Although Liuyun Wuxin did not follow Li Mu to go shopping, he still maintained enough vigilance and vaguely knew Li Mu's whereabouts, so he knew what was happening on Gui Street for the first time and hurried over.

"The hosts. He came to Li Mu and said, "Why do you use a knife to kill a chicken? Let me kill him." "The great powerhouse of the Dao Venerable Realm is qualified to say such things.

Li Mu shook his head: "I finally encountered something funny, I'll come by myself." ”

"Does the master use a knife or a sword this time?" Liuyun said unintentionally.

Li Mu said: "Is it a single day or a double day today?"

"The ninth day of November, a single day. Liuyun was stunned.

Li Mu said: "Since it's a single day, let's use a sword." ”

Liuyun Wuxin secretly said that there was no such rule before, is this a new rule set by the master? But keep it in mind, he untied the sword box behind his back and held it up with both hands.

Li Mu slapped the sword box.

A bright and sharp white light, like the water of the heavenly river, poured out of the sword box.

With the Ling Xue Divine Sword in his hand, Li Mu smiled slightly, and strode into the No. 1 gladiatorial arena in the East City, with an indescribable chic and calm, unparalleled demeanor, which made many people around him gloating and watching the excitement suddenly change their complexions.

This kind of bearing...... Well, could it be that this white and delicate young man is also a great master?

That's not right, this person's breath fluctuates, that is, the peak of the king realm, not to the gods, if he hides his body's breath, why not hide it completely?

"Ling Xue Divine Sword is nameless," Li Mu carried the divine sword, full of spirits, looked at the linen-robed monk opposite, and said, "You, report your name." ”

"Elder Ning Wushuang of the Mai Divine Sect, hehe, little thing, the ability to pretend is like that," the linen-robed monk smiled coldly and said, "Little guy, the sword in your hand is good, report your name, and when I behead you, I can know who took this divine sword from." ”

The Mai Divine Sect is extremely important in the Demon Mountain Dungeon, and it is one of the two sects and two sects under the Dragon King Society, which is also where Ning Wushuang's confidence lies in being so domineering.

Li Mu smiled and said, "Only if you can catch my sword can you be qualified to know my name." ”

After saying that, he stepped out and stabbed straight with his sword.

This is the [Haoshou White Sword Sutra] in the [Thorn Cloud Pass Six Styles] starting style, the sword goes to the middle palace, at first glance, it is unremarkable.

"Hahaha, this kind of sword move really made me lose interest in drawing the sword, look at me ......" The linen-robed monk Ning Wushuang laughed, his palm pressed on the hilt of the knife at his waist, and his eyes were full of contempt, and he laughed.

But the next moment—

Shout!

The sword flashed.

Li Mu's body was connected with a sword, and together it turned into a sword light, flashing by.

"The figures are staggered.

Ho ho ......" Ning Wushuang subconsciously covered his neck with his left hand, and a strange sound like a young pig that had been pierced through his neck came out of his throat, and then a bloody arrow rushed out from his neck, and the whole person fell to the sky.

Poof!

The body fell to the ground, its legs and feet still twitching slightly.

But everyone can see that this elder of the Mai God Sect is dead and can't die anymore.

"I can't even take a sword, I'm really looking for my own death, alas, why bother. Li Mu shook his head, Ling Xue Divine Sword flicked lightly, and a drop of blood stained by the tip of the sword fell, he looked at the 'Roshan' and others who were guarding the field, and said, "Next, who is next?"

At this time, the eyes of many people looking at Li Mu changed all of a sudden.

If in the hearts of the onlookers, Li Mu is defined as an outsider who doesn't know the height of the sky, a spoiled son, then at this time, the young man holding the divine sword in his hand has become full of murderous energy, and he is not the kind of weak chicken they imagined that can be killed at will.

But, that's not enough.

It is not enough to rely on this kind of strength to deter the demons of the Demon Mountain Dungeon.

"I'll come. "Beside 'Roshan', a middle-aged monk with a sword in his arms smiled faintly and said, "Ning Wushuang has underestimated the enemy and brought about his own destruction, my lord, let me [Wind Yin Sword] Hu Zhen go and clean him up." ”

'Roshan' nodded: "I don't have to worry about Mr. Hu's shot." ”

The middle-aged monk smiled arrogantly, walked into the No. 1 duel area, walked towards Li Mu step by step, and said, "Good swordsmanship, but compared to me, it's still ......."

Shout!

The sword flashed.

The middle-aged swordsman's body stiffened, and he didn't even have time to take out the sword, a little red appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and a drop of blood appeared, and then he pounced directly to the ground with a pop, and the power breath and life fluctuations in his body dissipated as quickly as a sand sculpture in the wind.

"Really, you said you're so weak, what are you pretending to be in front of me. ”

Li Mu flicked the long sword again.

Another drop of blood flew out from the Sword Immortal.

"Next. ”

He looked at Roshan and the others with a smile.

This seemingly gentle and sunny smile is full of provocation and ridicule.

"That's ...... What swordsmanship?"

"I can't see clearly, but with a flash of the sword, the person is dead. ”

"This kind of swordsmanship, why have I never heard of such a number one swordsman in the human race before?"

"It turned out to be a hard stubble. ”

"Interesting, is this a Raptors crossing the river?"

