Burst!

Under the control of the pilot, the flying shuttle cracked the seemingly invulnerable flesh of the strong man with a single turn, and directly cut off his head. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mu Yu walked over, picked up the strong man's storage bag, and peeled off his green leaf armor. After a cursory cleaning of the battlefield, he rushed out of the White Misty Mountains and Forests, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A little, the young man from the Giant Sword Sect chased after him, looked at the body of the strong man, and was silent for a long time.

"Rubbish!" the young man muttered, and with a flick of his heavy sword, thousands of silver rays burst out, shattering the strong man's corpse into countless pieces, causing the stump to fall like raindrops.

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A day later, a swift figure like a cheetah stopped in front of a cliff.

This is the pastoral language, his face is full of exhaustion, his eyelids are drooling, and his pupils are bloodshot.

Mu Yu silently recited a spell, and in the snap of his fingers, a small fireball shot out, melting a small cave on the towering cliff.

After setting up the triple magic circle, Mu Yu fell directly into the cold cave.

After three hours, Mu Yu's originally pale face slightly regained some blood. He also slowly opened his eyes, stretched his waist in the small cave, and let out a comfortable moan.

After several days of exhaustion, he almost drained the last bit of physical strength and will, and after three hours of deep sleep and self-pranayama, his condition improved significantly.

Mu Yu took out a pill of Bigu Dan from the storage bag, swallowed it, and after solving the problem of fullness, he took out the storage bag of the young man from the Giant Sword Sect.

Stretching open the mouth of the bag and dumping it on the ground, a pile of bottles and cans, spirit stones, cheats, magic weapons, etc. were revealed.

After an inventory of Muyu, there were more than 4,000 low-grade spirit stones, and a medium-grade spirit stone, and a total of 14 kinds of pills and medicines, and 53 copies. Seventeen rune treasure magic weapons, as well as six copies of second-order spells......

Mu Yu casually opened a copy of a second-order spell, glanced at it roughly, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and put away the six cheats.

"This young man's status in the Giant Sword Sect should not be low, otherwise, his net worth would not be so rich. "Mu Yu secretly said, with these six secret books alone, it is not something that ordinary monks in the sect can have, just take Mu Yu as an example, the core disciple of the hall, if he wants to learn a second-order spell, he also needs all kinds of conditions, and it is not free.

Mu Yu didn't rush to cultivate these six second-order spells, anyway, there was time in the future, and the most important thing in front of him now was to arrive in Anzhou City safely.

Immediately, Mu Yu took out the strong man's storage bag and shook out all the contents of it. Palm fingers played with the palm-sized Aoba armor while counting the things on the ground.

Compared with the net worth of the young man, this strong man is obviously a lot poorer, there are only more than 800 low-grade spirit stones, and there are only more than 20 bottles and jars of medicines, and most of them are pills to restore spiritual power.

"It seems that this strong man is very confident in the body refining technique, otherwise he wouldn't be so big. Mu Yu recalled the bravery of the strong man, and couldn't help but have a lot of interest in the body refining method he cultivated.

"Hey, this is ......" Mu Yu's eyes flashed, picked up a black book from the ground, turned the first page, and a line of big characters suddenly appeared in his eyes:

Black Tiger Refining Dafa!

"Black Tiger Body Refining Dafa?" Mu Yu read, his brows furrowed slightly, and said, "Is it the Demon Clan's Body Refining Method?"

Mu Yu opened the page again, glanced at it a few times, and found that the text recorded in this "Black Tiger Refining Dafa" was a contemporary font, which belonged to the copy version.

According to the description of this "Black Tiger Body Refining Method", this body refining method was created by the Black Tiger Venerable three hundred years ago, although it is not an ancient body refining method, but it is also very rare.

You must know that the Black Tiger Venerable three hundred years ago was a powerful and ancestor-level figure of the demon clan, and with the mana of one person, he could crush several third-grade sects, and he was a great demon who could directly compete with the fourth-grade sects!

"It's a pity that this Black Tiger Body Refining Dafa is a fragment, and it is estimated that it is only one-third of the complete version. Mu Yu shook his head with some regret.

This fragmented version of the "Black Tiger Body Refining Dafa" only records two exercises, which can only be cultivated to the peak of foundation building, and has the physical strength comparable to that of a great monk at the peak of foundation building.

"It would be nice if this book "Black Tiger Refining Body Dafa" recorded the triple exercises, no matter what the price is, I must cultivate Dacheng!" Mu Yu said silently.

What is the concept of the physical strength of the Jie Dan monk? One punch can seriously injure the early stage of foundation building! One punch can burst the body of any Qi refining monk!!

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Looking at the nameless book in black skin, Mu Yu hesitated for a moment and put it into the storage bag containing the herbs.

After sorting everything into categories, Pastoral got up and left the cave.

