When Northern Qi Huan and Liu Zan came to the forest with dozens of people in a fierce manner, he saw the man in black standing there carrying a long sword that had not yet been unsheathed. He could not see his expression at night, and he could faintly feel the aura of a strong man emitted from his body.

"Who are you?"

Bei Qi Huan sneered, and pulled out the dagger at his waist with a stroke between his fingers. The dagger was covered with a faint earthy luster, and it was another tool for a low-quality book.

Liu Zan narrowed his eyes, pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and said, "Boy, no matter who you are, it is a mistake you shouldn't make in your life when you come to provoke Beiqi Mansion today, hey..."

The man in black gently held the hilt of his sword, his face full of indignation, and said, "You killed my young master Li Zhuo. This blood debt must be paid for blood. Do you know how good Mr. Li Zhuo is to treat us guards in the hospital? He is a very loyal person. That year, when we were hunting, we were caught by bandits while we were forcing us to drink urine. Do you know, in order to protect us, Mr. Li Zhuo drank all the urine alone, a whole bucket. After drinking, guess what. He wiped his mouth and asked if the bandits could refill the cup. Another time, we went up the mountain and were caught by bandits again. The bandits had special hobbies. In order to save us, the young master endured humiliation alone. The chrysanthemums came in and the sunflowers came out. God knows how painful it was. Such a loyal young master was actually killed by you. I don't care who you are. You must die in this forest today."

Bei Qihuan looked angry and embarrassed: "It's Li Zhuo's guardhouse, hey... a mere guardhouse dares to challenge me. Come on, I will use this local book to send you back to the west because of your courage."

"Ah (third tone)." Liu Zan pressed his hand on the dagger of Northern Qi Huan and said, "Why use a ox knife to kill a chicken? Let's hand it over to his subordinates. It just so happens... his subordinate's fast sword hasn't been drinking blood for a long time."

"Oh." Bei Qi Huan smiled: "Since General Liu is interested, then this kid will give it to you."

"good."

Liu Zan laughed and slowly drew out his sword. It was a long sword with a blue light. It should be a seventh-level weapon of the Xuan-grade weapon. It is rare that a mercenary leader like Liu Zan can even have a long sword of this level. After drawing the sword, his face was full of a ferocious smile and said, "I dare to challenge it by a mere guard, boy, you are very kind. Tell me your name, I have the name under my sword. The nameless ghost of the immortal sword."

The man in black is naturally Lin Muyu, and he couldn't help but smile: "No need, you are already dead anyway."

"presumptuous."

Liu Zan no longer asked his name, and his battle boots rushed over in the wet snow. A ray of flames qi rose around him, and a fire wolf martial soul appeared in his chest. This person's cultivation was not too low, and he actually had the level of the second level of the earth realm. It was a pity that in front of Lin Muyu, such cultivation was too insignificant.

Even the Star Sword was not unsheathed at all. Just when Liu Zan's sharp sword was less than two meters away from Lin Muyu's chest, he suddenly raised his head. A handsome face exuded murderous intent, and the Holy King Realm realm suddenly condensed into a small-scale storm that enveloped Liu Zan.

“Buzz.”

Liu Zan's mind was blank, and his mind was almost uncontrollable in an instant. A strong sense of oppression came from around him, making him feel like he fell into an ice cave. Yes, at this moment, he felt like he had fallen into a purgatory and was looked at by ghosts. The creepy and indulge in a desperate situation could not bear it.

"Wooah..."

Liu Zan suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, his pupils grew rapidly, and he fell into the snow coldly, his body twitching and trembling slightly.

He actually died under the pressure of the realm.

Lin Muyu's eyes were stunned, and she did not expect that Liu Zan, the mercenary commander, would be so weak that he was actually scared to death by the illusion brought by the pressure of the domain. I really don't know how this kind of timid mouse became a mercenary or even a mercenary commander.

"General Liu."

Bei Qihuan was stunned and hurriedly signaled: "Go and have a look."

A mercenary walked up and tested Liu Zan's breath. He couldn't help but take a few steps back, and said pale: "The leader... he is dead. Oh my God, what's going on."

Northern Qi Huan was stunned, hurriedly raised his dagger, and shouted in embarrassment: "Who are you? What kind of despicable means did you kill Liu Zan."

Lin Muyu didn't say anything, but just looked at him lightly.

The mercenary on the side whispered in a low voice: "Second Young Master, the leader died of bleeding from his seven orifices. I suspect he was poisoned. This kid might be an expert in poisoning."

Bei Qihuan's slightly handsome face instantly twisted and ferocious, and said, "Poison, bastard, if you dare to kill my people, I will let you taste the taste of the Book of Heaven."

As he said that, Bei Qi Huan flipped his wrist and the engraved text on the dagger instantly appeared, a yellowish 0-colored light soared into the sky, illuminating the sky with a "slam".

But just before his low-grade book was launched, a figure passed by, Lin Muyu's star sword was unsheathed, and the whole process of returning to the sheath was no more than half a second, and in the blink of an eye it had returned to its original position.

Bei Qihuan was just stunned. The next moment, he felt a chill coming from his wrist on his right hand. The next second, the severe pain came. The whole wrist was cut off by Lin Muyu's sword, and the dagger that had a low-grade book disappeared.

