Chapter 820, Yunguang Saints

Through the mystery, the old man of the sword returned to the peak of the peak, the vigorous blood and power fluctuations, so many people on the sword square were quite moved. I thought the situation would be reversed, who knows... was spiked in an instant.
Hey!
The head is landing.
The body fell slowly.
Blood flows on the mirrored stone floor.
The eyes of the monks around the parties also fell to the ground.
The so-called major fairy gates in the Lushan world, two three mountains and one pavilion, are all the time when the squadrons of the battlefields were brave, the generals, and the pure powers of the Taoist priests, there is no way to compare, how is Li Mu Opponent?
"Five Sacred God League?"
Li Mu looked at the other people who sat in the position before the old sword.
"You, are also people of the Five Sacred Gods League, what do you want to say?"
This group of people has changed color.
The Wuyue Shenmeng is a collective name. In addition to the Lushan world, there are some large and small ancestral gates of the other four sacred places in the land of China. But not all of them, the old swordsmen sit on the position of the lord, although half rely on the support of the big forces. But half of them rely on their own strength. These people are all convinced by the sword old man.
But as strong as the sword, the most peak state, in the hands of Li Mu, can not go a trick, they are the old man of the sword, how dare to make it?
"Go back to your own world, so as not to make mistakes."
Li Mudao.
The sound is absolutely unquestionable.
These people are in the Xuantian Mountain, just like walking a dog. It is not enough to make a mistake. Maybe when the people of the six races are sent through the door of the ancient ancestors, they will soon fall over and help them.
But Li Mu can't really kill because of one of his own guesses.
Therefore, it is the most feasible strategy to drive them back to their famous mountains.
It’s just this, the monks of the Five Sacred Gods’ League are all embarrassed and hesitant.
A thousand-year-old machine is in front of you, so go back, can you be willing?
I was scared away by a word, and there was no face in it.
But if it doesn't go, who can stop Li Mu's knife?
It’s hard to ride a tiger.
Just as the monks of the Five Sacred Gods are facing each other
"Ha ha ha ha, is Li Mu right?"
A hearty laughter, a black light flash, a thin tall man with a pair of vermilion horns on his head, appeared in the square.
This person's face is like jujube, red eyebrows red, long face, quite sullen, looking at Li Mu, patted the palm, said: "Good knife method, just because of the knife, you are indeed qualified in the Xuantian Mountain, there are A place."
Li Mu’s gaze, cold as a blade, is fixed on this thin young man.
Before, when the sky was overlooking the Xuantian Mountain, the eye of the eye could see a column of smoldering smoke, and dozens of them were the most tyrannical, just like the pillar of the gods, representing dozens of repairs as the strongest existence. The breath of this thin tall man is one of those dozens of ways.
"In the lower east Guo Qi, the view of the little brothers is amazing, seeing the joy of hunting, not happy, want to ask for a trick, I wonder if it is OK?" The tall and thin young man stared at Li Mu, smiled.
But under the cover of laughter, Lengsen’s murder is like an underground ice. Although it is not obvious, it is also cold.
Li Mu can clearly capture that this Dong Guoqi is deeply hostile to himself.
At this time, there was another laugh on the stone steps.
"Haha, Li Shixiong, let me introduce to you, this Dong Guo Gongzi is one of the contemporary descendants of the Dong Guo family. It is also a knife method. It is said to be the top ten knife master in the three thousand small world. Oh, oh."
The figure flickered.
The priests and the gods are as clear as the jade, and the robes are bright and come into play.
Li Mu's eyebrows jumped slightly.
The saying that does not destroy the Taoist priest is clearly hinted at in the dark. This Dong Guoqi is powerful and not too small. It is not as good as the old man of the sword, so be careful.
"Why, if you don't kill your brother, don't you have a hand?"
Dong Guoqi's rich red brows, between the frowns, are almost connected together, like a long knife that smashes out.
"This is not, I have had a fight with Li Shixiong." The invincible Taoist smiled with one hand.
"Oh?" Dong Guoqi said: "So, do not kill the brother, have you got the pure Yang sword?"
"No." The Taoist priest shook his head.
"Well?" Dong Guoqi said: "Don't you kill the brother who lost?"
Do not destroy what the Taoist priests have to say.
Li Mu said directly: "I lost."
On the face of Dong Guoqi, a faint smile flashed away, saying: "The rumor is not the brother of the right hand of God, the power of destroying the gods and demon, can defeat the knife method, but it is expected In the end, since the invincible brother can be defeated, then I can also be defeated."
Said, he looked at Li Mu and said: "Come on, get out."
It is not good to keep the Taoist priests secret.
He appeared out, this is to resolve the hostility, to avoid Li Mu and Dong Guoqi, so as not to anger the entire Xianmen Group. After all, there was a gap between the fish predecessors and many Xianmen, which gave birth to many twists and turns, not wanting things of the year. Repeatedly, I did not expect that instead of resolving, it was counterproductive.
Li Mudao: "Okay."
He took a direct blow.
Dong Guoqi laughed, his palms were together, and he pulled it on his chest. A rotating Buddha's knife seemed to be pulled out of nothingness. He held it with one hand and raised his hand. It seemed to be extremely random.
Ding!
The reincarnation knife touches the Buddha knife.
At the touch of a finger.
Li Mu is still holding a knife in his arms, and his body does not move.
Dong Guoqi is a slight tremor of the arm. The Buddha's knife in the palm is trembled. The right hand of the knife is held, and the blue veins on the back of the hand are exposed. It is like a green scorpion crawling on the back of the hand. In the end, the tremor of the knives is getting bigger and bigger. There is an invisible terrorist force that controls the Buddha's knife and shakes it madly. With one hand, he cannot suppress it.
He looked at Li Mu with a stunned look, pressed his left hand on the back of his right hand, and held the knife in both hands.
For a long time, the sound of the Buddha's knife trembled, and it stopped.
On the back of Dong Guoqi’s hands and hands, a red mark and a blue vein slowly subsided.
When everyone around saw it, they immediately understood that the double-knife confrontation, but the Dong Guo family's descendant Dong Guoqi lost a thorough.
Although most of the monks can't see the truth of the truth, but between them, Dong Guoqi, who is known as the "small knife magic", is defeated. Whoever dares to regard Li Mu as a small person who is lucky in the world? Look?
The immortal priest is also quite surprised.
He is the one who knows Li Yu's details. He just thought that Li Mu would not be defeated, but now it seems that it is not undefeated?
On the steps, the little boy didn’t die with his hands on his chin:
Ah, it’s getting more and more interesting.

