Xu Mu's face moved slightly and stopped.

Leaning sideways, his left hand kept not far from the scabbard at his waist, intentionally or unintentionally.

"This brother, you call me?"

The middle-aged monk smiled and looked Xu Mu up and down.

After a moment, his face was filled with an unbelievable expression.

"Dare to ask little brother, how is your cultivation?"

Xu Mu urged the gods to probe the state of the middle-aged monk.

[This person is a sword cultivator, and the realm of the sword is in the realm of the swordsman! 】

Xu Mu arched his hand and said politely:

"In the next is the end of the post-learning, and the sword realm is in the swordsman realm triple heaven!"

The middle-aged sword cultivator shook his head, not believing Xu Mu's words at all.

"At such a young age, it is indeed a bit low to have such a cultivation."

After a pause, he looked at Xu Mu again and said:

"But how did you kill my junior brother?"

Xu Mu's body shape was slightly wrong, his feet were not eight, and he said indifferently:

"Please forgive me for being clumsy, I don't know who your senior brother is. How can you say that you kill people?"

The middle-aged monk took off the jade pendant around his waist and said:

"Whether you admit it or not, I have a way to identify the murderer as you. Hand over my brother's things, I don't think I've seen you before!"

In that jade pendant, there was a trace of blood-colored light circulating, which was the signal forced by the tall sword cultivator with the seal method!

And at this time, on Xu Mu's arm, the bones that were injured by the sword cultivator when he was dying were even more itchy!

His heart was beating violently, and he didn't know how many of his fellow disciples of that tall sword cultivator had received this signal!

If the tall sword cultivators were all on par with the middle-aged man in front of him, Xu Mu's trip to Luojing would probably add a lot of difficulties!

When the middle-aged sword cultivator saw Xu Mu's facial expression, he had already deduced his mental activity.

The young man in front of him must have something to do with his junior brother!

Xu Mu glanced at the crowd around him, and his heart was full of vigilance.

After probing for a few breaths, he only found that there was this middle-aged sword cultivator by his side.

"What? I don't know! What about Gu Xitang?" Xu Mu had already formed a big enmity with the Divine Sword Sect, and he didn't have much politeness to their so-called sect master.

"My master's name, how can you say it directly?!" The middle-aged sword cultivator scolded, and put out his long sword, "Solve it here or where?"

There were people coming and going on the streets, and if the two fought here, it would definitely cause innocent casualties.

Suddenly, Xu Mu remembered something, and his heart suddenly changed.

"The purpose of this middle-aged sword cultivator here is not just to arrest him! Perhaps, his main purpose was to find the relics of that tall sword cultivator!"

The middle-aged Jian Xiu and Xu Mu glanced at each other, and walked towards the open space of the market town in tacit understanding.

At the beginning, the middle-aged sword cultivator was close to Xu Mu's left, embellished with Xu Mu's steps, and he was always staring at his flaws!

Xu Mu walked slower and slower in front of him, and he was getting harder and harder, and he had a feeling of being stared at!

Once he reveals his flaws, I am afraid that he will die immediately and have no place to bury!

"It can't go on like this!" Xu Mu roared in his heart, his mouth was slightly sweet, and a stream of blood was about to spurt out.

After forcibly swallowing it, he used his Xuan Gong and stabbed the power of his divine soul towards the middle-aged sword cultivator beside him!

The middle-aged sword cultivator's mind ached slightly, and his body was stunned for a moment.

He is a simple sword cultivator, and he has not cultivated the method of strengthening the soul like Xu Mu.

Caught off guard, his figure rushed forward two steps, avoiding Xu Mu's divine soul attack!

In this extremely tense atmosphere, Xu Mu didn't have much concern, but his face was narrow.

He has already raised his head three feet to have a god, and this small method of life path has been cultivated to perfection.

One hit!

Xu Mu's figure was already halfway behind, behind the middle-aged sword cultivator!

His eyes narrowed slightly, like a lion staring at an antelope, without blinking!

The middle-aged sword cultivator was slightly stunned, and it was known that Xu Mu had broken the offensive and defensive momentum.

His feeling was the same as Xu Mu's before, like a fish in his throat!

Under the stumbling footsteps, the more his figure walked out, the more flaws on his body were exposed!

He is different from Xu Mu, he has never cultivated the Destiny Dao technique, and the power of the divine soul is weak.

Under this offensive and defensive atmosphere, his figure is gradually skewed!

Xu Mu's eyes were sore, but he was still using the power of his soul to protect his mind and forcibly support it!

He doesn't seek victory, but he seeks not to be defeated!

If he went out of this long street, he would still be stared at by that sword cultivator, counting the gap in the sword dao realm between the two, Xu Mu would have almost no hope of survival!

The time of the half-pillar incense has passed, and the long street is about to end.

Xu Mu was so tired that his head was sore and sweaty!

However, he did not dare to stop easily!

"Poof!" Blood spurted out of the mouth of the middle-aged sword cultivator, and he couldn't hold out until the last moment.

After shaking his body, his right hand quickly touched the long sword at his waist!

Xu Mu saw through that person's flaws, how could he allow him to succeed easily and cheaply.

Pull out the Sheshen Sword, cross out the power of eighty percent of the divine soul, and condense it on the sword body.

The three peerless swords learned from Lei Huan's military camp were overbearing by him with one sword and three consecutive swords, and they rushed out!

Vertical split, horizontal chop, oblique teasing!

A set of combos down, there is no way to avoid it!

These three swordsmanship, only attacking and not defending, is the most useful when fighting with others to seize the opportunity!

The middle-aged monk snorted, forced by Xu Mu's extreme triple moves.

Taking a step back, the long sword at his waist was not drawn!

Xu Mu condensed his sword intent and continued to pounce forward.