"Ah...ahhh..."

Northern Qi Huan suddenly knelt down on the ground. When did this young master of the aristocratic family suffer such serious injuries? His forehead was covered with sweat and almost fainted. A group of mercenaries and the guards were even more stunned. In a blink of an eye, most of the mercenaries ran away, and there were not many guards.

No one saw Lin Muyu's movements clearly, but knew that the Li Zhuo family's guards had taken action, otherwise one of Bei Qihuan's hands would not have been cut off.

"Don't run."

Bei Qihuan knelt on the ground, his face full of pain, and shouted: "All the mercenaries stop me, kill him, cut off his head, and give him one million gold coins."

A group of mercenaries were all outlaws who licked blood on the edge of the knife. When they heard about one million, they all stopped.

Lin Muyu played with the embryonic dagger of the lower-grade book tool of Northern Qi Huan and smiled and said, "If this local book is launched, it will kill people... In Yihe Kingdom, it should be a sin. Anyone who wants to try the power of this wind-type lower-grade book, then try it. The pain of the wind blade cutting through the body should not be too great."

"You...you..."

The mercenaries didn't care about one million, and they turned around and ran away. In a blink of an eye, they were left with only a few guards standing there with a pale face. One of the middle-aged guards had the cultivation level of the first level of the earth realm. They were the only decent strong man among the group. Only he had the courage to walk forward and help Bei Qihuan up and said, "Second Young Master, we have encountered a hard point today. We can only admit defeat. Let's go back to the post station first. Let's talk about it. You can't stay here. Your wound needs to be bandaged..."

Bei Qi Huan struggled hard: "No, Uncle Zhang, I still have a local book tool embryo, I... I want to kill this bastard who ruined my skills."

"And the embryo."

Lin Muyu glanced at him and found that there was an exquisite and exquisite space bag around Bei Qihuan's waist, which must be inside this space bag. So Lin Muyu jumped forward and grabbed the space bag with his hand.

"Don't bully people too much..."

The guard guard, called "Uncle Zhang", suddenly swept his fists and his fists were powerful. This man's martial arts cultivation is indeed good.

Unfortunately, his opponent is Lin Muyu, a powerful Holy King realm master.

The five fingers suddenly turned into palm shapes. Lin Muyu gently used his strength and slapped Uncle Zhang's fist with his strength. With a "bang" sound of true energy, Uncle Zhang took a step back, and Lin Muyu took advantage of the situation to grab the space bag on Beiqi Huan's waist and forcibly snatched him over, smiling slightly: "Thank you for the reward of the second son of Beiqi Mansion. This is the compensation for you to kill my young master Li Zhuo."

As he said that, Lin Muyu turned around and leaped a few times and disappeared into the night.

"Don't leave." Bei Qihuan shouted with annoyance.

"Second Young Master." Uncle Zhang looked at Lin Muyu's back in a long time and said, "Forget it... This person's cultivation is really too high. I'm afraid there is no such master in Bailing City..."

"How is that possible."

Northern Qi Huan said in shock: "Bailing City is full of talents, and there are many experts in the Metropolitan Palace, and... and Marshal Ji Yao and Marshal Long Qianlin are also quite good at Marshal Ji Yao and Marshal Long Qianlin. Is this kid's cultivation level above Ji Yao and Long Qianlin?"

Uncle Zhang shook his head: "Ji Shuai, Long Shuai is just a cultivation level in the Heaven Realm. This person... he vaguely felt that he had left 90% of his strength, and he scared Liu Zan to death just now. That was not scaring to death, but suppressing to death. This person was at least a cultivation level in the Holy Realm... He heard that he was so young, and there were several young Holy Realm powerhouses in the territory of Yihe Country, Xunbai River Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon, the Second Young Master... We offended people who should not be offended... Let's go back to heal first."

Bei Qi Huan's face was quite distorted and said, "The Holy Land Power... So what? Our Bei Qi family is favored by the generals. I will definitely mobilize people to go back to the province of Malay Xunbai. If I don't uproot the Li family, I will not be a human being."

"Yes, go back to heal the wound first."

Uncle Zhang's face was unstable, and his heart was even more turbulent. In the brief fight just now, he could feel the opponent's depth and not do his best. Otherwise, his group of people might have become corpses, and even the other party was useless in a martial arts move. This shows that he wanted to hide his identity, who would this "man in black in the Li family guarding the courtyard" be?

...

Behind the inn, a room on the second floor was wide open. Two figures flew into the room. After falling down the window, Lin Muyu was about to laugh. She threw Bei Qihuan's space bag on the table and laughed: "This group of idiots are so laughing to death. With their cultivation level, they are still very brave and fierce here. Anyone with the cultivation level in the heaven realm can kill them all."

Qin Yin, who had been watching the game, also blushed and said, "It's not a pity for a playboy like Li Zhuo to die, but Ayu, why didn't you kill Northern Qi Huan just now?"

"It will be good for us to keep this idiot for Yiheguo. Besides... we are people who cultivate martial ethics. If there is no need to kill people, don't kill people."

"Well, Xiaoyin knows, I will do it too."
Chapter completed!