This true young man of the Military Emperor Mountain is none other than Wang Tianba.

This little brother Xu Mu, who had already bowed to the mountain, turned his head at this time, extremely surprised, looking at Xu Mu who was walking towards him, tears were about to fall out.

His Wang Tianba's arrogance, the root of all his arrogance, was crushed in front of that Dong Ge.

Originally, Wang Tianba was desperate.

Who would have thought that his boss would appear.

Although Wang Tianba didn't think that Xu Mu would be able to deal with Brother Dong, at least, in terms of the boss's combat power, the guards of those young men such as Brother Dong who were present should not be the opponents of the boss, right?

Wang Tianba was a little unconvinced, because the old man behind Brother Dong was as deep as the abyssal sea, and Wang Tianba couldn't guess what the other party's cultivation was.

Quietly relieved in his heart, Wang Tianba was even more grateful to Xu Mu at this moment.

As long as the boss makes a move, the treasure will be kept for the time being, and Wang Tianba knows very well that things that can make people like Brother Dong care about and even snatch them are extremely treasured.

Dedicated to the sect, free of charge, is better than being snatched away by Brother Dong.

"Boss!"

Wang Tianba shouted.

Xu Mu walked over with a smile, not looking at those young people.

Such an attitude made a group of young people from the Blood Prison Sect have strange expressions, especially the purple-robed Dong brother, who looked at Xu Mu playfully, feeling a little funny.

Is this a deliberate ignorance, or is it too scared to look at it directly?

How many years has it been that no one dares to do this to him?

These disciples of Junhuang Mountain are really interesting.

The surrounding onlookers sighed and expressed pity.

The monks in the military city basically understand this model of the Junhuang Mountain and the Blood Hell Sect, and the Junhuang Mountain is essentially the younger brother of the Human Blood Hell Sect.

The middle-level personnel of the Blood Hell Sect came to Junhuang Mountain, and they were at the Dana level.

You, a disciple of Junhuang Mountain, can you get a good deal with a disciple of the Blood Hell Sect?

"Alas, it's still too young!"

"It's human nature to be young and vigorous!"

"The grandson of the elder of the Blood Prison Sect Dan Palace, how good does that be? Which sect the Dan Hall is in, it is all of a very high status, if this Dong Ge is in the Junhuang Mountain, the Junhuang Mountain Sect will have to wait!"

"This is the charm of power, how good would it be if I were a disciple of the Blood Hell Sect?"

"Why bother to come out, listen to this Junhuang Mountain True Legend call him boss, this guy is good to his little brother!"

Everyone was in an uproar, and no one was optimistic about Xu Mu.

"You're going to stand up for him?"

Brother Dong in the purple robe opened his mouth lazily, pointed at Wang Tianba, and stared at Xu Mu, as if he was looking at a peerless idiot.

His dog-legged crowd looked at Xu Mu unkindly, sneering again and again.

Wang Tianba's face turned pale, but he quickly gritted his teeth again, revealing a resolute look.

Only then did Xu Mu look at Brother Dong in the purple robe.

Although he didn't officially say that he wanted to accept Wang Tianba as his younger brother, Wang Tianba sent him a message to remind him, and invited Xu Chongshan, who was in charge of teaching, and Xu Mu remembered it.

Now that Wang Tianba is being bullied, why didn't Xu Mu come out to help?

Besides, the grandson of the Elder of the Blood Hell Sect Dan Palace, is it awesome?

Just like the expression of Gu Qianhe behind Xu Mu, the grandson of Elder Dandian, how old are you, this one in front of you, but Master Dandao, hang your grandfather, your grandfather will not be convinced.

It's a pity that now Brother Dong in the purple robe doesn't know, otherwise, he will definitely turn around and leave.

"It's not a good idea, it's just that the junior brother is surrounded by dogs and is ready to beat the dogs!"

Xu Mu was scolding seriously.

