At this time, Mubei and the others had already left the Discipline Pavilion far away.
After separating from Shi Zhenhao, Mu Bei and Yiyi returned to the other courtyard.
In the following days, Mu Bei stayed in the courtyard to practice.
After reaching the peak of Qi cultivation, the spiritual stones consumed for daily cultivation are much more than before. The second-grade high-grade spiritual stones cost dozens of pieces a day.
And if it is a lower spirit stone, it will have to consume more.
With the support of spiritual stones, his cultivation level is steadily improving.
Three days passed by. On this day, after he went to the Ninth Prince's house to perform acupuncture treatment on the general, he returned to the other hospital with Yiyi in the afternoon.
The streets of Imperial City were busy with people coming and going. Mu Yiyi was holding Mu Bei's arm with one hand and holding a balloon with the other, feeling very happy.
"Brother, someone is following us!"
Yiyi suddenly said, frowning slightly.
Mu Bei nodded, and dozens of breaths ago he felt someone following him, and he was not weak at all.
He remained calm, pulled Yiyi, and soon walked into an inaccessible alley.
After walking into the alley for about half a quarter of an hour, there was no road ahead and it was a dead end.
Stopping, he turned around and saw six middle-aged people standing together.
"Deliberately led us here? You are very brave, or arrogant, very similar to Han Changlie's description." The leader, the middle-aged man in python robe, spoke, his eyes bloodthirsty, like a ferocious beast: "Don't worry, we won't kill.
You are only responsible for destroying you and delivering you to Han Changlie."
Next to him, a thin middle-aged man walked towards Mu Bei and sneered: "Can you kill a seventh-level monster at such a young age? I don't believe it, let's try first..."
Before he finished speaking, Mu Bei leaned forward with his toes touching the ground, and a ray of cold light passed by.
Blood and water splashed, and the man's head flew out at an angle, making a thud after falling to the ground.
"The third child!"
The middle-aged man in the python suddenly changed color.
The third child was about to reach the middle stage of unity, but he was killed by Mu Bei with a sword!
"No wonder Han Changlie is willing to pay 200,000 yuan to ask me to take action together. It's really not easy! It's not easy!" The middle-aged man in the python robe said ferociously: "However, no matter how unscrupulous you are, if you dare to kill my brother, you will die!"
"Damn that bastard! Boss, let's go together and cut off his tendons and hamstrings, dig out his eyes, and avenge the Fourth Brother!"
The other four people spoke out and stared at Mu Bei fiercely. They each pulled out their weapons, and the energy and blood of the Unity Realm surged out at this moment.
Mu Bei held up the blood-stained sword and walked directly towards the five people.
"Weak people talk too much."
he said.
After coming to the Imperial City for more than a month, he learned a lot about these people and the leaders of the Liuhe Gang.
As the largest underground force in the Imperial City, the Liuhe Gang has been engaged in some shady activities all year round, and its leader is somewhat famous in the Imperial City.
Speaking of which, not long ago, he even beat up a small leader of the Liuhe Gang.
Saying these four words, his speed suddenly increased, and the seventy-two swords circled dozens of sword shadows, covering five people at the same time.
Puff puff!
In the blink of an eye, the three middle-aged men in the early stages of the unity realm were beheaded, unable to even scream.
The middle-aged man in Mangpao and the second master were frightened. The five of them worked together, but Mu Bei killed three of them in one encounter!
If they hadn't been stronger and could dodge faster, they might have died just now!
The person in front of me is only eighteen years old at most. How could he be so terrifying?!
The two of them trembled, no longer as ferocious as before, and turned around to run away.
Mu Bei took a step forward, stopped the two of them in a blink of an eye, and slashed horizontally with his sword.
With a pop, Er Nian's head was cut off, and blood splattered everywhere.
"Don't! Don't kill me! I apologize! I apologize!"
The middle-aged man in the python robe knelt down and kowtowed to Mu Bei tremblingly, begging for mercy. Mu Bei's power was beyond his understanding. He was obviously just a man of Qi-nurturing realm, but killing a strong man in the Unity realm was as easy as chopping vegetables.
