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In the blink of an eye, except for the leader of the bandits, all the other bandits died under Mu Yu's sword.

The bandit leader felt the horror of Mu Yu at this time.

I thought Mu Yu was just a young disciple in the sect. I didn't expect that his accomplishments were so terrible and his methods were so fierce and decisive.

He clenched his fists tightly, covered his forehead with cold sweat, and his face was full of a smile of begging for mercy. "Young Xia, my brother-in-law is a disciple of Zixiao Pavilion. He is nearby. You see, in his face, please spare my life. I will repay you."

The meaning of the words is very obvious. He has Zixiao pavilion's brother-in-law as his backer. He tells Mu Yu that if he doesn't want to offend Zixiao Pavilion, he should not attack him.

"Don't say your brother-in-law is a disciple of Zixiao Pavilion. Even if you are a disciple of Zixiao Pavilion, I want to kill Zhao."

Mu Yu is obviously a little funny, and he dares to threaten himself.

Hearing this, the bandit leader's face turned pale. Suddenly he saw a figure in the distance. His eyes lit up immediately and he said in a loud voice, "brother-in-law, I'm here. Help me

A young man dressed in purple sect is coming here quickly. A solemn voice warns, "I'm a disciple of Zixiao Pavilion. Let him go! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude! "

With a sneer in his heart, Mu Yu was not threatened at all. He stabbed the bandit leader in the chest and killed him.

"Didn't I tell you to stop? How dare you do it

Seeing that his brother-in-law died directly in front of him, the young man in purple robe looked at Mu Yu angrily.

Of course, he also knows that his brother-in-law is a vagrant, but his brother-in-law gives him all kinds of treasures and beauties every month, so that he does not criticize his brother-in-law's despicable behavior, but connives behind his back.

"It's just a rogue bandit. I'll kill him if I want. What's your right to order me?" Mu Yu gave him a cold glance.

"Good! You don't even pay attention to my Zixiao Pavilion. Today I will let you die without a place to die! "

The purple robed young man raised his hand in anger and wanted to slap Mu Yu in the face.

However, to his surprise, Mu Yu just raised his hand lightly and resisted it.

At the moment, the young man in purple felt that his palm was patted on the iron wall, which made him feel very painful.

"In addition to the powerful mouth, the Zixiao Pavilion disciples are so useless in their Kung Fu?" Mu Yu sneered.

"Don't be wild. I haven't done my best yet."

Purple robed young man angrily scolded, he felt that he was just careless, if he took out all his strength, Mu Yu would not be able to stop him.

Thinking of this, the young man in purple robe raised his other hand and used ten layers of strength to roll up the heat wave and hit Mu Yu's chest.

"ChiYan palm!"

The strength and momentum of his palm are very strong. If ordinary people, they will be seriously injured by his palm.

A trace of contempt flashed in Mu Yu's eyes, then he stretched out a little thumb and gently pointed to his palm.

"Bang!"

Instant!

The young man in purple robe felt as if he had been struck by thunder, and his body suddenly flew out. Wow, he spat out a mouthful of blood mist.

"Vulnerable, on this strength, but also trying to be ferocious, order others?" Mu Yu looked down at the young man with purple robes lying on the ground and said with disdain.

"I advise you not to kill me. This time I'll go out with my brother and sister to carry out the mission. If I don't go back, they will definitely find you, and then you will be dead."

The young man in purple robe still has a hard tongue and wants to threaten him with his brother and sister.