Super Martial God

Outside the Zhao family.

On a street.

Lin Mu found an inn and stayed.

Although he was upset about the Zhao family, he didn't pay much attention to it.

There is fate to gather, but no fate to disperse.

His fate with the Zhao family is broken, so it's good to get together and disperse. It's not a big deal.

"Nanping king, Jiang Yulou."

Above his head, there are two big mountains.

In addition, there are forces such as the silver fist Association and the Wang family, which are also hostile to his position.

His top priority is to improve his strength, not to care about these trivial things.

"If you want to improve your true Qi cultivation, you can only break through the martial arts division and advance to a great martial arts division, but you can't wait for the opportunity."

Lin Mu thought secretly, "and the opportunity to improve spiritual cultivation is in front of me. I'm sorry if I don't seize it."

"Adjust your state and try your best to resist the destructive kamikaze."

Sitting on the bed, Lin Muping breathed again and began to close his eyes for rest.

Two hours later.

Lin Mu opened his eyes, the state of the spirit had reached its best, and his mood was completely calm.

He knew he could try again.

The power of the soul immediately extended from the mind.

In this huge divine war Valley, mysterious destruction particles are everywhere. As soon as his divine soul power comes out, it is like light in the dark.

Nearby destruction particles all rushed towards him in an instant.

A trace of the divine wind of destruction is also formed.

"Keep your mind steady and resist with all your strength."

This time, Lin Mu no longer panicked and consciously resisted the wind of destruction.

Take the initiative to resist, the pain is more intense.

It's like being cut by a blade unconsciously. Although it's painful, the nerve response will be slower.

But if you are awake and take the initiative to meet the blade cutting, the degree of pain will increase at least ten times.

But this time, Lin Mu's will is firm and his mind is clear. No matter how painful he is, he can bear it.

Soon, that strange fear came again.

It seems that there is a supreme voice telling him that he can't resist and his fate is coming to an end.

If he is not prepared, I'm afraid Lin Mu will really believe it and his mind will collapse.

"Hum, my life is up to me. Unless I'm really weak, nothing can end my fate."

Lin Mu hummed coldly, expelling his fear and making an unyielding voice.

This time, Lin Mu held on for three minutes.

"The spirit is really close to the limit and returns."

Lin Mu did not reluctantly, but decisively took back the power of the soul.

He resisted the fear, but it doesn't mean that the wind of destruction has no lethality. His spirit is indeed on the verge of rupture. He has unyielding depth, but he will not insist foolishly.

"For the first time, it lasted less than ten seconds. For the second time, it lasted three minutes, which is a great progress."

Although he was defeated by the wind of destruction again, Lin Mu was not lost, but very excited.

This progress has told him that as long as he keeps honing like this, he will stick to it longer and longer.

It also shows that his plan to sharpen the soul and enhance the soul power by destroying the sacred wind is feasible.

"It's time to recuperate the spirit. The spirit was still hurt a lot just now."

Unconsciously, half a day passed.

It's afternoon.

The street outside the inn was peaceful with people coming and going.

"Lin Mu, get out of here."

Suddenly, a loud roar broke the peaceful atmosphere.

"It's the Shenquan club."

"That's Montaigne, a disciple of Shenquan club."

"God, look behind Montaigne. His master, sun Zheng, the leader of Shenquan club, is also coming."

"Why is Shenquan so popular?"

"Listen to Montaigne's words, it seems to be for what Lin Mu, who is Lin Mu?"

In an instant, there was a flurry of chickens and dogs inside and outside the inn, and people were startled by the situation.

"Guild leader Sun, childe Meng, you two come to the shop. It really scares the villain..."

The innkeeper hurriedly greeted him and said with a smile.

"Go away, it's none of your business."

Before he finished speaking, Montaigne pushed him away with a more presumptuous voice, "Lin Mu, aren't you crazy this morning? Why don't you dare to come out now? "

Now, people heard more clearly and couldn't help being curious about Lin Mu in Mengtian's mouth.

In the wing room of the inn, Lin Mu's eyes opened and a touch of evil spirit flashed in his pupils.

Since his practice, he can be said to have come all the way. Naturally, he can't be a kind-hearted person.

In the morning at Zhao's house, he thought about Zhao Rong's face and didn't want to make things too stiff. Only then did he let Meng Tian go.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't know good or bad, and dared to invite trouble.

Meng Tian didn't know Lin Mu's mind, and he brought sun Zheng to support him at this time. He was full of confidence. Where would he pay attention to Lin Mu.

"Half a minute, I'll give you half a minute to come out, or I'll go upstairs and search in person. No matter where you hide, I'll drag you out."

His right foot carelessly stepped on a bench next to him. His posture was domineering, and Montaigne's voice was more domineering.

Behind him, sun Zheng looked at him lightly and didn't stop Meng Tian's behavior.

In his opinion, it is necessary for the disciple to vent his anger.

Moreover, Lin Mu dared to bully his own disciples, which was tantamount to beating him in the face. This tone was not only helping Meng Tian out, but also establishing dignity for him.

Everyone around was silent and followed Montaigne to wait there quietly.

They also want to see how sacred Lin Mu is and how dare he offend the divine fist club.

Shenquan club is a third rate top force. This area is under the control of Shenquan club. Even the Zhao family can only subordinate to Shenquan club.

Blink, half a minute.

But Lin Mu still disappeared.

Montaigne smiled grimly, and more and more determined that Lin Mu was afraid of him.

"Come on, search for me. After you find the people, beat me hard and fight to death. Don't be half merciful."

With a click, the bench under his feet was broken by Montaigne's force. With a wave of his big hand, he commanded with extraordinary style.

Behind him, all the martial artists of the divine fist Association rushed up immediately after hearing the order.

However, when they reached the stairs, they stopped.

At the same time, the whole Inn was suddenly quiet.

At the stairs on the second floor, a young man in Tsing Yi appeared there. A pair of dark pupils looked down faintly.

Montaigne also felt something and quickly raised his head.

Suddenly, a familiar face that made him feel extremely hateful came into view.

"Are you finally willing to come out?"

Montaigne's face twisted and said happily, "hide, why don't you continue to hide?"

"Get out."

Looking at the ferocious Montaigne, Lin Mu's face was expressionless and faintly spit out a word.

For a moment, Montaigne's face twitched.

Hearing this word, he seemed to return to the morning when he was in the Zhao family. At that time, Lin Mu spoke to him like this. Even his tone didn't change much.

The eyes of Mu Xing seemed to touch his cold, burning eyes.