If Xiao Zhan, the Wild Lion, had been given another chance, he would never have attacked Li Zhiyuan during the Wulin Sect Competition a year ago. He would never have sent people to hunt down Li Zhiyuan and the others and tortured and killed the former head of the Tiandao Sect and dozens of disciples of the Tiandao Sect.
Why did he intentionally target Li Zhiyuan and the others from the Tiandao Sect?
In a trance, he remembered that it seemed that his son was unhappy with Li Zhiyuan, so he wanted to mercilessly play with one of the top ten young experts in the Northern Wilderness Region.
But the problem was, why did his son, who had always been ambitious and disdainful of fighting for fame, suddenly become like a playboy and had to use this method to play tricks on Li Zhiyuan? With his son's strength at that time, even if he did not use the White Lotus Saintess Dongfang Qinghong to poison him, he could easily defeat Li Zhiyuan in the arena.
What was the purpose of that?
Xiao Zhan suddenly felt that since five years ago, he suddenly did not understand his son at all. He did not know what his son was doing at all. The rapid growth of the Four Seas Sect in recent years was also because of his son secretly adding fuel to the fire. But it seemed that he, as the Sect Master, was superfluous most of the time.
"No, don't kill me …" A middle-aged man covered in blood pushed Xiao Zhan away, stumbled, and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy. "Young Master Li, Young Hero Li, I'm not from the Four Seas Sect. I'm the leader of the Bright Jade Gang. I'm just here to watch the show. Don't kill me. The Bright Jade Gang is willing to follow Young Master Li from now on!"
This man was an expert in the Eight Realms, and his aura was not weak. That was why he could survive the chaotic battle just now. But he was also scared out of his wits, and his martial spirit directly collapsed.
Li Mu shook his head. "Watch the show? Then you seem to be standing in the wrong place. "
The knife light flashed.
He killed them all.
He had already given them a chance.
Not everyone's pleading when they were at the end of their rope was worth being soft-hearted.
"Butcher, you butcher! Li Zhiyuan, you've already become a demon …" Another survivor, the sect master of the Mountain Woodcutter Sect, brandished his axes and rushed over with a ferocious expression. He was also one of the accomplices of the Four Seas Divine Sect.
The knife light flashed.
Figures intertwined.
Plop.
The Shan Qiao Sect's Sect Master staggered forward and fell to his knees with a thud, finally collapsing into a pool of his own blood.
When the onlookers saw this scene, they felt as if their hearts were being hammered again and again. They felt like they were suffocating.
Bright Jade Sect Master and Shan Qiao Sect Master were both famous level-eight powerhouses. They were famous powerhouses in the Northern Wilderness Region, but in front of Li Zhiyuan, they were slaughtered like bugs.
Such a scene was too shocking.
One slash.
Another slash.
The last few experts in the Eighth Realm around Xiao Zhan the Wild Lion were killed by Li Mu one by one without any mercy.
The spectators of the Jianghu did not find it hard to accept. In this world where there were only warriors and sects, such things happened all the time. Revenge in the Jianghu was to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots. In the beginning, Li Zhiyuan had given them ten breaths of time, but they did not cherish it. It was clear that they wanted to stand on the side of the Four Seas Divine Sect. In the end, they had to pay the price for their choice.
The only difference was that this time, the people who died were too important, and they were too famous. It was just too frightening to tell others.
"Well, well, the new generation drives the old one, and the old one falls on the beach. Li Zhiyuan, today, you win." Xiao Zhan the Wild Lion laughed bitterly.
He suddenly remembered the past when he started the Four Seas Gang from scratch. At that time, there were many brothers who went through thick and thin with him, and many subordinates who followed him from the beginning and entrusted their lives to him. He did not know when the Four Seas Gang had become the Four Seas Divine Sect, and he had also changed from the leader of the Four Seas Divine Sect who fought every battle without regard for his own safety to the high and mighty Sect Master of the Four Seas Divine Sect who was greedy for pleasure and lost his drive.
He struggled to look back at the collapsed gate behind him. Through the gate, he saw the helpless and frightened expressions on the faces and eyes of the ordinary members of the Four Seas Divine Sect. Suddenly, he was filled with infinite emotions.
"Does every ambitious man in Jianghu at the end of his life have the same sorrow?"
"Li Zhiyuan, take my head. You've also slaughtered all the experts of the Four Seas Divine Church and above. As for the ordinary members of the church, let them off. They are no longer a threat to you."
Xiao Zhan the Wild Lion said with a wry smile.
"Okay."
Li Mu took a step forward and directly brandished his broadsword.
The broadsword light was like the morning dew under the morning sun, fully displaying the essence of the Morning Dew Strike.
Xiao Zhan turned into a cloud of blood mist and directly exploded, leaving no bones. Under the morning sun, it formed a rainbow with a bloody smell.
