I have a two world clock

Chapter 258
An arrow more than five feet long hovered in front of Li Mu's eyes. The arrow was golden in color, with fine runes constantly appearing and disappearing.

The entire arrow floated in front of Li Mu's eyes and spun rapidly, stirring the void to generate wind, making a rumbling sound.

"This arrow is interesting!"

Li Mu slowly stretched out his palm, and grabbed the arrow.

Before the palm touched the arrow, it was trembling uncontrollably due to the ripples in the space stirred up by the arrow. The trembling of the palm caused the whole arm to shake, and even the body trembled.

If it is an ordinary monk, facing the space ripples stirred by the arrows, it will definitely be difficult to make a move.

But to Li Mu who is proficient in the way of space, it is nothing.

The palm of his hand passed through the ripples of space lightly and deftly, and grabbed the body of the arrow. He only felt that his hands were hot. The whole arrow was like a living thing, struggling and beating in the palm of his hand, and the runes on the arrow body kept emerging The explosion caused Li Mu's palms to feel numb and even painful.

"It's just an arrow, and you still want to run?"

Li Mu firmly grasped the arrow in his hand, and there was a crackling sound in his palm. The runes on the arrow body exploded one after another, and the arrow clusters suddenly broke away from the shaft and flew into the void.

When he pulled out the blade, he saw that the blade was as clear as water. After sensing Li Mu's gaze, the blade couldn't stop trembling, and there was a faint sound of dragons chant and tigers roaring.

Let's talk about Li Mu.

The bow and arrow handed down by his family is an ancient magic weapon with astonishing power. Even immortals and Buddhas would not dare to show their strength directly. With this bow and arrow, the ancestors of the Huang family can even shoot and kill dragons.

Now the arrow that was shot was captured by someone, and even the divine sense attached to him was erased. It can be seen that the person who shot it was the head of the Huang family among the eight great families. He was also shocked at this time: "Which old thing Deliberately making things difficult for me?"

"It seems that this treasure is not destined for me for the time being!"

"Go to hell!"

The white-haired man was furious, and suddenly a long sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed at the golden figure: "Get lost!"

"I kill and do evil, it's none of your business!"

If she held Li Mu's red sword and met Huang Tianjiao, she would definitely not be captured by him with a single blow.

Li Mu looked at it for a while, and was very satisfied: "Yunniang is short of a good sword, and this green sword is just for her self-defense."

The Huang family's bows and arrows, on this land of Yuanjie, really not many people are capable of defending against them, let alone intercepting them halfway, and keeping them for themselves.

"Damn it, my son was killed, can't I take revenge?"

"yeah?"

Huang Wencheng was about to dodge and get out, but saw the crack close suddenly, and then a golden light flashed in front of him, and more than 30 golden figures emerged. These 30 figures each displayed their magical powers and blasted at Huang Wencheng: "Master Huang, retreat quickly!"

Li Mu looked at the drawing in front of him, with a look of pity on his face: "When I reach the realm of cultivation, I will come and take it away!"

He thought for a while, and the red hairpin stuck on the top of his head suddenly jumped out, turning into a red sword in the air, complementing the green sword.

When I looked at the picture again, I found that the picture was still a picture, and there was nothing special about it.

In the courtyard.

Thousands of miles away in the cave world, the expression of the white-haired man who just shot the arrow suddenly changed, and he stood up abruptly: "Who is it? Who caught my golden arrow!"

Huang Wencheng let out a cold snort, and slashed with his long sword, creating a crack in the void, connecting it to the space outside the small world.

The entire cluster of arrows began to quiet down, as if they were dead.

He charged forward with his sword, and fought with these more than 30 golden phantoms: "The four major sects have trapped me for more than 100 years, and they still have to seal it. It is tolerable, which one is unbearable!"

Now that the powers of the Yuan Realm have left one after another, Taoism has declined, capable immortals and Buddhas have long since ascended to the sky, and are no longer in the world. Even if there are occasional great powers hidden, most of them don't care about world affairs.

