"The divine soul has been able to hold out for ten minutes under the divine wind of destruction."

Before you know it, the day passes.

The next morning, Lin Mu suddenly looked happy.

This is a huge step forward.

The longer he resists the kamikaze of destruction, the longer it will take him to improve his soul.

Now, every time he practiced, he could clearly feel that his divine soul was getting stronger.

"Sir."

At this moment, Montaigne's voice came, and there seemed to be a strong anger in his tone.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Mu exhaled slowly and said calmly.

"The men of the Predator are here."

Montaigne said angrily, "He was in the reception hall and told you to go see him." ”

Yesterday, he also met the people of the Iron Blood Alliance, and at that time, how good and good his attitude was, who would have thought that everything would change overnight.

Of course he knew the reason, it was nothing more than that these people thought that Lin Mu's martial arts qualification was only a yellow-level high-grade and had no future.

He completely scoffed at this.

These people who have eyes and no beads, where do they know the methods of Mr.

How could a terrifying being who had mastered the power of the soul only have this qualification.

In his opinion, it must be that Lin Mu didn't want to show his edge, deliberately kept a low profile, and secretly used means to interfere with the test, so that the qualifications shown were only yellow-level and top-grade.

"Let me go see him?"

Lin Mu's eyes were cold, and then he seemed to smile, "Very good, then I'll go see him." ”

After going out, Montaigne and Lin Mu complained as they walked in the direction of the meeting room: "Sir, don't you see the face of that Iron Blood Alliance disciple, you are self-righteous, and your nostrils are going to be tilted to the sky. ”

"You know who the other party is, right?"

Lin Mu said indifferently.

"I know, it's the core disciple of the Iron Regiment, it seems to be called Xia Yu or something."

Montaigne was indignant, "Isn't it just a ninth-order great martial artist, what do you really think of yourself?" ”

Soon, the two arrived at the meeting room.

At the head of the living room, a long-faced young man sat there, looking down at Lin Mu and Montaigne who had entered.

"Lin Mu, your shelf is not small, and you want me to wait for you here."

Unexpectedly, Lin Mu did not express his dissatisfaction with the young man's attitude, but the other party reprimanded Lin Mu.

"The Iron Blood Alliance asked you to come, didn't you come to talk this nonsense?"

For this kind of person, Lin Mu is too lazy to talk to the other party.

"What's your attitude?"

The long-faced young man's face sank, "Forget it, scheming with people like you, I lost my identity in vain, now you listen to me, I'll convey the instructions of the Iron Blood Alliance to you." ”

Lin Mu didn't speak, looking at the other party indifferently.

"Lin Mu's qualification evaluation is at the level of an outer disciple, but in view of the fact that Lin Mu is a consummation martial artist and controls the Divine Fist Society, he has been promoted to an inner disciple."

The long-faced young man said proudly, "Also, let me tell you, my name is Xia Yu, and I am a core disciple, so in front of me in the future, you had better be respectful." ”

"Bastard, the core disciples are amazing, people who don't know, they still think you are the leader of the Iron Blood Alliance."

Montaigne was furious.

"Huh?"

Xia Yu's eyes narrowed sharply, and he looked at Montaigne coldly, "You want to find death?" ”

"Your uncle's ......"

Montaigne was by no means a good-tempered person, otherwise he would not have been easily provoked by Lin Mu at the beginning.

"Montaigne, step aside."

Without waiting for him to get mad, Lin Mu waved his hand, and then looked at Xia Yu, "Is there anything else to say?" ”

"Absolutely."

Xia Yu showed a look of cruelty on his face, "Although you joined my Iron Blood Alliance, both the Iron Group and the Blood League refused to recruit you, so in the future, you can only rely on your own development." ”

Lin Mu listened, and his expression did not change.

"This is the confession of the alliance, and I personally have something to say to you."

Xia Yu continued, "To be honest, I'm curious about how with your poor talent, you cultivated to the perfection of martial arts at this age and killed Sun Zheng. ”

"If you have something to say, I'm not interested in figuring out what you mean."

Lin Mu said without emotion.

"I never believed that you could kill Sun Zheng, originally I was puzzled, but now when I see this Montaigne, I understand everything. It must have been you who colluded with Montaigne and did something to Sun Zheng in advance, such as poisoning him, so you could kill Sun Zheng. ”

Xia Yu raised his chin, looking like he had seen through Lin Mu.

"You're so rich in associations."

Lin Mu smiled dumbly.

"Don't pretend, I'm not interested in how you killed Sun Zheng."

Speaking of this, a flash of greed flashed in Xia Yu's eyes, "I'm only curious about how you cultivated to the perfection of martial arts, hand over the secret, and take refuge in me." ”

Lin Mu looked at the other party in astonishment, he never thought that Xia Yu had this idea.

"You don't have a choice."

Xia Yu thought that Lin Mu was moved by what he said, "No faction in the Iron Blood Alliance is willing to want you now, but as long as you take refuge in me, I can keep you worry-free in the future......"

"Hahaha."

Before he finished speaking, Montaigne couldn't help laughing.

How strong Lin Mu's strength is, he couldn't know it better, this Xia Yu is just a ninth-order great martial artist, and he actually came to let Lin Mu take refuge in him.

He felt that he had never heard such a funny joke in his life.

"What are you laughing at?"

Xia Yu's face turned completely cold, this Montaigne, repeatedly provoked him, and didn't give him a lesson, the other party really didn't know how to restrain himself.

Montaigne ignored him, still laughing.

"Xia Yu, have you finished your words?"

Without waiting for Xia Yu to attack, Lin Mu said coldly.

When Xia Yu heard this, he was even more angry: "What do you mean? ”

"When that's all said and done, let's get out of here."

Lin Mu shook his head, this Xia language, there is really a problem with IQ, and he can't hear such an obvious hint.

"You...... You repeat? ”

Xia Yu's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Get out."

Lin Mu's face turned cold, how could he be interested in wasting time with this kind of clown.

"Look for death."

Xia Yu's eyes erupted with anger.

"Biluo Sword."

With a flip of his hand, a cyan sword fell into his hand.

With Ling Yan's killing intent, he directly slashed at Lin Mu with a sword.

Xia Yu is a ninth-order great martial artist, this Biluo sword is also a medium-grade spiritual weapon, the combination of the two, the power is close to the peak of the great martial artist.

It's a pity that he is facing Lin Mu.

Airplanes!

The dazzling sword rays were like a long river, instantly piercing through the void, as if they were about to cut Lin Mu in half.

Lin Mu's face was expressionless, he didn't use any weapons, and punched out directly.

"You're killing yourself......"

Seeing Lin Mu so big, Xia Yu was both angry and happy.

But before he could finish his words, his face stiffened.

Bang!

Lin Mu's fist was mediocre, like a mortal's fist.

However, when this punch was struck, his sword was shattered by Lin Mu in an instant.

Without giving Xia Yu a chance to react, Lin Mu stepped out, and the person appeared in front of Xia Yu like a ghost.

Syllable!

A slap in the face of Xia Yu.

Without warning, Xia Yu's body was slapped on the spot and flew out.