Li Mu wiped the blood on the White Cloud Green Water Broadsword with his lapel and put it back into the sheath.
The horrible murderous intent and suffocating pressure finally dissipated at this moment.
Li Mu turned around and left.
He did not chase after those ordinary members of the Four Seas Divine Sect, which could be considered as agreeing to the last request of Xiao Zhan the Wild Lion.
…
"What? You want us to move out? "Shen Jia looked at steward Wei and said," What do you mean? Didn't Master pay you enough for the room? "
"That's not it." Steward Wei's face was cold as he said, "It's just that my boss simply doesn't want you to live here anymore, so please pack up your things and leave as soon as possible."
Shen Jia sneered and said, "It's the first time that I've heard of an inn that drives out its guests. Steward Wei, do you think that my master will definitely lose the battle in the Four Seas Divine Sect today, so you dare to drive me and my sister away with such an attitude?"
Steward Wei smiled faintly and said, "In Wulin, it's really hard to tell who will win and who will lose until the last moment … However, this is not important. What matters is that you and your sister leave here as soon as possible."
Shen Jia was furious. He wanted to say something, but Shen Xiaoyue, who was beside him, hurriedly stopped her brother.
Shen Jia took a deep breath and said, "Alright, let's move out. However, Steward Wei, I hope that you can still smile when my master returns."
Steward Wei smiled faintly and said, "Little brother, not everyone is so lucky every time. You'll understand this in the future … By the way, there's still some balance in the deposit that your master paid. Follow me to the accounts room to withdraw it, lest outsiders say that the Cloud Inn embezzled the deposit and room money of others."
Shen Jia's face darkened and he said, "Alright."
He followed Steward Wei all the way to the accounts room and collected the remaining deposit. After receiving some compensation from the Cloud Inn, he returned to his room and continued to pack up.
"Sister, put the new clothes and gadgets that Teacher bought in the box. Perhaps we have to buy a new carriage. Teacher has really bought too many things recently … Sister?"
He packed up his things in the outer room of the suite and said a few words, but he did not get a response from Shen Xiaoyue.
A bad feeling rose in his heart. Shen Jia rushed to the inner room and found that his sister, Shen Xiaoyue, who was still packing her things in the room, had disappeared.
"What happened?"
He rushed out of the room and looked around, but he did not find his sister, Shen Xiaoyue. Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong. He happened to see Steward Wei passing by with some people, so he grabbed him and asked, "Where is my sister?"
Steward Wei looked at Shen Jia and said, "Isn't she packing in the room?"
"My sister is missing. You must have deliberately sent me away and kidnapped my sister, right? Tell me, did you do it? "Shen Jia's mind gradually became clear.
Steward Wei smiled and said, "Little brother, which eye of yours saw me kidnap your sister? The Cloud Inn is open for business. You will scare my guests by talking nonsense like this. "
Shen Jia said angrily, "It must be you, Shen. You know Mrs. Gao from the House of Red Sleeves. It must be her who asked you to kidnap her, right?"
Steward Wei's face suddenly darkened. He said, "Little guy, I gave you a chance, but you insisted on making trouble here. Guards, beat him out of here."
…
…
Li Mu was on the way back to the inn.
No one dared to follow him.
In less than two hours, he had killed hundreds of experts in the Seventh Realm and Ninth Realm. His murderous aura was almost tangible. Even the most lively people did not dare to approach Li Mu.
On the street, there was not a single person.
The wind blew, swirling a few withered leaves.
It was the time of the transition between spring and summer. Why would there be yellow withered leaves?
Li Mu stopped, and an inexplicable expression appeared on his face.
The street in front of him was only a mile from the Four Seas Temple to the Cloud Inn. According to the distance calculation on Earth, it was not even a thousand meters. He had already walked more than half of the distance, but when he looked around, he could only see the wind and sand, and could not see the end. It was as if there was no end.
Formation?
Illusion?
Li Mu's lips curled up slightly.
What was supposed to come had finally come.
"I wonder which senior from the Xuantian Cloud Palace has come. Why don't you show yourself?" Li Mu stood where he was and said calmly.
In the Xuantian Holy City, only the Northern Wilderness Region's number one divine sect, the Xuantian Cloud Palace, could do this. After being quiet for a few days, the number one faction in the Northern Wilderness Region finally decided to make a move.
"Li Zhiyuan, do you know your crime?"
An ancient voice sounded, drifting in the air. It changed directions several times in an instant, making it impossible to determine the exact location.
Li Mu said, "I don't know."
"Arrogant." The ancient voice was furious. "For hundreds of years, anyone who insulted the envoy of the Xuantian Cloud Palace had to pay the price. You are no exception. Even if you are the youngest genius in the history of the Northern Wilderness Region to reach the Tenth God Despair, you have to lower your head in front of the Xuantian Cloud Palace."
Li Mu laughed. "If you want me to lower my head, then show me the ability to do so. Just talking is too funny."
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