Chapter 22

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the snow-white ice sculptures collapsed from inside to outside, turning into a ground of broken ice debris scattered on the ground.

A bunch of disciples of Dahua sect retreated a few meters away in fear. The commander Xu Zhihong was killed, but he was still killed with a big killer like lightning rune. Even if their hearts were hard, they couldn't stand the ground. A pile of broken ice dregs all hesitated for a time.

"Go back and tell Yuan Feng that if you want to arrest me, don't send someone to die unless he comes here himself!"

Seeing that the disciples of Dahua sect were afraid, Leng Qingcheng Feng glanced at the crowd and said coldly.

"Hahaha, since you want me to come here in person, I, Yuan Feng, just like Miss Leng's wish!!"

As soon as Leng Qingcheng's words fell, a figure flashing red light all over his body, like a ghost, came from far to near. In a few blinks of an eye, he came to the field from a distance. The speed was so fast that Li Mu, who was hiding not far away, looked at it with a chill in his heart. This speed was no worse than his river crossing step.

"Yuan Feng! You insidious and cunning people dare to die!"

Seeing the visitor Leng Qingcheng, he was suddenly angry, and the three foot green front in his hand could not help but grasp it for a few minutes.

Hearing that the person was actually Yuan Feng, Li Mu looked at each other curiously. At the age of twenty-three or four, he had long hair with loose shawls, a red robe, and a folding fan in his hand. He looked a little like a handsome childe in the secular world.

"Death? Hahaha, I know who killed you in your current situation. Why should I show my tongue? I can't bear to kill you. In this case, if you are willing to marry me as my partner, I guarantee that your position in Dahua gate is not lower than that in Xueling sect!"

Yuan Feng said with a faint smile.

"Marry you? Hahahaha, even if I commit suicide on the spot today, I will never bow to a villain like you. It's better to live on your knees than to die standing! Stop talking and do it!"

Leng Qingcheng laughed with disdain, and then his right hand became a little finger like, and his fingertips became dark blue, and a breath of horror from his fingers was sent out.

"Xuanyin finger!"

Leng Qingcheng immediately drank, and a faint blue finger light from the tip of his right finger shot out, straight to Yuan Feng, and the speed was fast.

"Don't know good or bad!"

Yuan Feng snorted coldly. The bright red light on his body soared, and his right palm was photographed across the air, bringing a surging flame, which turned into a huge flame palm the size of meters, and met the faint blue finger light.

"Boom!!!"

The huge palm of flame collided with the dark blue finger light, and broke out two terrible vitality, one from Yang to Yang, and the other from Yin to cold. The two kinds of vitality were rampant and entangled in the air, and some rocks around were shattered by this powerful blow.

The disciples of Dahua sect who are close to each other have retreated far away. This level of war is far from what they can participate in.

"Is this the strength of the innate realm master? It's really terrible. Even if I take the blow of Yuan Feng, I may not be able to retreat all over!"

Li Mu said to himself, and he had a deeper understanding of the innate realm.

"Leng Qingcheng, you forcibly sealed the injury and thought you could really fight with me? I'm still that condition, either be my partner, or give Yin yuan and die!"

With one blow, Yuan Feng and Leng Qingcheng were equally divided. Yuan Feng, who knew the current state of Leng Qingcheng, once again spoke and advised.

"Hehe, if you had said so earlier, I might still be able to consider it, but unfortunately someone has spoken to me before you. I have only one person. How can I marry two husbands?"

Leng Qingcheng glanced cunningly at Li Mu hiding in a tree not far away, pretending to be embarrassed.

"Shit! This bitch wants to pull me into the water, which is really cruel!"

Seeing Leng Qingcheng glancing at him, Li Mu immediately felt bad.

Yuan Feng was puzzled at first, and then he saw Li Mu hiding in the tree along Leng Qingcheng's eyes.

"Elder martial brother, that boy and Leng Qingcheng are not clear. This son killed more than ten disciples of our Dahua sect, and his crime should be punished!"

A disciple of Dahua sect accosted.

"Then what are you doing here! Kill him!"

Yuan Feng was furious. After sweeping his spiritual knowledge, he found that Li Mu was only the cultivation in the middle of the day after tomorrow, and he didn't take Li Mu too seriously.

A bunch of disciples of Dahua sect looked at each other. Finally, they didn't know whether they dared not listen to Yuan Feng or whether they were confident enough to fight against Li Mu in a swarm.

"Shit! I can't even avoid it!"

Seeing that all the people of Dahua sect rushed towards him, Li Mu couldn't help but burst out a rude remark, and then jumped up, rushed into the crowd of Dahua sect disciples, and fought fiercely with the other party again.

Group warfare, if the general martial artist of the acquired realm meets, even if Zhenyuan's thick body method is amazing, it is difficult to cope with it. After all, the manpower will eventually be exhausted. The so-called two fists are difficult to defeat four hands. Even if you are powerful, if you don't have the overwhelming advantage in the realm, you must be in trouble and escape.

However, Li Mu, who practices nine changes of demons, is an extreme alternative, because he not only practices the heaven level skill Zhenyuan ninghou, but also has such a peerless body method as crossing the river. More importantly, his body is impeccable, and the masters of the general innate realm are not necessarily broken.

