Click.

Qi Huai's neck was directly twisted off on the spot.

He looked at Li Mu in disbelief.

In Li Mu's calm pupils, which looked like a hundred-year-old well, Qi Huai saw his panicked face.

At that moment just now, Qi Huai didn't even tell how Li Mu made a move, with one fist, without the slightest pyrotechnic gas, hammered out at random, and shattered his two lines of poetry.

That's a poem that asks for the blessings of the Book of Heaven.

Is this the power to kill Emperor Qin Ming?

Qi Huai's heart was shocked to the extreme.

And almost at the same time, the mouth of his already broken head uttered the last difficult syllable.

In an instant, the ancient book was moved, and a strange blue power poured out of it, wrapping Qi Huai's body, which actually shook Li Mu's arm, and with Qi Huai, he burst out twenty meters and left the distance between each other.

Qi Huai grabbed his head with one hand, twisted it slightly, like pinching mud, and pinched his head on his neck again, clicking, and the broken bones returned to normal in the crisp sound.

However, his face was already full of horror.

The blue light that enveloped him was a page in an ancient thread-bound book, falling from his body and burning to ashes before it hit the ground.

Li Mu slowly withdrew his fist, slightly surprised.

This book is kind of interesting.

However, this can't save Qi Huai.

Li Mu held the little baby girl Li Anzhi in his left hand, the killing intent did not retreat, the knife pill urged, and the twelve flying knives broke out of the air, and the sword technique carried the power of the emperor's fire, ruthlessly slashing out, only to see the sword light flickering, and Qi Huai was already shrouded in endless knife intent.

These days, the people in the rivers and lakes who come to Longcheng Pass can be killed, without exception.

Qi Huai's complexion changed greatly.

At this time, his momentum was completely overwhelmed, and there was already fear in his heart, and under the flying knife, there was no power to resist.

"Master, save me. He exclaimed.

At this time, in an instant, a figure, like a ghost, appeared by Qi Huai's side incredibly, holding the ancient book in one hand, turning the pages of the book with a bang, and said quickly: "The dark light floats in the sky and the light is hidden, and there is no time to come from anywhere." ”

In the ancient book of threads, a ball of light flowed out, wrapped the two of them, and instantly broke out of the range of the flying knife, and in a flash, it was like teleportation, and went to a hundred meters away.

A middle-aged scholar with a handsome face appeared beside Qi Huai.

It was the middle-aged scholar who came to Longchengguan with Bai Mochou and others.

"Why is Li Sheng so ruthless, he has to kill them all?" The middle-aged scholar's face was calm, free and majestic, and there was a strong bookish aura on his body, but this bookish aura could not hide his own rebelliousness.

He and Qi Huai have a similar temperament.

Shooting just now, between the rabbit and the falcon, he showed a cultivation strength that far surpassed Qi Huai, and at this time, facing Li Mu, he spoke extremely hard, and the power of the saint spread, and it was not an ordinary holy power.

The Guanshan family and other martial arts powerhouses, when they saw this person, their faces were all happy.

They had already recognized the man's identity.

Li Mu's heart moved, and the twelve flying knives returned to his side, suspended behind him, like a peacock opening the screen, blooming with a cold glow, which made people's hearts palpitate.

Li Mu smiled coldly and said: "The people in the Nine Extremes, the Nine Extremes of the Martial Dao in the world, have gone to five of the nine, the Nine Poles of Guanshan and the Dao Sect have died together, the Sun Pope died at the hands of Emperor Qin Ming, the Wave Master, the Evil Sword Demon Saint died in the Wolf God Temple, and the remaining four people, the Lord of the Wolf God Temple, the little demon of the Heavenly Demon Mansion, and the Xiao Rulai of the Huazang Temple, all of them do not match your breath, are you asking the Taoist Academy book madman Wei Wuxi?"

As soon as these words came out, there was indeed an exclamation around them.

What the?

The Wanderer and the Evil Sword Demon Saint are both dead?

Isn't it a retreat in the Far South?

How did Li Mu know that such a thing happened?

That's big news.

However, in the next moment, the powerhouses of the rivers and lakes here didn't care about anything else, and most of their faces were full of joy.

The Nine Poles is a contemporary martial arts myth, even though the prestige of the Nine Poles myth fell sharply because the Pope of the Sun Temple died at the hands of Emperor Qin Ming, but it is still enough to make many people look up to the existence, and all of a sudden, they feel that they have the backbone.

At least the sky is falling, and there are big men holding it up.

The book madman Wei Wuxian is this big man.

On the Dayue side, Zhang San, Mu Qing and others were all slightly shocked in their hearts.

Why is it that even such a character is here?

The people in the Nine Extremes, shouldn't they all be masters of the world, saints who sit in charge of the world's luck, don't like things, don't feel sorry for themselves, how can even this kind of person come to take advantage of the weakness of adults and intervene?

What kind of world is this?

The middle-aged scholar smiled slightly and said, "Yes, this academy is asking Dao Academy Wei Wuai, and Li Shengren is polite." ”

Li Mu shook his head: "You are unreasonable to come here at this time. ”

Wei Wuxian said: "Ask for your life for the common people of heaven and earth, don't dare not come." ”

Li Mu smiled.

Another pretend.

"What kind of life, please?" At this time, the little Li Anzhi in his arms woke up, Li Mu did not rush to make a move, but coaxed the little guy slightly clumsily and asked casually.

