"Boy, I have to say that you are really brave. You dare to go to Senior Brother Han's territory to cause trouble. Tell me honestly, who ordered you?"
He looked at Lin Mu coldly.
In his opinion, a Qi practitioner at the peak of the Qi realm is not so bold. This guy is probably a vanguard, and the real mastermind is still hidden behind the scenes.
"Looking at the aura on your body, it is gloomy and bloody, violent and indifferent. It can be seen that you are practicing the method of destroying the world. This extreme method treats all living beings as ants and mortals as rotten dogs. Presumably countless innocent creatures have died in your hands.
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Lin Mu said in a deep voice.
"Hahaha, so what?"
Tan Lie laughed disdainfully.
"If that's the case, in my eyes, you're just a cheap person."
Lin Mu sighed.
As soon as the words came out, there was a sudden silence.
The monks looked at Lin Mu as if they were looking at a dead person.
"Things looking for death."
Tan Lie was furious, and then he sneered, "That's what I said to you, if I don't cut your tongue out and smash your teeth later, I will be sorry for your sharp teeth."
Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet exploded on the spot.
The whole ground trembled, and Tan Lie's figure rose into the sky, like an ancient ferocious beast, with a terrifying aura, and rushed towards Lin Mu.
Although Lin Mu was also a Qi practitioner at the peak of Qi realm, Tan Lie did not take Lin Mu seriously.
He is a qi cultivator under Han Hu. He has been taught Yuanjiao techniques and has many trump cards. The casual qi cultivators outside cannot possibly be his opponent.
In fact, his strength is indeed formidable, and other Qi practitioners with the same level of cultivation may not be his match.
It's a pity that he met Lin Mu.
Lin Mu's eyes were calm and he watched Tan Lie's attack calmly.
"Lie down for me..."
Tan Lie's body was filled with overwhelming momentum, and his big hands were like millstones of heaven and earth, shrouding Lin Mu.
However, before his moves were fully launched, Lin Mu's figure suddenly flashed, and before the other monks could react, he appeared strangely in front of Tan Lie.
"not good!"
Tan Lie's expression changed drastically.
But he was too late to dodge.
Just as he was about to retreat, Lin Mu's hand suddenly appeared on his neck, directly locking his throat.
Then, Lin Mu suddenly exerted force, lifted Tan Lie's whole body, and smashed him against the ground.
The ground with a radius of a hundred feet was cracked.
The rocks hundreds of miles away shook violently, as if the earth had been struck by a giant hammer.
Look at Tan Lie again, a master at the peak of the Qi Realm. His physical strength is comparable to that of Daluo Zhibao. At this moment, he is covered in blood and his head is nearly half broken.
Lin Mu seemed to have done nothing and threw Tan Lie aside lightly.
Tan Lie was lying on the ground, dying and miserable.
There was no sympathy in Lin Mu's eyes, and he said calmly: "It's not a small tone, but it's a pity that the strength is too weak."
Hearing this, Tan Lie spat out another mouthful of blood and looked even more depressed.
"Tell me, where is Han Hu?"
Lin Mu changed the topic.
He didn't even notice the other monks next to him.
The monks were trembling and looked at Lin Mu with awe, but no one dared to answer his question. On the contrary, there was still a coldness in the depths of their eyes.
The strength of this mysterious man was indeed beyond their expectations, but so what, no matter how strong he was, he would still kneel down when he saw the real Han Hu.
"Don't be arrogant. Even if you defeat me, you are just a slightly bigger ant in front of Master Han..."
Tan Lie said resentfully.
Lin Mu was not interested in quarreling with Tan Lie, so he stepped out without waiting for the other party to finish his words, crushing Tan Lie's head.
Although it was impossible to kill a Qi practitioner like Tan Lie, it also made Tan Lie's Qi even weaker and he would not be able to recover for a while.
As soon as he stepped on Tan Lie's head, Lin Mu's expression moved slightly, he looked up at the sky, and said with a smile: "Does your manor also have a large sky eye formation?"
The Sky Eye Formation is a surveillance formation. The scene at the entrance of the manor at this moment must have been clearly seen by the owner of the manor.
However, Lin Mu didn't care.
He came here this time not to conduct a sneak attack, but to defeat Han Hu head-on with a thunderous force.
Not long after he finished speaking, two powerful auras approached the courtyard inside.
In about three breaths, two men appeared at the door.
The person on the left has a scar on his face, and his aura is sharp, like a tyrannical sword. The person on the right has a handsome appearance, but is extremely feminine, like a poisonous snake.
These two people are equally strong in cultivation, and they are clearly two Yuan realm masters.
Lin Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, Han Hu was indeed a member of the Holy Cult and had won over many masters.
"You are so brave, you dare to come here to cause trouble."
The scarred man looked at Lin Mu with sharp eyes, and then sneered: "I heard from others that you came to see Master Han. Now that Master Han invites you to the manor, do you have the guts to come in?"
Lin Mu said nothing, just looked at the scarred man.
He was thinking about what he saw and heard after coming to this watch plain.
The Qi Refiners I met before, even the disciples of the major Celestial Palaces, were somewhat arrogant, but they were never too arrogant.
However, the disciples of Yuanjiao are different. Their noses seem to have grown up to their eyes.
He also understands what these people think.
As a disciple of Yuanjiao, the ultimate supporter is the Holy Saint, the most noble existence in the world. It is normal not to take other Qi practitioners seriously.
The man with the scar didn't know what Lin Mu was thinking. Seeing Lin Mu's silence, he thought Lin Mu was afraid, so he immediately sneered and said, "What, are you afraid?"
"Let's go."
Lin Mu gathered his thoughts, ignored the scarred man's words, and took the lead, past the scarred man and the feminine man, and walked toward the villa.
"snort."
The scarred man's face darkened slightly, then he snorted coldly and followed quickly.
Other monks from behind also followed suit, wanting to see how the man in green died.
Three minutes later, Lin Mu arrived at an attic deep in the manor.
There are so many masters in this attic, and there are actually five Qi Refiners there.
Lin Mu didn't care about the other Qi Refiners.
His sight was fixed straight ahead.
On the huge golden chair, a burly man sat there.
This man, wearing a dark golden leather armor, looked like a peerless general, full of oppressive aura.
Han Hu!
There was no doubt that Lin Mu immediately made a judgment in his mind that this man was Han Hu.
A disciple of the Holy Cult and a master without borders.
But Lin Mu was not afraid.
Although Han Hu was a disciple of the Holy Cult, the sense of oppression he brought to him was similar to Wu Jue's.
Han Hu didn't know what Lin Mu was thinking.
Seeing Lin Mu come in, he was a little surprised. He glanced at the black dragon mask Lin Mu was wearing and mocked: "No wonder you are so courageous. He turns out to be a ghost warrior from Gui Valley."
Other Qi Refiners may not know about the existence of ghost warriors, but he is an authentic disciple of the Holy Cult, so it is impossible for him not to know about it.
The ghost warriors can hide from other forces, but they cannot hide from the Holy Spirit.
When he was in Yuanjiao, he also heard news about ghost warriors.