0908, Morning Dew Attack

The scene where the special envoy of Xuantianyun Palace was knocked out of the room made the steward who acted as the introducer stunned in the room.

"Li——zhi——yuan!"

The young envoy got up from the ground, staring at the room like an angry rabid dog and roaring loudly.

"If you say one more word, I will kill you. If you don't believe it, just give it a try."

Li Mu's voice came clearly from the room.

The rest of the words of the young envoy were like a duck that had been strangled by the neck. She could no longer say it. This was the first time in her short but proud life that she met such a person and faced Xuan Tianyun. Not only did the palace's reputation not frighten her, but she became even more arrogant. In the past, when the leaders of the major sects met her, who would not treat her with respect and courtesy?

You wait!

She could only say this sentence harshly in her heart, turn around and leave.

In the room, Li Mu looked at Wei as a steward.

Steward Wei's face was uglier than being kicked by a donkey. He struggled to say hello, turned around and left as if to run away. He was already thinking about how to explain this matter to the young envoy.

Li Mu returned to the room, feeling a little disappointed.

If Xuantian Yun Palace, which claims to rule the Northern Wilderness Territory, has the same face from top to bottom, it means that this so-called maker of order in the martial arts world of the Northern Wilderness Territory has become rotten after a long period of being aloof. , just like those empires and dynasties that rule all the people, they cannot escape the fate of prosperity and decline.

As for the possible revenge from Xuantianyun Palace, Li Mu didn't take it to heart at all.

In the next two days, Li Mu instructed Shen Jia to practice martial arts, and Shen Xiaoyue followed suit. However, she missed the best training time, so even if she had famous teachers and resources, it would be difficult to compare with Shen Jia.

Time flew by.

The sun rose on the third day, the wind was gentle and the sun was shining.

Li Mu got up early, had breakfast, and after arranging Shen Jia's training homework, he left the Yunduan Inn leisurely and leisurely alone, as if he was going out for a spring outing, without any dignity as before the battle.

Outside the inn, there was already a sea of ​​people.

It is only a mile from here to the main helm of the Four Seas God Sect. The streets are already filled with people from all over the world. Countless eyes were fixed on Li Mu when he walked out of the inn door. on the body.

No matter what the outcome of this battle is, it will have a profound impact on the world of Northern Wilderness.

In the past three days, many people from the world traveled thousands of miles and traveled day and night to Xuantian Holy City, just to witness up close this battle that would be recorded in the history of the world in the Northern Wasteland.

Li Mu walked away, a little surprised by such a grand formation.

People in the martial arts world still like to have fun.

Of course, what surprised him even more was that in the past two days, there had been no movement in Xuantianyun Palace. It seemed that he had forgotten the expulsion and humiliation of the special envoy, but he always felt that there was a mysterious storm hidden under the calm. It exudes a dangerous aura.

In the blink of an eye, we have arrived outside the main helm of the Four Seas God Sect.

Li Mu stood at the door and looked up.

The small city gate is like a palace, with strong martial arts masters, majestic buildings, and beautiful scenery. Hundreds of people stand at the gate, all of them are elites of the Four Seas God Sect, as well as martial arts masters invited from all over the world. , put up a posture and be ready.

The leader of these people is a burly, lion-like old man with a red face, a lion's nose and a thick gray beard. He is energetic and has extraordinary momentum. He must be the contemporary leader of the Four Seas God Sect [Crazy Lion] Xiao war.

Behind Xiao Zhan, there were dozens of people whose profound energy fluctuations were quite astonishing. They were all top-notch martial arts masters in the Northern Wilderness Region.

Judging from these people alone, it is enough to confirm that the status of the second largest sect in the Northern Wasteland of the Four Seas Divine Sect is absolutely justified.

Behind Li Mu, the streets, walls and major buildings around the headquarters of the Four Seas God Sect were filled with dense crowds of people, all holding their breath, waiting for the upcoming battle.

"Hahaha, Li Zhiyuan, you are finally here. I have been waiting here for a long time. Today, I want to see how you, a madman who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, will crush our Four Seas God Sect."

[Crazy Lion] Xiao Zhan laughed with great pride.

Li Mu didn't answer.

He just raised his hand and pulled out the white cloud green water knife hanging from his waist. The tip of the knife pointed at the ground obliquely. Unconcealed murderous aura overflowed. He glanced at the people standing at the gate of the General Helm of the Four Seas God Sect and said: "Today This is the big day for me to avenge the tragic death of the leader of Tiandao Sect and all my brothers and sisters. Anyone standing in front of this gate to stop me is the enemy. I only give you ten breaths. If you don’t want to die, get out of here. Ten breaths. After that, if you still stand here, haha, then you will be blamed for killing me, the blade does not recognize anyone."

The air suddenly turned cold.

Some people standing in front of the gate of the Four Seas Divine Sect suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.

"Li Zhiyuan, it is a thing of the past that it is better to resolve enemies than to make enemies. Why bother to hold on to them? Wei Dong'an, the leader of the Dongshan Sect, and my friends in the world have all given me some face. How about this? Today I will risk this Old face, be a peacemaker, and you and brother Xiao Zhan can forget your grudges and let go of your grudges when they meet..."

An old man with white beard and hair, who looked to be over a hundred years old, walked out from behind Xiao Zhan with a smile on his face, showing off his old-fashioned attitude.

Li Mu said nothing and stood there, squinting his eyes slightly.

A trace of embarrassment flashed deep in Wei Dongan's eyes, and he said: "Brother Li, you are still young and don't know the dangers of the world. Sometimes, no matter how strong a person is, it is difficult to compare with the famous sects, let alone You are not alone, you also have fellow disciples from the Tiandao Sect. If you kill the Four Seas God Sect here, there is no guarantee that no one will kill you in the Tiandao Mountain in the future. When will the injustice be repaid, why not..."

