1403. Chopping Melons and Vegetables

Even if the three tower masters of the Immortal Suppressing Tower took action one after another, they were unable to save the lives of Zhenxiu Tianzun and others.

This result is disastrous for Zhenxian Tower.

Li Mu was filled with killing intent. He didn't even look at the scroll in his hand. He glanced at the two people, Zhenhun Tianzun and Dutian Cult Master, who were hiding shivering in the crowd of masters of the Suppressing Immortal Tower.

These two people are the controllers of the Demon Pavilion in Dongshengzhou Town.

He is the chief culprit in brutally suppressing demon cultivators.

He also launched ruthless oppression against Li Mu and others.

The source of the turmoil in Dongshengzhou.

"Get out and die."

Li Mu shouted word by word.

Leader Dutian has long wished to bury himself in the cracks of the ground.

When Li Mu and others first appeared, he was still ecstatic and gloating in his heart. After all, pretending to act like this in front of the three giants of Zhenxian Pagoda would be a big deal.

Li Mu's death was simply something he could celebrate with singing and dancing.

It is a happy thing to eliminate the hatred in your heart.

But...what to say now?

The three giants couldn't stop Li Mu, who was like a god of death.

The shock in Lord Dutian's heart was no less than that of Dongfang Yeren.

But the latter's surprise was a surprise.

And he was frightened.

He was carefully retreating back, but was stared at by Li Mu.

The panic in his heart amplified several times, and then turned into madness and anger.

Dutian Cult Master said sternly: "Mu Mu, you dare to go against the will of heaven and you will be punished by heaven. Today, the three tower masters of our Immortal Suppressing Tower are here. You can never hurt anyone in my Immortal Suppressing Tower again."

Li Mu looked at the master of Demon Suppression Pavilion who was so majestic less than a year ago.

Once, in Li Mu's eyes, this person was a great enemy.

But now, like an ant.

"idiot."

Li Mu sneered.

call out--!

The flying knives start again.

The sword light flashed back in the void.

Master Dutian's pupils shrank suddenly, then slowly expanded and dilated.

The body shook.

Then the head rolled off his neck.

Plop.

He fell to the ground, blood gurgling.

There is a pungent smell of blood in the air.

During the whole process, none of the three tower masters made any move to stop it.

On the face of Taoist Sancai, the master of the lower tower, streaks of red and purple glows were constantly flowing and flickering, and immortal energy was surging, apparently recovering from the stab wound on his chest.

The injury caused by Li Mu's knife was not easy to heal.

That sword seemed ordinary, but the power and principles contained in it were extremely brilliant. No matter how he promoted his cultivation, the healing speed was very slow, and it would be difficult to make another move in a short period of time.

Although Taoist Liangyi, the master of the middle tower, was not injured, he could not move.

Because his whole body was firmly locked by a terrifying energy.

Once he makes the slightest move, he will be blasted with a force that will destroy the world in an instant.

He stared at Hua Xiangrong.

The threat this woman gave him was no less threatening than Li Mu's.

On Hua Xiangrong, he felt a pressure that was no less than that of his senior brother Yiyuan Taoist.

No matter how hard he scratched his head, he couldn't figure out why such a terrifying woman had no reputation or deeds in the world before.

It's impossible for a strong man at the peak of the Immortal Saint realm to appear suddenly, right?

At this moment, as one of the three giants of the Zhenxian Pagoda, Taoist Liangyi has no time to care about anything else. He can only remain undefeated in the confrontation of Qi Ji and take action to save others?

impossible.

As for Yiyuan Taoist?

He still maintained the posture of holding the sword in one hand and slanting it across his chest.

like a statue.

Li Mu looked at Zhenhun Tianzun.

The founder of the Demon-Suppressing Pavilion was as weak as chaff at this time.

They are all old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years. They usually decide the life and death of others with just one word. In his long life, he killed with his own hands and with his own hands, and the creatures that died because of his will are incomparable and invincible. Enumerations are as numerous as grains of sand in the Ganges.

The wronged souls of those demon cultivators who died in the mountain behind the demon prison mountain are still roaring and wailing in anger in hell.

Killing is a very common thing for Zhenhun Tianzun.

Even if a close relative dies in front of him, it can only barely stir up a real ripple in his heart.

But now, when he was facing life and death, the Taoist heart that he thought was unparalleled was instantly shattered and trembled with fear.

Between life and death, there is great terror.

Only Zhenhun Tianzun realized the meaning of this sentence.

"Mu Mu, I...maybe..."

Zhenhun Tianzun's throat was dry, and his lips were trembling and twitching. He found it extremely difficult to utter even one word or syllable.

However--

call out!

What responded to him was a sword light.

The light of the flying knife.

Then there was no suspense about his demise.

The body fell.

Blood spurted out with a warm and pungent breath.

The soul was also destroyed in this sword.

The demon who single-handedly founded the Demon Pavilion of East Saint Continent, brought countless nightmares to the demon cultivators and ordinary immortals in East Saint Continent, and killed Yingye. The chief culprit finally ended his bloody but self-proclaimed life of justice.

Before his death, he proved his cowardice.

Will be afraid too.

Also begging.

Not even as good as those demon cultivators who were tortured to death in prison by him.

