At the gate of the Hanshan Academy, Dean Tie Zhan, some administrators of the academy, He Yunxiang, and some experts of the Qing Sha Clan were waiting.
"Li Mu, you …" Tie Zhan wanted to say something.
Li Mu released his qi, and the vigorous qi rolled over. "Get lost."
Tie Zhan and the others felt as if an invisible mountain was collapsing in front of them, and a terrible force was pressing down on them. Blood spurted out of their mouths, and they were sent flying backward, hitting hard on the stone wall of the gate of Hanshan Academy behind them.
"You …" Tie Zhan slid down from the stone wall, with blood at the corner of his mouth, and was furious.
He Yunxiang's face changed dramatically, and he said, "Li Mu, what do you mean? My master, the Red-hair Killing God, is in the Hanshan Academy. How dare you insult Dean Tie like this? "
Li Mu's face turned cold, and he said, "That day, you showed off in the Fengming Academy, took down the plaque, suppressed people by force, and made the instructors of the Fengming Academy kneel at the gate, and broke their knees. What's that about?"
"I …" He Yunxiang was speechless.
"Double-labeled dog." Li Mu cursed. Then, he raised his hand and pointed. A stream of Knife Qi slashed through the air.
Bang!
The plaque of the gate of the Hanshan Academy was directly smashed into pieces.
"It's impolite not to reciprocate. The sage said, good for good, and justice for evil … This is a response to you breaking the gate of the Fengming Academy and taking the plaque."
Li Mu said calmly.
The people of the Hanshan Academy were furious, but no one could stop him.
They tasted the feeling of being bullied by the strong.
"You … My master is in the academy. If you do this, my master will not forgive you." He Yunxiang was shocked and angry. In his view, Li Mu was too arrogant.
"A primary school student who likes to call his parents … Kneel down."
Li Mu rode on the chrysanthemum leopard, and pressed one hand in the air.
He Yunxiang felt as if a divine mountain was crushing down on him. He summoned the power of the Xiantian stage, causing his internal qi to surge and a strand of Xiantian true qi to circulate through his meridians. He wanted to resist, but the power was too terrifying. Gradually, he was unable to resist.
"Ah …" He roared and struggled, and his internal qi was pushed to the extreme, but his body was out of control, and his legs were gradually bent.
He Yunxiang couldn't hold on any longer.
"You're so young, why must you be so overbearing?"
A majestic voice came from the inside of Hanshan Academy after traveling thousands of meters.
At the same time, a red divine light instantly flew over.
The air was like flowing water. This beam of divine light directly split open a trace of Qi wave.
"Master!"
He Yunxiang was ecstatic.
Master had finally made his move.
The experts of the Hanshan Academy and the Qing Sha Clan were also delighted.
But Li Mu laughed and said, "You beat the young one, and here comes the old one … I've been waiting for you." He clenched his fist backhandedly in the void, and the Samsara Knife stored in a specially-made space saber case on the back of the chrysanthemum leopard appeared. The huge blood-red blade looked extraordinary. Holding it in his hand, he slashed out.
Sword Draw.
Boom!
The invisible Knife Qi collided with the red divine light. The terrible force exploded in the air, and the turbulence overflowed.
The gate of the Hanshan Academy suddenly seemed to have experienced an earthquake. The ground was in a mess, the flagstones were broken, and the earth was shaking. Tie Zhan and others were like wheat in a hurricane, flying backward with blood spurting out and hitting the stone wall of the gate. Several experts of the Qing Sha Clan who had been on guard, even if they tried to resist, were shocked and staggered back with blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.
When experts fought, even the aftermath of the strong Qi was like the wrath of heaven.
Only the natural qi three meters in front of Li Mu blocked all the turbulence of the qi like an arc.
In front of him, He Yunxiang had already knelt on the ground, unable to struggle. His face was gloomy and unwilling. His knees were all broken, and he knelt in a pool of blood.
This was the way he humiliated the people of the Fengming Academy that day.
"A peerless expert of the Celestial Being Realm? Haha, just so-so. "
Li Mu withdrew his knife and put it back into the saber case with a calm face. On the surface, it seemed that he didn't feel the slightest pressure.
Just now, when they fought in the air, he was on par with an expert of the Celestial Being Realm.
Tie Zhan and others, who were seriously injured and coughing up blood, had already forgotten the pain on their bodies. It was Zhang Bulao, the Red-hair Killing God, who attacked just now. As an expert of the Celestial Being Realm, a casual strike should have smashed those in the Natural Realm into pieces. But it was blocked by Li Mu's casual strike …
But in fact, Li Mu knew very well that he was not as relaxed as he looked.
And this was just a strike from the other side thousands of meters away.
The power of the Celestial Being Realm really deserved its reputation.
But he was not afraid.
Because he had a trump card in his hand.
"Arrogant!"
The voice of the Red-hair Killing God sounded again, this time with a hint of anger.