"Please also ask Li Shengren to have mercy on the people of this world, don't go on a killing spree again," Wei Wuxian made a long gesture, and said with a sincere expression: "Li Shengren successively killed the prince of Western Qin and the emperor of the people, which led to the chaos of the Western Qin Empire, the dragons were leaderless, rebels rose everywhere, wolf smoke was everywhere, and the name was boring, you must know, once the hero drew his sword, it was a hundred years of calamity, under the fame of Li Sheng, there were many white bones, why bother?"

"Dean Wei is wrong about what he said. Mu Qing, who was on the side, couldn't help but speak: "Emperor Qin Ming was tyrannical and unreasonable, with an order, millions of innocent civilians in ten cities and nine places were slaughtered, and the corpses were like mountains. ”

Wei Wuxian looked at Mu Qing and the other remnants of the Great Moon, his face suddenly gloomy, and he scolded sharply: "It is the resurgence of the Yin Ghost that caused the chaos in Western Qin, and Emperor Qin Ming took the responsibility of the emperor and raised troops to recruit and suppress, so that there would be such a killing, you need to find the reason from yourself." ”

"You ......" Zhang San trembled with anger.

The saint in the Nine Extremes is so unreasonable when he speaks.

"Giggle......" The little baby laughed again under Li Mu's teasing, staring at Li Mu with big clear eyes, babbling in his mouth, and he didn't know what he wanted to say, there was a stream of spiritual energy.

"Oh, so your plea, is it as simple as letting me not open the killing ring?" asked Li Mu again without raising his head.

Wei Wuxian smiled slightly, and said: "Now that this heaven and earth, the way of heaven has collapsed, and the forces outside the sky have descended one after another, then Emperor Qin Ming is relying on the seedlings of the forces outside the sky to help him kill the Sun Pope, but Sage Li, you can kill him, you should have some kind of life and death technique in your hands, right?"

The corners of Li Mu's mouth curled, as if he was smiling, and said, "So what?"

"If it is, hand it over, so that the warriors of the world can refer to it together. Qi Huai had a look of anger on his face, and couldn't help but snort coldly.

"Don't be rude. Wei Wuxian scolded Qi Huai, and said to Li Mu with a smile: "Li Sheng's heart is the world, since he has this secret technique, it is better to be martial arts in the world and be honest, in this way, the martial artists of my Shenzhou Continent can be qualified to confront the forces outside the world and fight the catastrophe together, why not do it." ”

Li Mu listened to the master and apprentice, singing and harmonizing, and sneered in his heart.

"Wei Madman's eating appearance is inevitably too ugly. Zhang San couldn't help but said: "Your own Dao Heavenly Book, why don't you contribute it to let the world's martial artists come to enlightenment?"

Wei Wuxian said with a calm face: "Although the Book of Heaven is profound, it does not have the power to fight against people outside the world, and it is not beneficial to publish it, not to mention that this book is the brainchild of the wisdom of the sages of the past generations of my Ask Dao Academy, how can it be easily leaked." ”

Zhang San sneered: "Then my family's secret technique can be easily revealed?"

Wei Wuxian smiled and said: "Li Shengren rose in the end of Wei, and became a martial arts giant in a year, which shows that this secret technique is a coincidence of heaven, not a teacher, since it is a heavenly gift, why not make it public? ”

Zhang San, Mu Qing and the others in Dayue were speechless with anger.

What kind of bullshit theory is this.

Isn't it just trying to get the secrets of adults? It's disgusting to come up with such a hypocritical excuse.

Li Mu hugged Li Anzhi back into the crook of his left arm, slowly raised his head, looked at the dean of the Taoist Academy, and said, "What if I don't pay it?"

Wei Wuxian looked regretful, and said with righteousness: "If Li Shengren is obsessed, then I have no choice but to make a move, and it will be difficult for the strongman." ”

Li Mu said sneeringly: "Attack me? Who gave you the courage Liang Jingru?"

Wei Wuxian obviously didn't know who Liang Jingru was, but he still said lightly: "In normal times, this court naturally doesn't dare to make a mistake, but now, Li Sheng is seriously injured by killing Emperor Ming, how much combat power does he have?"

As he spoke, behind his head, the thread-bound ancient book floated and shot out a silver light, extremely soft and not lethal.

This silver light shone on Li Mu's body, and suddenly revealed the injuries on Li Mu's flesh shell, which were full of dense cracks, like a cracked riverbed, and even the bones were cracked, which was extremely terrifying, and it was obviously not a light injury.

This is the scar left by Li Mu's overloaded body when he forcibly urged the [Thousand Waves Stack] twelve punches to kill Emperor Ming that day.

The blood-colored marks seemed to be extremely heavy, but in fact, for Li Mu, wanting to recover was just a convenient thing, but because he had been riddled with demons for the past few days, his shape was like a withered tree, so he did not use his skills to treat it.

But in the eyes of others, they were all shocked in their hearts.

Is Li Mu really injured?

And so serious?

Hundreds of martial arts powerhouses such as the Guanshan family suddenly settled down, and in the eyes that looked at Li Mu, they gradually lost their awe and fear, but became ruthless, like a hungry wolf that smelled blood.

Qi Huai is also very happy.

Li Mu smiled faintly, the surface of his body flashed, and the silver light of the ancient book in the thread lost its effect, and it could no longer transmit through his body.

Wei Wuxian smiled slightly, and said confidently: "Li Shengren used the power of thunder to kill everyone in the Northern Spirit Sect, behead the King of the Ming Mountain, and crush me, the uncompetitive disciple Qi Huai, I'm afraid that the last strength in my body has been wasted, right?

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