"Who are you? How dare you say that? Catch him. "
The young man in the brocade robe looked cold.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! "The two silver-armored immortal generals turned into flowing light and flew directly in the direction of the voice.
But they left quickly, and came back even faster.
"Bang!
Bang! "The two bounced back and fell to the ground. They staggered and struggled, then passed out.
"Huh?"
The young man in the brocade robe's expression changed slightly.
The two silver-armored immortal generals were at the Half Step to King Realm. They were elites in the famous Immortal Sects. But they were knocked out and sent flying back in one blow. The one who attacked them … was at least at the middle or high stage of the King Realm, or even stronger.
"Who are you? How dare you go against the Rain Tingling Family?"
The young man in the brocade robe said coldly.
His voice was like thunder, rippling in the sky. The air waves were tangible and roaring toward the depths of the manor.
"Haha, so what?"
That voice resounded once more, yet it was different from before. As the sound of the Dao reverberated, layers of translucent airflow surged in the air, and it surged over to collide with the sound wave of the young man in embroidered robes in midair. As soon as it came into contact, it dispersed the latter, and it was like an enormous wave slapping onto a table as it smashed down towards the young man in embroidered robes.
"What?"
The young man in the brocade robe's slanted eyes flashed with a trace of seriousness.
He waved his right hand, and a sword light flashed.
The transparent airflow of the sound waves was split into two pieces. The left and right sides were slapped and then quickly dissipated.
"Who are you? Please show yourself. "
His right palm pressed on the handle of the umbrella. It was the standard starting stance of the [Oblique Wind and Drizzle One Thousand and One Hundred Forms] of the Rain Listening Clan's [Oblique Wind and Drizzle]. Layers of misty moisture had already spread around his body. There was no rain in the air, but everyone could hear the sound of heavy rain.
"People from the Immortal Sects are used to being domineering. They have to change."
The voice sounded again.
A short-haired young man in a white Li Ning sportswear and sneakers walked out from the depths of the manor, holding the hand of a little girl who looked like a porcelain doll. With each step, he flashed. In a few steps, he had already arrived in front of Wang Shiwu, protecting the people who had not yet recovered from the shock.
"Who are you?" The young man in the brocade robe frowned.
The opponent's True Essence cultivation is clearly only at the King Realm, so how did he manage to counterattack with that sound wave just now?
The man who showed up was, of course, Li Mu.
Coincidentally, he was in the manor today, teaching Wang Tomato martial arts.
"Who are you?" Holding Wang Tutao's hand, Li Mu looked her up and down and said, "I've heard that Young Master Tingyu, the future leader of the Tingyu Family, died suddenly in the wild forest. Until now, the murderer has not been found. Humph, who are you? How dare you bring people to Baoji City to stir up trouble?"
"How dare you! This is the master of our Rain Listening Clan's Monsoon Palace. How dare a mere mortal like you mock our Rain Listening Clan in such a tone? Are you tired of living?"
A Silver-armored Divine General bellowed.
The death of Young Master Ting Yu had already spread throughout the Famed Mountain World and the mortal world. It had become a joke. The reputation of the Young Master Ting Yu had been damaged because of this. Every expert of the Rain Tribe was holding in their anger. They were especially sensitive and could not stand this kind of tone. They could not stand people mentioning Young Master Ting Yu's death.
Li Mu laughed and said, "The master of the Rain Palace? I've never heard of you. I've already said that no outside forces in Baoji City are allowed to act presumptuously and commit crimes. You trash from the immortal sect not only broke into my manor but also hurt people. You can all stay here. Today, none of you can leave. "
The young man in the brocade robe suddenly asked, "Are you that Li Mu?"
He finally recognized him.
Li Mu said, "Yes, it's me."
"Hahahaha, good, very good, very good." The young man in the brocade robe laughed, his eyes narrowed into slits, and there was a faint glow of eagerness in them. He said, "It's really a case of wearing out iron shoes in fruitless searching, only to find what you're looking for by chance. You didn't die in the Gate of Ancient Ancestors but came back alive. Haha, I heard that you got a key to the Gate of Immortality. Li Mu, if you know what's good for you, you'd better hand over the key. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless and cruel."
Hearing that, Li Mu shook his head and sighed, saying, "The Young Master Ting Yu is also one of the six God Clans of the Heavenly Court. I didn't expect that you have declined to this extent. I'm afraid that the other five clans have already excluded you. How pitiful."
This man didn't even know the inside story of the battle of the Ancient Ancestors. He thought that he had died in the battle and believed the smoke released by the other clans. It could be seen that he had been deceived by the other clans. In this case, the status of the Rain Tribe among the six clans was very subtle. Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that Young Master Ting Yu and dozens of experts of the Rain Tribe were killed in the wilderness.
From this, it could be seen that the God Clans of the Heavenly Court were not united.
The moment he said that, he immediately touched the sore spot of the Rain Tribe.
"How dare you!" Palace Master Ji Yu was immediately furious. "You are just a lowly mortal. What do you know? How dare you make irresponsible remarks here and judge the power of the Immortal Realm … Today, I will kill you. Go to hell! "
The umbrella in his hand, with a twist of the handle, instantly turned into a gorgeous thin sword. It was soft but extremely sharp. The sword light was like the blurred autumn rain, dreamy and illusory, with a kind of indescribable strange power, stabbing at Li Mu.
This sword contained the intent of a peak King Level Expert.
But Li Mu just casually raised his hand, pinched the tip of the sword, and shook his wrist.
The majestic power surged along the sword.
Crack, crack.
In an instant, all the bones in Palace Master Ji Yu's arm were crushed like mud.
