Super Martial God

"Parliament?"

Lin Mu was unmoved.

"Since you know our origin, you should know that Parliament is not something you can offend."

Wu Zhao shook his head and said, "what you defeat now is just ordinary disciples in the parliament. When you meet a real master, how should you deal with yourself?

I can even tell you directly that you have taught Zhang Qingshui and Yang Kai a lesson. In fact, it is already very dangerous.

Standing behind them is Feng Xianyun, a saint of Parliament. "

"Don't say anyone else, just say Zhang Qingshui behind you. He asked you to kill me just now. It can be seen how he will repay me."

Lin Mu was unmoved. "Even if I let him go, won't he go to find Feng Xianyun in your mouth?

At that time, I still have to fight with Feng Xianyun. In that case, why should I let them go? "

Wu Zhao shook his head: "based on my understanding of Feng Xianyun, he will indeed come to you, but if you stop early, you will not completely offend Feng Xianyun. Even if you are punished, you will still have some vitality.

But you should be stubborn and let Feng Xianyun kill you, and you will end up worrying. "

"I think you are in the wrong direction."

Lin Mu said coldly, "now it's not Feng Xianyun who can't let me go, but his lackeys are disrespectful to me. He should think about how to deal with my anger."

In other people's opinion, Feng Xianyun is superior and should go to Lin Mu to compromise.

But in Lin Mu's eyes, Feng Xianyun is a saint.

If the other party's people offended him, it should be the other party, not Lin Mu, who was trembling.

Wu Zhao sighed, "it's a good thing to have pride, but you still have to know how to be in awe. You're like a frog watching the sky in a place like the black flag army. I'm afraid you can't imagine the strength of parliamentary saints."

"Summer insects can't speak ice."

Lin Mu suddenly felt dull.

Wu Zhao thought he was watching the sky, but he didn't know that Wu Zhao was really watching the sky.

"Forget it, I don't want to talk nonsense with you. For your sake, I don't hate you for the time being. You'd better go away."

Lin Mu is indifferent.

"Well, it seems that it's useless for me to tell you anything."

Wu Zhao said: "let you know my strength first, and I want to state first that my strength can't even reach the corners of Feng Xianyun."

"See your strength? It's not necessary. "

Lin Mu's eyes are ancient well without waves.

As he spoke, he had punched.

Crackle!

There was a loud noise in the air, and Lin Mu's fist speed was incredible.

It seemed that he had just punched, and the next moment his fist came to Wu Zhao.

Wu Zhao breathed fiercely.

When Lin Mu's fist hit, he felt like he was facing a mountain collapse.

But he was not frightened.

As a former Saint, he is also a man of many battles.

"Turn over rivers and seas."

Wu Zhao's face was immersed and his palm hit out boldly.

If Lin Mu's fist is a mountain collapse, then his palm is a river.

The hand over of fist and palm feels like a collision between mountains and seas.

All the other monks around had a sense of mind solidification, and were shocked by this momentum.

"We really underestimated the Lin Mu."

"In terms of momentum, he seems to be no inferior to Wu Zhao."

"Who wins and who loses?"

Yang Kai and his wife were in doubt.

Before that, they thought that the forest and herdsmen would be defeated.

But now seeing the momentum of Lin Mu, they can no longer underestimate Lin Mu.

Bang!

Just as they speculated, new changes had taken place in the two men in the battle.

Although Wu Zhao's hand is not weak, it is obviously not enough in front of Lin Mu.

In an instant, his momentum of overturning rivers and seas was crushed by the power of mountain collapse.

Tear it!

Wu Zhao's right sleeves were all broken, and his body retreated more than ten steps back.

Look at Lin Mu again, but he remains firm.

"I underestimated you."

Wu Zhao looked surprised.

Then, he looked at Lin Mu deeply: "up to now, it seems that I can't stop you, but I still want to make one last suggestion. When it's time to converge, I should converge.

With your potential, forbearing for some years may not be inferior to Feng Xianyun. Why rush for a moment? "

Lin Mu was unmoved: "since you don't stop me, go away."

Wu Zhao is not too domineering.

Although some sit back and watch the sky, it is much better than Yang Kai and Zhang Qingshui.

Lin Mu is too lazy to care too much about such people.

Of course, there should be some punishment.

"Why bother..."

Wu Zhao wants to say more.

"You talk too much nonsense."

Lin Mu doesn't intend to give him another chance to be wordy.

Buzz!

One more punch.

This punch is stronger than the first punch.

Hearing the bang, Wu Zhao's body was hit and flew out, and even the sound of fracture was heard.

"Go away."

Lin Mu said faintly.

Wu Zhao struggled to get up from the ground and his face was pale.

He said nothing more and left with a wry smile.

"Lin Mu, I was wrong. I shouldn't have talked nonsense before..."

Zhang Qingshui was full of fear.

I had expected Wu Zhao to be supported.

Unexpectedly, Wu Zhao was equally vulnerable in front of Lin Mu.

Click!

Lin Mu grabbed Zhang Qingshui's arm and twisted it hard. Zhang Qingshui's arm broke.

Then came Yang Kai, who was also abandoned by Lin Mu.

This is a real useless arm.

The spirit of Lin Mu has remained in them.

Unless they are stronger than Lin Mu and dissolve these Qi, their arms will never recover.

After throwing them away, Lin Mu stopped looking at them and began to observe the fifth floor of the black tower.

His thinking is connected with the black tower.

Soon, he discovered the magic of the black tower.

In his thought induction, invisible runes appeared around him, twisting and changing.

This scene, not to mention ordinary monks, may not be felt by saints.

However, Lin Mu has the ninth view and is clearly aware of those invisible runes.

Through these runes, Lin Mu knows the origin of heita.

The black tower, which originated from the ancient times of the spirit world, is the tower used by the ancient emperor at that time to worship the emperor.

Its real name is not black tower, but "heaven worship tower".

The ancient emperor ascended the fifth floor of the black tower and offered sacrifices to the emperor, which was passed down from generation to generation, adding many different Dharma rhymes to the black tower.

These Dharma rhymes condense in the black tower and become these invisible runes.

Lin Mu closed his eyes and communicated with the black tower. His mind seemed to return to the time of Linggu.

His mind broke the time and space constraints of the spiritual world and ran through the ancient and modern times of the spiritual world.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a lot of pictures.

A great emperor offered sacrifices to the emperor, and countless subjects prostrated and worshipped.

Black tower recorded all these historical pictures.

These pictures are extremely rare and definitely belong to something that can't be exchanged for any treasure.

Seeing them, forest and animal husbandry seem to live in an ancient era more than a hundred centuries ago.

Lin Mu immediately knew that this was a good fortune, which was not inferior to his fortune in the big number world.

The jade fruit is a holy weapon. It's really extraordinary.