"Bastard, what did you say?"

"What a bold man! Look at the clothes on your body, they are also the true legend of Junhuang Mountain, and the current Junhuang Mountain is becoming more and more unpleasant!"

"Stinky boy, you will pay for your words!"

"Hehe, you're dead, I promise!"

The dog-legged people of the purple-robed Dong Ge were furious, pointing at Xu Mu and scolding.

Brother Dong in the purple robe did not change his expression, but his eyes were directed at a strong killing intent, and the corners of his mouth gradually showed a tyrannical smile.

"Okay! Very good, I didn't expect that I, Wang Dong, would be offended one after another at the foot of Junhuang Mountain! I want to ask Xu Chongshan how this head coach is done!"

Wang Dongyin laughed.

Suddenly waved his hand behind him and said, "Wu Lao, abolish him for me, don't hurt his life, carry him, and this idiot, let's go to Xu Chongshan and Xu Zhangjiao, theorize theories, and see the good disciples he has brought in!"

In the end, Wang Dong's tone was already very cold.

As soon as he finished speaking, behind Wang Dong, an old man with a stiff figure suddenly stepped out with a flat and indifferent oblique step, his head raised, and there was no expression on his old face, just walking towards Xu Mu.

A palm like a withered branch was raised and grabbed at Xu Mu.

It looks bland.

But in Xu Mu's eyes, those five fingers seemed to be a hillless, coming towards him, suppressed.

This is a fairy master.

With Xu Mu's strength at this time, he is not an opponent, but...

Now, we have a guard, and we still need it, do it ourselves?

Just when the five withered fingers were about to grab Xu Mutian's spiritual cover, behind Xu Mu, a pair of fists stretched out.

In an instant, the world was turned upside down, and the terrifying breath was like a fine pillar, rising into the sky, and the violent whirlwind spread to the surroundings, and the buildings on both sides of the street shook with a crackle.

The pupils of Wang Dong's guard old man constricted, and he looked at Gu Qianhe, who was standing expressionless in front of Xu Mu at this time, and couldn't help but speak in shock, "Immortal Peak?"

Gu Qianhe sneered, waved his big hand, and suddenly the power as if the heavens and the earth were shattering, surging towards Wang Dong to protect the old man.

The old man's face turned pale, his arm could not be waved out, he couldn't move forward a little longer, his body shook wildly, and there was a visible collapse in his chest and abdomen, he snorted, quickly retreated, and even knocked down Wang Dong, who was stunned.

Burst...

Wang Dong's old guard spit out a mouthful of blood, his breath was uneven, he looked at Gu Qianhe with a gloomy expression, and roared in a low voice, "Fellow Daoist, don't think that you are the peak of immortals, you are so presumptuous, Wang Dong is the grandson of Lord Wang Xun, Lord Wang Xun, you can't afford to provoke at all!"

Gu Qianhe sneered, "You don't have to worry about it if you can afford to mess with it, now you just have to shut up!"

After that, Gu Qianhe took a few steps forward, waved his big hand, and the cyan power turned into palm prints, suppressing everyone except Wang Dong, and the terrifying power came, and no one could resist it.

This is the power of the old immortal peak powerhouse.

Not to mention, Gu Qianhe was also the most powerful Battle Hall Elder.

At this moment, Xu Mu walked towards Wang Dong.

Wang Dong's cultivation is only the early stage of the Golden Immortal.

He instinctively felt afraid, but he felt extremely embarrassed, so he endured the fear in his heart, Wang Dong looked at Xu Mu with fire-breathing eyes, and shouted, "Bastard, you're finished! You're dead! If you offend me, I will let you not survive, you can't die, the emperor can't protect you!"

"Really?"

Xu Mu stood in front of Wang Dong, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said leisurely:

"According to you, I'm really going to die without a place to be buried, right? In that case, then don't I have to slap you to death with one palm while I can call the shots?

(End of chapter)