Super Martial God

At the moment, Zhou Fushen has no scruples anymore.

One step back, you can leave the Seven Star College, and no one can help him.

But somehow, before his voice fell, a sense of panic suddenly rushed to his heart.

This feeling is still brought to him by Lin Mu.

"Go."

Although he thought it was incredible that Lin Mu could hurt him, he decided to leave early because of the killer's caution.

When he turned back, he jumped out of the wall.

I thought that after jumping out, this sense of crisis would disappear.

No one in the Seven Star college can get him any more.

It never occurred to me that this sense of crisis reached its peak at the moment he jumped off the wall.

Beyond the fence.

"Ha ha, get ready to welcome our great heroes."

"Qiao's family, Qiao San, really deserves its reputation."

"Xu canglie was assassinated. I admire him."

"I'm ashamed. Without Joe San, I'm afraid we'll lose our success this time."

The major forces congratulated yuan Hou one after another.

In their opinion, Joe and three have jumped off the wall, so the crisis will be completely relieved.

Lin Mu doesn't know anything about the outside world.

suppress!

Extreme suppression!

Then the moment Joe three jumped off the wall, the suppression was lifted, and everything burst out.

pain!

Anger!

Hate!

Kill me!

All emotions burst out!

Endless emotions, in an instant, gathered into a pole killing idea.

Buzz!

A startling sound from the Jedi, the ancient and modern sword chant, resounded all over the world and shook the sky.

Time and space seem to be still.

The sun and moon seemed to stop turning.

A throwing knife was shot from Lin Mu's hand.

In an instant

There was only a purple and gold cold light in the air, breaking the nothingness.

Ghosts and gods are frightened, demons retreat, all sentient beings worship, and all things tremble!

Within a hundred miles, the thoughts of all living creatures seem to be frozen, and the world seems to be an ice block.

It seems that there is only one light left in each creature's eyes and thoughts.

In a flash of zero and one, the cold light crossed a long peerless trace in the void.

That trace, elusive, seems to come from the river of time.

Finally, there was a soft sound.

The ice broke, and the people around recovered from the absolute freezing and suffocation.

But for many people, they would rather not return to God.

What comes into view is an unimaginable scene.

Zhou Fushen, who had jumped out of the wall of the Seven Star College, was actually Qiao San, with a flying knife in his throat.

The throwing dagger is made of black gold, but it glitters with purple gold.

In the distance, Joe looked at Lin Mu.

Those eyes were full of unwilling, disbelief and horror.

Then his body, like a broken kite, fell down.

Bang!

Just in a flash, Joe three fell under the wall and stirred up a burst of dust on the ground.

Click!

The purple gold light flashed away.

The black gold Throwing Knife also seemed to know that it had completed its mission and turned into powder.

Nothing seems to have happened, but the huge blood hole in Joe's throat can't be changed.

Blood, gurgling out.

His eyes were still wide open.

But, gradually, the luster is getting lighter and lighter.

Boom!

On a sunny day, without warning, there was a roar of thunder.

It seems to be mourning for the fall of a great martial arts teacher, and it seems to be trembling for the peerless knife just now.

Then, the dead atmosphere was broken.

Shua Shua!

Eyes moved from Qiao San's body and gathered in the Seven Star College, on the beautiful and thin young figure.

"Goo."

I don't know how many people swallowed saliva at this moment.

A knife!

Just a knife!

A great martial artist, the most powerful in people's hearts, was killed.

This is no longer powerful, but terrible.

I'm afraid only gods and demons have such power.

Is Lin Mu the reincarnation of gods and demons?

Thousands of troops of the Crusade alliance, including the 3000 Tianyuan army, retreated tens of meters.

Thousands of people were frightened by Lin Mu.

Not only they, but also the elders and leaders of the major forces, trembled fiercely, like facing a great enemy.

That peerless knife was like a stroke of God, like hell coming. No matter who they were, they were not sure they could resist it.

Especially the major leaders, their faces are very ugly.

They can't imagine what would happen if Lin Mu gave one of them such a knife during their previous war with Xu canglie.

When I think about it, I feel cold and creepy on my back.

Qiao niansheng's expression was as gloomy as dark clouds, and there was a faint fear in his eyes.

If Lin Mu had used this knife when he was fighting with Lin Mu, he would never be better than Qiao San now. I'm afraid he was already a corpse.

Under the sharp edge of this knife, the genius is really pale, the army retreats, and the leaders of all forces tremble.

It can be said that the world will be surprised with a knife!

"Cough, cough..."

Lin Mu didn't care about the eyes and reactions of the people around him. After killing Qiao San, he coughed on the spot.

He covered his mouth with his hand. After a while, he looked at the palm of his hand. It was all blood.

Suppress the meaning of God's sword and the trace of kendo, and forcibly integrate it into the artistic conception of Throwing Knife. How can there be no counterattack.

Just now, he only had the idea of killing Qiao San in his heart, and forgot everything else.

Now Joe three has died and his wish has been fulfilled. The reverse bite broke out in an instant.

No matter how much entanglement and hatred the other party had with him in the past, once a person dies, it will be over.

This counterattack is heavier than that of Xichuan city with the help of night qianche power.

Fortunately, he is not what he used to be.

He became a warrior of the twelfth order, possessed a divine soul, and became extremely resistant to anti phagocytosis.

I'm afraid he died on the spot.

Now the warrior is in the 12th level, which makes his body resistance as strong as the wild creatures.

The divine soul makes his soul's resistance no less than the flesh.

The combination of the two did not kill him, even if the counterattack of the avenue.

Of course, more importantly, there was a faint purple gold light in the depths of his divine soul.

Sensing the purple light, he breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the light spot left by the remnant of the sword of God.

It swayed and seemed to go out at any time.

But it symbolizes the flame, the flame of the Tao.

Normally, the power given when the avenue resonates will dissipate after use.

But Lin Mu, now he has retained a flame.

So as long as the forest and animal husbandry are carefully cultivated, it will be strong again.

Lin Mu's act of stealing heaven has been a great success.

But there was no joy in his heart.

Because he didn't use that shocking knife to steal heaven.

Success in stealing heaven is just an unexpected harvest.

He's just taking revenge for Xu canglie, just to kill Qiao San.

Besides, don't look at the scenery before him.

After this knife, he lost all his fighting power.

The spirit is exhausted, the true Qi is overdrawn, and the flesh is sore and weak, let alone seriously injured.

The bearing capacity of the internal organs has reached the limit. If you are a little careless, you will collapse.

In the Crusade alliance, there are many experts.

In particular, people like Tian YuanHou are by no means fools, and they are not as easily intimidated as ordinary people.

"Everybody, don't panic."

Sure enough, in the Crusade alliance, tianyuanhou suddenly stood out from the crowd, looked at Lin Mu in the distance, and his eyes showed his pure light, "He Lin Mu can't use such a knife anymore."