Chapter Eighty-Three: People Are Not Ruthless and Unsteady
"Song Shinian even did this kind of thing?"
Su Mu looked at the dead and injured fellow disciples on the ground, he was indeed too shocked, his emotions calmed down, and he smiled coldly.
"It's only to blame you for coming out too fast, the rafters that came out of the head rotted first, Mu Xiu was destroyed by the wind in the forest, the power accumulated by the senior brother for many years cannot be challenged, whoever has this thought, then he can only die. ”
The black-clothed man in the lead pulled down the black scarf on his face, it was a face that Su Mu was completely unfamiliar with, and he didn't want to remember his appearance, what was there to remember about the dead.
Since the man in black dared to show his face, it showed that he was confident that Su Mu would die, and it also meant that those who saw his face would also die.
With a single look, everyone took off the black scarves, and killed all the injured resident disciples like chopping melons and vegetables, and then burned them with fire bombs, and the black ash on the ground drifted away with the wind.
"Since you are coming at me, isn't it superfluous to kill so many innocent people?" Resentful and hateful, Su Mu felt that their approach was very inauthentic.
"Only by ensuring that the road ahead is better, they are your foil. ”
"Song Shinian turned out to be so ruthless. Su Mu felt ridiculous again and said with a smile.
"People are not ruthless, and they are not stable. ”
The man in black said slowly.
Seeing his indifferent conceit, arrogant appearance of the tiger and wolf army besieging the little sheep, Su Mu's heart gradually became cold, and said, "It's not too late to kill me and sing a high note." ”
The man in black nodded his head, and everyone behind him launched the flying sword together, no more, no less, one person slashed towards Su Mu.
There was no wind in the valley, and the sun was high, but the people suddenly felt cold, and the scene they saw immediately made them shudder, as if their hearts were being grabbed by someone.
Ten cold and shining qi swords suddenly appeared behind Su Mu, and there was a monstrous momentum in this small valley, which shocked everyone's hearts.
With only two swords, he slashed all the flying swords that came at him, and with a single blow, his sword was intact, but it hummed softly, as if he wanted to fight again.
It's the first time they've seen such a fierce sword.
The man in black took a few steps back with great agility, until he hid in the middle of the crowd, and was shocked: "You are a sword tyrant!
Su Mu had already calculated the right time, where would he give them a chance, turned around, pinched the trick with both hands at the same time, and the ten qi swords were inserted into the throats of the ten people respectively.
When he was about to clean up the others, he saw that the leader of the man in black emitted a puff of red smoke, he didn't know much about poison arts, so he hurriedly withdrew his air sword to defend, and ten cold swords danced at the same time, making the drum in front of him like a hurricane, and the red mist was blown over.
But the target of the man in black was not him, but his companions.
"I've seen a lot of sword tyrants, it's unheard of to be so fast and so fierce, Su Mu, we are defeated, but you will die sooner or later!"
With that, their bodies began to decompose, and soon became a puddle of corpses.
Su Mu didn't expect him to act so extremely, he didn't give him any clamping gap, and he didn't even leave a corpse capital, even if he wanted to go back to complain, it was not easy to say.
Feng Youcai trembled and walked out of the Mirror Flower Cave, although he didn't see it, but when he heard it, he was already frightened, and said in a trembling voice: "How can Senior Brother Song do this, it's really better than a pig and a dog!"
Su Mu's heart was in turmoil, looking at the frightened Feng Youcai, he suddenly felt a little guilty, gave him a bag of spirit stones, and said, "This is not a place to stay for a long time, Song Shinian is likely to send someone here, you can leave quickly." ”
Feng Youcai didn't push at all, he directly held the bag in his hand and said, "What about you?"
"I'm leaving, too. ”
"Senior Brother Su, but where can we go? I don't dare to go back to Wuyang Palace, Song Shinian knows that I am still alive, and he will never let me go. ”
"Then you go far away, and he will think you are dead. ”
Feng Youcai still asked, "What about you?"
"Leave it alone, I'm leaving. ”
Su Mu put all the daily use in the Mirror Flower Cave into a storage bag, patted Feng Youcai, who was still a little stunned, walked out of the valley, submerged into the mountains and forests, and didn't know where to go.
Feng Youcai is a smart person, he definitely didn't dare to go back to Wuyang Palace, he was a small disciple of the Deacon Palace, even if he went back and told this matter in detail, it was still useless, this group of people in black was too ruthless, and he didn't leave a trace when he died, and he couldn't move a person of Song Shinian's status without full evidence, even if there was evidence, he wouldn't go back, his strength and status were low, and he didn't dare to fight with Song Shinian.
When I opened the bag, I saw that there were tens of thousands of spirit stones, but I didn't expect Su Mu to be so generous, and he suddenly became more determined to go away.
On the third day after the two left, the eight disciples who chased the tiger lizard in the Tiger Wolf Peak came back, the traces of the cremation on the ground were still obvious, and there were still some stains left in the puddle of poisonous water, all of them were so frightened that they stood on the spot, and only reacted after a while, picked up broken bones on the ground for a long time, and rushed back to Wuyang Palace overnight.
Over the years, all the Wuyang Palace outside the station has always been safe, even if the local war is unbearable, will also be afraid of the Wuyang Palace three points, when the eight disciples returned to the sect, the matter was informed of the deacon hall, the Wuyang Palace immediately spread the rumor, all angry, for seven days, thousands of disciples gathered in the deacon hall square, demanding that the matter be investigated immediately and thoroughly, the murderer should be arrested, and outsiders could not be allowed to ride on the head of the Wuyang Palace to trample!
In their opinion, this must be a sect vendetta, after all, Wuyang Palace has affected the interests of many sects over the years, so everyone is full of a sense of honor when it comes to sect disputes, and it is a matter of sect dignity, and no one is angry.
It was also on the day that the deacon hall knew about it, Xiao Coral and Miao Yuemei hurried to Kanmen and found Manniu.
Xiao Coral was already a little distraught, her brows had been locked, her eyes were a little red, but she didn't cry, she didn't cry, but the first time she heard about it, it was too terrifying, the people in the deacon hall said that judging from the broken bones at the scene and the broken bodies of some venom, there were at least forty dead, that is to say, the left-behind disciples in the station were all poisoned, and they were not sure of Su Mu's life or death, but according to the eight people's confessions, Su Mu has been staying in the Jinghua Cave these days and rarely goes out, and the possibility of survival is not great.
She refused to believe that Su Mu would die, but the truth was too terrible, like a heavy hammer that stunned her, and she didn't have time to settle down.
"What's wrong with you, look panicked. ”
The brute bull was cultivating soldiers in the martial arts training field, and said with a smile when he saw this.
"The station in the western district of Xianyuan Mountain was surrounded and annihilated. ”
Miao Yuemei's face was not good, and she said worriedly.
"Something happened to Su Mu?"
The brute bull was stunned for a moment and hurriedly asked.
"I don't know, according to the few surviving disciples, it is very likely that he is among the broken bones in one place. ”
"What do you mean by probable? Who did it?"
The brute's blood surged, and he shouted at the top of his throat.