Meng Ran's face tightened, his eyes stared at Qin Mu, his eyes shining brightly, and there was no sick look just now.

Although he is already a top-notch master in the Jiuzhou realm, Qin Mu is still not enough to see. Qin Mu looked at him and knew that the essence, blood and true energy in his body had already lost most of his life. If he could survive until now, he would probably have to endure torture that ordinary people could not bear.

Otherwise, no martial arts master would look so sick.

If Qin Muwei was good, I am afraid that Meng Ran had practiced martial arts that were eager to succeed in order to avenge his revenge, so that he could earn such a reputation in just a few years.

This is not the remains of the seven major sects, it is obviously a waste material that has reached its end.

No wonder he has such a famous reputation in the world, but he is still alone and has no power to win over it.

I am afraid that these seven major sects have a way to know what Qin Mu could see.

Thinking of this, Qin Mu looked at Meng Ran with a little regret.

As if angry by the sympathy in Qin Mu's eyes, Meng Ran's face surged with a red glow, and his long arm was handed out, and a sword had already pointed at Qin Mu's jaw.

For example, the sword just now was more than three points faster.

Only then did his voice reach everyone's ears:

"Even if I only have one day, my life is more than a hundred times more precious than that of a mediocre person in the world."

The sword light is extremely thin, but the sword power is extremely powerful.

Like a big river flowing, it never returns.

Qin Mu saw his sword, but his eyes lit up, and he was truly jealous of cherishing talents.

Qin Mu originally thought he was secretly plotted against him, and had just practiced that kind of vicious martial art, but now it seems that when he practiced this martial arts earlier, he could have expected that his remaining life would never exceed ten years.

The Wuhui Sword is probably called Wuhui Sword.

Qin Mu was thinking a lot, but his index finger turned slightly and gently bounced the tip of the sword that was floating like a terrifying geese.

It's hard to tell whether it's the sword light or his fingers are more dazzling.

With a "clang", the sword body was reversed by the force of his fingertips.

Qin Mu's whisper suddenly came to Meng Ran's ear:

"Do you want to see my sword?"

"What?" Before he could hear Qin Mu's words, his hand felt numb and the hilt of the sword came out of his hand.

Qin Mu turned into a phantom, carrying the sword light, and soared into the sky.

It was not until this moment that everyone saw in a daze that there were countless dark clouds gathered above the sky, as if they were about to smash the mountain gate of the Zhenwu Sect.

"Everyone, I have been in Zhenwu for more than a month, so I can't drink it and drink a glass of water and wine."

Qin Muyou's smiling voice sounded above their heads. Meng Ran looked up and found that there were countless soldiers in silver helmets and silver armor standing above the dark clouds, thousands, but there was no sound.

Qin Mu turned into a stream of light, rushing straight towards the clouds.

I heard that there seemed to be hundreds of big drums above the sky, and the sound shook the Jiuzhou. Even the depths of the ocean outside the Jiuzhou were also surging.

Only a cold voice came from the clouds:

"Respecting the Tao and the Dharma, respectfully invite the Master Qin of Zhenwu Sect in the lower realm."

He was kind to the point, but above the dark clouds, the silver-armored soldiers had already been unsheathed and set up their formations, like Qin Mu surrounded him.

Qin Mu had extraordinary eyesight. Looking up, he found that among the soldiers who seemed to be boundless, some warriors in Taoist robes but with fierce figures saw Qin Mu's eyes. The middle-aged man in the leader even raised the corners of his mouth at him, as if he was extremely disdainful.

Qin Mu knew that someone would be dissatisfied with his sudden appearance, but he didn't know that this group of people was so despicable, and had no intention of selling it himself. Instead, he bewitched the idle people in the world to come to him for trouble. Even the so-called silver-armored soldiers from the Heavenly Court were probably the ones they found directly.

This Xuantian Dao really doesn't even care about it at all.

Qin Mu looked up at the Jiuzhou barrier, and couldn't see anything unusual, but it turned out that the army of heaven who was blocked outside the barrier had already entered so many people, so naturally there was something wrong with his sister.

As the army approached, the stars in the sky began to shine brightly in the daytime.

The dense silver-armored army seemed to have received some blessing, and its momentum was even stronger.

Qin Mu, who surrounded them, felt like he was in the layers of nets, and starlight wrapped him like a silkworm cocoon, and could no longer see him.

Meng Ran and others on the mountain were all stunned, not knowing the situation inside.

Only Linglong and Guisheng were as confident as they were talking and laughing in the same place.

A middle-aged man dressed in black and thin, dressed in a scholar, touched his lips with two beards, his eyes rolled, and he still thought that Qin Mu would not be able to come back. He turned his head and spoke to his subordinate behind him:

"You wait in and clean up my gang's resident."

When Linglong heard this, she suddenly reacted. She spread her sleeves and stood in front of the middle-aged man. Her eyebrows were raised and she shouted, "What are you going to do when you wait?"

The middle-aged scholar smiled and said, "You Zhenwu Sect don't know the number of days and don't understand the general trend. How can you occupy such a good place? Wouldn't you hear about the treasures of things and treasures that are virtuous and you won't let go now?"

Before he could finish his words, he heard someone behind him start to scream, and he was still talking dirty to this beautiful woman who was already a little bit beautiful.

Although Linglong was smart, after passing through such a scene, tears began to spin in her eyes for a moment.

But a figure flashed out, and two big men who were most vocal and unpleasant to hear were pinched by a pair of thick arms, and there was no room for resistance.

Gui Sheng grabbed a strong man with one hand and drew two deep drag marks on the ground. He stood in front of Linglong and said anxiously: "Junior sister, don't cry, senior brother will vent your anger if you catch them."

If he hadn't been holding someone in his hand, he would have been thorning his scalp in distress.

Linglong looked at this anxious senior brother, but the anger in his eyes disappeared.

Linglong's parents died, so how could she not be sad? But she didn't expect that she had been practicing martial arts with her master and senior brother during this period. Her senior brother saw her crying secretly.

I don’t know if Qin Mu had given orders or if Gui Sheng had never seen her crying.

Afterwards, when Linglong was unhappy at all, the senior brother would scratch her head and make her happy. Now that the group of people was hurting people, they naturally hit him.

Linglong was still laughing, but others were already sweating coldly.

Guisheng is still a half-aged child, but almost no one can see his move clearly. Even the few people who saw it clearly were shocked by his arm lifting lightly. For a moment, it was extremely quiet.

At this moment, a breeze suddenly blew.

The wind smells bloody.

and the remaining limbs falling from the sky.
Chapter completed!