Chapter Ninety-Six: The Wicked Du

Receiving the news that Lu Renyuan was seriously injured, Du Mu arrived with the praying mantis as soon as possible, squeezed through the nine groups of people, came to the bedside, and looked at Senior Brother Lu lying in front of him.

"Little ...... Xiao Du Mu, my senior brother is not dead, why are you crying. ”

I don't know when, Lu Renyuan opened his eyes, saw Du Mu, and squeezed out a smile on his face. It's good that he doesn't smile, but when he laughs, he touches the wound, and his smile is even more ugly than crying.

"Senior brother, how do you feel when you wake up, don't worry, even if you hurt my friend seriously, you will be cured. When Du Mu saw Lu Renyuan wake up, he hurriedly wiped a few times on his face and wiped away his tears.

"I ...... It's okay, it's just that a few ribs are broken, and the inside ...... If you are a little shocked, you will be fine after a few days of rest. Lu Renyuan said with difficulty.

At this time, Qilianshan, Cao Hong, Chen Dagen, Zhang, Erniu and four people entered the room one by one with gloomy faces.

"Senior brother, which bastard did it, I'm going to split him. Qi Lianshan pulled up the weak palm, his eyes were red, and his tone was anxious, resentful, and excited.

"Why are you all here......" Lu Renyuan struggled to sit up, but was persuaded by everyone

"Senior brother, you just lie down, you don't have to get up. Several groups of nine old people said in a panic.

"Squeak, Senior Brother Lu, I'll leave it to you. After Du Mu finished speaking, he raised his legs and walked out, "Senior brothers, you take care of Senior Brother Lu, and leave the rest to me." ”

"I'm going to show those bastards the cost of doing something wrong. ”

Du Mu's words were murderous, and they sounded from outside the door like ice.

At this moment, the anger in his heart was like a barrel of gunpowder, completely ignited by Lu Renyuan's serious injury.

Lying on the bed is Lu Renyuan, the first person he saw when he opened his eyes after he was dying, and the senior brother who had taken care of him for many years, that family affection, blood is thicker than water.

Seeing the pale and bloodied senior brother, the young man's hard heart collapsed at the first time, and the heart-rending feeling was as painful as a cone, and a wave of anger rushed straight to his head from his heels.

Damn, what the hell are you doing! Just because of your dodge, the person who loves you like a brother is hurt undeservedly, are you worthy of Senior Brother Lu?

The young man blamed himself deeply, his eyes were red, he raised his hands, opened his bow left and right, and slapped himself thirty or forty times. It hurts, it hurts, but it can't extinguish the anger in my heart at all.

This time, it is Senior Brother Lu Renyuanlu, and next time it may be Senior Brother Qi and Senior Brother Cao...... Other senior brothers.

These were the closest people to him in the Sword Hua Sect, and he shouldn't let them be hurt for no reason.

"Who wants to challenge me?"

"Who's going to challenge me?"

"Who the hell is going to challenge me?"

Du Mu's violent voice appeared in the square of the main hall of the Sword Huazong.

After three shocking roars in a row, the surroundings finally reacted-

"Look for death. ”

"Just in time. ”

"I crippled you today. ”

With a few sneers, more than a dozen figures rushed over from all sides.

Du Mu looked around with his eyes, except for the dirt, almost all the people involved were there, and sneered: "Very good, save me trouble." ”

"Du Mu, let me see, what are you-"

Wang Chang shouted and rushed straight towards Du Mu. In his mind, it is not easy to defeat him with his own eightfold cultivation during the threshing period, and to clean up a little rookie in the fourth or fifth heavens. This kind of good thing, of course, has to be one step ahead.

One blow, just one blow is enough, Wang Chang thought to himself.

"Get out—"

Where would there be the existence of Wang Chang in Du Mu's eyes, a pair of angry and crazy eyes had been viciously locked in front of the gang, like an ancient desolate beast staring at a little hamster.

