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Chapter 89 Qiao Erye

Chapter 89 Mr. Qiao

At this time, Fatty Feng frowned and said: "Back then, before your father left, he asked for a letter charm from me. I should have given it to you. Why didn't you come to me when you were in trouble?"

Lin Mu smiled bitterly. He had never thought about using this talisman.

It's just that he thought that his father was just the same generation as Lin Zheng, and his friend couldn't be any stronger no matter how strong he was, so there was no need to drag the other person into danger, not to mention that the other party might not help him.

I didn't expect that my father's friend would be so powerful.

Who could tell from the situation in front of them that the Qiao family was obviously very afraid of Fatty Feng.

Although Lin Mu didn't explain, from his expression, Fatty Feng already understood the reason and sighed: "That's all, as long as you don't worry about your life, it's good to undergo some training."

After saying that, he turned to look at the Qiao family martial artist: "I want to take him away."

"Impossible." The martial arts master of the Qiao family said with a stern face, "If he just made an ordinary mistake, it would be nothing for me to give you face. But he killed Mr. Qiao. If I let you take him away today, I will be punished by Hou tomorrow.

A severe punishment from me."

Fatty Feng frowned and understood the scruples of the Qiao family's martial arts master. Lin Mu had indeed offended the Qiao family quite a lot this time and actually killed Qiao Yushi.

"What did you say?" Fatty Feng looked at Lin Mu.

"I have no fear in fighting." Lin Mu raised his head like a wild beast, without any flinching in his eyes.

It was impossible for both sides to let go of their hatred. Fatty Feng felt a headache and rubbed his forehead.

After a while, he seemed to have made a decision and said to the Qiao family martial artist: "I won't stop the rest of you Qiao family from taking action, but strong men above the martial arts level cannot do it, otherwise I will take action too."

The martial arts master of the Qiao family looked unkind. The strong man above the martial arts master level that Fatty Feng mentioned was undoubtedly him.

In this way, although Lin Mu can be killed, the price paid will undoubtedly be much higher.

But with Fatty Feng here, it would be useless for him to take action. He had no choice but to endure it and gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, Fatty Feng, you have to remember your behavior today."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the Qiao family warriors fiercely and said: "Listen to me, attack Lin Mu with all your strength, regardless of life or death. If you injure Lin Mu, you will get a bounty of ten thousand coins. If you kill Lin Mu, you will get a bounty of ten thousand coins."

Ten thousand, the official will be promoted to one level. If he can be captured alive, he will be rewarded with hundreds of spiritual stones, and the official will be promoted to the third level!"

Wow!

As soon as the words came out, there was an uproar around him.

Such a reward is really too generous.

The warriors of the Qiao family went completely berserk. To others, these rewards could only be seen but not taken, but they were all qualified to receive them.

"You little beast, suffer death!" A seventh-level warrior rushed out with a big sword in hand.

The sword energy was raging all over the sky, covering the space around Lin Mu airtight, as if it was going to kill Lin Mu.

After making the move, this seventh-level warrior showed confidence.

Every warrior has confidence in his own strength. He believed that even if this move could not kill Lin Mu, it could seriously injure him.

However, facing his attack, Lin Mu did not give in, but rushed forward.

When he was less than half a meter away from the seventh-level warrior, a flash of black light flashed across Lin Mu's eyes.

The body of the seventh-level warrior suddenly trembled, and the slashing force of the sword in his hand paused.

In this moment, Lin Mu passed over the opponent's sword and landed an uppercut on the opponent's abdomen.

boom!

The seventh-level warrior flew six to seven meters on the spot, clutching his abdomen in pain and huddled together like a shrimp.

However, this pain also woke him up. In addition to the pain, there was also a strong look of resentment on his face.

Poof!

Lin Mu had no intention of giving him a chance to take revenge. He caught up with him and cut off his head with a knife.

"The fourth sacrifice." There was no pleasure in killing in Lin Mu's eyes, only remembrance and sorrow for the deceased.

"Come together." The remaining warriors looked frightened and did not dare to approach Lin Mu alone again.

But with the temporary control of Ye Qianche's powerful soul power, how could Lin Mu be afraid of the siege?

The soul power spreads like water and affects the situation on the battlefield.

"The fifth offering."

"Sixth portion"

The soul power circulates, and anyone who comes close to him will be controlled and turned into fish and meat for him to slaughter.

Life after life is constantly being harvested.

The warriors of the Qiao family became more and more frightened, looking at Lin Mu as if they were a devil!

"come!"

"Keep coming!"

The surrounding Qiao family warriors formed a circle around Lin Mu.

But as soon as Lin Mu took a step forward, all the Qiao family warriors around him took two steps back.

Seeing this scene, Lin Mu's body seemed to tremble in pain, and he burst into laughter: "Hehehe, hahaha."

He smiled wildly, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

Everyone held their breath, and there was dead silence.

"He" all the children of the aristocratic families stared blankly at the center of the field, speechless.

That figure stood there alone, looking helpless.

But just the other party's crazy laughter frightened countless people, as if it was more terrifying than the roar of a ferocious beast.

"Not enough, not enough." After a long time, Lin Mu grinned and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.

With that said, he held his bloody feet and slowly walked towards a Qiao family warrior again.

"You devil, get away from me, get away!" That warrior, whose cultivation level was already at the sixth level, saw Lin Mu approaching, but he didn't even have the courage to resist.

Lin Mu walked closer to him step by step without stopping.

The sixth-level warrior couldn't bear it any longer, collapsed completely, and said frantically: "I will fight with you."

Everything is in vain.

Under Ye Qianche's powerful soul attack, he had no chance to take action.

Poof!

Blood splattered and heads fell.

