0818. Lunjian Square

When Li Mu and others arrived outside the camp, they saw Mr. Wang, the first-class man, confronting a middle-aged man wearing the robe of a swordsman from the Mingxin Sword Sect.

There was a gash in Lao Wangtou's military uniform on his shoulder, and there was a sword wound on his shoulder that was deep enough to reach the bone, with blood flowing out.

As for the middle-aged man in swordsman's robe, there was a faint trace of blood overflowing from the tiger's mouth where he held the sword.

"Li War God?" The middle-aged man looked at Li Mu coming out with a mocking look in his eyes, and said: "I'm here to post on behalf of the Five Mountains Divine Alliance. It's best for these old dogs under your command to behave themselves and stop being impatient. Keep your teeth grinning, otherwise, if the dog's claws are cut off, then it will be no one else's fault."

Arrogant and domineering to the extreme.

Song Changlin, Wang Menghu and others on the side were all complaining secretly.

In the past few decades, they have been at an absolute disadvantage on Xuantian Mountain and have been swallowing their anger.

Li Mu immediately ignored the middle-aged swordsman's provocation.

His first concern was the old man's injury.

Fortunately, the injuries on Lao Wang's head and shoulders healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the muscles healed, leaving only a red mark. It seemed that the 'Old Soldier' ​​trained by the old magic stick was not the strength of the physical body. Being tyrannical is so simple.

The old magic stick asked him to bring these dozen uncles to the Qinling Mountains. It was definitely not for nothing. He probably had other motives.

Li Mu felt relieved and looked at the arrogant middle-aged swordsman of the Mingxin Sword Sect.

The top six forces in the Songshan world, including three sects, two mountains and one pavilion, all came to the Qinling Mountains under the leadership of the leader of the Mingxin Sword Sect, Old Man Jian, to prepare for the battle for the [Ancient Ancestor Gate]. , this middle-aged swordsman must be one of the top group.

As expected, he has a strong arrogance of the Mingxin Sword Sect.

"How about it, God of War Li, hehe, do you dare to go? Tell me something." Middle-aged swordsman Jian Li Mu did not answer, a little impatient, raised his face and sneered.

Li Mu raised his hand and slapped him.

Snapped!

The middle-aged swordsman felt his eyes dazzled, and then he felt severe pain on the left side of his face. His body involuntarily spun in place like a top, unable to stop at all.

He was immediately stunned.

"This slap is to teach you to respect the elderly, love the young and speak human language."

After Li Mu finished playing, he said in a deep voice.

The middle-aged swordsman reluctantly stopped after a while.

The left side of his face was swollen and out of shape, the facial bones were broken, and the upper and lower teeth on the left side were also shattered. Not only that, half of his body was numb, and he couldn't even lift it despite his swordsmanship. But he didn't even see clearly what Li Mu had done just now.

"You..." Looking at Li Mu's eyes, the middle-aged swordsman was filled with anger and did not dare to utter a single word.

This slap had already made him aware of the huge strength gap between himself and Li Mu.

Li Mu said: "Go back and tell Old Man Jian that I will fulfill my promise and go to Lunjian Square in an hour."

The middle-aged swordsman gritted his teeth and glanced at Li Mu. When he turned around and moved away, his eyes were full of sinister looks. What he was thinking about was how to capture Li Mu and humiliate him as much as possible after the plan of Sword Forum was carried out. .

Li Mu suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

The middle-aged swordsman stiffened.

"What's going on?" He looked back at Li Mu.

Li Mu said: "After you came to our Chinese camp, showed off your power, and then left like this?"

"You...what do you mean?" the middle-aged swordsman said angrily.

Li Mu said: "Whichever hand of yours holds the sword and hurts our people, whichever hand you have will stay."

The middle-aged swordsman was shocked, then angry, and said: "Li Mu, don't go too far."

Li Mu said: "Keep your hands or your life, it's your choice. You only have one chance in three seconds."

An uncontrollable chill arose in the middle-aged swordsman's heart, and he also felt some regret. If he had known that Li Mu was so strong and domineering, he shouldn't have been too provocative just now, but now, is he really leaving a hand behind?

Facing Li Mu's unruffled eyes, he was finally afraid.

Gritting his teeth, he drew his sword.

brush.

A cold light flashed.

The right hand that had been holding the sword fell to the ground.

He held the sword in his left hand and said with a pale face, "Are you satisfied now?"

Li Mu said: "I'm not particularly satisfied, but I've never done anything for myself. Take your dirty hands and get out of here. I won't do it again."

The middle-aged swordsman picked up his severed hand, stared at Li Mu, and said: "My name is Qiu Jiu. Remember it. It's best not to forget it." His tone was solemn and his face was ferocious.

"Say one more word and you won't leave today." Li Mu said.

The middle-aged swordsman immediately shut up, not daring to say a harsh word, and left with hatred.

"What a cat and dog, how dare you bark so wildly."

Li Mu looked at the middle-aged swordsman's leaving figure, and in the depths of his eyes, there was already a trace of murderous intent circulating.

These ancient monks are so pretentious that if they don't hurt, they won't have long memories.

I have to do it hard once.

"Wow, what do you mean by this?" The stupid dog Husky, who had disappeared just now, emerged from nowhere. Hearing Li Mu's words, he was very dissatisfied: "You said it's okay to take Ah Mao with you. Why did you bring Ah Mao with you?" Dog, do you have a problem with our dog?”