"This picture actually has the ability to compress space!"

Dozens of phantoms turned into the appearance of monks at the same time, and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "It's so good, if Patriarch Huang didn't do too many evils in the past, how could the old monk and others block your door?"

Li Mu stretched out his hand and took the green sword into his palm, only to see that the sword was four feet long, the scabbard was inlaid with sun and moon gemstones, and several runes were painted on the hilt.

"My golden arrow!"

The real fire of the sun emerged from his palm, and burned the arrow cluster fiercely. The light on the arrow cluster flickered, and the runes on the surface surged violently. After a while, most of it was burned out.

Boom boom boom!
Huang Wencheng was as mad as mad, and cut through the air with his sword, shattering more than a dozen golden phantoms one after another. In the end, he couldn't hold back the crowd and was beaten by dozens of phantoms. He fled back to Huang's ancestral house in embarrassment, unable to retreat.

He reluctantly glanced at the picture, turned around and walked out of the main hall. After taking a few steps, he broke through the void and came to his own courtyard.

Frightened, Li Mu used Xing Zi Jue, his body retreated rapidly, and after a while, he returned to his original position.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and runes linked the sky and the earth, blocking the white-haired man's path. A golden figure appeared in the void, holding a knife and a shield, and said sharply, "Huang Wencheng! The 300-year time limit has not yet come, so don't do it without permission." Get out of Huangjiajie!"

The flying sword Hu Yunniang used at this time was made by herself from the black iron and fire copper she had saved, and its power is limited. Although it can protect the body and kill the enemy, it is not enough when encountering a strong enemy.

The white-haired man was furious, stomped his feet suddenly, and jumped into the sky, breaking through the space, and was about to rush to Yunzhou City.

Huang Wencheng held the sword in his hand and roared like thunder: "Back back! Get back! You're paralyzed! I've had enough!"

When he came to the picture, he wanted to take it down, but found that the farther he went, the farther he was from the picture.

After a while, I suddenly realized: "It's not that I am getting farther and farther away from the picture, but that the closer I get to the picture, the smaller my body becomes!"

After putting away the arrow tuft and arrow shaft, he turned his gaze to one side.

Li Mu stretched out his hand to grab the arrow clusters that flew into the void: "Do you still want to escape in batches?"

In this Yuan Realm, those who have the ability to catch the golden arrow, I am afraid that only those old things who have hidden cultivation can do it, and ordinary monks absolutely do not have such supernatural powers.

puff!
His sword hit the top of the golden figure's head, split it in half immediately, and then exploded like a bubble.

Looking around at this moment, one finds that the tribute table in front is as big as a mountain, the main hall is like a sky, and the blue square bricks paved in the main hall below are like ten thousand hectares of fertile fields.

Li Mu looked very envious: "Good sword!"

"This blue sword seems to be more powerful than my red sword!"

"If you kill a lot, it will matter!"

Hanging the green sword on his waist, Li Mu was not in a hurry to leave, but looked up at the picture hanging in the hall again: "If you really talk about treasure, I'm afraid this picture is the real treasure!"

The cyan sword light that was shattered before was condensed again at this time, and turned into a long sword again, floating and sinking in a corner of the hall.

"Good sword!"

The heavily tied Chen Zuoshan leaned against the old tree in the courtyard, feeling uneasy. He only hoped that Li Mu would not be able to take away the green sword, but also worried that Li Mu would not be able to take away the green sword. He was extremely conflicted.

If Li Mu took the Green Sword, the Green Sword Sect would really not be called the Green Sword Sect in the future, but his life might be saved.

If Li Mu couldn't take the green sword, he and his fellow Taoists probably would end badly.

While he was struggling, he saw lights and shadows flickering in the courtyard, Li Mu's figure suddenly emerged from the void, and a blue sword was hanging on his waist.

(End of this chapter)