"The seventh offering."

As Lin Mu's emotionless voice came out, all the warriors were moved.

The eighth offering, the ninth offering

The hearts of all the Qiao family warriors were filled with fear.

The unknown is the scariest thing.

Lin Mu's methods were beyond their understanding, and they didn't understand how those warriors with similar strength to them died.

At this moment, Lin Mu was clearly lost in their eyes.

No one is afraid.

When Lin Mu walked towards the tenth Qiao family warrior.

This warrior's cultivation level is at the fifth level, largely achieved through the use of pills, and his spiritual state is extremely poor.

Under this kind of pressure, he actually lost his mind on the spot and knelt in front of Lin Mu: "Let me go, please let me go."

I thought that following the Qiao family's army to deal with a junior would be easy.

Unexpectedly, what he faced was not a junior who was at the mercy of others, but a demon.

Now that the demon had killed nine of his companions, it was time to kill him next.

He still has a bright future and he doesn't want to die.

Fear overwhelmed everything, including dignity and strength, and he collapsed on the ground.

"Trash!" Senhan's voice suddenly came.

The martial artist of the Qiao family appeared behind him at some point.

The body of the fifth-level warrior who "commanded" trembled slightly.

"Get out!" Before he could finish his words, the martial arts master of the Qiao family flashed a look of anger on his face and kicked him away.

Qiao Yujiao also came over, but she didn't dare to get close to Lin Mu and stood far away: "These trashes are unreliable. I have to trouble the Fifth Commander to take action."

Commander Qiao Wu nodded and looked at Lin Mu: "Good boy, to be fair, you are much better than this group of losers I trained. It's a pity that you shouldn't offend my Qiao family."

"You, the Qiao family, want to break your promise in public?" Fatty Feng showed murderous intent on his face.

"Fat Feng, don't think that I'm giving you some face just because the Qiao family is afraid of you. It's not your turn to dictate how the Qiao family does things." Commander Qiao Wu sneered.

Fatty Feng was furious after hearing this, but before he could speak, his pupils suddenly shrank.

A mighty aura, like the sky overturning, suddenly enveloped it.

Peng!

This aura contained powerful blood energy. Lin Mu was caught off guard and was thrown backwards, falling more than ten meters away.

"Peak martial artist?" Fatty Feng's expression changed drastically, "Who is it?"

"What? Peak martial artist?" The onlookers around him exclaimed after hearing this.

In a place like Xichuan City, the appearance of an ordinary martial artist is shocking, but now there is actually a top martial artist coming?

"Ah!" Lin Mu roared up to the sky, struggling crazily to stand up.

However, that terrifying aura weighed heavily on him like a mountain, making it difficult for him to straighten his knees and waist.

"Ah, Qiao family, you family of bitches, break it to me!"

Lin Mu's face was twisted ferociously, and an astonishing physical strength burst out.

boom!

He straightened his knees and straightened his spine. Under the pressure of the aura of the peak martial artist, he stood up abruptly!

This was blood pressure, and soul power was completely ineffective. Lin Mu relied on his own will and physical strength to create a breakthrough again.

Physical strength is comparable to that of a ninth-level warrior!

"The bones in your body are really hard. No wonder you dare to kill my descendant of the Qiao family."

A tall man in black clothes appeared on a roof at some point and looked down.

Seeing the man in black, Fatty Feng's expression became even more ugly, "No wonder your Qiao family suddenly gained so much confidence. It turns out that Mr. Qiao came here in person."

All the aristocratic families obviously knew who Mr. Qiao was, and they all bent down and lowered their heads in unison.

Second Master Qiao, the second commander of the Qiao family, the younger brother of Tian Yuanhou, a top martial artist, and the vice president of Lingfeng Academy.

In Tianyuan Houfu, Tianyuanfu is responsible for external affairs and dealing with pressure from the imperial court.

Second Master Qiao is responsible for internal supervision of the entire Tianyuan Mansion, suppressing and eradicating all dissident forces, and the methods are extremely bloody.

Second Master Qiao looked at Fatty Feng indifferently: "As a person, you must be self-aware. It is better to take less care of things that you should not take care of."

"Could it be that the dignified Mr. Qiao wants to take action against a junior himself?" Fatty Feng mocked with veins popping on his forehead as he suppressed his anger.

"I won't take action." Mr. Qiao shook his head.

Fatty Feng did not feel relaxed after hearing this. He pointed at Commander Qiao Wu and said, "Did he take action? What if I don't agree?"

"As long as I'm here, what can you do if you don't agree?" Second Master Qiao floated down from the roof, "Maybe if you go all out, you can pose a certain threat to me, but do you dare to go all out?"

"Senior." Lin Meier looked at him anxiously.

Fatty Feng's face suddenly changed violently, and he was obviously struggling fiercely in his heart.

At this time, Mr. Qiao's voice continued to echo in his ears: "If you were just one person, with your emphasis on friendship, I'm sure you would really dare to risk your life. But you are not alone, you are the 19th generation of Iron Sword Dao

The successor is responsible for the revival of Iron Sword Dao. If you die, Iron Sword Dao will be destroyed, so you don’t dare to fight your way."

After hearing what Mr. Qiao said, Fatty Feng held his hands tightly, and his nails slowly dug into his flesh.

Finally, he closed his eyes in pain: "I'm sorry, Brother Lin Nan, I'm sorry for you."

Bang! Lin Meier's face turned pale, and her delicate body collapsed to the ground.

"You little beast, you have been so proud for so long and have killed so many of my brothers. Now it's time for you to pay the price with blood."

Seeing Fatty Feng also flinching, Commander Qiao Wu showed a smile on his face and looked at Lin Mudao coldly.


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