Having arrived in Anzhou, the Giant Sword Sect sent monks to hunt down and kill Mu Yu and others, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. After all, Anzhou is still under the jurisdiction of the Lijian Sect, with thousands of monks and hundreds of thousands of secular troops, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the tiger's den in Longtan.

And the speed of Mu Yu's rush gradually slowed down, so he simply bought a carriage and drove towards Anzhou City.

Along the way, there were devastation, countless fertile fields were destroyed, and there were still fires.

Houses were either demolished and wood and bricks arrived in Anju as strategic materials, or they were burned to ashes by a fire.

Many peasants have lost their fields and ancestral houses, begging for their lives in the streets and alleys like beggars, or simply going up the mountains to block roads and rob them.

The once prosperous and prosperous land has become a hell on earth because of a war, and people die every day from disease, starvation, or other factors.

It's not that Anju City didn't take over these refugees, but the number of refugees is too large, not only Anzhou locals, but also people who have fled from other states and places, the number of which probably exceeds 10 million.

With the grain and grass reserves of Anzhou City, it is only enough to maintain the needs of three million people for five years, and although Anzhou City is the largest city in Anzhou, it can only accommodate five million people when it is full.

Suddenly, Mu Yu patted the horse's buttocks, and the latter stopped in understanding, his eyes showing fear. Horses are very spiritual creatures, and from Mu Yu, the gray-haired horse felt a breath that made its heart palpitate, and it meekly lowered its head and shrugged its eyelids.

"What's wrong?" asked Mu Yu in a soft voice as she approached a dirty, crying little girl.

"Father...... Father is dead......" The little girl wiped her tears, and beside her, lay a middle-aged man with a pale face, his body very thin from excessive hunger.

The shepherd was silent, took out a handful of silver from his bosom, and stuffed it into the little girl's hand.

The little girl was stunned, looked at Mu Yu blankly, and whispered, "Are you a bad person?"

Mu Yu smiled slightly, squatted down, rubbed her dirty hair, and said, "You say yes, but if you don't, you don't." ”

The little girl clutched the silver in her hand, stopped crying, hung her head, and suddenly fell silent.

Seeing the little girl's appearance, Mu Yu was a little puzzled, however, before he could think about it carefully, the middle-aged man who was originally sick and dead suddenly opened his eyes, took out a dagger, and with a sickly smile, aimed at Mu Yu's heart, and stabbed it hard!

A little, the middle-aged man's face was full of horror, and the dagger didn't pierce Mu Yu's heart at all, or rather, even his clothes!

Mu Yu looked at the middle-aged man with cold eyes, his clothes were magic clothes, although it was a low-level magic weapon, but how could an ordinary weapon in the secular world hurt him?

Even if it was a crossbow bow, aimed at Mu Yu at close range, at most it made him feel like a pinprick in pain.

"Immortal...... Immortal...... Immortal Master ...... Immortal Master spare!" The middle-aged man hurriedly knelt down, kowtowed, and soon left a pool of blood on the ground.

The shepherd glanced at the little girl, who looked at him with clear eyes.

Mu Yu's expression was gloomy, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

"How long has it been?" asked the pastor in a cold voice.

"It's only been a day, and I was bumped into by the immortal master...... If it weren't for the villain's desperation, how could he do this deed of making money and killing people?" the middle-aged man cried.

Mu Yu Yan Yan threw out a hundred taels of silver, pointed to the carriage, and said: "In the years of war and famine, some people sold their daughters in order to survive, and some people ate their children in order to survive. ”

"Immortal Master Xie's grace not to kill, Immortal Master Xie's grace not to kill!" The middle-aged man pulled the little girl and kowtowed to Mu Yu Bangbang, but the man's left hand quietly protected the little girl's forehead, and after more than a dozen kowtows, the man's forehead was bruised, and blood was oozing, but this little girl had nothing to do.

When the middle-aged man raised his head, he found that Mu Yu had disappeared, and he swept his eyes slightly and saw the dagger broken in half.

The middle-aged man picked up the broken dagger, his eyes showed a blank look, and he seemed to have an understanding, and laughed stupidly.

"Daddy......" The little girl shook the sleeve of the middle-aged man with some fear.

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Thirty years later, there was an old man who founded 'Protestantism', and after ten years, there were millions of believers, and the incense was continuous.

In another five years, the saint succeeded to the throne, with more than 100 million believers, becoming the first secular religion in Dong'an.

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Sometimes, a small move can make a monstrous change in the world.

Today, the pastoral dagger is a sharp weapon for middle-aged men to harm others, but they don't know that the middle-aged man has an epiphany because of this, and he has become a great leader of a generation of secular circles in the future.

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"Can those who have few desires and ruthlessness have eternal life?" (To be continued.) )