On a small road in Qingfeng Valley, Zhang Mu and Liu Li were walking slowly side by side.
"Muzi, do you think Su Liu's words are reliable?"
Zhang Mu wiped his nose and said with a smile: "We are inseparable. Besides, does he have the leisure to tease us?"
Just now, Zhang Mu agreed to Su Liu's request and agreed to wait for an opportunity to find time to kill Li Yun after he was promoted to the inner disciple competition. Of course, Su Liu would also give a lot, otherwise he would not agree to such a dangerous thing.
Liu Li turned the folding fan in his hand and said, "Yes, that's right."
Just as the two of them were walking on the path, a loud shout came from in front of them.
"Do it."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Mu quickly pulled out the Black Iron Sword and put into a defensive posture very quickly.
Liu Li was not idle either. He suddenly opened the folding fan in his hand and looked at the two people who jumped out in front of him with great vigilance.
The two people in front of me were covered with black scarves and wearing tight-fitting black shirts. It was obvious that they came with the purpose of destroying the corpses and eliminating traces.
Zhang Mu squinted his eyes and said: "You two, I have no grudges against you in the past, and I have no grudges in the recent days. What do you mean?"
One of the men in black said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense and save your life today."
Zhang Mu frowned because he couldn't tell what kind of cultivation these two people had.
There are only two possibilities for this. The first is that these two people are worldly people and don't know any kung fu at all.
But the action he just made clearly shows that he is a very capable person.
Then there is only the second possibility, these two people are monks from Qingfeng Valley.
Because even if the disciples of other sects had offended the monks outside, it would be impossible to kill them in Qingfeng Valley, not to mention that they had never met him.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu said calmly: "Are you Lu Wei's people?"
After hearing this, one of the men in black laughed and took off his black scarf, revealing Rushan's true name.
After seeing his appearance clearly, Liu Li pointed with his hand and said, "Yes, he is the person who followed Lu Wei that day."
Hearing this, Zhang Mu finally understood. These two people came to kill him.
If that's the case, it would be really troublesome.
Thinking about the fact that these two monks are not low in cultivation, both of them are at the fourth or fifth level of Qi refining stage, which is where Zhang Mu and the two can resist.
"You two, didn't you know that you had nothing to do with killing me in Qingfeng Valley and that you couldn't escape?"
"Haha... Boy, you are a bit arrogant." One of them said harshly: "Don't worry, I will deal with you, I will burn you to ashes. I guarantee that not a hair will be seen."
After saying that, as if to demonstrate, a burst of firepower emitted from the palm of his hand, slowly forming a ball of fire.
"Ah...Li Zi, please go quickly."
Zhang Mu pushed Liu Li away, raised his sword and killed the first person.
Liu Li gritted his teeth when he saw it. After all, he was not motivated and turned around and ran towards the back.
Then the two men in black looked at each other, and the killer who took off his mask said, "Leave this to me, you can handle that one."
"Fart, you two come together." After saying that, the sword body condensed golden spiritual power.
"Oh, no wonder you are so arrogant, it turns out that you can condense golden spiritual power." Then he turned around and said: "You go, I will do this kid."
The man nodded and rushed past Zhang Mu in an instant.
Zhang Mu was willing to let him go with his sword, and shouted angrily: "Leave it to me." As he said that, the black iron sword full of golden spiritual power fell hard.
The man shouted in a cold voice: "Damn it, you're looking for death." After saying that, a cone of soil formed in the palm of his hand and he threw it towards Zhang Mu.
"ah..."
Zhang Mu suddenly sheathed his sword and laid it in front of him. He stared at the clay cone that was coming at him, and the sweat on his head immediately started to flow down.
Suddenly, Zhang Mu struck at the soil cone.
During the contact, Zhang Mu felt a pain in his arm, his chest felt tight, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Uh...ahem..."
Zhang Mu sat up holding his chest and saw one of them running out very fast.
"Your uncle... ahem..."
"Hey~ boy, how does it taste?"
Zhang Mu stared at him and said, "Okay, since you want to kill me, you can do it." After saying that, he swallowed his saliva, and it was obvious that he was really a little scared now.
There is no one who is not afraid of death, especially Zhang Mu, a time traveler.
The world in the previous life was as peaceful as possible. If you want to truly integrate into the world of immortality, it may take a long time to practice.
Zhang Mu was really scared.
Because he felt afraid of this person, especially the aura he exuded, as if he could crush him to death in seconds.
Seeing the God of Death approaching step by step, Zhang Mu retreated along the grass, only stopping when he hit the big tree behind him.
Swallowing his saliva, he watched the God of Death approaching without blinking.
"Oh my god, you want me to die like this? Then why did you bring me here?" Zhang Mu thought to himself.
Seeing Zhang Mu's expression, the man touched his chin and said, "Boy, don't blame me. It's your fault for offending someone you shouldn't have offended."
Before Zhang Mu could speak, he saw this man condensing a ball of fire and hitting Zhang Mu at high speed.
"Ah..." Zhang Mu cried out while holding his head.
"Stab" sound.
I heard this person say warily: "Ah...who?"
When Zhang Mu heard that there was a situation and did not feel any discomfort, he quickly opened his eyes. He saw this man looking around with a vigilant expression.