The words have not yet finished.

"Ten breaths have arrived."

The sword flashed.

Wei Dongan's white-haired head flew straight up, and the headless body stood frozen on the spot for a moment before slowly falling to the ground with a thud.

Li Mu raised his sword and slowly walked towards the hundreds of masters from the Four Seas God Sect.

"Where were you peacemakers when our sect leader and fellow apprentices were killed?" He sneered disdainfully: "They only help the evildoers do evil and never uphold justice. Such people deserve to die more than those who do evil. Ten thousand times, kill!"

Pointing the blade, the sword energy burst out.

Li Mu slashed at [Crazy Lion] Xiao Zhan with one strike.

"Arrogance."

A cold voice sounded.

Streaming light flashing].

In the morning sunshine, a dazzling sword shadow, like the cold morning dew, suddenly burst out from behind [Crazy Lion] Xiao Zhan, piercing the sword energy, like a dragon on a reverse journey, stabbing Li Mu.

Ding ding ding ding!

The sound of swords clashing kept erupting.

"Huh? This swordsmanship is... amazing."

Li Mu's eyes lit up and he drew his sword on the spot.

A total of thirty-six moves of [Yunfen Bahuang Sword Style] were performed in an instant. The dense phantom of sword light in front of him seemed like an auspicious cloud steaming, dancing, twisting and changing, which was really beautiful.

In the end, Li Mu took a step back and completely removed the opponent's sword style.

A strand of black hair fluttered in the wind.

But a strand of Li Mu's long hair on the temples was cut off by the sword energy.

Opposite him, stood a middle-aged man holding a sword, with an expressionless face, wearing a black robe. The black long sword in his hand vibrated slightly, and invisible sword energy burst out. The black robe and black sword seemed to be emitting endless energy. Like darkness, this sunny morning suddenly turned into a long night.

"Hahaha, Li Zhiyuan, do you really think that just because you have reached the threshold of the Tenth Divine Realm, you are invincible? You didn't expect that a sword slave under my son can defeat you."

[Crazy Lion] Xiao Zhan looked up to the sky and laughed.

In the fight just now, Li Mu was forced to take a step back. In the eyes of countless people, a huge wave was set off in their hearts. When did the Four Seas God Sect produce such a strong swordsman?

Did Li Zhiyuan meet his opponent?

Li Mu ignored Xiao Zhan's sarcasm, and his eyes fell on the middle-aged sword slave with black clothes and black sword. He felt a familiar aura, which was the same as the young man in black who was beheaded by him that day by the pool under Tiandao Mountain. resemblance.

The same organization?

"What sword technique did you use just now?" Li Mu asked.

"Seven blows to the dew!"

The middle-aged sword slave cherishes words like gold.

"Good swordsmanship." Li Mu praised.

This is the most exquisite swordsmanship he has encountered since he started practicing martial arts. In terms of the changes in techniques and the use of force, it is still better than the [Sword God] Wang Yanyi in his previous life.

This world is indeed a martial arts world where the techniques, skills and changes of combat techniques are brought to the extreme.

Enraged by Li Mu's gesture, [Crazy Lion] Xiao Zhan roared at the middle-aged sword slave: "Quickly take action, kill him for me, I want him dead..."

"Let's hit the road."

The middle-aged sword slave drew his sword again.

It shines like morning dew, and the sword changes like a tassel.

It's still an amazing swordsmanship.

Li Mu smiled: "You can't use the same move twice against the Saint." He swung his sword upwards, and with a flash of white clouds and green water, the sword technique split the whole sky into pieces.

"puff……"

The black sword in the middle-aged sword slave's hand shattered, and he lost control of his body. He flew out like a broken kite, spraying blood in the air, and smashed the palace wall door of the Four Seas God Sect.

Boom!

The sound of the wall collapsing woke up the masters of the Four Seas God Sect who were in extreme shock.

But amid the smoke and dust, Li Mu was already swinging his sword aggressively like a tiger trampling a flock of sheep.

His sword technique is no longer the [Yunfen Bahuang Sword Style], but the [Chaolu Strike] of the middle-aged sword slave before. However, it does turn the sword technique into sword moves. Wherever the sword light flashes, everyone in the world The masters and powerful men of the divine religion fell like wheat!

Blood flowed on the ground, gathering into puddles, and then into rivers.

Exclamations, screams, and screams were endless.

The people in the martial arts community watching the excitement in the surrounding streets and buildings have not yet recovered from their previous shock. They can't figure out why the first time it was clearly occupied by a mysterious middle-aged sword slave in black clothes and a black sword. He had an absolute upper hand, but in the second fight, Li Zhiyuan couldn't even catch Li Zhiyuan's sword, and was sent flying.

The smoke gradually dispersed.

[Tiandao Shura] Li Zhiyuan stood with a sword in hand.

Tick ​​tock.

Blood was like rain, falling drop by drop into the blood puddle on the ground along the blood groove of Baiyun Qingshui Knife.

Around him, there were piles of corpses and mountains of broken limbs.

The army of hundreds of experts and strong men from the Four Seas God Sect, which was enough to sweep through most of the sects in the Northern Wasteland, was almost completely wiped out. Only the old leader [Crazy Lion] Xiao Zhan and a few veteran strong men from the Eighth Realm were left. , covered in blood and scarred, barely holding on, standing in a pool of blood, looking at Li Mu with desperate and horrified eyes.

The speed with which the Four Seas God Sect was defeated exceeded the limit of anyone’s imagination.