At the same time, there was also the extremely poisonous palm power that shook back, and in an instant, the faces of the two changed, and they spit out a mouthful of ice blood, and their bodies were covered with a layer of cold frost.

It turned out that this kung fu was too extreme and powerful, and if it was shaken back, it would still be poison to them.

Therefore, the two of them had suffered internal injuries at this time, the cold poison entered the body, and the cold penetrated the bones, and they completely experienced the power of this palm technique.

The two elders of Xuan Ming lost their combat power, and several people next to him wanted to protect them, but they were all solved by Zhang Mu with a few moves, he pulled Zhao Min off the horse, pinched her snow-white neck, and said meaningfully:

"Now, do you think you can catch me?"

Everyone else threw a rat trap and turned around to surround Zhang Mu, for fear that something would happen to Zhao Min.

Zhao Min didn't expect Zhang Mu to be so powerful, even the second elder Xuan Ming was not an opponent, but she was not very human, and she was still calm at this time:

"Count me underestimating your strength, let me go!"

Her face was a little red, after all, Zhang Mu pinched her neck, and her arms were still pressed against her chest, and she was very resistant to being so close to a strange man.

"It seems that you haven't figured out the situation yet, now that you're in my hands, I can kill you at any time, it's better to be obedient."

"What do you want?"

"Hand over the antidote!"

When Zhang Mu said this, Wu Jincao and the others felt soft, they felt like ghosts, and they couldn't imagine when the other party was poisoned in such a short time.

In fact, Zhang Mu also felt that there was no poison just now, and he just wanted to take down Zhao Min as soon as possible to avoid others from being injured.

But when he approached Zhao Min, he smelled a special smell of herbs before he reacted.

At that moment, he felt trembling all over his body, and a force seemed to be about to attack, and he hurriedly used the Jiuyang Divine Skill to suppress the discomfort.

He couldn't help but think that when he met Zhao Min, these people were standing in the limelight, maybe it was the poisonous gas released at that time, and they wanted to ambush them, no wonder Zhao Min looked very confident.

Thinking of this, Zhang Mu was even more jealous of Zhao Min, this person's methods were really unguardable, fortunately he caught it in time, otherwise he might really capsize in the gutter.

……

Zhao Min felt the strength of his throat without the slightest weakening, and glanced at the Heavenly Sword and the cold gaze in Zhang Mu's hand. She suddenly realized that Zhang Mu might really kill her.

Helpless, she could only give in and say, "Ah Da, give them the antidote!" ”

Sure enough, the antidote is a medicinal fragrance, which is the abnormal taste on Zhao Min's body.

When everyone recovered, Zhang Mu was still a little worried, afraid that there would be something boring.

Therefore, he did not let go of Zhao Min, but took her towards the mountain.

It wasn't until he was picked up by others that Zhang Mu let go and let Zhao Min regain his freedom.

He didn't kill Zhao Min, the other party's status is too high, once he dies, it may attract a real army to overwhelm the realm, he can complete the main task immediately, and he doesn't want to cause trouble again.

Zhao Min left in disgrace, she wanted to come and see the person who broke the plan, and took the opportunity to try to seize the curtain.

It's a pity that he still failed, and was suppressed by Zhang Curtain twice in a row, Zhao Min began to pay attention to it, and no longer had the previous playful mentality.

What Zhao Min thought, Zhang Mu didn't care, after he returned to the square, he found that the Baimei Yin King and others who assisted the Emei faction had returned.

All the high-level officials were there, and King Wei once again proposed to let Zhang Mu be the sect leader, and this time no one objected.

Because, Zhang Mu not only solved the catastrophe of the Ming Sect, but also reconciled the relationship with the six major factions very well, and he was strong in martial arts, brave and strategic, and he was indeed the best candidate to serve as the sect leader.

"Meet the Master!"

In the sound of worship, Zhang Mu was officially elected as the leader, and a prompt sounded in his ears, indicating that he could return immediately.

