Chapter 1153 Production Brigade

"Jinxiu Realm belongs to our Jun family, this is known to everyone!"

Jun Zhongyi's voice was cold, "What you are doing now is to snatch food from the tiger's mouth. We are just giving you a small lesson and punishment!"

"There are so many loopholes in your words!"

Lin Mu sneered disdainfully.

"Jinxiu Realm belongs to all the cultivators in Jinxiu Realm. Your Jun family is just a part of Jinxiu Realm, just a little stronger. Can it be that only your Jun family is allowed to become stronger, and others are not allowed to become stronger?"

"If there is anyone stronger than your Jun family, your Jun family will destroy it, right?"

Lin Mu laughed, "Then can I treat them in their own way?"

"It just so happens that your Jun family is now stronger than my Piaomiao Fairyland. In addition, you have provoked me, made enemies, killed the master of my Feixian Palace, and affected the development of my Piaomiao Fairyland. Then I will simply destroy your Jun family!"

Lin Mu spoke slowly and logically.

But every word contained murderous intent.

Jun Zhongyi's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"In this world of cultivation, strength is respected and the winner is the king. Do you think I am a three-year-old child?"

Lin Mu looked at Jun Zhongyi coldly, "Since you have done such a disgusting thing, don't talk about morality and justice, such as Jinxiu World belongs to your Jun family and I shouldn't rob it."

"Bah! Shameless!"

Lin Mu almost pointed at Jun Zhongyi's nose and cursed.

But in the face of such humiliation, Jun Zhongyi could only listen and could not refute.

The Jun family's approach was indeed like this. He just said this to save face.

But Lin Mu was merciless.

Go straight to the essence.

Yes, Lin Mu said the essence.

All those appearances were redundant.

If Lin Mu had not affected the Jun family and posed a threat to the Jun family, they would not have taken action against Lin Mu.

"Why, nothing to say?"

Lin Mu asked with a smile.

"You are so outspoken in front of me, don't you have any fear in your heart?"

Jun Zhongyi didn't want to dwell on this topic, but asked Lin Mu instead.

His thick skin was obvious.

"What are you afraid of?"

Lin Mu looked relaxed and asked, "Can fear help me improve my strength? Can fear help me solve problems? Or do you feel good when I am afraid?"

Jun Zhongyi's face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

"It seems that we can't communicate well!"

"You are right!"

Lin Mu looked serious.

"Not only can we not communicate well, but we can't play happily together!"

"You!"

Jun Zhongyi pointed at Lin Mu, his face purple.

He really had never seen someone as stubborn as Lin Mu.

He dared to be so presumptuous in front of him.

"I advise you not to waste your energy. Let's have a good fight and let life and death be left to fate!"

Lin Mu said bluntly, "You Jun family killed so many of my people. This hatred is irreconcilable. I have to give an explanation to the cultivators under my command and to the hundreds of millions of cultivators in Piaomiao Fairyland."

"And you, I came here this time and killed so many people in your Jun family. Not only did I kill your grandson, but I also killed your own son. You will definitely not let me go!"

Lin Mu smiled and said simply, "In this case, why are we still talking here? Do I have to pretend to reminisce with you, talk about feelings, and then fight to the death? Don't you think this is too hypocritical?"

Jun Zhongyi was furious, but he still forced himself to hold it back.

After all, Lin Mu was young and vigorous, and he had no scruples.

But he was different from Lin Mu.

He had too many things to worry about.

The strength that Lin Mu had just shown was far beyond his expectations.

He was not completely sure that he could kill Lin Mu.

If Lin Mu escaped, it would be like letting a tiger go back to the mountain, which would cause endless troubles in the future.

Also, even if he managed to kill Lin Mu by chance, it would not be a good thing.

You should know that Lin Mu has such cultivation and strength, and there are probably several major forces behind him who are supporting him.

If he kills Lin Mu, he may offend a Mahayana cultivator!

This will bring disaster to the entire Jun family!

"Why, you don't want to do it?"

Lin Mu saw that Jun Zhongyi had no intention of taking action, and couldn't help but said in surprise.

"Let's talk?"

Jun Zhongyi said to Lin Mu in an almost pleading tone.

"I killed your son and grandson, are you just going to let it go?"

Lin Mu asked seriously.

"I can't be as carefree as you. I have to consider the overall situation!"

Jun Zhongyi stopped being hypocritical and said directly, "I can't let the death of one son and one grandson cause the death of dozens of other sons and thousands of grandsons."

This made Lin Mu stunned.

Dozens of sons?

Thousands of grandsons?

How many wives did Jun Zhongyi marry?

This is too fertile!

No wonder so many people say that the Jun family is the undisputed strongest force.

Jun Zhongyi is just like that.

Then how many descendants should the fourth-generation great-grandson and third-generation great-grandson of the old man of the Jun family have?

How many sons did the old man of the Jun family give birth to?

It is simply unimaginable!

No wonder a cultivator in the middle stage of the fusion like Jun Wuxie can only be regarded as a side branch and is not taken seriously.

Because the direct descendants of the Jun family are so fertile, they can completely cultivate their own direct descendants, and there is no need to win over a side branch.

This is simply a production brigade!

They are all of the same clan, so naturally they have strong cohesion.

Unlike ordinary forces, they have to consider whether the cultivators under their command are loyal and whether they will betray.

"In that case, it seems that I haven't killed enough!"

Lin Mu's face was full of regret.

"We can have a better way to resolve this problem. There is no need to fight to the death. Neither of us will benefit from this!" Jun Zhongyi said seriously. "You finally said something sensible!"

Lin Mu looked innocent, "The problem is that I didn't provoke you, you wanted me dead, I was just fighting back."

"Have I ever attacked you?"

Jun Zhongyi said seriously, "I just want to remind you that the cultivators I killed are insignificant. As far as I know, you didn't spend much effort to train these cultivators."

"But they are all my people. Not to mention that they are all innocent, even if they made a mistake, I would kill them. When is it your turn to intervene?"

"Since you want to talk to me, why didn't you talk to me before?"

Lin Mu was relentless, "Do you have to go to this point, and wait until I kill your son before you reconcile with me?"

"In my opinion, you think I am too strong to kill me, so you compromise, right?"

Lin Mu once again ruthlessly exposed Jun Zhongyi's thoughts.

"Then I am wrong, okay?"

Jun Zhongyi looked helpless.

Meeting Lin Mu, a young man, he had no choice but to bow his head.

"Can a simple sentence of 'you are wrong' solve the problem?"

Lin Mu sneered, "In that case, wait for me for a moment, I will kill dozens of your sons and hundreds of your grandchildren, and I will apologize to you when I come back. I promise that I will be very sincere and there will be absolutely no falsehood, okay?"