Chapter 2388

The people of changshengmen came again. They had been found by Qin Mu before they entered the village.

Those villagers are a little flustered, "Mr. Qin, what should we do?"

Qin Mu said, "don't worry!"

This is the third person, and this time the strong one in the middle has an extraordinary origin.

The woodcutter said, "it seems that the leader is one of the twelve strong men of changshengmen."

Even the top 12?

Some villagers are more restless.

I don't know whether Qin Mu can beat others?

What if I can't?

Isn't the whole village finished?

It's a big bet.

But Qin Mu still didn't think so. Dina stayed quietly.

Uncle woodcutter thought that his wife would return soon, so he asked eagerly, "Mr. Qin, what shall we do?"

Qin Mu said, "let me go out and have a look."

A group of people followed carefully. When they came to the entrance of the village, old twelve was still in the air with his sword.

Seeing Qin Mu and the villagers coming from a distance, someone pointed at Qin Mu and yelled, "Twelve martial uncle, that's him!"

"Kill him! Revenge for the dead younger martial brothers

Some people can't bear it for a long time, and take the lead in shouting.

Twelve martial uncles stare at Qin Mu, "is that the boy?"

Strange, why can't you see the spirit of the strong?

Can't it be the wrong information?

As a strong man, he can see the strength of the other side at a glance.

But Qin Mu couldn't see anything.

A disciple of changshengmen came to Qin Mu from the air and yelled, "boy, are you the one who killed us?"

Qin Mu looked up at each other, Niubi!

I can fly with my sword.

Changshengmen really has some skills.

It would have been timid if other people had changed, but for Qin Mu, he had done it many years ago.

It seems that the disciple of changshengmen is showing off on purpose, and relying on his martial uncle, he is even more unscrupulous.

"Boy, I don't care if you're from the immortality gate or not. You're dead today!"

Eternal gate?

Qin Mu looked at the woodcutter next to him. Uncle woodcutter explained, "eternal life gate is another big sect thousands of miles away. Its strength is equal to that of eternal life gate."

"They may think of you as someone of immortality."

Well?

It's kind of interesting.

Qin Mu lightly looked at each other, a small fish, what's the meaning?

He took another look at the old twelve in the void. He still had some strength.

Take him to sacrifice the sword!

"Go away, I'm not interested in killing you!"

Qin Mu directly ignored the disciple.

Yo?

Bull by bull!

Not interested in killing me?

Old twelve frowned. He was arrogant enough to talk to the disciples of Changsheng sect. In his heart, he more and more believed that Qin Mu was a man of eternal life.

"Come on, take him down!"

Old twelve mind, just a young generation of immortality, is also worth my hands-on?

Fearing that others might steal the limelight, the disciple in the front yelled, "I'll come!"

"Boy, twelve martial uncles are here. Don't let them go yet!"

Qin Mu stood there with a sneer, "since you are the first one to die, I tell you, you can't live another second."

"Release -"

before the other party's fart is released, Qin Mu's mind moves and a round of light passes by.

Brush -

the sword of Dao Qi splits in the air.

In the void, a stream of blood splashed, and the flying sword under his feet was also broken in two.

Plop -

two pieces of meat fell from the air. A person who was alive just now turned into a dead body in the blink of an eye.

The disciples of Changsheng gate were shocked. They didn't see what was going on?

When a ray of light passed by, their younger martial brother's head fell to the ground.

Old twelve looks green. What kind of magic is that?

Even he didn't see it clearly, but he knew that there was no such strong man even in changshengmen, right?

He looked at Qin Mu again, "boy, you dare to touch the people of my Changsheng gate."

Qin Mu said, "don't talk nonsense. Come down and give it a go."

“……”

Old twelve suddenly realized one thing, the other side has been standing on the ground, and they fly in the air.

Can't this boy fly with his sword?

Just measuring, a disciple nearby whispered, "Twelve martial uncles, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him quickly, other martial uncles are still waiting for you to go back to the celebration banquet?"“……”

Old twelve's face became ugly. "Shut up!"

What's the rush? What's the rush?

Don't I understand?

Mercilessly admonished a few disciples around him, then he glared at Qin Mu, "you can do it yourself! I don't have to do it. "

"Today, even when it comes to immortality, you are wrong first."

"Don't blame me for bullying the small with the big."

"You've killed so many of our disciples. You can't escape death."

Qin Mu said, "come down, let's have a good chat."

Old twelve one Leng, secret way this kid does what ghost?

However, even if there are ghosts, he is not afraid. He can fly with his sword. His strength is many times stronger than that disciple just now.

"What? Are you afraid? "

"Ha ha ha -"

old twelve laughed.

Qin Mu didn't expect to reply, "yes, I'm afraid you'll run away."

“……”

Where can old twelve's face hang?

"Boy, you are so rampant!"

With a roar, he jumped down from the flying sword and rushed to the sky with a whoosh.

Chop!

With a flash of white light, the flying sword fell on Qin Mu's head.

Qin Mu stood there, holding out two fingers.

Dang -

the angle between the two iron fingers of the flying sword stops suddenly.

"Well?"

The disciples of Changsheng sect are confused one by one. Is this guy so powerful?

This is the twelve martial uncles of changshengmen.

To know the strength of these martial uncles, in the eyes of those Changsheng disciples, they are just like gods.

Can a strong man like this be no match for a young man?

Old twelve's face was so ugly that he couldn't even smoke a few times.

Qin Mu said, "this is your flying sword. Give it back to you!"

Zheng -

with a wave of his hand, the light and shadow flew out.

Old twelve was shocked and waved to block it.

Brush!

The flying sword came down from the sky and burst out a powerful sword.

No!

Old twelve didn't think so at first. When he saw the light, he thought something was wrong.

Just about to dodge, the light came down from the sky.

It's over!

Old twelve's neck shrank and his figure retreated quickly.

Cha -

an arm was cut off and separated from his body.

"Ah -"

old twelve screamed and instinctively retreated for tens of meters.

The broken arm is bleeding.

"You..."

He never thought that the other side would break his arm with his own sword.

The disciples of Changsheng gate were all flustered, "martial uncle, martial uncle!"

Old twelve's face was pale, and he quickly pointed his acupoints.

"Boy, you dare to hurt me!"

Qin Mu sneered, "is it just to hurt you? What about killing you?"

I saw him sacrifice a round of light, bright light, set off the Quartet.

Daoguang condenses into a sword in the sky.

Old twelve was shocked, "Dao Guang's sword!"

"Are you a descendant of Taoism?"

"So it is

Qin Mu said faintly, "it's a pity that you know too late!"

"Die

Brush!

The sword fell from the sky.

Old twelve looked at the sword blankly. He was a fool.

It wasn't until the sword penetrated his body that he murmured, "you're the successor of Taoism!"