With such innate advantages, Li Mu was invincible in the siege of dozens of Dahua sect disciples. After fighting for only a moment, several Dahua sect disciples fell into his hands.

"Waste!"

Not far away, Yuan Feng saw Li Mu rushing in the crowd. He couldn't help but scold angrily. What he said about waste naturally didn't mean Li Mu, but many disciples of Dahua sect.

"Hum! Is it much better than you?"

Leng Qingcheng sneered.

"You don't need to excite me with provocation. I admit that this boy has some means, but under the absolute suppression of the realm, he can't even fart. Let's solve our problems first."

Yuan Feng was calm and did not get excited by Leng Qingcheng's words.

Leng Qingcheng frowned unexpectedly, and then he stopped talking nonsense. The cold light of the long sword in his hand flashed, and the icy sword Qi condensed in front of him, and went straight to Yuan Feng.

Facing the strong attack of Leng Qingcheng, Yuan Feng also put away his heart of relaxation. The folding fan in his hand suddenly opened, and flames and shadows flew out, intercepting the attack of the cold sword.

The two peerless masters in the innate realm opened fire again, and the scene was much more gorgeous than that of the Li Mu battle group. The shadow of the flame fan, the cold ice, and the sword Qi were flying everywhere, not to mention the destructive power. There was a huge mess of stones, and less than half of the tea was basically razed to the ground.

"Bang!!"

With one punch, a Dahua sect disciple holding a long knife was shocked out. Li Mu's fighting spirit was surging. After a series of wars, he already felt that his Zhenyuan cultivation was about to break through the bottleneck.

Li muben could have broken through to the later stage of the day after tomorrow, but he had too little fighting experience in the cave all the year round. After several wars, he had understood the skill and martial arts to a new level.

The so-called practice produces true knowledge, which means actual combat. After a series of bloody battles, Li Mu felt that many of his previously unknown skills and martial arts had been integrated, so naturally there was an opportunity for a breakthrough.

"Boy! Pick me up Lianyun thirteen knives!!"

Just after a Dahua sect disciple was shocked out, a middle-aged man in his 40s, holding a big knife 45 meters long, went straight to Li Mu's forehead to chop. Looking at the momentum, it was like a mountain pressing down.

"Good to come!"

Li Mu laughed, his fists flashing black gold streamer, straight to the falling long knife.

"When!!!"

The big broadsword fell on Li Mu's fists, which surprised Li Mu. The huge broadsword was not broken, but just bounced out, and he vaguely felt some pain in his fists. This was something he had never encountered since he reached the third floor of the nine changes of the devil.

Without waiting for Li Mu to think more, the other party chopped up again. This seems to be a set of serial knife technique, which is faster and stronger than each other.

"Come again!!!"

Li mupao drank, and the real yuan surged in his body, and his fists met again.

"When!!!"

There was another crisp sound like the impact of fine iron, and the broadsword was still bounced out. Li Mu's face changed slightly, because his fists were sore again.

"Come again if you can!!"

The middle-aged man of Dahuamen bared his teeth and shouted, and the third knife was immediately split out. Not to mention Li Mu's inner surprise, he was even more surprised than Li Mu. He didn't know how powerful his Lianyun thirteen knives were, but he couldn't help but know it clearly. This is a solid ground level martial art, and what he pays attention to is breaking the law with force.

Third knife

Fourth knife

Fifth knife

...

When the other party hit the ninth knife, Li Mu finally changed his face. He still took the knife, but the whole person stepped back a few steps, and a wound was left on the back of his hand, with blood flowing.

"I thought you were iron! I didn't expect it to be so! Take my tenth knife again!"

The middle-aged man sneered. He jumped up in the air, with an amazing momentum, and the tenth knife fell down again.

"Good martial arts, but I don't have time to play with you!"

Li Mu said, slashing Qianqiu from his waist, and a dagger cut at the other party's broadsword.

"Bang when!!!"

With a crisp sound of fine iron breaking, the middle-aged man's face changed dramatically. As soon as his broadsword came into contact with the dagger in Li Mu's hand, it was like tofu hitting the blade, and immediately became two pieces.

"Die!"

Li Mu cut Qianqiu in his hand. Taking advantage of the unbelievable distraction on the other side's face, he ran straight to his chest and stabbed him, matching the speed of the river crossing step in the blink of an eye.

The middle-aged man's hair stood up. He had no time to dodge, so he had to block the rest of the broadsword in front of his chest, hoping to block Li Mu's tricky blow.

But let him die in peace, the purpose is to cut Qianqiu directly through half of the broadsword in his hand, and half of it stabbed into his chest.

The middle-aged man stared at the boss and fell to the ground with his eyes closed. His chest was full of blood and soon became a bloody man.

"Chen Hao was killed so easily. Is this man really a congenital master who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger?"

A Dahua sect disciple said in fear. As soon as he said this, many people in Dahua sect who had been killed and injured subconsciously stepped back.

This middle-aged man named Chen Hao is familiar to them. It is the existence that half of his feet have stepped into the innate realm. Among the disciples of Dahua sect below the realm of divine power, his strength can be ranked in the top three, but he was killed so easily by the other party.