: 1239, three sighs, one stick, nine sticks

Xia Jing’s eyes were scornful and flickered.
Li Mu looked at the hole blade and said: "Is this what you call a gift?"
Kong Jian said with a smile: "Between winning your friendship and letting you disappear forever, I chose the latter. After all, how can you have such an uncontrollable existence and influence on the pattern of the entire Yuecheon House? I don't know, the Donghuang dynasty didn't want to take risks, and didn't want to be replaced by Huangji Cliff one day."
Li Mu shook his head: "The wrong choice."
The hole blade smiled confidently and faintly. "It is a pity that this king does not think so. People who appear here today want you to die. This game has already begun after the appearance of the site of Si Ming Xian Fu." Prepared for you."
Li Mu also quite regretted: "I thought that the burly people with big eyes and big eyes are worthy of trust, and you have completely broken my concept."
The hole blade laughed: "So it is a good ending with despair and despair, Mu Mudi."
Li Mu sighed.
He turned to look at the Wuyi sect of the sect of Zong dynasty, and asked: "So the appearance of Gu Zongzhu here means a detached sensation, choose to be arrogant with these people?"
Gu Wuyi has no expression and does not answer any of Li Mu’s words.
It doesn't make sense to make a squabble in his eyes, and a destroyer who is destined to die.
Li Mu said again: "In fact, I have no hostility towards Xuan Senzong."
Gu Wuyi smiled coldly and looked at Li Mu, with a hint of ridicule in his mouth.
Li Mu sighed in a second breath and said: "That's really a pity."
This is what you are doing.
Li Mu looked at Zhou Yunhai, the owner of Ganlin Mountain. He said: "In fact, at first I didn't want to complain with Ganlin Mountain."
Zhou Fohai sneered, no sarcasm: "Oh? Before the time outside Xianfu, isn't it still very hard? Now begging for mercy? Like a broken dog that is broken? Hehehe, it's pitiful, it's already late.

The other strong men of Ganlin Mountain also laughed.
Everyone looked at Li Mu’s eyes with juggling and cruelty.
Just as a hunter is watching a hunter who is already dead.
Li Mu also looked at the yin and yang priest who was carrying the long scorpion in the refining demon. He said, "Do you want to kill me?"
"No amount of life Buddha." The Taoist's face, while white as powder, while black as ink, looks ugly, faintly said: "The world's demon, all must kill, in addition to the demon guardian, my generation of vocation."
Li Mudao: "What is a demon?"
Taoist priests indifferently: "The Taoist said who is the demon, who is the demon, Mu Xiaoyou, you are enchanting, if there is a trace of compassion, when the initiative is fussy, so as not to harm the people."
Li Mu sighed in a third breath and shook his head.
He no longer talks with these people, his eyes, and the faces of other people pass by, his face calmly said: "I and most of you, there is no enmity, today you design to slay me, it is a great death, now Exit, still have time, otherwise, everything is late."
"Ha ha ha."
"Yes, today is to kill you."
"I have never seen the number of enemies in my life. What are you?"
There was a sneer around.
Many people regard the words of Li Mu just as the last futile and useless struggle before death.
Zhou Ji even sneered out loudly: "Oh, you still think about the future? The truth is not afraid to tell you, you have no future, and you can't escape. This stone temple not only has the prohibition of the four Mingxian kings. There are also many Zongmen strongmen who are present today. The seals that are jointly blessed are already in the sky. It’s a fairy king, don’t think about rushing out, let alone you?

