Super Martial God

"Lin Mu, don't talk nonsense and slander the king. It's a capital crime."

Nanping King glared at you lie and was angry and defeated the evil way.

At the same time, the killing in his pupil is also strong to the peak.

The plague plagued the world and blamed the imperial concubine. He could not bear the charge that he was a prince.

Now there is only one way to resolve this crisis, that is to kill Lin Mu.

If you kill Lin Mu, there will be no witness. He can say that Lin Mu deliberately slanders him, and the crisis will be resolved naturally.

The king of Nanping had an opportunity to kill, and Lin Mu had a deeper opportunity to kill. He immediately did not argue with the king of Nanping and quickly approached the king of Nanping.

"Ice storm."

Nanping King's eyes showed a cold light. On the Sanguang silver Jiao gun, a deep chill burst out.

In an instant, a strong ice storm rolled towards Lin Mu.

At this time, Lin Mu is moving forward at an amazing speed, which seems unavoidable.

Lost without bounds!

At this moment, Lin Mu disappeared out of thin air.

"Not good."

Almost at the same time, Nanping King's hair began to rise, and he felt shrouded in crisis, which came from behind.

Bang!

Before Nanping king could react, a terrible punch hit him behind his back.

"Poof."

Nanping King vomited blood on the spot, flew forward and broke seven big trees in the yard. Then he fell.

After landing, his face turned pale. Although he was guarded by Yinjiao's inner armor, he still felt that his body was greatly injured and his internal organs seemed to be bleeding.

Lin Mu didn't intend to give King Nanping a chance to respond. As soon as he raised his foot, he would continue to pursue and kill.

"What's going on?"

Just then, a group of people rushed in quickly from outside Nanping villa, led by a middle-aged man in white, with extraordinary momentum.

"It's Wu Tingfeng, the owner of Baishi building."

"Another Wuzong arrived."

Seeing the middle-aged man in white, many people were slightly surprised, but soon relieved.

It is impossible for the Baishi tower of the second force in Baishi city to be unaware of such a big event. It is also normal for Wu Tingfeng to appear here.

"Brother Wu, this son is Lin Mu. He attacked Nanping villa at night and plotted against the law. I hope brother Wu can help me."

Nanping Wang hurried.

"Lin Mu?"

Seeing the appearance of Nanping king, Wu Tingfeng was surprised. When he heard that Lin Mu was the one who shot, he was even more shocked.

He can clearly remember that at the beginning, baishilou wanted to include Lin Mu in the baishilou list. Only because the messenger was arrogant, he was finally rejected by Lin Mu.

Even so, at that time, he only regarded Lin Mu as a talented descendant with potential, but this scene really shocked him.

Lin Mu, can you hurt Nanping king?

However, he did not hesitate. Perhaps Lin Mu's strength was strong, but Nanping Wang was not weak.

More importantly, baishilou has many interests with Nanping villa. He can't sit back and watch Nanping king be attacked.

Immediately he turned to look at Lin Mu and said, "Lin Mu, I know you have a grudge against the king of Nanping, but now you also hurt the king of Nanping. It's revenge. Can you stop for my face?"

"What are you talking about?"

Lin Mu's eyes narrowed abruptly.

Seeing Lin Mu's eyes, Wu Tingfeng was a little unhappy: "why? Don't you want to give me face? "

"Ha ha ha."

Lin Mu laughed, "Sha Bi, what are you? Shall I give you face? "

"Young man, don't be so arrogant..."

Wu Tingfeng's face sank.

Boom!

Before he finished, Lin Mu punched.

"Dong Mingquan!"

When his anger burned and the opponent was Wu Zong, Lin Mu directly hit the eighth fist of Seven Star boxing.

"Die."

Wu Tingfeng's eyes showed cold light. This young man is too presumptuous to dare to attack him.

His heart was furious. Wu Tingfeng intended to make Lin Mu suffer a great loss. Suddenly, his real Qi surged and gave him a slap without reservation.

"Bang long!"

The palm wind is vigorous and violent, like the roar of the angry sea.

In the blink of an eye, the surging palm wind collided with Lin Mu's fist strength.

After this slap, he was still full of confidence.

In his perception, Lin Mu's boxing breath is not very strong. He is sure to defeat it.

However, when the palm wind and fist strength really collided, Wu Tingfeng's pupils suddenly contracted.

At first, he sensed only a weak force to Lin Mu's boxing strength, but after the real collision, he found that it was just an appearance.

In this ordinary fist strength, there are seven other fist strengths hidden, and they are more and more terrible.

It's like a flood, pouring out one after another. The more you go to the back, the more terrible the power will be.

Boom!

A moment later, Wu Tingfeng felt his palm numb and could no longer resist Lin Mu's fist. The fist strength formed a strong wind, which directly knocked him into the air and fell hundreds of meters away.

"Whoever blocks me today will die."

"Get out."

When Lin Mu brushed Wu Tingfeng indifferently, he ignored him. His knees bent slightly and made a sudden effort. The whole man bounced five or six meters high. In a flash, he jumped in front of King Nanping again.

"Lawlessness."

Wu Tingfeng got up from the ground in a panic, his face was very ugly, and chased Lin Mu again.

He is the white stone building owner and the veteran Wuzong. If he is frightened by a threat of consequences today, how can he gain a foothold in this world in the future.

Lin Mu's contempt for him really made him angry and unbearable.

"With this seat here, it's not up to you to act recklessly."

With a cold drink, Wu Tingfeng chased Lin Mu again.

Nanping king was even more angry. Seeing Lin Mu's attitude, he impressively regarded him as fish on the chopping board. How could he accept it.

He is the king of Nanping. He has always been the only one in charge of the fate of others. When will it be a younger generation's turn to show off in front of him.

"Well, well, since you are so pressing, I'll show you why I can be king."

Genuine Qi rushed into the Sanguang silver Jiao gun madly, and a silent breath immediately came out.

Buzz!

In an instant, a huge and ferocious virtual shadow of the silver Jiao rushed out of the Sanguang silver Jiao gun.

"Roar."

Yin Jiao was fierce. After circling in the air, batian Jedi suddenly jumped at Lin Mu.

"Hahaha, king? Today, even if you are God, you have to kneel down for me. "

The heartstirring laughter stirred all sides.

Facing the ferocious virtual shadow of the silver Jiao, Lin Mu didn't dodge. The soles of his feet stepped on the ground, jumped up again and rushed directly into the sky.

"Yin yuan fist, kill!"

Boom!

In a flash, Lin Mu met Yin Jiao's virtual shadow. Without changing his face, he punched out directly.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom

It was like thunder, and Lin Mu's fist was surrounded by countless stars. No matter how fierce the Yin Jiao virtual shadow was, it could not resist such a punch, and all the real Qi outside was broken.

Then Lin Mu's fist hit his head.

"Oh..."

The virtual shadow of the silver Jiao clearly had no life, but it gave a shrill roar, and its head was directly broken in half by Lin Mu's fist.