At this moment, Zhou Fushen no longer has any scruples.

One step back, he can leave the scope of the Seven Star Academy, and no one can help him.

But for some reason, before the words fell, a feeling of panic suddenly surged into his heart.

This feeling is still brought to him by Lin Mu.

"Let's go."

Although he thought it was incredible, how could Lin Mu hurt him, but out of the killer's caution, he decided to leave early.

Flipping back, the others jumped out of the wall.

I thought that after jumping out, this sense of crisis would disappear.

The people of the Seven Star Academy, no one can help him anymore.

Who would have thought that at the moment when he jumped off the wall, this sense of crisis reached its peak.

Far outside the fence.

"Haha, get ready to welcome our heroes."

"Qiao San, the Qiao family, really lives up to his reputation."

"Xu Canglie was assassinated, admired."

"I'm ashamed, without Qiao San, I'm afraid our actions will be a failure."

The major forces congratulated Tianyuan one after another.

In their opinion, Qiao San had jumped off the wall, so the crisis would be completely resolved.

Lin Mu didn't know anything about the outside world.

Suppress!

Extreme Suppression!

Then at the moment when Qiao San jumped off the wall, the suppression was lifted, and everything burst out.

Suffering!

Wrath!

Hatred!

Killing Intent!

All emotions, all exploded!

Endless emotions, in an instant, converged into a pole killing intent.

Airplanes!

An earth-shattering Jedi, the sword groan of the past and the present, resounded in all directions, shaking the nine heavens.

Time and space seem to stand still.

The sun and moon seemed to stand still.

A flying knife shot out of Lin Mu's hand.

Flash......

There was only a purple gold cold light left in the air, shattering the void.

The ghosts and gods are frightened, the demons retreat, all beings are subdued, and everything trembles!

Within a radius of 100 miles, the minds of all living beings seemed to be frozen, and the world seemed to have become a block of ice.

In the eyes and minds of every living being, there seems to be only that light left.

In an instant, the cold light swept through the void, a long peerless trace.

The trace, elusive, seemed to come from the river of time.

Eventually, there was a soft "poof".

The ice shattered, and the people around them, from the absolute freezing and suffocation, came to their senses.

But for many people, it is better not to return to God.

What greeted me was an unimaginable scene.

Zhou Fushen, who had jumped out of the wall of the Seven Star Academy, was Qiao San to be exact, with a flying knife stuck in his throat.

The knife was made of Ugin, but it shimmered with purple gold.

Far away, Qiao San looked at Lin Mu.

Those eyes were full of unwillingness, disbelief and horror.

Then, his body, like a kite with a broken string, fell down.

Bang!

In just an instant, Qiao San fell under the wall, and the ground stirred up a puff of dust.

Click!

The purple and gold light flashed away.

Ugin Flying Knife also seems to know that it has completed its mission and turns into powder.

Nothing seemed to have happened, only Qiao San's throat, the huge blood hole, could not be changed.

Blood, gurgling out.

His eyes were still wide.

It's just that, gradually, the luster is getting lighter and lighter.

Rumble!

On a clear and sunny day, without warning, a thunderous roar sounded.

It seems to be wailing for the fall of a great martial artist, and it seems to be trembling for the peerless sword just now.

Then, the atmosphere of dead silence was broken.

Whew!

One by one, his gaze shifted from Qiao San's corpse and gathered on the delicate and thin young figure in the Seven Star Academy.

"Goo."

I don't know how many people, at this moment, swallowed their saliva in unison.

A knife!

Just a knife!

A great martial artist, the supreme powerhouse in people's hearts, was beheaded.

This is no longer powerful, but terrifying.

I'm afraid that only gods and demons have such power.

Could it be that Lin Mu is the reincarnation of gods and demons?

The crusade alliance's thousands of troops, including the three thousand Tianyuan army, retreated dozens of meters in unison.

Thousands of people were frightened by Lin Mu alone.

Not only them, but even the elders and leaders of the major forces trembled violently, as if they were facing a great enemy.

That peerless sword, like a stroke of genius, as if hell had descended, and no one among them was sure that they could resist it.

Especially the major leaders, their faces are extremely ugly.

They couldn't imagine what would happen if Lin Mu gave any of them such a knife when they fought with Xu Canglie before.

When I think about it, I feel a chill in my back, and I feel creepy.

Qiao Niansheng's expression was even more gloomy like a dark cloud, and there was vague fear in his eyes.

If Lin Mu had used this knife when he was fighting against Lin Mu, he would never be better than Qiao San now, and I am afraid that he would already be a corpse.

Under this blade, it was really a genius, the army retreated, and the leaders of all the forces trembled.

It can be said that a knife out, the world is shocked!

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Lin Mu didn't have the heart to take into account the eyes and reactions of everyone around him, and after killing Qiao San, he coughed on the spot.

Covering his mouth with his hand, after a while, he looked at his palm, which was full of blood.

Suppressing the sword intent of the gods, the traces of the sword, and forcibly integrating it into the artistic conception of the flying knife, how could there be no backlash.

It's just that just now, he only had the idea of killing Qiao San in his heart, and he forgot everything else.

Now that Qiao San is dead, his wish has been fulfilled, and this backlash broke out in an instant.

No matter how much entanglement the other party had with him in the past, and how much enmity he had, as soon as a person died, it would be a hundred.

This backlash was heavier than the one when Xichuan City used Ye Qianche's power.

Fortunately, he is no longer the same person he used to be.

He has cultivated to the twelfth rank of a martial artist, has a divine soul, and his resistance to backlash has become extremely strong.

Before he did it, I was afraid he would have died on the spot.

Now the twelfth rank of the martial artist, so that his physical resistance, like the desolate creatures, is extremely powerful.

The divine soul, so that his soul resistance, is not inferior to the physical body in the slightest.

The two combined, and even the backlash of the Great Dao did not kill him.

Of course, more importantly, in the depths of his soul, there was a faint purple gold light.

Sensing this bit of purple light, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the point of light left by the sword intent of the gods.

It swayed and seemed to go out at any moment.

But it symbolizes the flame, the flame of the Tao.

Under normal circumstances, the power given when the Great Dao resonates will dissipate after use.

But Lin Mu has now retained a trace of fire.

Then as long as Lin Mu is careful in the future, it will become strong again.

Lin Mu's act of stealing the sky can be described as a great success.

But there was no joy in his heart.

Because of that shocking sword, he didn't use it to steal the sky.

The success of stealing the sky is just a windfall.

He was just avenging Xu Canglie, only to kill Qiao San.

Moreover, don't look at his infinite scenery before.

After this knife, he lost any combat power.

The soul is exhausted, the true qi is overdrawn, the body is sore and weak, not to mention the serious injuries in the body.

The endurance of the five internal organs has reached the limit, and if you are not careful, it will collapse.

And in the crusade alliance, there are many masters.

Especially a character like Tian Yuanhou is by no means a fool, and he doesn't want ordinary people to be so easily intimidated.

"Everyone, don't panic."

Sure enough, within the crusade alliance, Tian Yuanhou suddenly stood up from the crowd and looked at Lin Mu from afar, his eyes were shining, "He, Lin Mu, can no longer use such a sword." ”

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