The Seven Swords of Yun Ji were instantly unleashed by him!

This is a sword technique as ethereal and invisible as a cloud, and it is difficult to find the traces of the landing point.

The middle-aged sword cultivator let out a low snort, shocked by Xu Mu's sword intent killing intent.

He never thought that Xu Mu was only a swordsman realm fifth heaven, but he could have such a bloody killing power!

She cut the sword vertically and horizontally, pointing at his dantian point!

That sword cultivator's footsteps were slightly wrong, his expression was extremely helpless, and he took a step back again!

Stegosaurus leads, with Xu Mu's clear roar, choking up!

A layer of mystery has been added to the sword, and the power has become even more formidable!

The middle-aged sword cultivator touched the big hand of the long sword on his waist for the third time, and was forced aside by Xu Mu again!

"You...... You, wow!"

Under the collapse of the Dao heart, a mouthful of blood spurted out again!

Although he has the cultivation of the swordsman realm, he no longer has the courage to make a move against Xu Mu! Chinese Net

Tap your toes on the ground and run away at a fast pace!

"Boy, you wait for me. I will take your life!"

Xu Mu stood with his sword on his hand, and let out a long mouthful of this turbid breath, and his heart finally settled down.

His sword-shaped Xuan Qi had already been consumed and dried up at this moment!

If the middle-aged monk had stepped forward, he would have been easily defeated!

After laughing, Xu Mu took out a purple-rank spirit stone from the storage bag.

As you move forward, you can hold the spirit stone in your left hand to absorb energy and restore your cultivation!

He was already "wanted" by that tall sword cultivator, and if that person's other brothers and sisters came, he would be powerless to fight!

Therefore, he didn't dare to let the cultivation in his body drop significantly!

Only by staying at the peak at all times can we confront those disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who may come!

Walking along the avenue, Xu Mu looked up at the flags on the street, and slightly confirmed a few breaths.

His face showed a look of remembrance, and he turned into a lively place.

This is the most prosperous place in the area.

After receiving a routine welcome from the bustard, he asked for a well-known local red man.

Entering the room, Xu Mu was sleepy and lay down on the bed.

Tell the delicate and lovely little lady to massage his back and relax first.

After half a pillar of incense, Xu Mu was full of spirit under the service of the little lady.

"Girl, you're a little rusty with this!"

The little lady touched the strong muscles on Xu Mu's back, and her face was flushed. Wheezing.

"Childe, the slave family will only do this, and the rest really won't...... Look, ...... we?"

Xu Mu shook his head, took off the little lady's coat, and hung it aside.

"Turn around, I'll teach you!"

Although the little lady's technique is special, his hook bar business is well done.

Biting his red lips, he turned his head and glanced at Xu Mu seductively.

"Yes, but if Childe wants to play other tricks, he has to add money!"

Xu Mu grabbed the little lady's head, and her slender fingers gently pressed on both sides of her temples.

"Most of the guests who come here for recreation are troubled people. This is a popular technique for cultivating the spirit in Luojing, you have to learn it by heart......

"Hmm." Under Xu Mu's gentle hand, the little lady's body was almost paralyzed and drowsy.

Xu Mu smiled on his face, exerted a wisp of mysterious qi, and tapped slightly at the woman's sleeping acupoint.

The little lady snorted softly, fell into Xu Mu's arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

Under the blessing of Xu Mu's sword-shaped Xuan Qi, her mouth moved slightly, and she slept very sweetly.

At this moment, even if someone gives her a fat beating, she may not be willing to wake up from a sweet dream!

Xu Mu put the beautiful woman down in the quilt, took off her clothes, and threw her on the mahogany stool.

Get out of bed with light hands and feet, sit cross-legged on the spot, five hearts to the sky, and hold Yuan Shouyi.

Urging the universe to return to the Tibetan secret, a glimpse of a ray of heaven.

After a few breaths, Xu Mu exhaled lightly and transferred the Heavenly Life Exchange Treasure Technique in his body.

A thunderbolt, shining with golden light, poured into his dantian, swirling around the rusty sword hanging above the dantian.

Xu Mu held a purple-level spirit stone in each hand, exhaled lightly, and performed the technique of concentration.

A moment later, Xu Mu's dantian shook, and a drop of crystal green liquid was born at the tip of the rusty sword.

The green liquor turned into a stream of energy air, which was guided by him with sword-shaped Xuan Qi, and directly cruised to the itchy bones in the injured arm.

But when the energy flow repaired the scars on his body, he no longer felt numb, and turned into severe pain!

When he looked inside, a blood-colored thing like cotton wool peeled out of his bones!

This kind of pain hurt for nearly 30 breaths before it slowly stopped!

Xu Mu took out a dagger from the storage bag, gritted his teeth, and cut an inch-deep wound on his arm.

He pulled the blood-colored flocculent out of the wound and threw it on the ground.

The blood-colored flocculent was exposed to the air for a moment, then slowly dissolved into intangibility and dispersed!

A heart disease, that's it!

Xu Mu thought of the battle process of narrowly defeating the middle-aged sword cultivator, and his heart was uneasy.

I don't know, will I be able to meet that middle-aged sword cultivator next time?

Xu Mu took a few breaths, adjusted the energy flow of the green liquor, and repaired the wound on his arm again.

Turning her head to look at the bed, the woman was already snoring.

Xu Mu clenched his fists and felt the strength and cultivation that had increased slightly again.

In a place like the bottom of the mountain, where the spiritual energy is thin, he can still enter the realm like this, and he is already very satisfied.

After calming down, Xu Mu took out the tall monk's storage bag from his arms.

Open the storage bag and pour out the debris inside.

In the middle of the pile of bits and pieces, there was something that glowed with silver light, which instantly caught his eye!