"Ah, ah, ah …" A shrill scream burst out of Palace Master Ji Yu's mouth.
He was in a high position and had great strength, so he had never suffered such a terrible injury. One of his arms was instantly turned into mud, and his handsome face suddenly twisted.
"Palace Master!"
"Save the Palace Master …"
The Divine Generals of the Rain Tribe rushed up without regard for their own safety.
Li Mu waved his hand.
Bang, bang, bang!
All the Divine Generals of the Cloud Tribe were sent flying.
With a backhand slap, Palace Master Ji Yu, who was squealing like a pig being butchered, spun out like a spinning top. Then, Li Mu said, "No wonder among the six tribes, the Rain Tribe is in decline. Their own successor was also killed in the wild forest. You are indeed a bunch of idiots. With your willpower and cultivation, how dare you talk nonsense about seizing the key to the Immortal Palace? You are not even one percent of the successors of the other tribes, idiot! "
He completely crushed the people of the Rain Tribe with a wave of his hand.
"I've said that anyone who dares to commit murder and make trouble in Baoji City will be killed. But, since you didn't kill anyone today, I'll leave an arm for each of you. Get out of here."
Li Mu sat down on a chair and picked up the yogurt that his little disciple, Wang Tomato, handed to him.
"You … Li Mu, you are just a mortal. How dare you treat the elders of the immortal sects like this? Aren't you afraid that your family and friends will be implicated? You …" A Silver-armored Immortal General roared and pulled out his sword.
Before his voice died away —
Swoosh!
A wisp of broadsword light appeared.
The Immortal General was beheaded directly.
"I hate it when people threaten me." Li Mu drank the yogurt and said, "Arm or life, you choose."
Palace Master Ji Yu held his broken arm, his face gloomy. Even if he had thousands of plots and schemes, in the face of Li Mu's frighteningly powerful strength, he could not put them to use. The situation was not in his favor, so he could only suppress the thousands of venomous thoughts of revenge in his heart and said, "Li Mu, we can retreat today, but you have to cut off one of our own arms. Don't go too far."
Li Mu sat on the chair, drank the yogurt, and said slowly, "Too far? Do you take my words as a joke? Hehe, I never joke about what I said. No matter you are a peddler or an expert from an immortal sect, as long as you break the rules I set in Baoji City, you have to pay the price. I'm already very merciful by only cutting off one of your arms. If any of you say one more word, it won't just be a matter of one arm. "
Palace Master Ji Yu gnashed his teeth in anger.
The other Immortal Generals and experts of the Rain Tribe were also fuming with anger.
But in the end, they didn't dare to say another word and obediently cut off one of their arms.
"Get out of here."
Li Mu waved his hand impatiently.
Hundreds of wisps of broadsword intent flowed out and directly cut off the Cold Water Ropes that tied all the disciples of the manor. Seeing that, the Immortal Generals of the Rain Tribe were distressed. These magic instruments were also the property of the sect. If one of them was damaged, there would be one less. But so many of them were damaged at one time … This time, they really went for wool and came home shorn.
After a few steps, Li Mu suddenly pointed at the short-haired middle-aged man and said, "Who are you? You are not a member of the Rain Tribe. Why are you with them? "
"This … I …" The man looked flustered and stammered.
Wang Shiwu suddenly said, "This man is the president of the Cultivators' Association. He has been missing for many days. It turns out that he has joined the immortal sects."
Li Mu said, "It turns out that he is a mortal cultivator. It's a pity to cut off one arm." “
The president breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that.
Holding the empty yogurt box in his hand, Li Mu suddenly understood something. He said, "You found out that Wang Yanyi saved Shi Wu, didn't you? You instigated the Rain Tribe to make trouble in Baoji City. You should know that I have been in the Shiyu Manor these days, so you chose this time to kill me with a borrowed knife. You want to kill me with the hands of the immortal sects? What a painstaking effort … Don't go. Leave your life here. "
"What?" As soon as the president heard that, his face changed dramatically. He turned around and fled.
Li Mu waved his hand casually.
The broadsword light flashed.
The president's figure instantly split into several irregular pieces in the air and fell to the ground.
Li Mu looked at the people of the Rain Tribe and said, "I suddenly remember what you just said. Everyone who knows Wang Yanyi will be caught and killed. Humph, what a coincidence! I happen to be Wang Yanyi's friend. So, the Rain Tribe will fight with me to death? "
The people of the Rain Tribe, including Palace Master Ji Yu, did not dare to say a word.
"Send a message for me. The people of the Immortal Sect had better behave themselves when they arrive at the foot of Mount Qinling. Otherwise, it won't be just a matter of losing an arm next time … If anyone is dissatisfied, come to Randeng Temple and find … Well, Senior Yu."
Li Mu said.
The people of the Rain Tribe left with shame and hatred.
If this matter was spread out, the Rain Tribe would undoubtedly become a joke again.
Sure enough, in just a few days, this battle spread in a certain range.
At the same time, a purple-gold invitation was sent to the Randeng Temple.
"The Immortal and Demon Conference?"
Li Mu looked at the invitation and then at the old faker, saying, "What do you mean? You want me to attend this Immortal and Demon Conference on your behalf? It will be held in the Golden Platform Taoist Temple, in Baoji City … Well, in ten days, the time is not bad. But, what on earth does this Immortal and Demon Conference mean? "
"All the major divine departments, the great lineages, the demon gods, and the cyan fox god who raped you will all show up. The two sides have reached a compromise. Hehe, you go and watch the show on my behalf. You can come back with the name of the Immortal Palace." The old faker said with a wretched look, "Maybe you can continue your relationship. Remember to collect Yin to nourish Yang."
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