The Little Demon Ancestor and [Shadow] were trembling with excitement when they saw the deaths of Dutian Cult Master and Soul-Zhen Tianzun.

The blood debt of the demon cultivator was finally paid.

Those demon cultivators who were wandering on the road to hell, unwilling to reincarnate because of resentment, could finally feel at ease at this time.

But Li Muwo still held the sword in his hand, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked at the other four Immortal Saint-level experts in the side hall, and said: "Four Gods, right? Get out and die."

These four people are not only famous on the scroll, but they are also the four great saint-level experts who descended the sea of ​​thunder that day, besieged the Siming Mountains, and threatened the Great Sage Tunyun.

Let’s settle old and new grudges together.

Li Mu came here today just to kill people and let blood flow.

"Fight him."

"kill."

"There are no weaklings in the Immortal-Suppressing Tower."

"Deploy the formation... Mu Mu, do you dare to let us set up the battle formation of the Four Gods and give us a fair fight."

The Four Gods were targeted by Li Mu, so they knew they would not be spared today.

Rabbits bite when they are anxious.

Not to mention them?

Four streams of light flew up.

Falling in different directions around Li Mu.

This is to set up a formation.

Battle formation is also a very powerful immortal combat technique.

but--

Swish, brush, brush!

Li Mu raised his sword and slashed out four times.

The bodies of the Four Gods were broken and dislocated like straw under a sickle, and then died the moment they hit the ground.

Arrangement?

Li Mu simply laughed.

This is not some kind of competition in the ring. Why are you so naive that you want a fair fight?

Isn’t this a trap in your mind?

The cold air spread in the large side hall No. 2 like a stormy sea.

Every strong person in the Immortal Suppressing Tower was trembling.

What happened today was like an absurd and unruly nightmare.

One of the seven major forces in the Immortal Blessed Land - even among the seven major forces, it is definitely the top-ranked Immortal Suppressing Tower. Just like this, in front of the three major tower masters, he was blocked in the hall and stabbed with a knife. One, killing more than a dozen strong men in a row.

Even if you are talking drunkenly, madly, or in your sleep, you would not dare to say that, right?

The face of Taoist Sancai, the master of the lower tower, was as red as blood due to his injuries and shame and anger.

He couldn't bear it anymore.

And just when Taoist Sancai was about to take action at all costs——

puff--!

Taoist Yiyuan, who had been strangely silent all this time, suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of lavender blood without any warning.

"Senior brother?"

Taoist Sancai was startled and exclaimed in disbelief.

The same shock erupted in the hearts of every strong person in the Immortal Suppressing Tower, like a mountain torrent bursting through a bank.

It turns out that the reason why the tower master didn't take action just now was because he was injured?

Was he injured in the sword fight with Mu Mu that moment before, so he couldn't take action?

A sense of despair, like the collapse of belief, grew uncontrollably in the hearts of the powerful people in the Immortal Suppressing Tower.

Go to the tower master!

The strongest person in the Immortal Tower.

Yu Mu Mu actually lost in the fight.

Was suppressed.

So much so that he could only watch helplessly as several powerful men from the Immortal Town Tower were fucked one by one by Mu Mu, like killing chickens - no, to be precise, they were slaughtered like melons and vegetables. After all, a chicken can still struggle before dying, but strong men such as Zhenhun Tianzun cannot even struggle.

"Mu Mu!"

Taoist Yiyuan, who finally spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood, held his sword and roared: "Who...are you?"

They investigated this issue not long ago.

But now, those investigation results have been completely overturned in the mind of Taoist Yiyuan.

A descendant of the Canghai Sect?

impossible.

Even if the leader of the Canghai Sect was resurrected, it would be impossible for him to have such cultivation and strength.

Li Mu didn't answer.

He actually just wanted to take the opportunity to kill the leader of the Immortal Suppression Tower.

But he also knew that that was impossible.

If Taoist Yiyuan is forced into a desperate situation, this eternal giant will still burst out with unparalleled power, and Taoist Liangyi and Taoist Sancai will also go crazy. When the time comes, Li Mu will not be afraid, but it will be difficult for the people he wants to protect to survive. left.

Now is not the time to really fight to the death.

Just show that you have the ability to flip a table.

Li Mu glanced at everyone present, sneered, picked up the knife, and turned to leave.

There are still a few masters from Hades who need to be dealt with.

Gotta hurry up.

"Want to leave?" Taoist Sancai said angrily: "What kind of place do you think I am at the Immortal Tower, where I can come and leave whenever I want?"

Li Mu stopped, turned to look at him, and said, "Want to keep me?"

"you sure?"

Li Mu stood with his sword horizontally and asked calmly.

Taoist Sancai, who was originally furious, suddenly suffocated. The power of the previous sword flashed through his mind, and his momentum suddenly dropped, and he didn't know how to answer.

"Set up the formation and keep him."

Taoist Yiyuan shouted loudly.

He slapped his neck with his backhand.

Whoosh whoosh!

Dozens of previously invisible Taoist flags flew up from the back of his head, turned into streams of light, and shot at different locations in the side hall, instantly outlining the prototype of a terrifying killing array.

The three tower masters are joining forces.