Li Mu stood in place, the eight-pole sword levitating out of thin air, and the cold sword light flickered on it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yu Wenxuan roared angrily, his eyes bloomed, and a punch burst out, driving a monstrous aura and causing changes in the surrounding heaven and earth Yuan Force.

A phantom statue of the immovable king appeared, and his fierce eyebrows and angry eyes slammed into Li Mu, and his breath soared to the sky.

This punch is Yu Wenxuan's fist of shame, he believes that after more than a year of hard work, he will definitely be able to let the enemy who once trampled him to the ground! This is his confidence in himself!

Li Mu looked at this immovable king phantom, and a murderous aura suddenly gradually appeared on his indifferent face, and the sword qi naturally erupted around his body, one, two......

Rumble!!

The eight-pole sword rolled and fell directly into Li Mu's hands, and suddenly it was like a divine sword awakening, and the terrifying sword qi erupted from Li Mu's body, and the gray hair was blown and fluttered continuously.

A sword slashed out, and suddenly a dazzling sword burst out from the sword that Li Mu slashed out, directly tearing the ground and drawing a deep ditch!

The speed of that fierce sword qi was extremely fast, and everyone only felt a trance, that is, they found that Li Mu's sword qi had appeared in a distant place.

Yu Wenxuan maintained the movement of swinging his fist, staring at Li Mu with blank eyes.

The phantom of the immovable king rushed forward two steps, and there was a bang, and it shattered directly!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Yu Wenxuan's mouth, and on the white practice clothes, a hideous wound directly appeared, spreading from his shoulder to his waist, and red blood seeped out from the wound.

With this sword, Yu Wenxuan was almost cut in half......

Yu Wenxuan staggered to his knees, blood kept pouring out of his mouth, he wanted to say something, but he found that he couldn't say anything at all.

A touch of sarcasm couldn't help but appear in Yu Wenxuan's rapidly passing eyes, he ridiculed his ignorance, ridiculed his own indiscretion.

A sword, just a casual sword, you can't stop it at all, the gap is too big.

With a bang, Yu Wenxuan's figure fell to the ground, blood gurgling out, and there was no life.

Li Mu looked at this scene indifferently, his face did not change in the slightest, he raised his head and looked at the people surrounding him, cold and ruthless.

"Now that the killing ring has been opened, let's kill it, and kill all the way to the Shaking Light Holy Land. Li Mu's faint words resounded and lingered around.

Everyone was covered with chills, and they killed the Holy Land of Shaking Light...... What a presumptuous statement!

But at this moment, no one dared to refute Li Mu, because judging from the fact that Li Mu killed Yu Wenxuan with one move, he might really have this strength and cultivation.

With the sword in one hand, Li Mu walked forward step by step.

Several disciples of the Shaking Light Holy Land gritted their teeth, stood out of the crowd, and killed Li Mu, wanting to intercept Li Mu's steps.

Brush!!

The sword light flashed, and everyone barely saw how Li Mu made a move, and the disciple of this Shaking Light Holy Land was cut in half, completely falling, and blood spilled on the streets.

Shaking Light City was completely chaotic, and when the civilians had seen such a situation, they were all scurrying around in horror.

The city lord of Shaking Light City appeared, and he was a strong man who turned into a god in half a step, but when he saw Li Mu from a distance, he didn't even have the courage to approach, so he just sent someone to stop him.

However, the gray-haired and red-armored Li Mu was just a sword, and those who went to stop it exploded one after another, being cut in half, and the blood almost stained the streets, and the bloody atmosphere filled the surroundings.

"This ...... This is a killing god!!"

The city lord of Shaking Light City was so frightened that he didn't dare to send anyone to stop him anymore, but just watched from afar.

In this way, Li Mu walked unhindered and walked towards the Holy Land of Shaking Light step by step.

Shaking Light City is very huge, and it is the largest city in the Hidden Dragon World, because the mountain gate of the Shaking Light Holy Land is located in the city.

The gate of the Shaking Light Sanctuary is located in a sunken valley, and in the middle of it sits a mountain peak that rises to the sky, and the peak is covered with clouds and air, like a fairyland.

Yu Wenming sat in the main hall among the mountain peaks, and suddenly opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a cold smile.

"Li Mu, are you finally here?"

Standing up, the robes were surging, the purple and gold crowns were erected, Yu Wenming Yao was dressed neatly, and slowly walked towards the outside of the main hall.

"I'm really curious about the inheritance this kid has obtained......"

Outside the gates of the Holy Land.

Thousands of disciples who shook the light had already waited solemnly, and their breath was condensed, like a monstrous beast, sitting at the intersection of the mountain gate.

