"Hahaha, Zanghe, Zanghe, don't make a fool of yourself, admit it honestly!"

"What about people, where did the little guy you had high hopes look for? It can't be that he is afraid to come, right?"

"Zanghe, be a man, be content, accept your fate, let you divide fifty percent, it's already very good, just like before, we take thirty percent, you take forty percent, and I and Wuji's Lao Bei don't recognize it?"

The wind pole real people are constantly shouting.

Zanghe's expression was gloomy, if he had changed it, he would have kicked the wind before.

Damn it, you can be proud, wait for Ouyang Feng to come, and see what kind of bear that little madman will torture you into!

A group of Third Demon Sect elders also had ugly faces, and in the face of the mockery of the elders of the Demon Sword Sect, they began to shoot each other's eyes, you glared at me, I looked at you, and they didn't give in to each other.

After a long time, finally, a smile appeared on Zanghe's face.

Feng Ji Zhenren had long been paying attention to Zanghe, and when he saw Zanghe's expression at this time, he followed Zanghe's gaze and looked over, and saw Xu Mu who came with Feng Qi.

"Hmph, is he the hole card of the old ghost and Tibet? It's pretty ordinary, just holding the Dan Realm!"

Feng Ji was still a little dignified at first, but after looking at Xu Mu for a while, he showed a touch of disdain, and said with a sneer, "It seems that you have to wait for him, since you are here, then prepare to start!"

And at this time, the disciples of the Third Demon Sect also saw Xu Mu.

In an instant, after the Third Demon Sect was suppressed by the Demon Sword Sect's Tianjiao before, his disheartened face turned into an extremely excited face, and they all looked at Xu Mu with admiration and anticipation, which made those Tianjiao disciples of the Demon Sword Sect feel inexplicable.

Damn, who is this person, it seems to be weird!

After Xu Mu came over, he waved his hand to the disciples of the Third Demon Sect around him, "Hahaha, I haven't seen you for many days, are you okay?"

"Okay, very much, Senior Brother Ouyang!"

"Come on, senior brother!"

"Hahaha, I seem to see the end!"

"Fool of the Demon Sword Sect, your great terror is about to come, are you ready to tremble?"

The crowd was in a constant uproar.

Zanghe coughed lightly, which made those disciples of the Third Demon Sect stop and speak, "Ouyang Feng, you come to the next martial arts, remember, cough cough... Don't be a killer!"

Xu Mu stepped into the ring and said casually, "I'll try my best!"

As much as possible?

Try your best to be your sister!

It's like you're awesome, as if you want to kill us, you can kill us, it's really ignorant, rampant and ignorant!

The Tianjiao disciples of the Demon Sword Sect were furious, glaring at Xu Mu angrily, and then began to ask for battle against Fengji Zhenren.

Feng Ji was also annoyed, and sneered, "What a rampant boy, I want to see how you do your best, Yunzhonghe, you go and play!"

In the group of disciples of the Demon Sword Sect, a young man who was sneering at this time heard this, nodded, and directly stepped into the air and entered the martial arts ring.

Then, staring at Xu Mu, Yun Zhonghe sneered, "You, you have successfully aroused Lao Tzu's anger, and next, I will let you live in fear!"

"Hmm..."

Xu Mu let out a casual "um".

Yunzhonghe was stunned.

Well?

What the hell does this "um" word mean?

Are you scared, or scared?

Yunzhonghe's eyes were gloomy, and he shouted, "I'll cut off your arms!"

"Hmm..."

River in the Clouds, "......"

There was a suffocation in the depths of his eyes, Yun Zhonghe glanced at Xu Mu coldly, raised his hand directly, and took the lead.

In the previous few martial arts, the disciples of the Demon Sword Sect were all preemptive, but this time Yun Zhonghe made the first move, and he was really stimulated by Xu Mu's indifferent attitude.

Your sister, I'm fucking cruel, you're only fucking going to huh? If you were to be cruel too, I'd be in a better mood, but I really felt powerless when I shot a heavy punch on the cotton ball!

Dead bastard, dare to trick me and let you die!

