"Doesn't this mean that the more that little beast kills people, the stronger it will become?"
Tie Wuya's heart twitched, "No wonder, no wonder the Blood Fiend Sword Slave is so terrifying. Just one person can cause a bloody storm in the entire continent."
"Run away, escape from here immediately, and spread the news that this little beast is the slave of the Blood Fiend Sword."
He is a ninth-level martial artist, and his ability to resist the will of the blood evil is stronger than other warriors.
Moreover, there were nearly a thousand Iron Fist disciples standing in front of him, which also helped him share a lot of pressure.
"Want to escape?"
But as soon as he lifted his steps, he saw a pair of blood-red eyes fixed on him.
"It's Lin Mu, what is he going to do?"
Tie Wuya felt his scalp numb and had a bad feeling.
Groan!
The next moment, a sword chant that seemed to come from the disciples of the Abyss resounded through the void.
Then, from all directions, countless bloody sword energies suddenly flew toward the center of the courtyard, and in a moment they condensed into a bloody sword.
No, describing it as a bloody sword is no longer appropriate.
It was clearly a blood sword, with thick blood all over its body and a terrifying bloody smell.
The tip of the blood sword was pointed directly at Tie Wuya, causing him to feel a stinging pain in the center of his eyebrows and a chill all over his body.
"Lin Mu, let me go. From now on, Iron Fist will obey your orders..."
Under the threat of death, Tie Wuya could no longer care about dignity and hatred.
As long as he survives this calamity, he has plenty of ways to make Lin Mu escape from eternal calamity, so naturally he doesn't need to care about any promises.
However, before he could finish his words, he heard an extremely harsh sound breaking through the air.
The sky and the earth are bright and sunny, and all living things seem to have lost their color.
In the endless space and time, there is only a blood-red light left.
puff!
Like lightning flashing across the void, in half a breath, the blood-red light penetrated a hundred meters away, passing through Tie Wuya's eyebrows, leaving a deep blood hole.
Boom!
The tall figure suddenly fell to the ground.
Lying quietly on the ground, Tie Wuya still had a strong look of unwillingness in his eyes.
Until his death, he still couldn't accept it, so he died like this.
The entire courtyard was silent for an instant.
Silence!
Everyone looked at Tie Wuya with unbelievable fear.
One sword, instant kill!
The leader of the Iron Fist Club, the leader of one party who controls thousands of disciples, and a dignified ninth-level martial artist.
Just like that, he was killed instantly with a sword.
The bloody broken sword!
These four words, more than 900 years later, have once again left an indelible and terrifying impression in people's hearts with frightening force.
Ta-ta-ta!
In this dead silence, there was a sound of footsteps.
Yinlongcheng shivered violently, and the footsteps were coming towards him.
Holding back his fear, he looked up and looked ahead, and immediately saw that cyan figure, with endless blood, walking towards him step by step.
"You said you want to destroy my nine tribes and cut me into pieces?"
The hoarse and bloodthirsty voice, filled with strong coldness, echoed in the air.
"No, Lin Mu, misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding."
Silver Dragon City couldn't help but retreat in fear.
"You said you were in the Iron Fist Club, waiting for me to kill you?"
The ruthless face on the other side did not waver at all, and his footsteps continued to move forward.
"You said that when I was locked in a cage, I looked like a dog?"
The murderous intention has become more and more intense.
"Lin Mu."
Silver Dragon City's face was covered in cold sweat, but it was a matter of life and death. He could only hold back the fear in his heart, "All of this is a misunderstanding. I didn't know you were so powerful. Otherwise, I would never have said these words."
"If you think about it carefully, there is no deep hatred between you and me. As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting. We might as well turn our hostility into friendship. With your talent and my background, we may be able to create a good story in the future."
Unfortunately, no matter how nice he said it, Lin Mu seemed not to hear it and continued to say coldly: "You also said that you hate my look the most and want to dig out my eyes?"
"Stop, stop, stop, I've already said, everything is a misunderstanding."
Silver Dragon City couldn't bear Lin Mu's pressure, and his nerves almost collapsed. He shouted sternly, "You have nothing to lose anyway. Why don't you and I shake hands and make peace? You've hurt a hair on my head."
You won't end well either."
"Do you know that the Iron Fist Club may be able to dominate Tianyuan Mansion, but the Silver Fist Club is just a place to receive new disciples, so why do we have to make both sides lose?"
"It's useless, it's useless. He has become a bloody sword slave. He only knows how to kill and has no sense of his own. He will not listen to your analysis."
Not far away, Tiehu sat on the ground with a dejected look on his face, shaking his head like a lunatic and murmuring.
Just as he was speaking, the bloody sword in the air returned to Lin Mu's hand after killing Tie Wuya.
Without any hesitation, Lin Mu directly drew his sword.
"Ah, my eyes, Lin Mu, you beast, you bastard, you actually blinded my eyes, you deserve to die."
Two bloody lights flashed, and Silver Dragon City covered his eyes and screamed wildly and shrilly.
"You wanted to gouge out my eyes, so now your eyes are gone, but that's not enough."
Lin Mu's words were full of cruelty.
Normally, even if he hates someone, he would not be so bloodthirsty and cruel, but at this time, his consciousness has been almost occupied by the will of the blood evil, and he has no mercy.
Swish, brush, brush!
The blood sword thrust out again, and Lin Mu's hand tendons and hamstrings were immediately severed by Lin Mu.
boom!
Silver Dragon City could no longer stand, and fell into the dust in embarrassment, lying on the ground, spitting out blood bubbles from its mouth.
"Now, the one who looks more like a dog is you?"
Lin Mu looked down at Silver Dragon City and said indifferently.
"Devil, you devil,"
Yinlongcheng's face was full of despair. His hand tendons and hamstrings were severed. Even if he didn't die today, he would not be able to practice martial arts in the future.
Lin Mu had no sympathy, his blood sword trembled, and he was about to kill Silver Dragon City in one fell swoop.
"stop."
An old low shout sounded.
This voice was somewhat familiar, but the Lin Mu of today was not the original Lin Mu. Without any pause, the blood sword pierced into Silver Dragon City's throat with a "puff" sound.
At the moment Silver Dragon City died, a ray of silver light shot out from his body and disappeared into Lin Mu's body.
"You kid, you are so impulsive."
With fluttering white clothes, an old man landed next to Lin Mu, "Each of the core disciples of the Silver Fist Association has the mark of the fist left by the strong man. If you kill him, the mark will enter your body. From then on, the Silver Fist will
will be able to lock you in easily."
"Originally, if you catch this boy from the Silver Fist Club and throw him to a wild beast to eat, you can still kill him. But if you kill him with your own hands, the matter will be irreversible."
This old man is none other than Mr. Xing.
Seeing Mr. Xing, the light in Lin Mu's eyes moved slightly, but his expression remained indifferent.
Regarding this, Mr. Xing was not surprised. He just sighed and said, "I never thought that a kid like you would get the bloody sword."
At the same time, there was a hint of wonder and relief on his face: "After killing so many people, you can still maintain a trace of self-awareness and not completely become a killing machine. It is really a miracle."
"Fortunately, you still have a chance to save me. Otherwise, even I would have no choice but to bear the pain and kill you."