Chapter 1639

"Do you really dare to kill me?"

Sikong held the sword, but he didn't have the courage to do it.

Two screams came from behind, "ah --"

in a twinkling of an eye, the remaining two younger martial brothers had suffered again. Qin Mu was merciless and decisive.

When Sikong heard the scream, he was frightened.

He is the best among the martial brothers, with countless auras,

known as the genius of the younger generation.

I didn't expect that he was so afraid of death at the critical moment.

Seeing Qin Mu's figure in a flash, he had already appeared in front of him, and Sikong had an impulse to die.

The trough!

The strength of others is not built at all. I can't compare with him at all.

This dharma alone has been out of reach.

Who knows what kind of state their strength has reached?

Is it the peak of the heavenly ladder in the legend?

How else could it be so haunted?

Sikong gritted his teeth, "if you really want to kill me, you have to weigh your own weight."

"Our sword sect is not that kind of small Gang. The nine martial uncles are so powerful that you can't run away."

Qin Mu said, "have you finished?"

“……”

Sikong was angry for a moment. It seemed that the other party wanted to kill himself.

Anyway, it's better to fight for death.

Pinch the sword, pluck up the courage to start.

But Qin Mu looked at himself jokingly and asked, "I'll tell you an unfortunate news. I've already killed your so-called once-in-a-hundred-year genius."

Putong -

Sikong trembled. It turns out that the martial arts genius under the fourth martial uncle's family died under his hands.

Emperor Qin's body trembled, and he understood, "you?"

"So it is

Qin Mu nodded.

"Now you can die in peace!"

Sikong gritted his teeth, "if you want to kill me, don't think about it!"

After all, I am a strong man in the realm of heaven. I can't be too weak.

Zheng -

Sikong took the sword and finally made a move.

As soon as the broad sword of cutting iron like mud comes out, its edge is exposed.

I saw a sword across the sky. With a shock, I was about to cut Qin Mu's head.

Qin Mu's brow twisted and he suddenly took out his hand.

Arms slightly raised, the four sides suddenly surging, heaven and earth color.

Sikong was terrified and looked at that day strangely,

what happened?

With his strength, how can we see Qin Mu's realm?

I just feel that I can't help but be dominated by a force.

Just as the other side's sword fell, Qin Mu moved, and his figure shook.

It was like a flash of lightning sweeping across and brushing -

the sword suddenly cut at Sikong himself uncontrollably.

Sikong instinctively startled, "no -"

brush -

his voice was still frozen in the air, as if it had been condensed.

With a crash, it broke into pieces.

The sword, cut by himself, passed his own neck.

Poof -

a stream of blood burst out, just like the incomparably enchanting flowers.

Bright red, blooming in the grassland.

Oh, my God!

What kind of strong opponent is this?

The younger martial sister who was knocked down in the grass by Qin Mu had already been scared out of her wits.

Such a strong man is at the level of his master.

It's not a person of his own strength who can expect that other people will hurt others by flying flowers and picking leaves.

Putong, when Sikong's once proud head flew up, the body fell on the grassland.

Qin Mu didn't go to see more, but he set his eyes on the woman who was trembling in the grass.

"Life and martial arts, which do you want to keep?"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" he said

Qin Mu brushed, "I hope you are safe in this life, no longer involved in this kind of right and wrong."

The other party's body trembled a few times sharply, and his cultivation turned into nothing in an instant.

"Snow clothes, let's go!"

Seeing that Qin Mu has abandoned his opponent's martial arts, Cheng Xueyi's lips tremble slightly, but he doesn't make a sound after all.

Now it's important to find he Zhenyao's whereabouts. They don't stay any longer and leave here immediately.

On their way to the west, they met many herdsmen.

They live and work in peace and contentment on the grassland, enjoying the beauty of nature.

Qin Mu looked at the herdsmen, "fortunately, they were not involved."

Thinking of the tribe killed by he Zhenyao, they all thought that this tribe must have done something to make he Zhenyao unhappy.With he Zhenyao's current strength, no one should be able to force her.

It's ridiculous that she should be married to handar.

"Xueyi, we have killed so many disciples of Jianzong outside the pass. We must find he Zhenyao as soon as possible!"

It's said that the master of Jianzong had nine disciples, each of whom had great strength. That master of Jianzong had reached the realm of unprecedented and no one to come after. He might have been close to the realm of God King.

Qin Mu believed that no one in the world who really practiced ancient martial arts should have reached the realm of the king of God.

Some people may have been infinitely close, but as long as they did not take this step, they could not be called the king of God.

It's terrible to meet such a strong man, but we can't escape.

Qin Mu is not arrogant and doesn't take the initiative to provoke others, but when people come to him, he never flinches.

How could the sword of Emperor Qin's blood kill him?

As they were about to move on, they ran after some fast horses behind them.

"Han brothers, Han brothers!"

It turned out to be the brothers of the herdsmen. Qin Mu and Cheng Xueyi stopped and waited for them curiously.

"Han brothers!"

The herdsman brother was out of breath. It seemed that he was tired from riding, which made him so anxious.

Qin Mu is about to ask, the other side jumped off the horse, "you don't go any further, the people of the first sword sect were killed in the grassland."

Qin Mu smiles, "it's OK, we don't provoke anyone."

The herdsman brother was kind-hearted. He had only spent a night in their house, but he came all the way to report to him.

The herdsman brothers said, "handar said that there are inexplicable strong people on the grassland. We should be careful."

"He has sent someone to inform the people of Jianzong. The strong people of Jianzong should come soon."

Qin Mu patted him on the shoulder, "brother, listen to my advice, leave here as soon as possible."

"Jianzong people may not bring you good luck, they may bring disaster."

The herdsman brother was stunned, "Han brother, what do you say? How can the people of Jianzong bring us disaster? They are our friends

Qin Mu said, "it's right to listen to me. Go back!"

"Go back to your tent and live a normal life with your wife and family."

He waved to the herdsman brothers and left with Cheng Xueyi.

Seeing the two men go away, the herdsman brother shakes his head

It's dark. Qin Mu and Cheng Xueyi find a place to sit down.

There was a fire.

Woo -

Woo -

there were howls of wild wolves in the distance. Qin Mu looked at the darkness, as if many wolves were coming here.

"It looks like we have to leave!"

He doesn't want to fight these wolves here again.

Cheng Xueyi said, "Li Shuchen, where are they? There's no news of he Zhenyao, is there? "

Six people are divided into three groups. I don't know what happened to the other two groups.