Su Yitian didn't suspect him in the slightest. He went over and asked, "What? You're so secretive." In Lin Guhong's hand was a piece of white, jade-like object that faintly glowed in the center of his palm.
Su Yitian was somewhat baffled as he asked, "What is this?" Lin Guhong pulled his hand and said, "Won't you know after touching it?"
Su Yitian's fingers gently touched that ball of white light, letting out a refreshing feeling of wetness. Just as he was about to let go, the white light suddenly turned into a rope, binding his limbs and making him unable to break free.
His body felt a huge attraction, as if he couldn't help but fly into the hands of the person behind him.
That Lin Guhong suddenly changed his appearance and became a white bearded uncle with a slightly fat face. He laughed out loud and patted Su Yitian's head. He tested the quality of the rope and said, "You brat, I finally caught you. I don't know why Old Jiang took so long."
When Su Yitian saw the familiar face change, he knew that he had been tricked. He struggled to run up the stairs, but the more he struggled, the tighter the rope tied to him. While the two of them were in a stalemate, the door suddenly opened. Lin Guhong walked in and muttered: "Tian Tian, you brat, why did you give away your money for so long?"
He was originally here to look for Su Yitian, but when he saw that Su Yitian was being held by someone else, he was greatly shocked. When he looked at the white bearded man again, he saw that he was an old acquaintance of his. He then said, "What are you doing? Let him go quickly." The white-bearded old man dodged and said disdainfully: "Lin Guhong, you are not my opponent. If you know what's good for you, quickly scram."
Lin Guhong said, "Mu Zhongliu, you are just a lackey for the Celestial Emperor. What right do you have to say that to me? " As he spoke, he was about to snatch Su Yitian, who was in his embrace.
Mu Zhongliu did not even take Lin Guhong seriously. He pulled Su Yitian into his arms and confronted Lin Guhong at the same time. As long as Lin Guhong sent a move towards him, Mu Zhongliu would push Su Yitian back. Lin Guhong didn't dare to use too much strength.
He could only curse, "Mu Zhongliu, you old thing, why are you so cunning. Also, he's just a child, yet you want to tie him up with a bundle of immortal cords? "
Mu Zhongliu did not think much of him, and planned to leave after taking care of him in three moves. Although the Heaven Breaking Demon Sword was powerful, facing two experts, Jiang Feng and Leng Fanyun, it would not be easy to win against them. His plan of luring the tiger out of the mountain would not take long.
Just as he was about to leave with Su Yitian in his arms, a sky-shattering sound was suddenly heard from behind him. He quickly turned his body to the side, thinking that he was in danger. If he was even half a second slower, his arm would have been gone.
There was a red-clothed beauty standing behind him. Her facial features were picturesque, but her eyes were staring at him. Faintly feeling a sense of familiarity, the woman said, "Return my child."
Su Yitian saw his mother coming over and was about to pounce on her, but the immortal binding around his mother's body became tighter and tighter. With a sad face, he said, "Mother, please save me."
Mu Zhongliu looked at her and said seriously, "Oh? So the young lady from the Su Clan was you? It looks pretty good, but this child can't give it to you. He is the reincarnation of the God of Slaughter. If he were to recover his memories from his previous life and obtain all of his strength, how can a mere lady like you be able to bear the burden of burning these mountains and rivers? "
He pretended to be serious, but he didn't know that the tide had already sold him out. Su Yuewu looked at his serious face and coldly ridiculed, "All the deities in the world distance themselves from love and hate, pure and simple. I never would have thought that the Heavenly Emperor would be like that, and you, too. In that case, the Heaven Realm is just a bunch of animals. "
Seeing her like this, Mu Zhongliu stopped pretending. He snorted coldly, raised his sword, and waved it at her. That Mu Zhongliu's inner force was extremely high, and Su Yuewu's intuition told her that she was going to fight him. She held on and said to Lin Guhong at the side, "I'll deal with him. You save Tian Tian."
While Mu Zhongliu was dealing with her, he said, "You two think you can save the reincarnation of the God of Slaughter? "Don't even think about it. Today, I must bring this brat back." After speaking, he used one hand to block Tian Tian's front, his moves becoming more and more powerful.
Seeing that his moves were flawless and watertight, Su Yuewu couldn't help but feel anxious. A loophole appeared in her moves. Just as Mu Zhongliu's sword was about to stab towards her, Lin Guhong pulled her out and helped him convert this deadly killing intent into something else.
The two of them knew that they could not get away from him, so Lin Guhong said: "Mu Zhongliu, don't you want to know where the tide is?"
As expected, Mu Zhongliu's sword force slowed down as he asked, "Old Jiang?" When he saw their expressions, he couldn't help but think of a possibility. His expression also changed as he said coldly, "The Heavenly Emperor trusts him that much. Could he have actually betrayed the Heavenly Emperor?"
Lin Guhong saw that his words were filled with the defense of the Heavenly Emperor. He said with a bit of ridicule, "How ridiculous. I wonder how in the past, Senior Uncle Mu was so elegant, and how did he have such a useless descendant like you? He was willing to be the Heavenly Emperor's dog."
