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"Boom!"

The terrible fist Gang suddenly roared out. Samori was surprised and hurriedly urged the white lotus magic power to condense a huge white lotus. The white lotus was in full bloom and firmly protected him inside. Samori was relieved.

But Li Mu's fist Gang directly blasted on Bai Lian. Bai Lian was easily blasted without hindrance, just like paper paste, and then blasted on samori.

Samori couldn't even scream. He was directly torn apart by the terrible fist gang and turned into a blood mist.

It's terrible to kill samori, the elder of Romanism, with one blow.

This is a strong man in the current mythological realm who was killed in front of him. He was either a sneak attack, or he used some strange magic powers, or he was killed in front of him.

What does that mean? This shows that the new young man has great strength and is simply terrible.

The strong men of Luojiao were stiff and tense. They wanted to move, but they couldn't command their bodies at all.

The disciples of the Luo religion looked at the sky in horror one by one, watched the blood in Samoa fall, and couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

Some of the disciples who had entered the stockade even retreated quietly and escaped from the stockade like lost dogs.

"It has nothing to do with us, we just..."

Before the words of a strong man in the current mythological realm were finished, a fist fell in an instant. Just for a moment, the strong man in the current mythological realm was blasted by a fist.

The strong people in the mythical realm of the world are so easily killed. It's like killing chickens and dogs. No, it's not killing chickens and dogs, it's completely crushing an ant.

The strong man in the mythical realm was easily crushed to death like an ant in front of the young man. It's terrible.

"Young man, don't do it. I'm old. I hope you can be reasonable!" With her old age, mother-in-law Baimao has a tradition of respecting the old and loving the young since ancient times, and has the courage to speak.

"What ideal do you have to say?" Li Mu gave her a faint look and asked. He really didn't do it directly.

"This time things are actually misunderstandings. Everyone wants to expand their power. It is inevitable that there will be some conflicts. It is normal to have conflicts. Luo Jiao is willing to apologize, reconcile and even provide some compensation. What do you think?"

White haired mother-in-law feels that what she said is very reasonable. Their posture has been low enough, and they will take out compensation. There should be no reason for this young woman to refuse?

"Younger martial brother, this white haired old lady is like a fierce ghost. She eats people and digs hearts. Many of our disciples were hurt by her!"

The king said.

"I see!"

Another fist Gang suddenly burst out, and the white haired mother-in-law wanted to escape, but she just turned around and was immediately blasted by the fist gang and split in an instant.

"Fist hard is the biggest truth!"

Li Mu said faintly.

"And this guy, like a hungry ghost in color, raped and killed many of us!"

Chen Ba pointed to another middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

"No!"

The middle-aged man was surprised. He was also a strong man in the world of myth. He wanted to run away, but his body was split in an instant before he ran away.

"Run, run!"

The disciples of Luojiao were completely flustered, and other allies of Luojiao had no idea of resistance at all. One by one, they wanted to disperse birds and animals and ran away immediately.

But at this time, the ghost faced devil suddenly received a communication flying amulet. He looked at the communication flying amulet and his eyes lit up. He said excitedly, "don't run away. A saint of our Luojiao happened to pass by here and will come soon. This saint is one of the great backers of our Luojiao. He is a gifted student in the mountain city, and his strength has reached the third grade of the little holy land, When the saints come, kill the boy like a dog! "

A group of members of the Luo religion immediately filled with hope. These members of the Luo religion had little insight. The strong people they saw were basically the strongest, that is, the current myth. They had no idea how terrible the strong people in the small holy land and the great holy land were.

In their opinion, although Li Mu can kill the strong in the current mythical realm, it is at most equivalent to a small holy realm. Can Li Mu be stronger than a small holy realm?

This is simply impossible. When the Roman Saint comes, the boy will surely die without a burial place.

Those Roman saints who wanted to escape immediately gathered together again and stared at Li Mu covetously.

Li Mu killed so many of them today. When the saint comes, he will cut him thousands of times.

The people of the crazy sword club were full of despair one by one. They were saints of the third grade in the little holy land. Before, King Nie heard the news brought back by others and knew that Li Mu had established his foothold in the inner gate of Shanwu.

But even if you have a firm foothold in the inner gate of mountain martial arts, it is at most the cultivation of the first and second grades of xiaoshengjing. How can you be the opponent of the third grade of xiaoshengjing.

When the Roman Saint comes, not only will everyone in the crazy sword Club die, but I'm afraid it will also affect Li Mu who just arrived.

"Younger martial brother, now, while the man hasn't come, go quickly. We'll help you delay some time!"

Nie RenWang said quickly, and then he would rush out again.

"No, elder martial brother, I want to see the style of the three strong people in the small Holy Land!"

Li Mu stretched out his hand to stop the king of Nie, smiled and said.

Duanmujin, a saint of Luojiao, is a genius strongly supported by Luojiao. Every year, Luojiao will provide him with a lot of resources, so that he almost doesn't need to worry about cultivating martial arts.

Luo Jiao was interested in his talent and strength, so he invested heavily in him and hoped that he would become a super supporter of Luo Jiao one day.

Now, duanmujin's strength has reached the third grade of xiaoshengjing. He is one of the true students of Shancheng Longhu college. The return of Luo education has begun to show. He has grown into one of the big backers of Luo education.

