Facing Yang Mu's ridicule, no one answered. As long as Yang Mu is defeated, then as the winner, he can easily control the right to speak. When the time comes, it will not be too late to speak again.
Whoosh!
The old man behind him had the most astonishing speed, and the long sword in his hand was glowing with cold light. Although it was not a peerless sword like Chi Xiao and Cheng Ying, it was also unusual.
"Boy, you still don't admit defeat? Do you really want me to pierce you with my sword?"
The old man shouted angrily in a cold voice. He only planned to teach Yang Mu a lesson and did not really want to kill Yang Mu.
Seeing that Yang Mu didn't admit defeat at such a critical juncture, he sneered secretly, did this kid really think that he didn't dare to take action? Although it wouldn't cost him his life, what's the point of letting him see some blood and suffer some pain?
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In the flash of lightning, the tip of the sword was less than 10 centimeters away from Yang Mu.
Bang!
Before the old man realized what was going on, he felt severe pain in his hand and the sword flew out of his hand.
Yang Mu turned around and kicked out, hitting the old man's wrist and abdomen one after another. He kicked the opponent away and reached out to catch the old man's sword.
The long sword danced, and several cold rays flew in front of him and were knocked to the ground.
Several unsharpened knives fell to the ground!
Although it has not been sharpened yet, if he is hit, he will not lose his life at most, and injuries are inevitable.
"What a terrifying reaction speed! Such exquisite swordsmanship!"
The woman who fired the concealed weapon was taken aback. Fortunately, before Yang Mu could rush over, attacks from several others had already followed, giving Yang Mu no time to breathe.
"If I were alone, I would be defeated by him in an instant, but with so many of us joining forces, I don't believe we can defeat this young boy!"
With this thought in mind, the woman flicked her wrist and a small knife came out of her cuff and was held in her hand.
This time, she pounced directly on Yang Mu, like a strong female leopard, with swift and fierce movements.
Yang Mu raised his head, and a palm falling from the sky had already reached the top of his head.
He stretched out his left hand and grasped the other person's wrist.
"Thundering Wave Palm!"
The short middle-aged man who launched the attack from above let out a long roar.
Naturally, it wasn't something wrong with him that he had to call out the name of the palm technique before doing it, but traditional martial arts paid great attention to the spirit, energy, and spirit. Many ancient warriors liked to use angry shouts or roars to explode their whole body's strength, so that the spirit, energy, and spirit could be integrated into one in an instant.
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As he roared angrily, the aura on his body became even sharper.
He changed his moves in an instant, and struck out with both hands one after another. The sonic boom sounded like thunder exploding one after another, setting off a strong wind, and the shadows of his palms continued, like a powerful wave that was about to overwhelm Yang Mu.
"Yes, he is much stronger than that guy at the beginning. His destructive power is no worse than him, and he can also use tricks and tricks at will, so he can be considered very skillful." Yang Mu said.
The short middle-aged man showed a proud expression, but he saw that the opponent's palm was like a dragon in the wave, passing directly through the palm shadow and still grabbing his wrist!
"You——" The short middle-aged man was horrified to death.
Yang Mu did not rely on skills to bypass the palm shadows, but tore his palm shadows apart with incomparable brutality.
In short, he just withstood his offensive. His palm hit Yang Mu's hand several times, and he only felt the surging airflow on the surface of Yang Mu's skin. Most of the strength was removed, and the remaining strength was basically against him.
Yang Mu can't do any harm!
Before he could shout out the frightened and angry voice, he was thrown away by Yang Mu and just hit the woman who had started to use the hidden weapon and rushed towards Yang Mu.
Bang!
There was a bang and two screams of pain, and the middle-aged man and the woman fell to the ground together.
I originally thought that it would be easy for the eight of them to join forces to deal with Yang Mu, but they never expected that the other party would be able to deal with half of it in an instant, and the rest of them would be worried in their hearts.
But the matter has come to this, so we can only bite the bullet and continue to take action.
A sword light flashed!
The remaining people all stopped and their faces were pale. At the same time, they stretched out their hands to touch their necks and found scarlet blood.
There was a bloody mark on all their necks. Fortunately, it was just a cut of flesh, otherwise, their lives would have been hard to save!
"Do you want to continue?"
Yang Mu looked at the few people who were too scared to move and asked with a smile.
The sword light just now scared everyone's courage. How dare they continue? No one answered, they all stared at Yang Mu blankly, as if they were looking at a monster.
Not only the people who were sparring with Yang Mu, but also Xiang Yuan, Long Qi, and the crowd watching the excitement were all in unspeakable shock!
Although the eight people who fought against Yang Mu were all accustomed to being pampered, they were all solid fourth-grade innates. When they were young, they had experienced countless fights, and none of them was good.
Each of their stories is enough to be called a legend by ordinary people.
What's the result?
The eight "Nantianmen" legends joined forces, but they were so vulnerable in front of Yang Mu!
In less than a minute, they were all defeated!
"Grandmaster! Are you the ancient martial arts grandmaster?"
The old man who had his sword snatched away by Yang Mu got up from the ground, looked at Yang Mu and said angrily:
"You are definitely not a fourth-grade innate! No matter how powerful a fourth-grade innate is, there is a limit. At least it is impossible to completely crush us purely in terms of speed and reaction. You are an ancient martial arts master!"
When everyone heard this, their hearts were shocked again.
Xiang Yuan's eyes were round and he stared at Yang Mu closely. He glanced at Long Qi beside him, his eyes filled with ecstasy.
"I have never said that I am a fourth-grade innate." Yang Mu said.
In everyone's ears, these words were tantamount to admitting that he was an ancient martial arts master!
The people present had all seen the world, and it was not that they had never seen an ancient martial arts master before, but a young ancient martial arts master like Yang Mu was enough to make them dumbfounded.
"Grandmaster! No wonder. I am convinced that I lost to you!"
The woman who was good at using hidden weapons got up from the ground and breathed a sigh of relief. It was not a shame to lose to a grandmaster together.
"How old are you? Do you just look young, but are actually over thirty years old?" someone couldn't help but ask.
Yang Mu naturally understands the truth that anything beautiful in Lin Feng will be destroyed. The secrets in his body are too amazing. Even though his current strength is not what it used to be, if anyone knows about it, he still can't keep it!
Maybe, he will eventually be captured and used as a guinea pig for research!
He is cautious by nature and said: "It's not over 30 yet, but it's not far away."
"No matter how close you are, you are still less than thirty! There are no grandmasters under the age of 30, but that is all in the past! How dare you think that today's younger generation actually has such legendary geniuses?"
"For ancient martial arts masters under the age of 30, if they continue to grow at this speed, their future will be extremely bright. It's ridiculous that I have half a foot in the coffin. There is no hope of becoming a master in this life."
"They are not talking big words, nor are they overestimating their capabilities or being brainless. In the final analysis, it is because we take things for granted, or in other words, are short-sighted!"
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Several senior officials of "Nantianmen" were even more disappointed than if they were defeated by Yang Mu. Yang Mu was not yet 30 years old, but his current achievements were already difficult for them to catch up with in their lifetime!
Long Qi took a deep breath to calm down. She turned to look at her adoptive father, Xiang Yuan.
Then he saw Xiang Yuan, still staring at Yang Mu.
"I checked Yang Mu, and my adoptive father also read his information, and I know his real age, but it is only 23! I have heard of grandmasters under 30 years old, but I have never heard of grandmasters under 25 years old!"