The onlookers around originally thought that they would see a one-sided slaughter, but although they knew that the dying lamb had turned into a dragon that went to sea, which was so interesting.

Beside 'Roshan', the masters of [Busi Shu Building], as well as the people who were shouting for 'Roshan' before, suddenly looked solemn and angry, and encountered hard stubble, but they couldn't retreat, retreated in the duel arena, and in the future in the Magic Mountain dungeon, they couldn't mix.

Roshan smiled grimly, licked his lips, took off his robe, and said, "Finally able to make me a little interested, hehe, I haven't made a move for more than a year, and my hands are a little itchy......"

He moved his body, clenched his fists, and walked into the arena step by step, like a terrifying beast awakened from its laziness, revealing its hideous fangs.

"I said, little one, you're in trouble. "Roshan" let out a low thunderstorm sound, and said: "And now, you are in big trouble, I will crush the bones of your body little by little, and then trample you into meat sauce and meat puree little by little, I will ......"

"I want you to be paralyzed. ”

Li Mu stabbed out directly with a sword.

He hates others pretending to be forced in front of him the most.

"Hehe......" Roshan raised his hand lightly and directly blocked the sword with his flesh palm, at this time, his entire right hand turned into a strange metal color, and said: "Your sword can't hurt me at all, I ......"

The voice did not fall.

Li Mu had already put away his sword and stabbed it out again.

Ding Ding Ding!

The sword light burst out, and the sound of gold and iron resonating like striking iron vibrated in the air.

Li Mu's figure seemed to have turned into a god that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, a string of streamers circulated around the 'Roshan', and the entire body of the 'Roshan' turned into a treacherous metallic color, and the tip of the sword pierced on it, bursting into clusters of piercing sparks.

This process lasted for ten breaths.

Suddenly all the sounds disappeared.

Li Mu collected his sword and retreated.

'Roshan' stood still in place: "Boy, is that all you have to do?" Hehe, your sword is too blunt to hurt me at all, next, it's my turn to attack, you ......"

The voice did not fall.

He originally looked calm, but his face suddenly changed, and a flush appeared on his face, and then he suddenly raised his head and looked at Li Mu with an unbelievable look, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime: "You...... What kind of swordsmanship are you?"

Li Mu didn't look at him, but looked at the others outside the dueling arena and said, "Who's next?"

When everyone was puzzled, they heard a series of popping beans sounding in Roshan's body, and then the blood mist continued to explode on the surface of his body, like a leaky gourd, wisps of fine and dense blood water spurted out from different parts of his body.

In the blink of an eye, this fat devil, the blood all over his body flowed brightly, and he slowly collapsed, and his vitality was cut off.

[Golden King Immortal Body] has been broken!

In the gladiatorial arena of the East City, I don't know how many opponents with even higher strength than him have encountered them, and they have all killed their opponents alive...... It's a big deal.

A small giant in the dungeon of the Magic Mountain has died.

It is foreseeable that in the next period of time, today's competition will surely become the talk of many people.

After a long silence, there was a noise like a flash flood.

A lot of people are wiping their eyes.

What kind of swordsmanship is that?

Breaking the god-level alchemy technique so lightly?

Could it be...... Imperial skills?

Many people looked at Li Mu at once, and it was even more different, with a cultivation that was far inferior to 'Roshan', he broke the [Golden King Immortal Body] that had been cultivated by 'Roshan' for hundreds of years, which showed that what this white and delicate young man had in his hands was definitely a swordsmanship that was close to the emperor's technique.

And how can the emperor's swordsmanship be mastered by anyone casually.

Today, there are not many people who have mastered the strength of the emperor's swordsmanship, and there is only one among the human race, and that is the Hidden Sword Sea, and even if it is the sword immortal of the Hidden Sword Sea, there are not many people who have this kind of Emperor Sword True Inheritance, not to mention that he is so young, could it be the descendant of the Collector's Sea?

Li Mu's weight, in the minds of everyone around him, suddenly became terrifying.

It is true that the Magic Mountain Dungeon is known as a place outside the law, and the head of the Dragon King Society's [Crazy Dragon Laughs] is also a ruthless stubble, but if you have to bow your head to the three thousand hot-tempered sword immortals who hide the Sword Sea, especially the first Sword Immortal Sword Monarch, who is no less crazy than [Crazy Dragon Laughs], it is said that in the past month, he suddenly visited the major sects, as well as some chess masters in the world, and forced others to play chess with him...... A good sword immortal, if he doesn't practice swords, he goes to play chess, and only the sword king can do it.

Outside the dueling arena, the people who were pointed at by Li Mujian's tip suddenly turned like dirt.

"Come on in. Li Mu smiled faintly: "Aren't you going to challenge me?"

These demons who had robbed Li Mu of the women before, squeezed out embarrassing smiles on their faces, and apologized one by one, saying that they were just passing by to watch the excitement, and they didn't really come to challenge.

Li Mu looked at the small stall that urged him to come to the East Market before, and said, "Is that so?"

Where did the little stall head dare to have the slightest disrespect at this time, nodding like a dog with a broken backbone, and he was about to say something when he opened his mouth......

"You'll have to think about it until you think about it. Li Mu said: "The rules of the dungeon cannot be broken, if you are favoritism, hehehe." ”

The little stall head immediately stood up straight and said bluntly: "Yes, these bastards who don't know how to die are all the people who challenged Childe before." ”

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