Seeing Wang Chang coming straight forward, Du Mu shouted violently, picked up a right leg that was not very strong, crackled and exploded, the air pressure exploded, and the air burst into the air, and the volley slashed on his shoulder.

Wang Chang didn't finish a word, he had already rushed to Du Mu's side, secretly rejoicing, at this time Du Mu was already hanging on his shoulder, and the huge force pressed him to his knees.

Click!

The right shoulder exploded, and the force continued, all the way down the shoulder, and half of the body was crushed.

One kick, just one kick, the king of the eightfold heaven in the threshing period has become a wasted person.

Before everyone could react to how Wang Chang was so defeated, the "waste" had already come to them with red eyes.

"Look for death. ”

Boom, boom, boom, ten long swords were unsheathed in a row, and the three-foot green peak shimmered with cold light, forcing Du Mu's eyebrows to shine.

"Fuck off. ”

Du Mu roared, and as soon as the sound wave shattered and exploded, the invisible sonic boom shook the souls of more than a dozen people, and their blood was churning, and they flew out with blood.

The next moment, Du Mu's figure had already come to the front of the dry body.

"You...... You...... What do you want to do, don't mess around. ”

Before doing it, he was so frightened that he fell backwards again and again, and in a panic, he tripped on the unconscious Wang Chang, his body staggered, he fell to the ground, got up in a panic, and continued to flee for his life.

Du Mu chased after him, grabbed him by the collar, dragged him over, picked up his fist and slammed it, smashing it on his face.

"Donkey grass, dare to make a move against Senior Brother Lu? ”

A slam punch and another hard blow to the door in front of the trunk.

"Lao Tzu is avoiding you, do you really think Lao Tzu is afraid of you?"

A slamming punch smashed the front teeth to pieces.

At this moment, Du Mu's evil anger was all hooked, and he punched his face hard with a fist, like pounding garlic.

Bang, bang, bang!

When Du Mu scolded, he punched him, and if he scolded ten sentences, it was ten punches.

Fist to the flesh, fist to blood.

"If Lao Tzu doesn't look for you, you should go and burn high incense, and dare to put your hand on Lao Tzu? ”

There was a clatter, a terrible sound of bones exploding, and the hands before drying turned into two meatloafs, like sprinkled with ketchup, dripping with blood.

"Donkey grass, you all listen to Lao Tzu, starting today, no matter who you are, as long as you dare to stretch out your hand to Lao Tzu's side, Lao Tzu will shoot him into stinky shit. ”

The word "" fell to the ground, and a head hammer slammed into the face of the cake in front of him, knocking him into the air, passing the disciples watching the battle, and landing far away at the door of the main hall, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Who else?"

The young man in the field, stained with blood, covered with the blood of his opponent, was like a fierce ghost, roaring at the square.

This series of blows was as powerful as lightning and domineering, so fast that those sect disciples who rushed to hear the sound didn't even have time to react.

You must know that Wang Changhe Ganqian is not an ordinary disciple, but two of the top ten in the fourth and fifth rankings of the outer sect, and he didn't even have a decent resistance, he was instantly defeated, and what surprised the disciples of the Jianhua Sect even more was that the young man in the field didn't seem to be doing his best.

At this moment, the disciples of the Jianhua Sect who heard the news finally understood why Du Mu was exceptionally promoted to the head of the sect by the deadwood seat and the six first seats, but now they understand that it seems to be a little late for some people.

Du Mu yelled again: "Who the hell still wants to challenge me?"

The audience was silent, and no one made a sound.

The sound of punches hitting Gan Qian's body was still in their hearts at the moment, making them shudder. The calm, violent, fierce, and brutally unhuman little mad dog was right in front of them, whether it was the outer door or the inner door or the true biography, everyone felt a chill on their scalps, and the muffled sound of the fist to the flesh, although it was before the fight, fell on their hearts like a drumbeat.