Mu Zhongliu was so angry that he did not care about Su Yitian who was in his hand. He let him go and slashed his sword at Lin Guhong, saying, "What do you know? All of you ingrate! The Celestial Emperor is treating you so well! Are you all blind? Right in everything? "
Su Yuewu pulled Su Yitian to the side and rushed in with her sword flowers, together with Lin Guhong to deal with the powerful enemy in front of them.
However, they were still not a match. In just half an incense's time, Su Yuewu and Lin Guhong had been defeated. Mu Zhongliu's sword was pulled out from Su Yuewu's body, bringing with it a trickle of fresh blood, while Lin Guhong also powerlessly fell to the ground. He walked towards Su Yitian, a cold smile on his face as he said, "With just them alone, how could they be my match?"
Just as his hand touched Su Yitian's sleeve, a figure suddenly rushed over at an extremely fast speed. The prey Su Yitian had caught up to was nowhere to be seen. Before he could regain his senses, another sword shadow came at him. He said coldly, "What about me? Am I worthy to be your opponent?"
When Mu Zhongliu looked at the man in white, he saw a sword in his hand. His expression was dark and his eyes were filled with killing intent. In the distance, River Tide was carrying Su Yitian as he took out the Immortal-Bundled Ropes from his body.
Mu Zhongliu was anxious and angry at the same time. He said to River Tide at the same time, "Old Jiang, what's wrong with you? How could they be friends or foes? I have a good relationship with you, so I won't tell others about what happened today. The Heavenly Emperor is already angry, so hurry up and help me.
Jiang Feng didn't look at him and laughed: "Mu Zhongliu, in the entire Heaven Realm, I'm afraid you're the only one who is loyal to the Heavenly Emperor. Don't be silly, your senior is the famous Sword God, Uncle Mu. He placed the immortal rope in his bosom and looked at Mu Zhongliu.
He thought for a moment and said, "Mu Zhongliu, you don't have to worry about it. I won't bring the reincarnation of the God of Slaughter back. After living for ten thousand years, I, Old Jiang, have seen everything clearly. "I, Old Jiang, just remind you to open your eyes wide and look at the people around you. Don't be sold off and still count the silver." He did not look at Mu Zhongliu, who was standing opposite him, and did not know what to think.
Mu Zhongliu was furious to see him like this. He really wanted to argue with old man Jiang. How could he be so cruel and unscrupulous? However, the man in front of him was extremely difficult to deal with. He seemed to be in his early thirties, yet his internal energy was almost the same as his. He didn't want to stand with him any longer, but the man's sword was like a shadow, following him right after he left.
Only then did he look at his opponent attentively. He asked, "Who are you?"
Seeing him acting like this, Leng Fanyun coldly ridiculed him, "You kidnapped my son and injured my wife, who do you think I am?"
Mu Zhongliu did not expect that the Mortal Realm warriors had reached such a high level of martial arts. This was almost impossible. He slowly looked at the newcomer. He was dressed in white, and his face was handsome. His brows were like swords, and his eyes carried an aura of death and hell. Somehow, he also felt like a person.
Mu Zhongliang's mind was in a state of turmoil; he had nearly lost half of his arm in a single sword strike. He was slowly losing out to this domineering man. As such, he might as well return to the Heavenly Court and report the news of the river's betrayal to the Heavenly Emperor. Also, he found it a little funny. He didn't know why, but no matter how he looked at it, it seemed familiar. Seeing that he was distracted, Leng Fanyun used all his strength to gather all the profound energy in his body into his sword, and thrusted it towards Mu Zhongliu with the might of a thunderbolt.
What he did not know was that when he used all his strength to thrust the sword at his opponent, a streak of red flames appeared on his forehead. Mu Zhongliu looked at his symbol as if he had been struck by lightning. He finally understood why that person felt so familiar to him. He was actually the Ancient Demon Sovereign who had disappeared for a long time. He tried his best to avoid the attack, but most of his sleeves had already been torn off. He looked at the man behind him with a pale face. The flame-like mark slowly disappeared, and his eyes returned to normal.
He looked at the river tide that was with Su Yitian and thought, "I'm afraid that that damned old man should have already known about it." He was a little worried that the reincarnation of the God of Slaughter and the Ancient Demon Sovereign would actually be together. If he didn't eradicate this sooner, then this world would probably be reshuffled.
After thinking about it for a while, he decided to give up on the idea of seizing the reincarnation of the God of Slaughter. He made a decision and headed towards the Heaven Realm.
Leng Fanyun and Su Yitian hurriedly ran towards Su Yuewu. She had been struck in the abdomen and was bleeding profusely. Lin Guhong was also injured, and could not move on the ground.
River Tide stabilized the two's injuries and wiped his hands. Then, he said to Leng Fanyun: "That Mu Zhongliu probably already knows that you are the Ancient Demon Sovereign. Since he was willing to give up on the God of Slaughter's reincarnation, he should be in a hurry to report to the Celestial Emperor."
Leng Fanyun looked at Su Yitian, who was serving tea to Su Yuewu, with a warm look in his eyes. He said, "It's fine. God kills the god. Buddha kills the Buddha."