pay attention to it at all.

In the next two days, Li Mu instructed Shen Jia to practice martial arts, and Shen Xiaoyue also practiced on the side, but she missed the best time to practice, so even if she had a famous teacher and resources, it was difficult to compare with Shen Jia.

Time flies.

On the third day, the sun rises, the wind is mild, and the sun is shining.

Li Mu got up early, had breakfast, and arranged Shen Jia's cultivation homework before leaving the Cloud Inn alone, as if he was going out for spring, without the slightest solemnity before the war.

Outside the inn, it was already crowded with people.

From here to the helm of the Four Seas God Sect, it was only a mile, and the streets were already full of people from all over the world, and countless eyes were glued to Li Mu's body when Li Mu walked out of the inn door.

This battle, no matter what the outcome is, will have a far-reaching impact on the rivers and lakes of the Northern Wasteland.

In the past three days, many people in the rivers and lakes have traveled thousands of miles to Xuantian Holy City day and night, just to witness this battle that is enough to be recorded in the history of the rivers and lakes of the Northern Wilderness Region at close range.

Li Mu walked away, quite surprised by such a grand formation.

People in the martial arts still like to be lively.

Of course, what surprised him even more was that in the past two days, the Xuantian Cloud Palace had not made any movement, as if he had forgotten about the expulsion and humiliation of the envoy, but he always felt that there was a mysterious storm, hidden under the calm, exuding a dangerous aura.

In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived outside the helm of the Four Seas God Sect.

Li Mu stood at the door and looked up.

The small city gate like a palace, the strong and stubborn martial arts masters, the buildings are majestic, the scenery is beautiful, and there are hundreds of people standing at the gate, all of whom are the elites of the Four Seas God Sect, as well as the help boxing masters invited from the rivers and lakes, putting on a posture and waiting for the battle.

The leader of these people is a burly, lion-like old man, with a red face, a lion's nose and mouth, gray and thick hair, a strong spirit, and an extraordinary momentum, presumably the contemporary leader of the Four Seas God Sect [Mad Lion] Xiao Zhan.

Behind Xiao Zhan, there were dozens of people, and the fluctuations of Xuan Qi were quite amazing, all of them were first-class martial arts powerhouses in the Northern Wilderness Region.

Judging from these people alone, it is enough to confirm the status of the second largest sect in the Northern Wasteland of the Four Seas God Sect, which is definitely true.

Behind Li Mu, the streets, walls, and major buildings around the helm of the Four Seas God Sect were all densely packed with people in the rivers and lakes, all holding their breath, waiting for the upcoming battle.

"Hahaha, Li Zhiyuan, you are finally here, the old man has been waiting here for a long time, today, I want to see how you, a madman who does not know the height of the sky, will step on my Four Seas God Sect. ”

[Crazy Lion] Xiao Zhan laughed, arrogant.

Li Mu did not answer.

He just raised his hand and pulled out the white cloud blue water knife hanging from his waist, the tip of the knife pointed obliquely at the ground, and the undisguised murderous air overflowed, and glanced at the people standing at the gate of the rudder of the Four Seas God Sect, and said: "Today is a big day for me to avenge the tragic death of the head of the Heavenly Dao Sect and all the senior brothers, standing in front of this gate to stop me, it is the enemy, I only give you ten breaths of time, if you don't want to die, give me a roll, ten breaths are over, if you still stand here, hehe, then I will be blamed for killing, the blade does not recognize people." ”

The air froze cold.

Some of the people standing in front of the gate of the Four Seas God Sect suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.

"Li Zhiyuan, it is better to settle the grievance than to settle it, it is already a thing of the past, why bother with it, the old man Wei Dongan, the head of the Dongshan faction, and the friends in the rivers and lakes, all give me some face, it's better to do this, today I will show this old face and be a peacemaker, you and Brother Xiao Zhan, meet each other with a smile and enmity......"

An old man with white hair and a look of more than a hundred years old, with a smile on his face, walked out from behind Xiao Zhan, breaking the posture of relying on the old man to sell.

Li Mu didn't speak, standing in place, squinting his eyes slightly.

A trace of embarrassment flashed in Wei Dongan's eyes, and he said: "Brother Li, you are still young, you don't know that the rivers and lakes are sinister, sometimes, no matter how high a person's strength is, it is difficult to compare with the famous sects, not to mention that you are not alone, and the senior brother of the Heavenly Dao Sect, you have killed the Four Seas God Sect here, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will kill you in the future, when will the wrongs be retributed, it is better to ......"

The voice did not fall.

"The tenth breath has arrived. ”

The knife flashed.

Wei Dong'an's white-haired head flew up directly, and the headless corpse froze in place for a moment before slowly falling to the ground with a pop.

Li Mu lifted his knife and slowly walked towards the hundreds of masters and powerhouses of the Four Seagod Sect.

"When the head of my sect and my brothers and sisters were killed, where were you peacemakers?" he sneered disdainfully: "He will only help the abuse, and never preside over justice, such a person deserves to die ten thousand times more than the evildoer, kill!"

