Super Martial God

"Lin Mu, I want you to live better than die!"

He swore fiercely in his heart.

In the rear, Lin Mu now knows the number of sheets.

At first, he thought it was just a coincidence that Zhang Shu fled to Zhuyun tribe.

But now after chasing for so long, the direction of the number of sheets has not changed. He has completely determined the destination of the number of sheets.

The destination of the number of sheets is Zhuyun tribe, because outside Zhuyun tribe, 3000 elite of the Xia league are displayed at this time, including the Ninth level expert of the human border and Ling Feng, the three elders of the Xia League.

As long as he gets there, he believes that Lin Mu can't help him no matter how powerful he is.

In the twinkling of an eye, two hours passed.

When he came to yueyun mountain, he crossed the forest unconsciously.

"Huh?"

The Xia League experts led by Ling Feng soon found the two men in pursuit and narrowed their eyes.

"Number of sheets?"

Soon, many Xia League experts recognized the people who ran away in front.

"The number of sheets is so embarrassed?"

"Who's after him? Those who dare to pursue and kill my Xia league are really bold. "

The experts in the Xia League all looked a little cold.

"Three elders."

Seeing Ling Feng in the crowd ahead, Zhang Shu breathed a long sigh of relief, and his pace slowed down involuntarily.

Ling Feng, that's a ninth level expert in the human world. He doesn't believe Lin Mu dared to attack him when he saw Ling Feng.

"Who's after you?"

Ling Feng's soul power is very strong. He has already seen Lin Mu behind Zhang Shu, but he doesn't know Lin Mu.

"Lin Mu."

Zhang Shu bit his teeth and spit out two words.

"What? Lin Mu? "

"Isn't Lin Mu a master of the physical realm? Can I chase you? "

"Are there other experts chasing you with him?"

The experts of the Xia League were surprised. They couldn't believe it. Lin Mu's cultivation can force the number of sheets to this level.

You know, Zhang Shu is a seven level expert in the human realm. His strength is no less than that of some of the lower ranking elders in the Xia League.

Zhang Shu's face twitched and very ugly, but even if he wanted to hide the facts, today's events have been seen by countless people and will be exposed sooner or later, so it's meaningless to hide at all.

"The boy is very strange. Although I'm not afraid of him, I don't want to entangle with him, so as not to lose both sides and be picked up by others."

In desperation, Zhang had to answer like this.

"Even so, it is very unusual that he is just a physical martial artist and has the ability to defeat both sides."

Ling Feng's eyes showed cold light, "but anyway, he dared to pursue and kill the true legend of our Xia League. His crime is unforgivable."

While Ling Feng and Zhang Shu were talking, Lin Mu caught up.

"Lin Mu!"

On the edge of the army of Zhang Shuxia alliance, there is no fear on his face. There is only Sen Leng and resentment. "Your pursuit of me is over, but my revenge for you has not started. From now on, unless you die, you are ready to live in the dark forever."

Lin Mu didn't speak.

Stars and snow fell into his palm.

Holding the handle with five fingers, a slight tremor began to appear.

At first, the tremor was still very weak, and no one else could notice it, but after a while, the frequency of the tremor was incredibly fast.

Now, there is no innate Qi in his body.

But so what.

With the extreme truth and incomplete rules, coupled with the heavenly eye, and the star snow throwing knife itself is not what it used to be, he is also sure to kill the number of pieces.

"Don't talk?"

Zhang several faces sneered, "think I'll let you go if I don't speak? Within ten seconds, climb over on your knees immediately, so that I will consider taking you lightly, otherwise... Huh? "

Before he finished, he suddenly had a creepy feeling. His body and soul seemed to be locked by a terrible killing machine.

Then, his eyes fell on the flying knife in Lin Mu's hand, and then his pupils couldn't help shrinking violently. He felt that the murderous opportunity like a sea of corpses was released from the flying knife.

"No!"

In an instant, Zhang Shu's face changed greatly. While frantically running Zhenqi defense, he retreated towards the Xia Alliance Army and tried to avoid this attack.

"Lin Mu, stop!"

Over there, Ling Feng also noticed the terrible killing, stared at Lin Mu and shouted angrily, "Zhang Shu is the second true story of our Xia League. If he loses another hair, I will break you to pieces..."

The flying knife in Lin Mu's hand has broken through the air.

Knife light, like a gorgeous meteor, instantly crossed a bright arc in the air.

All things in heaven and earth, all beings are empty, and seem to fall into stillness.

Everyone's mind was attracted by the knife and couldn't help but stop breathing.

Amazing!

Even the masters of the Xia league who hate Lin Mu's heart can't help but come up with these two words in their minds.

It seems that this is not a knife on earth, but a trace of God left by the creator.

"Block me!"

I can't see the slightest arrogance on my face.

He never thought that Lin Mu's throwing knife was so terrible.

In the Zhuyun tribe, Lingwu mainland experts such as Heng Yuan Lou and Qin Yue also stood there and saw the scene outside.

When they saw Lin Mu using his throwing knife, they knew that Zhang Shu would die.

If people in the Lingwu continent are not sure that they can resist Lin Mu's throwing knife, they will never directly provoke Lin Mu.

Because Lin Mu's throwing knife is an existence beyond common sense.

Since the seven evil throwing daggers became famous in Lingwu, they have never missed. Every time they appear, the enemy will die.

In other words, Lin Mu will use the throwing knife only when he is absolutely sure. Once he moves the Throwing Knife, it shows that he is absolutely sure that he can absolutely defeat the enemy.

"No..."

The next moment, the shrill and unwilling roar came from Zhang Shukou.

The rules of the wind are offset and pierced by the incomplete rules contained in the throwing knife.

True Qi is broken by extreme true meaning.

Poof!

The count opened his eyes sharply.

His face was full of horror and disbelief.

A throwing knife has been inserted into the center of his eyebrows.

Flesh and blood, pierced.

Bones, pierced.

The blade was flush with the handle, and the sharp tip penetrated from the back of his head.

Buzz!

Then, the throwing knife completely broke away from his head, made a circle in the air and quickly returned to Lin Mu's hands.

Poof!

A large amount of blood mixed with the brain spurted out from the middle of the eyebrows and the back of the head.

After a while, with a bang, Zhang Shu's eyes suddenly darkened, fell back and stirred up a lot of dust.

Dead silence!

There were countless people around, but no one spoke.

Silence, dead silence.

"Lin Mu!"

Finally, the silence was broken by an angry voice.

It was Ling Feng who spoke. His eyes were red and he stared at Lin Mu and roared, "you want to die!"

He clearly told Lin Mu to stop. He clearly said that if Lin Mu dared to kill several pieces, he would break Lin Mu into pieces.

However, Lin Mu ignored his words and killed the number alive under his eyes.