At this time, Mu Lin had already arrived at the periphery of the inn, and because there was already a fight in the inn, naturally no one was distracted to pay attention to him. So Mu Lin easily climbed over the wall and slipped into the second floor, and after hiding his position, he watched everyone's every move.

Watching them continue to fight, Mu Lin found that most of the people in the field were in the middle of the spiritual power realm, and among the people gathered together, there were a man in green shirts, a man in a green robe, and an old man in rags whose strength had reached the late stage of the spiritual power realm, on the other hand, in Murong Xue's group, except for herself and a big man in black who had reached the late stage of the spiritual power realm, the rest of the people were only in the middle of the spiritual power realm, and the injuries they had suffered had not yet fully recovered.

From this point of view, the difference in strength between the two sides is not a point, and it is estimated that it will be a vicious battle when it fights, but Mu Lin does not need to estimate it at all, because it is obvious at present, the girl in red and the man in black and others are completely at a disadvantage, after all, both sides are in the late stage of the spiritual power realm, two people against three people, the difference in numbers, it is good to be able to persist and not lose so quickly, among the other people who are fighting fiercely below, the group of people in the City Lord's Mansion are injured and fighting with others, it can be said that they are passive everywhere, and they can only protect their own vital points and prevent others from attacking.

The man in green shirt who was fighting against Murong Xue didn't know why at this time, the more he fought, the more he fought, his eyes became red, his face roared hideously, and a blade like a dagger appeared in his right hand for a moment, swinging towards the girl in red. Seeing this, Murong Xue snorted and waved the long sword in her hand to slash away.

In ten breaths, the two sides fought back and forth for no less than 100 rounds, and the sound of swords colliding with each other resounded continuously.

"Blue Feather Condensation Soul Decision~"

Coming out of the mouth of the man in the green shirt, the dagger on his right hand began to absorb the surrounding spiritual power to a large extent, and continued to accumulate and increase its strength.

When Murong Xue saw this scene, the long sword in her hand also began to absorb the surrounding spiritual power to a large extent, and a cold cry came out of her mouth.

"Murong kills qi - kills qi and turns into a sword."

The long sword in his hand couldn't suppress the power, and it was clenched from the front, and it slashed towards the man in green shirt, at this time, the corners of the Qingshan man's mouth rose slightly, without fear, and he said in his mouth: "Qingyu Condensing Spirit Decision - Spirit Sword Killing and Slashing"

The shape of the dagger in his hand has been strengthened to the size of a machete at this time, and the power contained in the dagger even Mu Lin, who is dozens of steps away, felt a little shocked, and said secretly:

"Beicheng's strength really didn't disappoint me, this kind of strength, even if it is not my opponent, it is not weak."

The strength that burst out from this blow was comparable to that of a powerhouse in the half-step Spirit Realm, which made Mu Lin a little curious, and he wanted to grab it? However, he quickly gave up this idea, after all, people have no grievances with him, and judging from the strength that the man in the green shirt is currently showing, Mu Lin does not need to be like this, who knows if the man in the green shirt still has hole cards.

So I didn't want to make trouble, after all, Mu Lin was just going to come over to see the excitement, and Mu Lin had already seen that this Murong Xue would not be defeated if he didn't last long.

On the other side, the big man in black was fighting in one against two at this time, and the man in green robe and the old man didn't use all their strength at all, just thinking about restraining the man in black.

After all, they are the people of the City Lord's Mansion, they don't have the hatred for the City Lord's Mansion like the man in the green shirt, and naturally they don't need to do more, they still want to mix in this place, and at the same time, it can be seen that Murong Xue will be defeated sooner or later, and at that time, the man in the green shirt will fight against the big man in black, and they will save their physical strength and compete for spiritual weapons.

After the man in green shirt and the man in black fight, neither of them is vegetarian, it doesn't matter who wins or loses, anyway, when he defeats the other side, the remaining party's physical strength is almost exhausted, at this time they start again, and a fisherman profits, isn't it beautiful?

At present, the two are fighting each other, and the battle is quite fierce, with constant blades and sword shadows, and the fight is inextricable.

With a "bell", the man in green shirt collided with Murong Xue's sword, and then the two of them were uncontrollable and were knocked out by the generated spiritual power fluctuations.

The man in the green shirt was fine, his face had not changed much, his breath was still stable, and he was not affected in the slightest when he landed, in contrast, Murong Xue was pale, his breath was disordered, he fell directly on the ground, and then stood up with difficulty, but after about two breaths, a mouthful of blood spurted out, obviously suffering a very serious internal injury.

"A person who has been injured wants to be able to touch me, not to mention whether you are crazy or not, just rush at your courage, I have to let you die completely." The man in the green shirt looked at Xiumei not far from him, shook his head, and expressed pity, she was the daughter of the city lord, and she would die under his own sword.