Duanmujin's life has been good recently. He participated in the Qinghu war. During the war, he always avoided serious dangers and focused on easy to deal with enemy attacks. He successfully survived the war.

Even though many students sent by Shancheng college even fell from the great holy land, duanmujin lived well and received a lot of rewards after the war.

After the war, duanmujin got the reward and wanted to return to Gannan area and enjoy it for two years. After all, he heard through some relations that there was a great evil in West China, which was very powerful.

West China is now an eventful place. Duanmujin doesn't want to die unknown one day, so he set out to return immediately after the end of the war.

When he came here, he just heard that Luo Jiao was working here. He sent out a communication flying sign and asked Luo Jiao to receive him. He was a religious saint and must have a super-high reception.

He has also helped Luo Jiaoping a lot over the years. Although Luo Jiaoping is vicious, cruel, domineering and arrogant, duanmujin believes that this is the way of the world now. It is reasonable for the weak to be bullied by the strong.

"Luo Jiao has a good eye these years. I don't lack my cultivation resources. This time, I'll see if Luo Jiao has any good seedlings and give them some advice!"

Duanmujin sent out the communication flying symbol and was waiting for the communication flying symbol to return, but he didn't expect that after a while, he saw the communication flying symbol, but his face changed greatly.

"How brave! How dare someone kill our Luo sect elder! I really don't know how to live or die!"

Duanmu Jin's face was cold and immediately rushed to the direction mentioned above.

"Boy, you wait to die. You killed so many of us today. None of you can run!"

"When the saints of our Luo sect come, they will cut you thousands of times, so that the crazy knife will not stay!"

"After today, all the resources you earn from your hard-working business will belong to our crazy knife club. Just wait and see!"

All the members of the Luo sect looked ferocious and shouted loudly, like evil spirits in hell.

"Little holy land three products, how to resist?"

The allies of the crazy sword club were also completely flustered, one by one. They had never even seen the strong man of the third grade of the little holy land before.

Why did duanmujin return to Gannan? Because there is no strong person in Gannan area, duanmujin can be the earth emperor as long as he can return to Gannan area.

A strong man of three grades in a small holy land is pressed by so many strong men in a big holy land above the mountain city, but when he returns to Gannan area, he can do whatever he wants.

If you want a woman, no matter how beautiful it is, as long as there is one in Gannan area, he will stretch out his fingers and send it.

If you want delicious food, the best chefs in Gannan area negotiate to cook. Daily delicious food is not repeated.

If you want a mansion, you can live anywhere you want.

Delicious food, wives and concubines in groups, fine clothes and food, these are all his words.

But in the mountain city, duanmujin can never enjoy these.

Because in the mountain city, the strong man of the three grades in the small holy land is just an expert, but in Gannan area, that is heaven, that is the king, and that is the master.

"President Nie, before the saint of Luojiao comes, let's fight out. Now there's still a chance to escape. When the saint comes, we'll be dead!"

An ally representative of the crazy knife club said anxiously.

"Want to go? Don't daydream. No one wants to go today! "

The ghost faced devil smiled grimly and waved his hand. The Luo family rushed again and surrounded everyone directly. They were supported by saints who were about to arrive. They were not even afraid of Li Mu.

"Younger martial brother!"

Nie RenWang also looked at Li Mu. Now as long as Li Mu shot, they might really have a chance to escape. As long as they rushed out and fled, they might survive.

King NIE is not afraid of death. He just wants to leave some seeds for crazy Dao, so that crazy Dao will at least not be destroyed here.

But Li Mu didn't mean to escape at all.

Nie RenWang, Liu Rushuang, Chen Ba and others looked anxious, but they had no choice but to wait with Li Mu.

After a while, a terrible momentum suddenly appeared in the distance, which quickly approached here like a meteor.

Under the pressure of terror, even far away, some ordinary members of the crazy knife Club softened their legs and almost fell to their knees.

Even the experts of the crazy sword club feel like they have pressed a heavy mountain. Not only the mountain is very heavy, but also they have a feeling that they have difficulty breathing.

"It's really coming!"

Nie RenWang's face was dignified to the extreme and murmured.

Li Mu looked indifferent, and then played a bad spirit, which was like a cover, which directly protected all the people of the crazy knife club in the wooden stronghold, so that they could no longer feel the slightest pressure.

"Welcome the saints!"

The ghost faced devil showed a look of ecstasy and knelt down to duanmujin.

"Welcome the saints!"

Luo Jiao and the people of its allies also showed a look of respect and ecstasy one by one. They all knelt down and knelt down in an instant.

"Who, who has the courage to kill our Luo sect elders?"

Duanmujin looked extremely cold. He looked at the crazy knife club with dignity, but when he saw clearly the person standing in front of the crazy knife club, his face suddenly changed, he fought all over, and even sweat came out on his forehead.

In a moment, duanmujin understood that it was Li Mu, the peerless genius of the mountain city, who was offended by these damn Luo sects.

Li Mu, the strongman of the great holy land and the super student of Shanwu.

"Poop!"

Duanmu's golden legs were soft, straight and straight. He knelt down and bowed respectfully.

"Duanmujin of Longhu college, meet Mr. Li Mu!"