Yunzhonghe is ready to kill him.

The black spirit sword in his hand flashed, and the strange black smoke appeared again, flipped into the air, surrounding the black spirit sword, containing strange power.

It was only at this time that Xu Mu was able to cheer up a little.

Ouch, it looks like it's kind of interesting.

"Suffer death!"

Yun Zhonghe sneered, and as soon as the black spirit sword turned, the sword qi of the waves gushed out, containing an extremely fierce aura, spreading towards Xu Mu.

And Yun Zhonghe was holding a black spirit sword, quickly moving towards Xu Mu.

Xu Mu's hand flashed with a bloody tiger bone sword, and his eyes stared at the black smoke.

Raise your hand.

The Blood Tiger Bone Sword turned into a series of sword circles, resisting all the incoming sword qi.

However, this situation only lasted for a breath, because the river in the clouds came with black smoke, and the strange black smoke was driven by the black spirit sword and collided with the blood tiger bone sword.

Click!

The Blood Tiger Bone Sword that Xu Mu had been using very smoothly was actually broken!

Xu Mu was stunned.

Your uncle, what kind of power is that strange power just now? It seems to be full of incomparably powerful destructive power, especially for sword weapons, as if it has a natural suppression.

Xu Mu became interested.

At this time, Yun Zhonghe looked excited, stopped with a cruel smile in his eyes, and roared, "Stinky boy, tremble, wail, scream, aren't you very good? Aren't you rampant? What about now? In my eyes, you are just..."

However, he was not finished.

I found that in front of my eyes, there was a black shadow that was attacking quickly.

didn't react to the black shadow at all, what the hell was it, Yun Zhonghe was stunned by an incomparably powerful force and hit his face.

In an instant, the river in the clouds was blown away, and the people let out a terrible scream in mid-air, which exploded and turned into a rain of blood.

Xu Mu slapped Yunzhonghe and said casually, "The villain died because of talking too much, you don't have to pretend to be forced, what are you talking about?"

After speaking, Xu Mu ignored the Wind Pole True Man and the elder disciples of the Demon Flame Sect who stood up in shock at this time, his eyes were curious, he looked at the black spirit sword that fell to the ground, and said to himself, "What kind of sword is this Nima?

Xu Mu was just about to pick up the black spirit sword.

Feng Ji Zhenren shouted with a gloomy face, "Stinky boy, don't move the sword of this sect!"

Xu Mu pouted and smiled, "Old guy, this is Lao Tzu's trophy, you said don't move, I won't move?"

Ga?

What did he say?

He seems to have scolded me!

it!

Feng Ji Zhenzhen's whole body trembled, his eyes flashed with anger, he looked at Zanghe, gritted his teeth and said, "Old ghost, he..."

Zanghe's eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly said, "Hehe, hehe, Brother Fengji is not angry, this kid has been a little hysterical since he went crazy, you forgive me!"

Hysteria?

It turned out to be a snake spirit disease!

Feng Ji Zhenren endured it at this time, he taught in a dignified manner, and he couldn't get along with a snake spirit, but when he saw Xu Mu picking up the black spirit sword, looking left and right, he suddenly showed a sneer, and sneered, "Stinky boy, you can't see it, the spirit sword of this sect is nothing but urging, and nothing can break it, why don't you return it to this seat quickly?"

Xu Mu glanced at him, and then, a wicked smile flashed in his eyes, and said, "Can nothing be broken? In other words, it is outrageously hard? I don't know how it compares to the little brother who has watched the film for three days and three nights." ”

After speaking, a spirit sword suddenly flashed out of Xu Mu's hand.

It was one of a wave of junk swords in his storage ring.

Holding two spirit swords in his hands, Xu Mu raised them and suddenly said with a sneer, "It's just a garbage thing, dare to say that nothing can be broken?

Two spirit swords converged in mid-air.

Click!

After a split second, a sword was intact.

The other hand, on the other hand, has almost been crushed.

Intact, it's a garbage sword!

And what was shattered was naturally the black spirit sword that was pinned on by the wind pole real person, pinned on high hopes, and was extremely confident...