"Oh?"
Li Mu looked at the wall of the stone temple.
Sure enough, there are a variety of different methods to support the seal, layered, and there are several layers, it is one of them is untied, and the rest of the array will continue to take effect, like the addition of five or six layers of insurance.
"How? Let's die."
Zhou Jixiao smiled.
He is the pro-son of Zhou Yunhai, the main owner of Ganlin Mountain. He has always been above the top and pretentious. He saw Li Mu’s young but famous, and he was burning.
In addition, his coveted Xia Jing, who is obediently obedient to Li Mu, is like a puppy, and let him see Li Mu as pleasing to the eye.
"Thank you."
Li Mudao. ? ? ?
Everyone has a glimpse.
Li Mudao: "Thank you for taking the initiative to send the door, or a one-time package door, saving me a lot of effort... old Yuan."
He looked at Yuan Hao.
Yuan Yu and Li Mu are simply in the same spirit. They will take Xiao Chenhuang off his shoulder and put it on the side of Li Mu.
Li Mu took the hand of Xiao Chen Huang and said: "Look well, don't be afraid."
Xiaochen Huang nodded hard and said: "Yeah."
Yuan Zhen whispered.
There is a golden flame that fills the flames.
Pull your hands in one of the voids.
A gold fighting stick appeared in the hand.
"Who are you first?"
Yuan Zhen looked at the immortal strongmen of the major gates.
Opposite, everyone's eyes are a bit stunned.
What do you mean?
This is a faction, and it is not intended to be shot in person, but to let the servant around him do it?
So arrogant?
He is crazy.
"I don't know the so-called bugs, you think who you are, the old man gives you the way."
Wei Xuanxin, the head of the Eastern Xuan Xianmen, screamed, and a four-piece sword was sacrificed. The sword light was flowing, and the sword was like a violent wind, and the pressure came unrestricted toward Li Mu and Yuan Wei.
Yuan Hao's mouth corner, draw a trace of coldness.
He stood still and did not move until Wei Tiexin's body shape with a sword attacked. Within a moment of one meter, he suddenly hit a stick.
This is a simple one-shot trick.
Ordinary can not be ordinary.
puff!
It seems like the sound of watermelon being smashed.
Wei Tiexin's four-pronged sword was cut off directly, then his head, instantly smashed, and then his body, like a tomato with an iron bar, the bright red plasma burst.
The sky is full of blood.
Yuan Zhen took the stick and stood.
It seems to be a trivial matter.
However, a golden peak of the peak, but eternally disappeared from the stone temple.
"Unspeakable." Yuan Hao faintly grinned, then looked at other people, said: "Now know who I am... next, who will come?"
The strong men of the Great Xianmen have changed slightly.
The world only knows that Mumu is a tricky character, but he did not expect that a guardian with a face that is not even around him is so powerful.
What is the power of killing a golden dragon?
"You, liar, can you dare to fight with me?"
Yuan Yu’s hand, the blood-stained golden stick, points to the southern king of Donghuang Shenchao.
The expression of Kong's face has calmed down quickly.
He looked at Li Mu and said: "Is this your refuge? Unfortunately, it can't change anything..." He looked at Yuan Hao again and said: "It's a bit of a way, but unfortunately..."
Hey!
Sticks like Jin Lei.
Yuan Zhen has already shot impatiently: "To fight, there are so many nonsense."
In front of the hole blade, two dark gold fairy knives appear.
boom!
The knife rolls intersect and the sound is like a thunder.
Mars is splashing.
"what?"
The empty face of the hole suddenly appeared stunning.
Because of the indescribable horrible power, it came from the handle of the mountain, and the array was like his body. In an instant, the two-finger bones had a crack in the bones, giving birth to a sense of paralysis.
Power is not an opponent.
The shock of the hole is simply unspeakable.
The Donghuang Shen dynasty is a descendant of the giant spirit, and there is the blood of the giant gods in the immortal age. The best thing is to force people. It can be said that the struggle of simple power, in Yuechuan and Caochuan, has not yet been a force. Can resist the Donghuang gods.
But with Yuan Hao, he immediately realized that he was not an opponent.
At this time, Yuan Zhen’s second attack has arrived.
It is still the first stick of Taishan's topping.
The speed is too fast.
The hole blade can't be evaded at all, only parry.
Fire the fire.
Double knife cross, sandwiched on the top of the head.
boom!
It is a thunderous voice.
The knee of the hole blade is slightly bent and the body sinks.
boom!
It is also a stick.
He can only re-arrange.
Boom!
Rack frame!
In a flash, Yuan Hao blasted nine sticks in a row.
The hole blade can only be used to build a nine stick.
After the nine sticks passed, Yuan Hao no longer shot.
The shape of the hole is almost squatting on the ground.
A pair of ghost-headed knives in the hand, the blade has been rolled up one layer.
His hands burst into the blue veins, and a blood vessel protruded from under the skin, like a blue-red quirk, wrapped around the back of his hand, wrist and arm...
"you……"
The hole blade slowly stood up straight, the movement was somewhat mechanically stiff, staring at Yuan Hao, and screamed: "You...in the end...who?"
Yuan Zhen thought for a moment, he did not seem to have chosen a good honor, so he said faintly: "You don't deserve to know."
"I...I...wrong...wrong."
The hole blade bleeds, and he turns his head to look at Li Mu.
The voice has not fallen.
Puff puff!
A line of blood, from the body of the hole, suddenly burst out.
The hand of the ghost knife was turned into a powder, and the body exploded, piece by piece. Finally, like a collapsed building block, it turned into a muddy mud and fell to the original place.
"what?"
"died?"
"It was shaken into mud, and the gods shattered."
In the hall, an incredible exclamation.
The strong men of the great fairy sects grew up in surprise.
The hole edge is the strongman of the immortal, not the iron fairy of Wei Tiexin, but it was killed by the guardian of Mumu, a stick and a stick.
Nine sticks, shocked a fairy!
Who is this servant?
Such a fierce and brave generation, why is the name of the family unknown, has never heard of it before?
Huangji Cliff is not Li Mu, and this person is also the first-class power of Yuechuan.
Everyone gradually felt that things seemed different from what they imagined.
Even Xia Jing, no shock.
She has seen Yuan Hao many times.
It’s just a little servant who is quiet and ignorant. The obedient of Mumu’s appearance is not astonishing and plain. Every time he meets, it’s the face that is not shocked. It seems like the attendants of many people, no special features.
She never dreamed of it, this servant, the strength is so terrible.
Fairy level!
A sage-level attendant.
Then his master?
Xia Jing feels that he seems to be wrong as well.