Mu Bei looked at him: "You should know where Han Changlie's residence is. Take me there."
The middle-aged man in python robe trembled: "Do you want to..."
puff!
Mu Bei swung his sword, and the opponent's left hand flew out diagonally.
"There's so much nonsense. If you're asked to lead the way, just lead the way."
he said.
"I lead the way! I lead the way! Lead the way now!"
The middle-aged man in the python robe covered his broken arm and did not dare to scream. He stood up and led Mu Bei to a large house in the east of the city.
The middle-aged man in python robe said with a trembling voice: "That's it...that's it! I brought you here, can you let me go..."
Mu Bei waved his sword casually, and the middle-aged head in the python robe flew out diagonally, fell to the ground and rolled far away.
He kicked open the courtyard door and walked into the courtyard.
Han Changlie was drinking tea in the courtyard, as if waiting for something, when he heard the sound and stood up suddenly, and then saw Mu Bei.
I also saw the blood-stained sword in Mu Bei's hand.
"You killed those six people?!"
His pupils shrank suddenly.
Mu Bei walked towards the other party: "I think you miss Yin Ye and Gong Xinqi a little. It's okay. I'll take you to see them."
Han Changlie's face suddenly turned ferocious: "You little bastard, do you think you can compete with me by killing those six trash from the Liuhe Gang? I don't kill you myself just because my identity is inconvenient to reveal. In my eyes, you are nothing more than an ant.
you!"
The energy and blood of the Dzogchen of the Unity Realm boiled, and he was like a furnace of fire, and his old body instantly became taller.
He also walked towards Mu Bei and said in a ferocious voice: "I will crush you to ashes today, so that you will know the consequences of offending me!"
Mu Bei's expression was dull, but his speed suddenly increased sharply, like a bolt of lightning approaching Han Changlie, swinging his sword like a dragon.
Instant air slash!
Han Changlie's expression suddenly changed. He felt the terrifying power of this sword and quickly retreated.
However, it was too late.
With a pop, his right hand was cut off by Mu Bei's sword. He stepped back and stared at Mu Bei in shock and anger: "How could..."
Before the word "neng" could be said, Mu Bei was already approaching again and swept him to the ground with a whip kick.
Stepping on Han Changlie's chest, Mu Bei said indifferently: "What did you say you were going to do to me just now?"
Han Changlie was shocked and angry. He never expected that Mu Bei was so strong that even with his perfect strength in the Unity Realm, he could not defeat him.
Staring at Mu Bei, he shouted loudly: "I am the elder of the Imperial Academy. If you kill me, the Imperial Academy will never let you go!"
Mu Bei looked down at the other party with a hint of sarcasm.
"Do you know why Liu Ying always stands by my side?" Mu Bei said: "I understand one thing, but the other point is more important."
The First Emperor's Sword was summoned. He held the sword and patted Han Changlie's old face: "Because he knows I have this thing. You should recognize it."
Han Changlie's pupils suddenly widened and he said in horror: "The Former Emperor's Sword! How could this sword be in your hand?!"
Mu Bei actually controls the Sword of the First Emperor! The sword of the First Emperor that knocks out the emperor and kills traitors!
This is the sword that the late emperor gave to the general. How could it be in Mu Bei's hands?!
The general gave it to Mubei?!
His face was full of shock and confusion, and then he became afraid again: "Mu...Mu Bei! I was wrong! Please spare my life! Please!"
With the Former Emperor's Sword in hand, Mu Bei would not be punished even if he killed him in front of the dean!
At this time, he finally understood the reason why Liu Ying advised him not to target Mu Bei, and fear and regret filled his old face.
"Are you frightened? Are you regretful?" Mu Bei looked at him: "That's right, that's what you want."
With a slash of the sword, Han Changlie's head fell off with a pop, and blood stained the ground red.
"gone."
After glancing at Han Changlie's body, Mu Bei and Yiyi turned and left.