Just as the man in the green shirt flashed in front of Murong Xue, making a gesture of his hand, and preparing to send her on the road with a knife, a white shadow suddenly appeared in front of him to fight with him, and he took a few steps back under the force, and then stabilized his figure.

At a glance, in front of the man in the green shirt was a young man in a white robe, with fair skin and a lofty spirit, holding Chu's slender waist with one hand, and turning into a blade with the other, his face was solemn, staring at the man in green shirt not far away, this young man in white robe, who else could he be if he wasn't Mu Lin?

I didn't want to make a move, but the man in green shirt and others actually did such a disgraceful thing, seeing that Murong Xue was already worried about his life, how could he stand by and watch?

Mu Lin's expression changed, he glanced at the man in green shirt with contempt, and then gently pushed the red-clothed girl in his arms to the side, and said without looking back, "Go on your own, I want to deal with this guy in front of me." After speaking, Mu Lin suddenly flashed behind the man in the green shirt and punched him in the back, the man in the green shirt was so surprised by this speed that he didn't react for a while, and was hit in the back by a heavy punch.

Mu Lin did not pursue, obviously had some concerns in his heart, if he fought alone, he was not afraid of anyone present, but he was afraid of being attacked by a group, and it was difficult for the tiger to parry the wolves, let alone people?

"Poof"

The man in the green shirt only felt that a stream of blood in his body was flowing upstream, and he couldn't help but gush out in his throat, he had been fighting with Murong Xue for so long just now, and his physical strength was difficult to keep up, he never thought that he would kill a white-robed young man halfway, and his age was only seven or eight out of ten, but his strength was not below him, which made him cry out in his heart: "This mud horse is simply a freak, what can I do to fight him in my current state?"

Thinking of this, the man in green shirt didn't care about being undignified, and shouted angrily at the man in green robe and the old man in rags: "Come over and help me, can two people fight one for so long?" Do you really want to see me die here? ”

The green-robed man and the old man obviously didn't use all their strength, knowing that it would be very troublesome to kill the people in the City Lord's Mansion, especially the strong people in the later stage of the spiritual power realm, and they had seen the strength of Mu Lin with their own eyes, so they were afraid of getting into a strong enemy, so they didn't pay attention to the green-shirted man, on the contrary, they also wished that Mu Lin would kill the green-shirted man, so that they could distribute the items and let themselves share more.

At this time, Mu Lin would not stand there waiting for the man in the green shirt to recover, seeing that the two people did not want to interfere, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then his figure flashed in front of the man in the green shirt, and before his right hand was tactfully handed over, he slapped the man in the green shirt with all his strength on the chest.

The man in the green shirt has already suffered a lot of injuries, seeing that this palm is strong and strong, it is hopeless to break the force, but it is impossible to dodge, in this desperate situation, gritting his teeth and holding on, the blade is swinged, and he fights against the water.

Seeing that he didn't avoid it but resisted hard, Mu Lin couldn't help but sneer, and his palm broke through the blade and went straight to his chest.

"Bang-"

The man in the green shirt was shot in the chest, flew upside down, retreated a few meters away, and fell heavily to the ground.

When everyone present saw this, their faces were shocked, and the strength of the pastoral forest was beyond expectations.

The man in the green shirt was too seriously injured, and it took a while to support himself with his hands and get up from the ground with difficulty.

"Poof-" A few times, a few mouthfuls of blood spurted wildly, and the breath suddenly shrank to the zero boundary point, I am afraid that at this time, he will be easily killed by the people who are fighting against the primordial spiritual power.

Mu Lin glanced at the man in green shirt with an expressionless face, and once again quickly condensed his spiritual power and swung it down, directly sending him out of the world, but this way consumed a lot of spiritual power, so that Mu Lin quickly made a breath for his body, especially now that he was not worried that someone would sneak attack him, after all, everyone present was afraid of himself.

Everyone present was more or less incredulous about this, and they didn't react for a long time, that was a powerhouse in the late stage of the spiritual power realm, and they were so easily made end up by a teenager.

And the biggest surprise was Murong Xue, who had been fighting with the man in green shirts for a long time, she was very clear about the strength of the man in green shirts, and she was more and more curious about Mu Lin in her heart.

The blue-robed man on the side and the ragged old man undoubtedly set off a storm in their hearts, and they couldn't calm down for a long time.

On the surface, this white-robed young man is just a man with the peak strength of the middle stage of the spiritual power realm, but who would have thought that this white-robed young man would directly crush the blue-shirted man in the late stage of the spiritual power realm and fall him here.

Although the man in the green shirt was injured before, but the injuries were only a few small injuries, and it did not have much impact, the two people who thought of this had a fear in their hearts, after all, their strength was not far from the man in the green shirt, since the young man in the white robe in front of him could kill the man in the green shirt, it meant that he could also kill them, which seemed completely possible.

It's just that they don't know that Mu Lin can show so fiercely that it has nothing to do with the talisman, and it can even be said to be his main work.