He didn't agree, and he didn't get the dragon slaying knife, the most important thing was the good things it contained.

After staying in the sect for a few days, Zhang Mu took Xiao Zhao to the Spirit Snake Island, preparing to get the dragon slaying knife from Xie Xun.

The two dressed up in disguise, traveled in concealment, and walked slowly from Kunlun to the sea.

Xiao Zhao next to him has recovered his appearance, twenty-eight years old, not too old, but he is already a country and a city, wearing an ordinary gray shirt, still beautiful and lovely.

Feeling her trust in him, Zhang Mu felt a little guilty, he could use any means against the enemy.

And the person who is good to himself, he has some trouble in his heart, and feels that he is too purposeful.

For example, the person in front of him, when he took the initiative to break the chains that bound Xiao Zhao with the Heavenly Sword, he wanted Xiao Zhao to solve his doubts and take him to Spirit Snake Island.

Zhang Mu couldn't help but think of another woman, who killed her master by herself, what would she think of herself?

"Why am I getting more and more shameless, since I came here, I've been calculating, just to complete the task?"

"Actually, I didn't hurt them, so why do I feel guilty......"

Along the way, Zhang Mu was thinking about these things, and for the people of the trial world, he knew too many secrets.

Therefore, he is also destined to deceive some people and change some things, but he is still a little unaccustomed to it.

Half a month later, the wide sea appeared in front of him, and when he saw the boundless blue, Zhang Mu suddenly smiled.

Why do you want to worry about so much, use the means for the end, it's your own choice, do everything, why regret it now?

Could it be that if you don't use those means, you have a better way to become the leader of the Ming Sect?

The answer is no, he didn't become the protagonist, he didn't have much resources and background, and he could only rely on these means to guarantee success.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to meddle in the siege of the Ming Sect by the Six Sects, let alone kill Extermination and Cheng Kun.

"In this world, I'm a passerby after all, so why care too much?"

Zhang Mu muttered, his heart relaxed, facing the salty sea breeze, and Xiao Zhao boarded the boat.

Next, everything is calm, the waves are calm, and the passing is calm.

He found Xie Xun, who was brought to Spirit Snake Island by the purple-shirted Dragon King, and successfully obtained the dragon slaying knife with the identity of the sect leader and the killing of Cheng Kun.

And Xiao Zhao also took the Qiankun to move, preparing to return to the Western Regions with his mother to make up for the mistakes of the year.

Zhang Mu followed the things in the two divine weapons to find the deserted Peach Blossom Island and find what he wanted.

The Nine Yin True Scripture, the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descent, two peerless martial arts, took two months, and he finally got it.

At night, Zhang Mu wrote down the two martial arts, looked at the starry sky, and felt a little reluctant in his heart.

But soon, his eyes became firm: "Void, leave this world!" ”

As the words fell, his consciousness was blurred, and it was clear again, and a feeling of familiarity and strangeness appeared.

In the lounge, Zhang Mu opened his eyes, and with the feedback of cultivation, the internal qi in the dantian tumbled, quickly reaching the peak martial artist from a high-level martial artist.

Moreover, the internal qi automatically opened up the remaining meridians, and soon the twelve righteous meridians were all passed, reaching the 3rd order transcendental, and the martial artist realm slowly stopped.

Twenty percent of the cultivation is feedback, allowing him to directly cross a realm, saving most of the penance for half a year.

The biggest gain is that his perception is still there, so the realm stays at the realm of a fourth-order transcendent, a great martial artist, as long as he is given a little time, he can recover quickly.

As the cultivation stabilized, a virtual voice sounded in his ears: "Recovering the Nine Yin True Scripture, the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon, and the Wu Mu Testament, the host can get 3650 virtual points." ”

"The host privilege is elevated, and the level 4 privilege is obtained, the recovery ratio and feedback ratio are increased to 30%, and the time flow rate ratio is increased by 10 times."

"Elevated privileges, rewarding the host's consciousness space, which can be used to store all dead things. The space is a cube with a side length of 3 meters. ”