After collecting all the valuable things from the nine people, Mu Bei carried the heads of the nine people to the foot of Tianshan Mountain in Wanjiandong, threw the nine heads into the square at the foot of the mountain from a distance, turned around and left.
Between the brows of each head is a large Chinese character [木] engraved on it.
Not long after, a deacon from Wanjiandongtian discovered these nine heads, and even saw the word [Mu] engraved on the nine heads.
Suddenly, the Ten Thousand Sword Cave sky boiled!
"Arrogant!"
"A piece of trash that I, Wan Jian Dong Tian, rejects, dares to humiliate me, Wan Jian Dong Tian, like this!"
"Be punished!"
On this day, a group of young disciples from Wanjiandongtian were furious and marched towards Taihong Baozong in groups.
When these people arrived at the foot of Taihong Baozong Mountain, Mu Bei was already in his residence.
Yi Changhe ran over: "Boy, you killed nine disciples of Wanjiandongtian? And you also threw their heads at the foot of Wanjiandongtian Mountain?!"
"You knew it so soon?"
Mubei Road.
He was not surprised at all. This kind of thing would definitely spread, but he didn't expect that Yi Changhe would know about it not long after.
"Can you not know? A group of young disciples from Wanjiandongtian have already rushed to our mountain gate and are calling for war in front of it."
The river is easy to grow.
Saying this, he raised a thumb towards Mu Bei: "Sharp!"
He naturally knew that those nine people went to kill Mu Bei and were killed instead.
However, Mu Bei threw the heads of nine people at the foot of Tianshan Mountain in Wanjiandong, and carved the word "Mu" on each head. This was very domineering!
"What do you say now?"
He asked Mu Bei.
The one he was referring to was naturally the group of disciples of Wanjian Cave Heaven who were currently shouting a battle outside the mountain gate.
"Arrange a few people to wait."
Mubei Road.
Yi Changhe was confused: "What do you mean? What are you doing?"
"Waiting to clean up the body."
Mubei Road.
When he came outside the sect, he saw more than fifty disciples of Wanjian Dongtian, all holding long swords, and yelling at him to get out and fight.
In addition, there were deacons from Taihong Baozong standing outside the mountain gate to warn these Wanjian Cave Heaven disciples, but no one took action.
The disciples of the two sects are fighting each other. If the deacons and elders intervene, it will most likely turn into a deadly battle between the two sects.
"Out!"
Seeing him coming out, the dozens of Wanjian Cave Heaven disciples all looked cold.
One of them took a step forward and said in a ferocious voice: "Kill me from Wanjiandong..."
Mu Bei stepped forward and slashed with his sword.
With a pop, the man's head fell to the ground, and he didn't even have time to scream.
"Stop talking nonsense, come one by one, or together?"
He looked at this group of Wanjian Cave Heaven disciples.
Such a gesture frightened all the disciples and deacons of Taihong Baozong. This new disciple was so domineering!
"I'll kill you!"
One person walked out from the dozens of people in Wanjiandongtian. He was tall and had cold eyes.
"Senior Brother Chang Wei!"
"Senior Brother Chang Wei has reached half a step of Yuan Dao, and his swordsmanship is extremely good. He can be ranked twenty in front of the outer gate of Wanjian Cave! Senior Brother Chang Wei can chop off his head in an instant!"
"It's natural!"
A group of disciples from Wanjiandongtian said, staring at Mubei as if they were staring at a corpse.
Then, in the next moment, Mu Bei appeared in front of Chang Wei, and the red black sword swiped across him.
Chang Wei's face changed suddenly and he wanted to dodge, but he couldn't avoid it at all.
And the attack was even too late.
puff!
Blood splashed, a head flew up, and Chang Wei's headless body fell to the ground.
"Senior Brother Chang!"
"How can it be?!"
Dozens of disciples of Ten Thousand Swords Cave Heaven were horrified.
Everyone at Taihong Baozong was in a panic, even Yi Changhe was no exception.
He knew that Chang Wei, an outer sect genius from Wanjiandongtian, had half-step Yuan Dao level cultivation. He was not much worse than the average Yuan Dao strongman, and was far from comparable to Tan Song, who was killed by Mu Bei before. But now, he was
Mu Bei was killed as soon as he met him!
Mu Beimian put away the Najie in Chang Wei's hand without changing his expression, and then looked at the other dozens of disciples in Wanjian Cave Heaven: "Who is coming next?"
Dozens of Wanjian Cave Heaven disciples were shocked and angry, staring at Mu Bei.
They never expected that Chang Wei, who could rank in the top twenty ranks to enter the outer gate, was not much weaker than the Yuandao strongman, but was actually killed by Mu Bei Shun!
For a while, no one stood up.
"If you don't come, then I will."
Mubei Road.
He took one step forward, rushed into dozens of people, raised his sword and killed them.
With a pop, a disciple of Wanjiandongtian who was closer to him was beheaded and died tragically on the spot.
"Come together and kill this bastard together!"
A thin man shouted ferociously.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Bei appeared in front of him and slashed him with his sword.
The thin man was horrified and raised his sword to meet him. The long sword in his hand was instantly chopped into two pieces, and his right arm was severed at shoulder level.
"ah!"
The thin man screamed, holding his broken arm and stomping back.
Mu Bei swung his sword again, slicing off half of the thin man's head, blood and brains flying together.
After killing the thin man, he looked at the other disciples of Wanjian Dongtian. The seventy-two swords were spread out, and it was difficult to tell whether the shadows of dozens of swords were real or false.
Puff puff puff puff puff!
Blood and water splashed as these people walked out of the Ten Thousand Swords Cave. All of them were in the Transparent Realm, and their strength far exceeded that of ordinary monks in the same realm. But now, in Mu Bei's hands, they were as fragile as tofu.
Vulnerable!
In the blink of an eye, most of the more than fifty Wanjian Dongtian disciples were killed, leaving only the last ten.
The ten people were frightened. They looked at each other and ran away very fast.
Mu Bei casually threw the Scarlet Crow Sword in his hand, and the Scarlet Crow Sword turned into a ray of light and flew out, faster than the ten people. It approached in a blink of an eye, cut off all the heads of the ten people, and then returned to his hand.
A hundred-step killing sword!
The place was completely silent, and the disciples of Taihong Baozong, the deacon and Yi Changhe were all stunned.
More than fifty disciples of Wanjian Dongtian, all of whom were outstanding, were actually killed by Mu Beiquan in the blink of an eye.
Alone, he casually killed more than fifty people in Wanjiandongtian!
What kind of combat power is this?!
Yi Changhe was trembling with excitement. He was worthy of being the person who could pull out that green sword. His qualifications were truly terrifying!
The monster is so scary!
Mu Bei was "cleaning" the battlefield at this time, collecting all the valuable things from the dozens of Wanjian Dongtian disciples.
Then, he looked at Yi Changhe and said, "Senior, you can clean up the body."
"You're awesome!"
Yi Changhe raised his thumb and ordered several deacons to clean up the place.