Riding on the chrysanthemum leopard, Li Mu's internal qi surged. His voice reverberated through the entire Hanshan Academy. Then, he retorted sarcastically, "If the road is not fair, someone will shovel it, and if the matter is not fair, someone will take care of it. Today, I'm here to ask who forced my friend to be a Cultivation Vessel … If you want to hurt my friend, did you ask for my permission?"
Dean Qu, Lei Yinyin, and the people of the Fengming Academy who followed behind Li Mu all felt their blood boiling.
Roaming the Jianghu, repaying kindness and enmity freely.
That was what a martial artist should be.
"I never ask for anyone's permission. I just do what I want."
With such a voice, the figure of Zhang Bulao, the Red-hair Killing God, slowly walked out of the Hanshan Academy.
This was a burly middle-aged man. His appearance seemed ordinary, but he was extremely gentle, like a refined scholar. Just by looking at his facial features, it was difficult to associate such a person with a God of Slaughter who slaughtered the world. However, his long red hair was like a ball of flowing blood, flowing on top of his head, dyeing his entire body in a red light. It was as if he was a God of Slaughter who had walked out of the Asura battlefield.
As soon as he showed up, the aura and killing intent created by Li Mu at the gate of the Hanshan Academy suddenly disappeared.
Tie Zhan and the others suddenly felt their bodies lightened, and the pressure they had been under also disappeared.
He Yunxiang also struggled to his feet under the excruciating pain. He struggled to the side of Zhang Bulao, the Red-hair Killing God, and said resentfully, "Master, I …"
Zhang Bulao waved him off.
He Yunxiang did not dare to say anything more. He stood behind him dejectedly.
He also knew his performance was too shameful.
Zhang Bulao was a little disappointed.
He originally planned to train He Yunxiang for a few days so that he could see his true nature and calm down. Then, he would go to Li Mu in person and take back all the things that Li Mu had taken away, so that He Yunxiang could build his heart of martial arts and overcome the fear in his heart. But now, it seemed that He Yunxiang could not do that in this lifetime.
It was not only because Li Mu's strength was beyond his expectation.
It was also because He Yunxiang was really a bit useless.
"Did you kill Wei Chong, the elder of our branch?"
The Red-hair Killing God fixed his eyes on Li Mu. An invisible pressure was triggered, which crushed toward Li Mu like a collapsing mountain. He was not a member of the Hanshan Academy, so he naturally would not attack Li Mu with the excuse of the Hanshan Academy. He brought up the revenge of his faction, which was aboveboard and not afraid of being criticized for bullying the weak.
Li Mu casually waved his hand, and a flash of broadsword light burst out from his fingertip.
The invisible pressure in the air was cut in two, and like invisible water, it flowed away from him.
"Oh, are you talking about that damned hammer-wielding fatty? Yes, that b * tch deserved to die, so I blew him up with one punch. "Li Mu said honestly," Not even a bone was left. "
"Good, very good." The Red-hair Killing God looked calm. He nodded and said, "For so many years, you are the first junior who dares to talk to me like that."
Li Mu sneered, "Maybe you have seen too few juniors these years."
"What a young man with a backbone. You are much better than my useless disciple. I admire you. Boy, kill yourself. At least you can die a little faster." Zhang Bulao, the Red-hair Killing God, said, "If I catch you and bring you back to the Qing Sha Clan, you will have a taste of the 72 tortures of the Qing Sha Clan. Believe me, you will never like the feeling of being in a state where you can neither live nor die."
Previously, when He Yunxiang and the others were humiliated in the Fengming Academy one after another and came back to complain about them, although Zhang Bulao was indignant, he did not think of killing Li Mu in person right away. The reason was that in his mind, as a Celestial Being Realm expert, Li Mu, a junior in the middle or lower level of the Natural Realm, was not worth his time at all.
This time, he brought He Yunxiang and the others here. To put it bluntly, the purpose was to train the team and test the newcomers.
He Yunxiang was the disciple he had accepted in recent years, and he had the intention of being his successor. Moreover, He Yunxiang performed well. His martial arts progress was very fast, and he was good at doing things. The so-called revenge for the elder of the branch was just an excuse. He just wanted his beloved disciple to gain fame in Jianghu by stepping on Li Mu's dead body.
However, as the saying goes, "Comparisons are odious, and comparisons are odious."
Compared with Li Mu, He Yunxiang, who was usually well-behaved and ambitious, was not at the same level at all.
That made the Red-hair Killing God extremely disappointed, and he had to do it in person.
However, when Li Mu heard the so-called "kindness" of the other party, he laughed disdainfully and said, "Commit suicide? Are you out of your mind? If Jianghu battles are only about fame, age, and realm, then what's the point of fighting? When we meet, we just tell each other who we are, and the one who is not famous can just cut his own throat … "
"How dare you!"
The Red-hair Killing God finally got angry.
Over the years, he had been living a comfortable life in the sect. When had he ever been ridiculed like this?
When a Celestial Being was angry, the sky and the earth would collapse.
Zhang Bulao just moved his eyes, and under the surging qi, Li Mu only felt an indescribable pressure falling from the sky, which made him feel horrified. Within three meters around him, the ground collapsed by half a meter, and the chrysanthemum leopard let out a cry, unable to stand.
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