"Go aside."

Li Mu was too lazy to deal with this idiot with an IQ of 250.

"Brother Mu, do you really want to go to the Sword Forum?"

Song Changlin looked a little worried.

"Now is no better than in the past. I heard that the strongest practitioners in the world have gathered on Xuantian Mountain. Many strong men have come from famous mountains and vast oceans, such as the Dragon King of the Four Seas, the King of Godzilla of the Deep Sea, and The European and American gods are all here, and they have formed an alliance of interests. If you go, you will be in trouble."

The old man named Ouyang Fu also said: "What Dr. Song said makes sense. Those ancient monks who came out of famous mountains and rivers are very repulsive to the secular world. They treat us like ants and kill us at will. I heard that some ancient monks practice The evil demon's kung fu is to send people to the mortal world to capture boys and girls, collect their blood and practice kung fu..."

In fact, both of them were very excited at this time.

When Li Mu didn't come, they swallowed their anger and felt aggrieved.

As soon as Li Mu arrived, he asked the monks of the Mingxin Sword Sect to bow their heads and admit their mistakes, injecting a shot of cardiotonic into the entire military camp.

But the changes in the situation now are really no different than before. Those 'gods' have all been born. Can Li Mu still turn the tide like last time? In fact, they don't have much confidence in their hearts, and they are also concerned about Li Mu's safety.

"If this is really the case, then I will go even more."

Li Mu has made up his mind.

"Stupid dog, you stay in the camp and look after the house."

Li Mu then said to the others: "I will set up formations around the camp. Uncle Zhang, you will cooperate with Mr. Ouyang to protect the camp. All of you will stay to protect Dr. Song and collect the research data."

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"That makes no sense."

Old Jian was so angry that he almost dropped the cup in his hand.

"This Li Mu is going too far to deceive others."

As the first leader of the Five Mountains Divine Alliance, Old Man Jian felt quite happy during this time that he was so proud of the spring breeze that he could see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day. Therefore, even if his hometown of Songshan World was raided, he would still stay there. Xuantian Mountain, sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

But after hearing Qiu Jiu's jealous response, he couldn't bear it anymore.

During the long years of cultivation, who would dare to disobey him like this?

He vaguely knew everything that happened in the world of Songshan, and he had already regarded Li Mu as a thorn in his flesh. It was just because of important matters that he did not have the time or effort to pay attention to this little mortal. Unexpectedly, in the Qinling Mountains, this Li Mu still lingered. , still so arrogant.

Qiu Jiu broke his hand, but Old Jian didn't care.

What he was concerned about was that as the first leader of the Five Mountains Divine Alliance, he had been beaten in the face.

"Let's go to Lunjian Square."

He waved his hand and rushed to the Sword Forum with his men.

After walking a few steps, Old Man Jian suddenly remembered something again and ordered to a few of his confidants: "Other things will proceed as planned. In addition, let me know about Li Mu's coming to Lunjian Square."

"As commanded."

Lunjian Square is located in the center of Xuantian Mountain, and is also directly below the core location of the [Ancient Ancestor Gate].

An open space that was rammed by a person with great supernatural powers. The white ground is as smooth as a mirror and as strong as gold and iron. It covers an area of ​​about a hundred acres. It is surrounded by rocky platforms with seats of different heights. It is a bit like an ancient Roman fighting beast. In the field, there are occasional dark black spots and irregular marks on the white ground, which are stained by the blood of the dead strong men.

Lunjian Square is a relatively Chinese name. Among Western European and American forces, there are other names here.

I don't know from which day this open space has been regarded as a place for settling disputes between different forces and practitioners. In the shortest possible time, it was agreed upon as a place for sword fighting. Various rules were derived and all were observed.

Even in a chaotic place, there are certain rules and order.

Li Mu was alone, wearing a white Li Ning sportswear and sneakers, like a college student traveling in the mountains. He took his time and asked for directions. When he arrived at Lunjian Square, it happened to be a full hour before Qiu Jiu left to post. .

Standing at the entrance, Li Mu saw that not only the stone platforms around Sword Lun Square were filled with all kinds of people, but also a large group of people behind him.

This is the world of practitioners.

Every monk who can appear on Xuantian Mountain is a master.

It was as if time had flown by and he had returned to his days on the Sky Fox Clan’s home planet.

This is the cultivation world of the earth.

Li Mu saw all kinds of monks and races, old and young, male and female, handsome and ugly, human and demon, and all kinds of strange creatures with different clothes and skin colors, sitting there. The stone platforms around the square looked at him like giant pandas.

He also saw two 'acquaintances' - the Immortal Taoist priest of the Chunyang lineage, and the energetic little Taoist boy beside him, who were also looking towards him on the first step.

"You must be Li Mu, you are indeed a young hero."

Old Man Jian had the same smile on his face as Xun Chunfeng and spoke from a distance.

He stood on the second stone step to the east, with a large group of people behind him, all masters of the Five Mountains Divine Alliance.

Li Mu walked into the Jian Lun Square slowly, not too hastily, and stood alone in the center, with a calm demeanor and a calm expression. Then he looked at Old Man Jian and said: "There is no need to say too much about the hypocrisy of the scene. Why don't we get straight to the point?" At one point, come to me in the next post, how do you want to end it?"