Super Martial God

A monstrous evil spirit, such as a world-wide flood, flooded this area and shrouded everyone in it.

"Who?"

The middle-aged warrior behind the young man in silver robe suddenly took a step.

However, it was very difficult for him to say such a simple word, and his voice was surprisingly dignified.

The wind blows, with a strong smell of blood.

Not far from the rear, a dense leaf was blown apart, and a young man in green came out slowly.

The breeze was cold, and the clothes of the youth in Tsing Yi fluttered and appeared in front of the crowd.

This young man looks beautiful and thin. At first glance, he looks like an ordinary young man.

However, when people touched his eyes, they were all shocked.

What kind of eyes they are!

Blood red pupils, ruthless and cruel eyes.

With such a pair of eyes, the young man no longer feels like a young man, but a terrible beast.

"Lin Mu?"

In the underground cave, the people of the iron fist club have seen Lin Mu and recognized him at a glance.

They caught Qin Feng just now just to force Lin Mu to find out his whereabouts. It never occurred to them that Lin Mu would appear in front of them.

For a time, they looked at each other.

"Brother Lin."

Qin Feng was relieved and couldn't help shouting.

Lin Mu did not respond to Qin Feng, but looked coldly at the iron fist Club: "are you looking for me?"

Everyone in the iron fist club looks very ugly. They are looking for Lin Mu's whereabouts, but they are just seekers. The real shot depends on the top experts of the iron fist club.

I have witnessed Lin Mu's killing Ge Tianfeng with my own eyes. No one in the iron fist club will despise him because of his low cultivation. Instead, they are like great enemies one by one and are extremely cautious.

"Are you Lin Mu?"

The young man in silver laughed.

The genius he has seen is unknown. He doesn't care about the local steamed stuffed bun in a small town.

Lin Mu didn't say anything to him. He punched him directly.

With one punch, the blood gas billowed and turned into a blood dragon. The young man in silver robes rushed with open teeth and claws.

"Not good."

Seeing this, the middle-aged martial artist changed slightly and didn't want to think about it. He grabbed an iron fist sect disciple around him and threw it in front of the young man in silver robe.

"Ah..."

A scream, then a puff.

The iron fist sect disciple was torn to pieces by the blood dragon in the blink of an eye, and became countless pieces of flesh and blood.

"You... You damn... Damn..."

The young man in silver robe looked pale and looked at the scene in front of him.

Only one line, only one line. The tragedy of the disciples of the iron fist club is his end.

At ordinary times, he has a noble status, and the people he sees either fear him or fear him.

Where can you think that there will be such a murderer in the world? Without saying a word, he will kill him directly.

"Silver childe, let's go!"

The middle-aged warrior didn't have as many ideas as the young man in silver robe, so he pulled him back.

He is a third-order martial arts teacher, and his strength is similar to that of Ge Tianfeng.

Originally, he also thought that Lin Mu could kill Ge Tianfeng by relying on different fire. As long as Lin Mu's different fire is set, he doesn't have to worry about Lin Mu.

But now it seems that Lin Mu's own strength may not be under him.

So he made a quick decision and made the decision to retreat with the young people in silver robes and the disciples of the iron fist assembly.

"Go?"

Lin Mu Mu Lu mocked, "if you don't give me an answer, you want to go so easily?"

"Lin Mu, don't deceive people too much."

On hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but show his anger. "Your strength is not weak, but I'm also a martial arts teacher at least. Plus the brothers on the side, I may not be your opponent."

"Then try."

If Lin Mu was in a normal state, he might talk more with the middle-aged martial artist, so as to find out the information of the iron fist club.

But now Lin Mu is on the edge of being possessed and knows that the sea is full of blood and evil spirit.

When he didn't meet these enemies, he still wanted to kill, let alone a group of enemies who hit him.

"Roar..."

A low roar like a beast came out of Lin Mu's mouth, and then his body turned into a shadow. I don't know where he went.

The next moment, there were two screams in the crowd of the iron fist club.

Surprised, they turned to look at the voice, and suddenly saw that the two disciples of the iron fist club had been beaten through their chests, their hearts were broken and their vitality was gone.

Look at Qin Feng again, there is no trace.

"Highest alert."

The middle-aged warrior said angrily.

Qin Feng was a card that he threatened Lin Mu, but unexpectedly, the card was gone at the beginning of the battle.

And the speed and body method of Lin Mu are really weird and creepy.

"In the tree."

A disciple of the iron fist Club accidentally saw a shadow on the tree and passed away.

Before the iron fist disciples could react, the shadow had rushed down from the tree.

"Ah..."

Several other iron fist disciples died.

Lin Mu's figure retreated like the wind and landed opposite the people of the iron fist club.

"I'm Lin Mu. How are you doing?"

Looking at the young man in silver, Lin Mu said in an unemotional voice.

"Lin Mu, you are so rampant. Do you know the identity of Yin childe..."

A disciple of the iron fist Club couldn't stand this oppressive atmosphere and pointed to Lin Mu to drink.

Bang!

Before he finished, Lin Mu punched him directly. The fist storm was fierce and hit him in the air.

The dull sound reverberated. Under people's frightened eyes, the chest of the iron fist sect disciple was instantly sunken and collapsed.

Then the body slammed back and died.

Before he died, his eyes stared so wide that it seemed incredible that he was killed in this way.

Several people were killed in succession. Lin Mu's face was expressionless and his blood light was thicker in his eyes.

His intention to kill was already on the verge of the limit. Stimulated by the people of these iron fist clubs, it had burst like a flood. He could no longer control it and broke out.

At this point, he just wants to kill.

"Why are you so strong?"

The middle-aged man trembled.

The iron fist club is among the people present. His strength is the strongest. Naturally, it can be seen that Lin Mu's strength is very wrong, which is many times stronger than that in the underground cave.

Naturally, he didn't know that Lin Mu had been killed by the bloody remnant sword. Even the strong ones like Qiao Wu said they would kill him, let alone them.

"All of you, let's cut yourself on the spot!"

Lin Mu's eyes didn't fluctuate a little, and he was always cold and heartless.

"Lin Mu, do you really want to fight with me forever?"

The middle-aged man stared at Lin Mu.

Without saying a word, Lin Mu made a slight vertical movement and directly entered the crowd of the iron fist club.

Bang!

A disciple of the iron fist club was easily killed by Lin Mu. His sword also fell into Lin Mu's hands.

"Come on, come on, kill him."

The young man in silver roared hysterically.

With a flash of blood in Lin Mu's eyes, he took his sword and killed the young man in silver robe.

Seeing his goal, the middle-aged man who was going to run showed anxiety and had to stop in front of the young man in silver robe and fight with Lin Mu.