When Mu Bei came here, the front was surrounded by monks.
In the center, a young man in purple from Beijian University was impassioned, listing a series of his crimes and calling on everyone to attack him together.
"This thief is full of evil and murderous nature. If he is allowed to grow, he will definitely become a troll in the future, causing harm to countless creatures!"
"Be exterminated!"
"Everyone, work together with us to kill him and restore peace to Zhongzhou!"
A group of disciples from Lei Family, Lingshi Pavilion and Wushuang Sword Sect shouted one after another.
These people all came from big forces, and under the awe-inspiring instigation, some casual cultivators soon responded and were willing to fight against Mubei together.
It was also at this time that Mu Bei couldn't help laughing.
"Returning Zhongzhou to a prosperous world? These thieves call for catching thieves. Even if you are thick-skinned and shameless, I am a little embarrassed."
He walked forward.
Suddenly, everyone was moved.
"It's Mubei!"
Just now, everyone's attention was focused on the three major forces including the young man in purple and the Lei family. Mu Bei had not approached, and many monks did not notice it. But at this time, Mu Bei spoke up, and these people immediately recognized him.
out.
After all, Mubei was so famous during this period that few people didn't recognize him.
More than seventy disciples from Lei Family, Wushuang Sword Sect, Lingshi Pavilion and Beijian Grand Sect all looked at Mu Bei, their eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent.
A young man in yellow clothes from the Lei family stood up, pointed at Mu Bei and said sternly: "Mu, you rob me of a hundred guns from my Lei family..."
Mu Bei summoned a silver sword, swung the sword and slashed, and immediately a golden sword energy rushed towards the opponent.
The face of the young man in yellow changed, and he instantly felt how terrifying the sword was, and he punched it fiercely.
The divine power at the peak of Yangshen Realm boils, the air explodes with this punch, and the divine power gathers into a fist seal to meet, which seems to be able to split a mountain.
The next moment, the sword energy arrives!
laugh!
There was a soft sound, and the fist seal was torn apart. The sword energy continued to press down unabated, and the fist of the young man in yellow was cut off with a pop.
"ah!"
The young man in yellow screamed and retreated.
However, the golden sword energy did not stop there and continued to cut off, and at the next moment, his head was cut off with a pop.
This scene made many monks horrified. A strong man at the peak of the Soul Cultivation Realm was actually killed by Mu Bei with a single sword.
A disciple of the Wushuang Sword Sect stood up, pointed at Mu Bei, and said to the monks here: "Have you seen this? This devil kills people at the slightest disagreement. He..."
Before he finished speaking, Mu Bei slashed with his sword.
A force of sword force instantly forced him in front of the opponent.
puff!
This disciple was cut in half and died tragically on the spot.
hiss!
Some casual cultivators watching the excitement gasped.
Another strong man at the peak of the Yangshen Realm was beheaded.
Instant kill!
At this time, a young man in Confucian clothes stood up and stood up for a casual cultivator. He looked at Mu Bei and said coldly: "Mu Bei, you call Beijian Grand Sect and the Lei family and other outstanding talents thieves and call for arrest, and deny that you are cruel and murderous.
You have to give an explanation for all the evil deeds you do, right? Killing people when they come up, what does that mean?"
Mu Bei looked at him: "Who do you think you are? I, Mu Bei, need to explain to you what I do?"
The young man in scholarly clothes looked annoyed and shouted: "If you don't want to explain, you have a guilty conscience! It proves..."
Mu Bei appeared in front of him instantly and slapped him in the face.
Snapped!
The young man in scholarly clothes flew more than three feet away, half of his teeth falling out.
He stood up and looked at Mu Bei ferociously: "Mu! You..."
A golden sword energy came forward and cut off his head with a pop.
All the monks were palpitating, this was too strong!
"What a cruel little devil!"
An indifferent voice sounded.
Not far away, a middle-aged man in mysterious robes walked up, with a sharp aura around him, like a walking killing sword.
Seeing this man, many monks were immediately moved.
Beijian Grand Sect, Master of Yanling Peak.
Immortal powerhouse!
The middle-aged man in Xuanpao came closer, looked at Mubei and said: "You have good qualifications. If you follow the right path, you will definitely be beneficial to the spiritual world in the future. Unfortunately, you are cruel and bloodthirsty and are on the wrong path. You must not stay."
, Otherwise, Zhongzhou’s future will be uneasy!”
Mu Bei sneered: "If you want to steal the Dragon Skill, just say it, and deal with those who have it and don't have it. Your Beijian Grand Sect really wants to be a bitch and build a memorial arch at the same time."
The middle-aged man in Xuanpao's face suddenly darkened: "It has been a thousand years since our Beijian Great Sect was established in Zhongzhou. How could it be..."
Mu Bei was too lazy to listen to him and said to Black Fox: "Destroyed."
The black fox rushed out, its demonic body expanded three feet, and struck the middle-aged man in Xuanpao with one claw.
This claw, the void twisted, seemed to be about to break apart in the next moment.
The middle-aged man in Xuanpao met him with a punch.
The fists and claws collided, making a violent roar.
The next moment, a man and a demon were fighting in the void, and the powerful divine power collided with the majestic demonic energy, causing the sky to be filled with a sharp and terrifying glow.
Mu Bei looked at the young man in purple and the others. The young man in purple said coldly: "You devil, you will definitely die today..."
"Stop pushing and just accept your death."
Mu Bei slashed with his sword.
A zhang-long sword energy swept forward instantly.
The young man in purple snorted coldly, summoned a black sword, slashed it down with one strike, and chopped Zhang Xu's sword energy into pieces.
"If your master doesn't intervene, you won't survive!"
He said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a roar, and a surge of divine power suddenly emerged.
The realm of spiritual life!
The next moment, he jumped out with astonishing speed. In an instant, he was in front of Mu Bei and struck with his sword.
This sword made the void scream, as if it was about to be cut apart.
The dazzling divine light intertwined with the sword, mixed with fierceness and sharpness, as if it could easily split mountains and overturn seas.
In front of Mu Bei, four swords appeared, each of which was of the original talisman's treasure level, and he went straight to meet them.
Every sword is intertwined with pure golden light.
The next moment, the sword arrives!
clang!
There was a metallic crunching sound, and the purple-clothed young man's black sword collided with the four swords, and he stepped back.
The face of the young man in purple changed. He stared at the four swords that Mu Bei offered and said solemnly: "They are all of the original treasure level!"
At this time, Mu Bei moved, his toes touched the ground, and like a bolt of lightning, he rushed in front of the young man in purple, swinging his sword like thunder.
Instant air slash!
Moreover, there is a wisp of sword power intertwined and surrounding the sword.
A sword wind centered on him and swept across the surrounding areas in an instant.
Click!
The ground instantly cracked into large pieces.
The face of the young man in purple changed wildly, and he felt that he was enveloped by an invisible force, as if he had fallen into a bath.
"Sword power?!"
With a horrified look on his face, he swung his sword with difficulty to meet him, and at the same time held up his divine shield.
However, these movements have become much slower and weaker than usual.
The next moment, Mu Bei's silver sword struck.
This sword is also an original talisman treasure level!
Then, the silver sword passed by the black sword of the young man in purple, smashing the opponent's divine shield with a click, and continued to slash forward.
The young man in purple pulled back, but was enveloped by the invisible sword force. His legs seemed to be bound, and his movements were more than ten times slower.
Then, Mu Bei's sword finally arrived.
puff!
Blood spattered, and the sword-holding hand of the young man in purple flew up diagonally and was severed at shoulder level.