Among the excitement of the surrounding voices, Dong Guoqi’s face was flushed like blood.
"Okay, very good." He stared at Li Mu and said: "I am careless. Today's defeat, the day will pay, Li Mu, the landscape meets, today, I have no face here to continue."
After that, directly turned into a streamer and flew outside Tianxuan Mountain.
It was actually gone.
This made Li Mu very surprised.
This Dong Guoqi is still a bit interesting.
"Li Shixiong, stop here." The eternal priests quickly reminded, "Come on [the gate of the ancient ancestors] can be opened."
What does Li Mugang want to say, another sound
"So far? I am afraid that it is just beginning."
On the east side, on the steps, a figure sitting cross-legged in the three-footed sky, a closed eye suddenly opened.
"When is the scum of the customs, arbitrarily provoke the majesty of Xianmen, can be let go of it casually? Do not destroy, you are pure Yang, one of the Xianmen, do not forget the dignity and glory of your body.

The man stood up, his body shape was fascinating, and there was a stack of gods and celestial rings behind his head. The white flowers were born under the feet. Step by step, stepping on the void, wherever the footsteps came, the fairy flowers were born in the void, and the stamens carried their snow white. Barefoot, like a fairy in the flower.
In an instant, the entire Sword Square is silent.
All look at this walking in the shadow of the flower, with awe.
"Cloudy Virgin."
There is also a hint of jealousy in the eyes of the ombudsman.
"Li Mu is not a common person. He is a descendant of the predecessors of the fish."
The situation turned sharply, and he quickly threw out the origin of Li Mu.
This is no secret.
"Oh, how about it? That old fish, when it was already full of evil, squatting and repairing, disturbing the fairy door, if not for my ancestors, there are major events, already killing him, the old fish is guilty When you are jealous, now his descendants are also mad and ugly, and the singularity of the singularity, when you kill it, is the power of my fairy."
[Cloud Lady] The voice is cold and authentic.
The priests are not changed.
What else does he want to say, [Cloud Light Saint] glanced at it and said: "I don't die, don't you back?"
"be careful."
The immortal Taoist looked at Li Mu and turned back to his position.
It can be seen that he is extremely jealous of this [Cloud Lady], not only because of the strength of the other side, but also because of the status of the other party, which is much higher than him.
"You do it yourself."
[Cloudy Virgin] Looking at Li Mu, his eyes are full of indifference.
Li Mu vaguely can guess that this woman who is suspended in the air should be a high-level figure in the descendants of God. The tone of speaking and doing things is like the high above, the queen who dominates everything.
"Do you want to do it yourself?" Li Mu smiled and said: "Is it a word for you?"
Mad woman?
【云光圣女】The pupil is instantly reduced like a needle tip, and the face is cold and cool. Sanhao frost:
Oh, I have never been dare to talk to me like this. You are a small bug in the customs world, poor and sad, I don’t know how to fear. Damn it... who killed him for me."
The last sentence is said to other monks around the Sword Square.
"I am willing to marry this madman for the Virgin."
A figure emerged from the crowd, but a white tuxedo, a top hat, a medieval Western gentleman dressed in white, two black beards, eagle hook nose, looks in line with Western aesthetic standards, can be regarded as Western beauty men, A pure gold deer head in his hand with a charming smile on his face.