Li Mu's white jade flute was given by the eighth senior brother, and he has always regarded it as a treasure, and he has never taken it out to fight with anyone, so few people know that he has such a medium-grade spirit soldier.

"What do you say?"

Li Mu didn't explain much, while the jade flute blocked Wen Wan's long sword, the fierce fist had already been handed to her; Wen Wan's face changed, and she hurriedly raised her arm to block.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking sounded, Wen Wan's arm broke from the middle, and the strength of her fist hit her face like a raging storm, falling on Wen Wan's body, sending her flying hundreds of feet.

In the process of regression, Wen Wan kept vomiting blood, and the horror in her eyes could not be described in words, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would definitely not believe that a seventh-level martial artist of the Divine Gate could cultivate her physical body to this extent.

You must know that although she only has the cultivation of the fifth layer of Nirvana, her real combat power, even in the genius Qiongshan, can defeat those martial artists of the sixth layer of Nirvana.

And the young man on the other side is really terrifying, his combat power is equivalent to crossing a big realm, such a genius, she has never heard of it.

"What's the situation? I'm not mistaken! Brother Priest actually injured Senior Sister Wen Wan. ”

"Didn't he do ·······his best when he fought chophobios just now?"

"He has become stronger, Gu Tianlun, Jin Mei'er and the others, I'm afraid they are far from his opponents. ”

Many people present were all shocked.

"You've been in Qiongshan for ten years, is that all you can do?" Li Mu sneered and walked slowly towards Wen Wan.

Wen Wan was silent, her face was very ugly, but there was no way, she was injured in the arm by Li Mu's punch, which is an indisputable fact.

She has been a self-proclaimed genius since she was a child, and at the age of sixteen she advanced to the Divine Gate Realm; after entering Qiongshan, she soared to the sky, and it took less than ten years to enter the fifth layer of Nirvana; in other words, she has a peerless appearance.

But in front of Li Mu, this young man who is less than twenty years old, all his pride looks so pitiful.

If she is a genius, then what is Li Mu?

"Sword swing Kyushu, freeze the world!"

Seeing that Li Mu was approaching, Wen Wan eliminated distracting thoughts and took out the sword. Her swordsmanship is soft and strong, but it is very sharp, one after another sword lights, splitting the light and shadows, and the cold is pressing.

It was as violent as a storm, enveloping it down, encompassing all the major points around Li Mu.

Wherever the sword qi goes, the heavens and the earth are cold.

Ding Ding Ding ~~~

In the air, there was a dense and crisp sound of weapons colliding, and the white jade flute in Li Mu's hand flew up and down, flickering left and right, pointing out again and again, dancing densely and unventilated, blocking all attacks.

While!

With the last blow, the jade flute slammed heavily on the sword, deflecting the gentle three-foot Qingfeng sword.

At this moment, Li Mu stepped forward with a burst step and threw a punch that had been gathering momentum for a long time.

The fist opens and closes, like a full moon with a divine bow, and like the wind and thunder roaring, mixed with terrifying thunder and lightning energy, electric light shoots, silver snakes dance wildly, the scene is amazing.

Bang!

The fist fell and smashed on Wen Wan's shoulder, her shoulder exploded on the spot, and the bones of the entire shoulder blade were torn apart, as if broken porcelain had been forcibly glued together. There are fine bones, which are directly beaten out of the body.

She vomited blood even more severely, the black warrior's strong suit was wet, clinging to her body, the left cheek was splashed with a large splash of blood, and her long black and silky hair was also mottled with blood.

"Boy, I want you to die······" Wen Wan roared, shouting loudly. Her eyes were full of madness, as if she had lost her mind, like an angry lioness, she pounced on Li Mu.

The swordsmanship is even more disorganized, and there is no law to speak of, and it can be seen that although Wen Wan is a genius, she has not experienced much fighting, but is just a flower in a greenhouse.

Li Mu sneered, bullied up, swung away Wen Wan's long sword in three or two, saw a flaw, and pointed out a sword qi that pierced Wen Wan's throat.

She breathed hard, her delicate body twitched, and streams of blood flowed out of the wound, but she didn't die, and quickly sealed the wound with aura, for a martial artist in this realm, this kind of wound is not fatal.

Bang!

Li Mu didn't give her a chance to live, and the third punch fell, directly smashing Wen Wan's head, so far, Li Mu also fulfilled his promise - all the disciples of the Great Yuan Empire, all killed, not a single one.

Gentle and beautiful, but Li Mu did not have the heart to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. The enemy is the enemy, there is no mercy to say, if he is not as good as a person today, then he is the one who dies, the world of warriors, it is that simple.

"Senior Sister Wen Wan is dead!" someone exclaimed!

Everyone was in a dream, and they refused to believe that the martial artist of the fifth layer of Nirvana would be killed by Li Mu's three punches.

After packing up Wen Wan and the others' belongings, Li Mu left without saying a word.

Looking at the back of him leaving, everyone quietly listed him as a taboo-like figure in their hearts, and they must not be provoked, even if it is his followers, they can't touch him in the slightest.

Qiongshan's disciples were not as rich as he imagined, and Li Mu's biggest gain was the three-foot Qingfeng sword. In the gentle Qiankun bag, she didn't even get a spirit stone, and Li Mu estimated that this had something to do with her just breaking through.

Those Dayuan disciples got a lot of spirit stones, almost two thousand spirit stones, all of which were medium-grade spirit stones, and when they were exchanged for low-grade spirit stones, they were two million; Huo Yao alone had nearly a thousand medium-grade spirit stones, and several other Nirvana realm martial artists combined, there were also more than a thousand.

As for Xue Gang and the other new disciples of the Great Yuan Empire, they are even poorer, and the sum of a few people is only three or four hundred thousand lower grade spirit stones.

"Ice. ”

Glancing at the gentle three-foot Qingfeng Sword, Li Mu lost interest, this is an ice attribute spirit soldier, he can't exert the power that the ice sword should have, if it is a thunder and lightning attribute spirit soldier, he can use it.

Ever since his physical strength surpassed that of a lower-grade spirit soldier, Li Mu basically rarely used spirit soldiers. But now the problem is that the enemies faced in the future will become stronger and stronger, and there will only be more and more martial artists like Wen Wan with mid-grade spirit soldiers.

It is obviously unwise to be naked and shirtless with such a person.

Thinking of this, Li Mu took back the Ice Sword, planning to go to the Spirit Soldier Point to change the blade in hand.

But before that, you have to go to the Gongfa Hall first. The last alchemy conference rewarded a low-level exercise at the ground level, and I haven't received it yet.

In addition, the thousand-year-old elixir is also going to start to be purchased in large quantities, and the silver-level level needs a thousand thousand-year-old elixir.

The price of each elixir is about one million spirit stones, and a thousand elixirs are one billion lower-grade spirit stones, that is, one million medium-grade spirit stones, which is an astronomical amount for Li Mu, so the matter of the thousand-year elixir cannot be rushed, and can only be slowly figured out.