The sudden change made the faces of the dozen or so Heavenly Martial Realm powerhouses change, and they stood up from the ground, staring at the people in front of them with frightened eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

That is the powerhouse of the Imperial Realm, an incomparable existence, in front of the powerhouse of the Imperial Realm, no matter how many of their Heavenly Martial Realm they have, they are not vulnerable at all.

Mu Qingruo also looked at the visitor, and when she saw the visitor's face, her face changed slightly.

"Brother!!" A surprised voice came out of Mu Qingruo's mouth, obviously, she didn't expect her brother to suddenly appear, how did he know that he was here.

The person who came was the son of the head of the Mu family, Mu Qingruo's own brother, Mu Lin.

Mu Lin is twenty-four or five years old, similar to Ye Zimo, with the peak of the middle stage of the imperial realm, and he is also a figure on the imperial pride list, ranking sixth.

In the Mu family, although Mu Lin's talent is not as defiant as Mu Qingruo, he is also the Tianjiao of the Mu family, the leader of the younger generation, and being able to break into the top ten of the imperial Tianjiao list is originally a symbol of talent.

Mu Lin had a handsome face, a tall posture, and an extraordinary temperament, he slowly turned around, looked at Mu Qingruo's eyes with a softness, stretched out his hand, and brushed the hair on Mu Qingruo's forehead.

"What, you don't want me to come?" Mu Lin chuckled and said gently, "Why don't you say anything to your brother when you go out in the middle of the night?"

"Didn't I say that you also knew?" Mu Qingruo glanced at Mu Lin, "How did you know that I was here?"

"You are now the concern of everyone in our Mu family, before you go to the Ethereal Temple, nothing must happen, how can we not pay attention to your whereabouts. Mu Lin smiled, for his sister, he has a lot of **** heart since he was a child, and he was always beaten for Mu Qingruo when he was a child.

Now that Mu Qingruo has grown up, his excellent talent has also been shown, and there is still a short time to go to the Ethereal Temple, which is a great opportunity for Mu Qingruo to get out of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it should not be missed, so they must not let Mu Qingruo have any accidents before this.

Mu Lin looked at Ling Fan on the ground, his sister was as cold as ice on weekdays, and he was thousands of miles away from many emperors, but he was curious, what kind of charm this kid had to be, and he could actually let his sister be in danger like this.

His gaze stayed on Ling Fan for a while, then Mu Lin turned around and looked at the dozen or so killers, his originally gentle eyes suddenly flashing sharply.

With one hand raised, a Heavenly Martial Realm in front of him was sucked in an instant, and Mu Lin grabbed him by the neck.

That day, the eyes of the martial realm powerhouse showed a look of fear, and at this moment he clearly felt a breath of death, he was grabbed by a royal realm powerhouse, and the god of death was so close to him.

Click!

A slight sound sounded in the street, it was a note of urgency, and when the voice fell, the Tianwu Realm that was grasped by Mu Lin instantly stiffened.

The rest of the people couldn't help but take two steps back when they saw this scene, for them, Mulin was undoubtedly the Shura Grim Reaper, and whoever he targeted would die.

Mu Lin's gaze swept over them, and then fell on a leader of the late stage of the Heavenly Martial Realm, with a little finger on his right, a fingerprint beam flew out, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of that person, and with a soft sound, it directly penetrated the leader of the late stage of the Heavenly Martial Realm.

The furious power raged in the fingerprint beam, destroying the life in the opponent's body in an instant, and the leader's eyes widened, and then he fell limply.

The powerhouses of the Imperial Realm made a move, and they didn't even have the strength to resist at all.

The rest of the people have already shown a look of panic, although they are killers, but in the face of this kind of torture, it is difficult to maintain composure at all, there is only one life, death comes, and it is naturally difficult for them to reject the instinctive fear in their hearts.

Killing the two, Mu Lin did not stop there, his right hand was raised, and a divine hand mudra suddenly bombarded out.

Mu Qingruo is his most beloved sister, anyone who hurts her a little Mu Lin can't bear it, these people want to do something to Mu Qingruo, they must die.

A huge handprint fell from the sky, emitting a dazzling light, and a terrifying destructive force rippled on the handprint, and the power oppressed down, blocking the surrounding space, and those Tianwu Realms couldn't escape if they wanted to.

More than a dozen killers were terrified, and they struggled to flee, only to find that they could no longer move, and watched as the Great Handprint descended, annihilating them all.

Rumble!

The earth trembled, the big mudra fell, the ground of the whole street cracked, and the surrounding houses shook, as if they were about to collapse, but Mullin controlled the palm prints, so the houses on both sides of the street were not affected too much.

After the bombardment of the big mudra, it turned into an energy storm and disappeared, and with it, there were more than a dozen Heavenly Martial Realm powerhouses, and under this blow, more than a dozen people were directly suppressed into nothingness, and there were no bones left.

This is the powerhouse of the Imperial Realm, the strongest existence, and any Heavenly Martial Realm is vulnerable in front of them, no matter how much it is.

Ling Fan was lying in Mu Qingruo's arms, watching this scene happen, he couldn't help but feel a little shocked in his heart, the Imperial Realm, sure enough, can be called a strong person, and their strength is the top level.

If Ling Fan also had the strength of the Imperial Realm, what Qin Tiange and Ye Zimo, what was there to be afraid of, even if it was Hu Zhi, he was not afraid at all.

However, the current Ling Fan is still too far away from the Imperial Realm, and if he wants to reach this level, he doesn't know how many ups and downs he has to go through.

Dealing with those killers, Mu Lin turned around and looked at Mu Qingruo holding Ling Fan in his arms, he sighed lightly, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Take him back to Mufu! Mu Lin said softly, if it was someone else, Mu Lin might not care at all, but Ling Fan, he didn't seem to care.

Mu Qingruo was able to take risks to save this kid, and now he is holding the injured man in his arms, this kind of thing is in Mu Qingruo, it is the first time he has seen Mu Lin in so many years, and the relationship between this kid and his sister is obviously not shallow.

However, I am afraid that this relationship will not last long.

Mu Qingruo nodded, fed Ling Fan a pill, and then set Ling Fan up.

Mu Lin took the two of them, his body moved, and disappeared directly in place, and on the empty street, only the cracks after the battle and conspicuous blood stains remained.

And not long after the three of them left, a group of figures hurried here, there were five people, four of them all had the strength of the imperial realm, after seeing the blood stains on the ground and the cracks in the battle, the faces of the five people changed.

"It's over! this kid is finished!" Yun Xuan glanced at the bloodstains on the ground, and then at the cracked street, tears suddenly rolled in his eyes.

He had already rushed to the Xuanwen Hall for help as fast as he could, but he didn't expect to be a step too late.

Together with Yun Xuan, it was the deputy hall master of the Xuanwen Palace, and there were three other imperial realm powerhouses, looking at the scene on the street, their hearts also sank.

Just now they rushed over looking for movement, and if they can create such movement, they must be strong people above the Imperial Realm, Ling Fan is a Spirit Martial Realm, facing the strong people of the Imperial Realm, there is only one death, and even the corpse will not be left.

The deputy hall master looked up at the sky, his heart was cold, and the breeze blowing through the street made his old eyes red.

A rare genius with a hundred years of Xuanwen was buried like this!(To be continued.) (To be continued.) )