The eyes of Jueying King and Guitongren were trembling, and the shock in their hearts was beyond words.
They were right, Liu Mu was a swordsman in the Heavenly Tribulation realm of swords!
Although the difference between the Heavenly Tribulation of Sword and the Realm of Holy Righteousness is only one realm, the gap between them is so vast that even the world cannot describe it.
Even in the holy world, the vast majority of swordsmen are stuck in the ninth level of the holy world.
One is the realm of mortal saints and the other is the realm of the most holy. There is an insurmountable gap between them.
It is no exaggeration to say that even a swordsman of the first level of Heavenly Tribulation of Swords can crush more than ten swordsmen of the ninth level of Holy Righteousness.
This is why King Jueying and Ghost Tongren were so frightened after they realized that Liu Mu was the Heavenly Tribulation Swordsman.
If Liu Mu wants to take action, he can kill both of them with just one hand!
At this time, Zhong Mingyu had a calm face, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
He had already seen that Liu Mu was in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm of Sword, otherwise he would not have allowed the latter to be a witness.
If Liu Mu was not the Heavenly Tribulation Swordsman, Zhong Mingyu would even directly accuse Liu Mu!
"King Jueying, ghosts and humans, now I ask you again, do you still want to regret it?" At this time, Liu Mu smiled coldly, with a chill in his eyes, and said seriously.
"This..." Everyone's eyes trembled and they all took a breath. Everyone could see Liu Mu's threat and murderous intent.
Obviously, if King Jueying and Guitongren regretted their actions, they would force Liu Mu to take action.
And once Liu Mu takes action, their fate will only be one word, death!
Jueying King and Guitong's faces were ashen and extremely ugly, with cold sweat dripping from their foreheads. They stood there stupidly and did not speak for a long time.
Between death and kneeling for three days, do they have a choice?
"King Jue Ying, a man who knows ghosts, answer me!" After a moment, Liu Mu spoke again, his voice like thunder, surging in the void.
The two men, Jueying King and Ghost Tongren, swayed a bit, as if they were struck by lightning, and almost couldn't stand.
"Elder Liu Mu, we can let the two adults think carefully about whether to die or to live." Zhong Mingyu smiled faintly, with a pair of eyes filled with ruthlessness.
"I, I, I want to live, I kneel down!" At this time, a voice rang out, and a swordsman from the Seven Jue Demon Palace screamed in fear and knelt down.
"I, I also want to live, I don't want to die!" Then, another swordsman screamed in fear and knelt on his knees.
Next, figures one after another knelt down one after another.
After a while, only a few of the dozens of swordsmen in Qijue Demon Palace and Ghost Prison Gate were still standing, while the others knelt down.
The crowd was stunned by the scene in front of them, and then burst into laughter.
"I thought you people were so brave, but it turns out you are greedy for life and afraid of death."
"What a devil's palace and a ghost prison, isn't it just as humbling when someone is pressing on your head?"
"Kneel down, kneel down for three days, and apologize to those Haotian Swordsmen who died in your hands!"
"Where are you two?" At this time, Zhong Mingyu spoke up. With extremely gloomy eyes, he looked at Jueying King and Guitongren and said, "Should you live on your knees or die standing up?"
"Kneel down!" King Jueying's eyes trembled, his old face was grim, and he almost spat out one word from between his teeth.
After saying that, his knees sank and he knelt down.
"A real man, capable of bending and stretching!" Guitongren saw this scene, looked up at Liu Mu again, growled, and finally knelt down.ql11
King Jueying and Guitongren knelt down, causing the remaining swordsmen from Qijue Demon Palace and Ghost Prison Gate to waver and kneel down one after another.
Even Jueqing and Guijiaozi also knelt down!
"In my opinion, the tortoise is the one who can bend and stretch!" Seeing this scene, Zhong Mingyu twitched the corner of his mouth and said coldly.
His voice was not loud, but every word he spoke was like the loudest slap in the face, hitting the face of the person in the devil's palace and prison.
"I won't kneel." But at this time, a swordsman from the Qijue Demon Palace did not kneel. He looked up at Zhong Mingyu and said solemnly: "Kill me."
There are dozens of people in the devil's palace and ghost prison, but there is only one person who would rather die than kneel down, so proud!
"If you don't kneel, just stand and live." Zhong Mingyu laughed at this time and said lightly.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, looking confused, suspecting that they heard wrongly.
No one expected that Zhong Mingyu would not kill the standing man.
"Thank you." The man himself was stunned. It took him a long time to react and nodded his thanks, neither humble nor overbearing.
There are many talented swordsmen, but there are very few swordsmen who are truly proud.
This swordsman's pride earned him the right to live.
The other people in the Qijue Demon Palace and the Ghost Prison Gate looked at the standing swordsman, not knowing whether it was jealousy or something, but their expressions were very ugly.
"Since you don't want to kneel down, then go die!" At this time, Jueying King suddenly darkened his face, roared, raised his hand, and a sword intent flew out, and where it landed, there was a bloody light.
The standing swordsman had no time to react and died tragically on the spot.
He did not die in Zhong Mingyu's hands, but in the hands of his own people.
King Jue Ying and others all knelt down, but he was the only one who refused to kneel. Wouldn't this be a slap in King Jue Ying's face?
I have to say that King Jueying is indeed cruel and ruthless, even killing his own people!
King Jueying and others knelt down and had to kneel for three days.
"Elder Liu Mu, let's wait three days. The Haotian Martial Arts Competition will start in three days. Is that okay?" Zhong Mingyu looked at Liu Mu and said with a faint smile.
"Of course." Liu Mu also smiled with an indifferent look on his face.
Next, the people in the Demon Palace and Ghost Prison continued to kneel, while others began to cultivate and prepare for the Haotian Martial Arts Competition.
"Nie Tian." At this time, Nie Fenghua came to Nie Tian's side, his face a little pale.
"Father, are you okay?" Nie Tian's spiritual consciousness swept over Nie Fenghua's body, and he couldn't help but feel worried.
"I'm fine." Nie Fenghua smiled bitterly and said, "But I probably won't be able to participate in the next Haotian Martial Arts Competition."
"Nie Tian, it seems that I can only rely on you from now on." At the same moment, Baili Shengxue's figure arrived and said with a bitter smile.
Nie Tian frowned, not knowing what to say.
Of course he could see that both Nie Fenghua and Baili Shengxue were very sad, but they were just forcing a smile.
The two of them must have been preparing for the Haotian Martial Arts Competition for a long time, but now, they have no chance to participate.
Baili Shengxue had made an appointment with Nie Tian to fight, but now, he couldn't even climb onto the Haotian Sword Platform.
"Nie Fenghua, Baili Shengxue, you two can continue to participate in the Haotian Martial Arts Competition." At this moment, a voice sounded, and then Zhong Mingyu and Yong Wuqing's figures arrived.
The two looked at Nie Fenghua and Baili Shengxue with a sly smile on their faces.