"Good timing." Thinking of this, Zhang Mu clenched the Black Iron Sword and stood up suddenly. He shouted: "Jin Ling, Broken Sword Style."
Immediately, the Black Iron Sword emitted a strong and fierce aura, frightening the man to the point of trembling.
But before he could dodge, Zhang Mu struck him on the head with a sword.
Immediately, blood splattered on Zhang Mu's face, making it warm and sticky.
He wiped it on his face, swallowed his saliva, looked at the killer on the ground, and couldn't help but murmured: "Dead?"
It was surprising enough. I don’t know who secretly helped me, which gave me the opportunity to take action.
If you really attack in front of this person, I'm afraid that before the sword technique is used, you will be lying on the ground.
Suddenly, Zhang Mu heard a soft sound.
"Ha... I really can't tell." A woman in purple clothes in the woods laughed.
Zhang Mu turned around and saw the woman in purple walking in the woods, heading deeper into the woods.
"is her."
That's right, it was the woman who gave him the five-color stone in the Tibetan Pavilion. She never expected that she would save her life here.
Thinking of this, I shouted loudly: "Thank you..."
"No, Lizi." As he said this, he took off the man's storage bag and chased him in the direction Liu Li was running.
Shan said that after Liu Li ran out, he ran straight towards Su Liu's wooden house.
After all, this place is not only close to Su Liu's place.
Others may not help him even if they see him. You must know that Lu Wei's status in Qingfeng Valley is not low. Who would offend Lu Wei in order to help Zhang Mu?
But when Liu Li was running away, he saw the killer leaping up and flying. A faint wind force came out of his body, and he landed very smoothly in front.
"Ah..." The sudden appearance of the man in black scared Liu Li and took a few steps back.
"Huh~ Want to run? There's no way." As he said this, without giving Liu Li a chance, he turned over the handle and patted the storage bag, and a long sword appeared in his hand.
When Liu Li saw him stabbing him, he quickly opened the folding fan, and a burst of righteousness burst out.
There was only a snapping sound, and Liu Li's muffled groan came out again.
Looking at Liu Li lying on the ground, his hand covering his chest, a lot of blood was already flowing out.
Fast. Not only was it astonishingly fast, even the momentum was not something Liu Li could resist.
"Go to hell." After saying that, the man in black raised his sword and slashed at Liu Li.
Liu Li sighed and slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the moment when the head fell to the ground.
At this moment, a familiar voice appeared next to his ear.
"Golden Spirit, Broken Sword Style."
Immediately afterwards, there was a snapping sound.
Liu Li quickly opened his eyes and saw the man in black throwing away the dagger in his hand without thinking and kicking Zhang Mu on the chest.
"Uh..." Zhang Mu grunted and flew out backwards.
"Makiko."
Liu Li stood up suddenly, punched the folding fan in his hand, and slashed towards the man in black.
The man in black snorted coldly, and struck Liu Li's chest with a palm of earth-yellow spiritual energy, and he was immediately thrown out like a kite with its string broken.
The man in black stopped his hand, looked at Zhang Mu coldly and thought: "The sword technique this boy performed was so weird, he actually broke my top-level mortal weapon. Don't let him stay."
Thinking of this, the man in black jumped up suddenly and hit three soil cones at Zhang Mu's place.
"Holy shit, it's your uncle's fault. Cough cough..." Before he could finish his words, Zhang Mu coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Seeing that the awl was about to be stabbed down, Zhang Mu gritted his teeth unwillingly and shouted angrily: "Damn it, I'll fight you."
Zhang Muqiang stood up and held the sword in one hand across his chest, just in time to block the attack of three earth cones.
“Bang bang bang”
"Click"
"puff"
There were three sounds of the impact of earth awls, a sound of breaking a black iron sword, and the sound of Zhang Mu being hit in the chest and vomiting blood.
"Muzi..." Liu Li shouted weakly.
Zhang Mu shook his head, and just in time to hear Liu Li's voice, he fainted with a smile.
Look at the small red cauldron on his neck sliding out, and it happened to be touched by the blood from the corner of Zhang Mu's mouth, and was instantly absorbed into it.
After the man in black saw it, he suddenly opened his hand, sucked the dagger into his hand, and threw it fiercely at Zhang Mu.
Just when the dagger was about to stab him, he saw the small crimson cauldron flying up suddenly and emitting light, intercepting the dagger.
The man in black was surprised: "Ah...how could this happen?"
Although he was surprised by the scene in front of him, the man in black knew that he could not delay any longer.
Now that this kid can run back, it means that his person has missed, or has been killed by this kid.
"Hiss... This kid is too weird to keep." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the red cauldron let out a dragon roar.
After hearing the sound, the man in black suddenly stopped and murmured: "Dragon Roar! Forget it, it's not worth it." After saying that, he turned around and disappeared into the woods.
After the man in black left, the small tripod slowly disappeared and fell back to the ground. There was nothing strange about it at all.
Liu Li is really stupid, what does this mean? Why are the men in black so afraid of Xiao Ding, and what can Xiao Ding be?
Although I can't figure out what's going on, I still have to look at Zhang Mu's situation.
Liu Li came to Zhang Mu, gritting his teeth to endure the sword wound on his chest, not to mention how pale his face was.
"Muzi, let's go." He said, leading Zhang Mu into the woods.