Super Martial God

"Back."

Yin Siyuan's eyes flashed and quickly retreated.

Although he is a wuzun, Lin Mu's soul power is comparable to that of the third-order wuzun. He is not sure to defeat Lin Mu.

"Now that you're here, stay."

There seemed to be frost emerging between Lin Mu's eyebrows, and there was a killing opportunity in his eyes.

Yin Siyuan tried to seize the territory of Xichuan city. He hasn't settled accounts with the other party yet. The other party dares to kill him again. If he still lets the other party escape, it's really the kindness of women.

Buzz!

The void trembled, and a long sword appeared in Lin Mu's hand.

This is Chengyuan sword.

The power of true Qi and the power of flesh are all condensed on the sword.

In an instant, the long sword had crossed a lightning light in the air and stabbed yinsiyuan.

"Stop, be sure to stop."

Yin Siyuan roared in his heart. The speed and power of Lin Mu's sword further deepened his fear.

It's just that Lin Mu has strong soul power. Even his power is so terrible. It's not human. It's a demon at all.

In his hand, a white bone spur appeared and tried his best to meet Lin Mu's long sword.

Ding!

Chengyuan sword and white bone spurs collided in an instant. Yin Siyuan's face suddenly changed. He only felt that he had the strength of an avalanche and rushed frantically towards his bone spurs.

This force shook his arm holding the bone spur with a sharp pain, and then the whole person was shocked to fly out.

"He's just an eighth order martial arts sect. How can he be so strong that I can't even stop a move?"

Silver Siyuan is almost crazy.

It's not that he hasn't heard of Tianjiao who kills enemies across the border. He used to listen to it as a story. Now that he really meets him, he knows how oppressive and depressing it is.

What's more, he is Wu Zun.

There are three natural grabens in the road of martial arts, one is martial disciples and martial arts, the other is martial Zong and martial respect, and the third is martial respect and martial saint.

It is reasonable to say that the gap between Wu Zong and Wu Zun is extremely huge. However, this gap seems to be a decoration in front of Lin Mu.

Just now, his defense was enough to resist the attack of a million kilograms, but he was stabbed by Lin Mu's sword and collapsed in an instant. He was so depressed that he didn't dare to neglect it, because Lin Mu didn't give him a chance to breathe, so he had to continue to resist.

The second sword, which he resisted in a hurry, ended worse than the first sword and was directly cut to the ground by the first sword.

Bang!

Yin Siyuan's body fell to the ground like a meteorite on the spot. On the street below, he smashed a big pit with a depth of 56 meters and a diameter of more than 10 meters.

This huge movement immediately attracted countless people around. In a flash, they looked at it one after another, and a crowd of people came.

"Someone fighting?"

"What a powerful breath. The people on the ground are actually a martial master."

"Wu Zun was beaten so badly. Who did it?"

Soon, the scene caused amazing repercussions in the crowd.

There are many experts in the White Emperor city. Therefore, the Wu Zun cultivation of Yin Siyuan can be seen so easily.

The fighting level is so fierce, and it's even worse.

Yin Siyuan had no time to take into account the discussion around him. He just wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible.

However, as soon as he got up from the ground and wanted to escape, Lin Mu landed from the air and kicked him over.

Bang!

Silver Siyuan was kicked off and fell to the ground, dragging a blood mark of tens of meters on the ground.

"Lin Mu!"

Endless reluctance erupted from Yin Siyuan's heart, which made him roar uncontrollably.

"Is that boy Lin Mu?"

"God, that's the famous Lin Mu."

"It's so handsome. It deserves to be ranked third in the list of hidden dragons. It's really worthy of its reputation."

Most people still don't know Lin Mu, but everyone knows Lin Mu's identity when Yin Siyuan yells.

Poof!

In response to Yin Siyuan, Lin Mu's unimaginable sword directly penetrated Yin Siyuan's heart and his back.

However, it is shocking that there is only a small amount of blood overflowing from Yin Siyuan's heart, and the blood is still dark brown, and his people have not lost.

"What monster is this?"

This strange scene makes people stunned. The eyes looking at Yin Siyuan are also full of disgust.

As for fear, people are not. This is Baidi City, one of the eight holy places in the world. Although the White Emperor city of this generation was not born supreme, it is not a place where evil spirits can run wild.

"Lin Mu, you can't kill me."

Yin Siyuan laughed wildly.

Not long ago he hated Roland for making him look like a ghost, but now he is a little grateful.

"Really?"

Lin Mu doesn't believe in this kind of thing at all. There is a way to restrain everything.

The best way to deal with this evil thing is to use fire and Buddhist power.

Then, a string of flames containing Buddhist power erupted from Chengyuan sword.

This flame is the combination of Buddha power and different fire. Lin Mu really doesn't believe it can't kill yinsiyuan.

"No..."

The laughter on Yin Siyuan's face immediately solidified on his face and was replaced by strong fear. This time, he really felt the passing of life.

Lin Mu's face was expressionless until the Buddha fire burned Yin Siyuan to a skeleton. He turned his head and looked at the sky: "they are all things that are neither human nor ghost, so I'll clean them up together."

The breath of the ten masked people in the sky is clearly similar to that of Yin Siyuan, obviously from a force.

Under the control of Lin Mu's soul power, the ten people seemed to be running away, but they didn't run far at all. Most of the time, they circled around.

Whew, whew

Lin Mu didn't know how to be merciful to the enemy. He stabbed ten swords in a row, and immediately those Wuzong masked people fell from the air one by one.

After killing these people, his eyes scanned around, suddenly fixed in an attic, and his pupils contracted.

In the attic miles away.

Roland and Jiang Yulou watched the battle outside the huichuntang coldly.

"Well?"

However, the result of the battle surprised them.

"Brother Jiang, your scruples are indeed correct. The boy's soul power is comparable to that of the fourth level martial master, and his true Qi and flesh body are also powerful and amazing. Although yinsiyuan is a waste material, at least he is also a wuzun. He can't even stop him. "

Roland licked his lips with his tongue.

"What? Are you afraid? "

Jiang Yulou didn't look very good. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that the child he identified as waste wood more than ten years ago would grow to this point.

"If I gave him a few more years, I might be afraid, but it's still early."

Roland didn't care about the satire of Jiang Yulou. His eyes showed light and said, "now his strength is strong, but it's still very limited. His comprehensive strength is probably equivalent to the fifth level Wu Zun."

"Interesting, too interesting. I haven't met such exciting prey in many years."

"If he is allowed to grow like this all the time, let alone become a martial saint in the future, it is possible to become a new Supreme."

"Unfortunately, he has no chance to kill the strong in the future. This is what Roland likes to do most."