With a finger of the blade, the knife burst out.

Li Mu slashed at [Crazy Lion] Xiao Zhan with a knife.

"Hubris. ”

A cold voice rang out.

Streamer flash].

In the morning sun, a dazzling sword shadow, like a cold morning dew, suddenly erupted from behind [Mad Lion] Xiao Zhan, stabbing the sword qi, like a divine dragon of the reverse journey, stabbing at Li Mu.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The sound of swords intersecting kept bursting out.

"Huh......? Terrible. ”

Li Mu's eyes lit up, and he took out the knife on the spot.

In an instant, the [Cloud Divide Eight Desolate Knife Style] has a total of thirty-six styles, and it is completed in an instant, and the dense sword light phantom in front of him seems to be an auspicious cloud steaming and dancing and changing, which is very beautiful.

In the end, Li Mu took a step back before he completely removed the opponent's sword style.

A strand of black hair, fluttering in the wind.

But it was the long hair of Li Mu's sideburns that was cut off by the sword qi.

Opposite him, stood a middle-aged man with a sword, his face was expressionless, wearing a black robe, the black long sword in his hand vibrated slightly, and the invisible sword qi burst out, and the black sword in black seemed to be exuding endless darkness, turning this sunny morning into a long night all of a sudden.

"Hahaha, Li Zhiyuan, do you really think that if you only touch the threshold of the tenth god's desperate situation, you will be invincible in the world? ”

【Crazy Lion】Xiao Zhan looked up to the sky and laughed.

In the fight just now, Li Mu was forced to take a step back, and in the eyes of countless people, all of a sudden, a monstrous wave was set off in their hearts, when did the Four Seas God Sect actually produce such a kendo powerhouse?

Li Zhiyuan met an opponent?

Li Mu ignored Xiao Zhan's taunt, his eyes fell on the middle-aged sword slave in black and with a black sword, and he felt a familiar aura, similar to the young man in black who was killed by him on the edge of the waterhole under Tiandao Mountain that day.

The same organization?

"What kind of swordsmanship did you use just now?" asked Li Mu.

"Seven blows to the morning dew!"

The middle-aged sword slave cherishes words like gold.

"Good swordsmanship. Li Mu admired.

This is the most exquisite swordsmanship he has encountered since he practiced martial arts, and in terms of skill changes and force use, it is still above the [Sword God] Wang Yanyi in his previous life.

This world is indeed a martial arts world that brings the techniques, techniques, and changes of combat skills to the extreme.

Angered by Li Mu's gesture, [Wild Lion] Xiao Zhan roared angrily at the middle-aged sword slave: "Hurry up, kill him for me, I want him to die......"

"Let's hit the road. ”

The middle-aged sword slave came out with a sword again.

Bright as morning dew, the sword becomes like a tassel.

It's still an amazing swordsmanship.

Li Mu smiled: "You can't use the same move twice against Saint Seiya. He swung his sword forward, and the sword shadow of the white clouds and blue water flashed, and the sword technique of the sky was shattered.

"Poof......

The black sword in the hands of the middle-aged sword slave shattered, his body was out of control, and he flew out upside down like a paper kite with a broken thread, spraying blood in mid-air, smashing the palace wall gate of the Four Seas God Sect.

Bang!

The sound of the wall collapsing woke up the masters of the Four Seas God Sect who were in extreme shock.

And in the smoke and dust, Li Mu was already like a tiger stepping on a flock of sheep, wielding a knife aggressively.

His sword technique is no longer the [Cloud Divide Eight Desolation Sword Style], but the [Morning Dew Attack] of the middle-aged sword slave before the interpretation, but it does turn the sword technique into a knife move, and where the sword light flashes, one by one, the masters and powerhouses of the Four Seas God Sect fall down like cutting wheat!

Blood flowed on the ground, pooled into puddles of blood, and gathered into rivers.

Exclamations, screams, shouts, and loud voices are endless.

The people in the martial arts who watched the excitement on the surrounding streets and buildings had not yet recovered from the previous shock, and they couldn't understand why the mysterious middle-aged sword slave in black and black had the absolute upper hand the first time, but in the second fight, he couldn't even catch Li Zhiyuan's sword, and he was chopped away.

The smoke and dust gradually cleared.

[Heavenly Dao Shura] Li Zhiyuan stood with his sword.

Tick tock.

The blood was like rain, and it slid down the blood groove of the white cloud blue water knife drop by drop into the blood puddle on the ground.

Around him, corpses were strewn and limbs were broken.

The army of hundreds of masters and powerhouses of the Four Seagod Sect that was enough to sweep through the vast majority of the sects in the Northern Wasteland Region was almost wiped out, leaving only the old sect leader [Mad Lion] Xiao Zhan and a few veteran powerhouses of the Eight Realms, covered in blood and scarred, barely supporting themselves Standing in a pool of blood, looking at Li Mu with desperate and frightened eyes.

The speed with which the Four Seagod Cult was defeated exceeded the limits of anyone's imagination.