The talisman on the towering stone gate flickered, and even the mountain protection formation was urging, and it was obvious that the Shaking Light Holy Land also attached great importance to Li Mu.

But this is normal, after all, a year ago, Li Mu's murderous reputation was passed on to the entire world, and they basically knew Li Mu's strength, and now that such a ruthless person was killed, of course they didn't dare to relax.

Yu Wenming Hepan sat in front of the futon in front of the mountain gate, and in front of him, the thousands of disciples of the Shaking Light Holy Land were also sitting cross-legged, their breaths connected, turning into monstrous clouds and filling the surroundings.

Li Mu, this little brute! Yu Wenminghe's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but think of the young man who had detonated the four-grade treasure on the main peak of the Lingxian Pavilion and made him very embarrassed, but he didn't expect that the young man had grown to such strength now.

"I should have killed that kid ruthlessly in the first place!, then there wouldn't be so many troublesome things in the future!" Yu Wenwenhe felt a little remorseful in his heart.

Suddenly, among the disciples of the Shaking Light Holy Land, someone let out an exclamation, because at the distant horizon, a figure slowly approached.

It was a young man in dark red armor, his gray hair stained with blood, the murderous intent on his body soared into the sky, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

One person, one sword, so fearlessly killed towards the Holy Land of Shaking Light.

Yu Wenji's eyes were red, he was holding a long sword in one arm, and his whole body was trembling!

Seeing Li Mu again, his killing intent was no weaker than Li Mu, all because of Li Mu, he went from being the first person of the younger generation in the Shaking Light Holy Land to become an unknown garbage.

"Li Mu, today, I will kill you!"

Looking at Li Mu, who was less than a hundred feet away from him, Yuwen roared, and the whole person rose to the sky, his eyes bloomed with murderous intent, and he galloped towards Li Mu.

Rumble!!

With one foot on the ground, the terrifying energy suddenly flew in all directions, and Yu Wenji's figure was like a cannonball galloping, holding an unsheathed long sword in one arm!

A hideous face appeared on Yu Wenji's face.

"Die!!" Yuwen was extremely hideous, and his killing intent was monstrous.

Li Mu was cold without the slightest emotion, looking at Yu Wenji who was rushing towards him, without the slightest emotion or color change.

It's just a defeat under his command, so there's nothing to worry about, and with his current cultivation, Yuwen Ji, who is only at the peak of the innate soul fusion realm, can't shake his mind at all!

Qiang !!

A dazzling sword light rose into the sky, and this sword light was not the sword light of the Eight Pole Sword, but erupted from the long sword in Yuwen Ji's hand.

The unsheathed long sword in Yuwenji's one-arm burst out of its sheath when it was a hundred meters close to Li Mu, and the sword qi that rose to the sky was close to the sky, and the furious spirit spirit frantically poured into that sword from Yuwenji's body.

"Cultivating swordsmanship?!" Li Mu was slightly stunned.

He is very familiar with the swordsmanship, and the jade sword of his senior sister Ni Yan is the sword she has raised for ten years, once it breaks out, even if it is a strong person who transforms into a god, he will suffer under that sword.

"I have cultivated the sword of blood feud for a year with my own essence and blood, just to kill you today! Li Mu, suffer death!!"

Blood-colored light appeared, and a blood-colored long sword shot straight into the sky, slashing straight at Li Mu, and the coercion fell with a bang, and there was no way to dodge.

Li Mu's face was indifferent, and Yu Wenji's face was hideous, and the two formed a stark contrast.

In the face of Yuwen Ji's sword of blood feud that had gathered a year's spirit, Li Mu still did not change color in the slightest, and even Li Mu's heartbeat did not change.

Asking the heavens flowed, the Yuan Force sprayed thin, and the Eight Extremes Sword roared, and it slashed out at the blood sword.

The half-moon sword arc passed in an instant, and the monstrous sword light tore rapidly, the ground exploded, and the rubble flew.

The incandescent light made everyone can't help but close their eyes, and Yu Wenji also subconsciously closed his eyes, but at the moment of closing his eyes, his bloodshot eyes forcibly opened, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

A sword light instantly enlarged under his eyes, and then slashed across his body.

Poof!!

The blood sword collapsed, and Yu Wenji's body was directly completely torn apart by the sharp sword, and blood spilled into the sky.

Hot blood spilled in front of Li Mu, Yu Wenji opened his eyes and stared at Li Mu fiercely...... Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

"Raising a sword, a sword for a year, even if it is cultivated with essence blood?" Li Mu glanced at Yu Wenji's corpse and said indifferently, then raised his eyes slightly and looked into the distance.

There, many disciples of the Shaking Light Holy Land had already sat in their positions, laid out their formations, and waited for Li Mu.