Ten Thousand Times Return: My Senior Sister Plucked Me At The Start

The Flying Dagger Formation consisted of a total of 108 prismatic flying daggers. Each flying dagger was forged from Black Tortoise Steel. They were prismatic in shape and had extremely sharp edges on all four sides. Some of them were even dipped in poison.

The Beast Cultivator came with the sole purpose of killing Zhao Mu.

However, the scene in front of him shocked the Beast Cultivator greatly.

This man's movement technique was so good that the flying daggers didn't touch him at all!

He had already pushed the speed of the flying daggers to the extreme. Logically speaking, even a Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse couldn't dodge it.

Even if the flying daggers cut a wound, the cold poison contained in the flying daggers was enough to kill a Soul Formation Stage powerhouse.

This poison was a priceless treasure. In order to get this poison, he had paid a huge price.

But at this moment, it had all become a joke.

The flying daggers couldn't even touch the corner of Zhao Mu's clothes, let alone hurt him.

As time passed, the Beast Cultivator's eyes turned red with anxiety. He no longer hid his cultivation aura. The aura of a Nascent Soul Stage peak-stage cultivator instantly burst out. He jumped in front of Zhao Mu and launched a fierce attack.

"Who sent you here?" Zhao Mu easily dodged the attacks of the jackal demon cultivator and questioned sternly.

"Boy, you insulted the True Dragon, so you should pay with blood!"

The Beast Cultivator roared and punched at Zhao Mu with all his strength.

Long Tianxiang?

Zhao Mu frowned slightly.

This guy was too bold. On such an important sect event like the hunting day, he dared to disobey the order of Empress Qingyun and secretly attack Zhao Mu. Was he really not afraid of being backfired?

But at this moment, Zhao Mu noticed a flash of panic in the Beast Cultivator's eyes.

There was something wrong.

Could it be that he was deliberately framing him?

Although Zhao Mu didn't have any good impression of Long Tianxiang, he couldn't believe that he was such a reckless guy. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing to have such an opponent.

Zhao Mu thought of something and immediately changed his strategy.

He originally planned to kill the Beast Cultivator, but now it seemed that he had to keep him alive and see if he could force some useful information out of him.

Whoosh!

Purple lightning spread out like vines, instantly entangling and imprisoning the Hu Wolf Demon Cultivator.

When the fists of the wolf beast cultivator were still three steps away from Zhao Mu, he lost the ability to move. His entire body was paralyzed on the spot, and his eyes were filled with terror.

What a terrifying technique. Even though he was at the peak of the original level, he felt powerless against a completion level-six human cultivator.

He was indeed a prodigy of the human race. He could not be allowed to remain in this world!

In an instant, a violent spiritual energy reaction erupted from the wolf demon's abdomen.

"This again?"

Now that Zhao Mu was experienced, she could tell at a glance that this jackal demon cultivator was about to self-destruct.

He immediately struck out with his palm and slammed it into Hu Lang's abdomen. The fierce Fire of the Red Sun blasted into his body and burned his Nascent Soul. Before his Nascent Soul exploded, he would destroy it first.

"Pfff …"

After failing to self-destruct, Hu Lang spat out a mouthful of blood and lost his spiritual power. The flying daggers around him also fell to the ground.

With his Nascent Soul destroyed, although the injuries wouldn't kill him, his cultivation level would drop directly to the completion level or even lower.

At this moment, Hu Lang's face was dejected. He knew that he was completely finished. After falling into Zhao Mu's hands, even death was a luxury.

Zhao Mu grabbed the jackal cultivator's neck and was about to interrogate him.

But at this moment, a stone flew through the air with a whoosh. It went directly into the jackal cultivator's left temple and came out from the right temple. It even brought out a piece of white brain matter, which almost splashed on Zhao Mu.

"Who is it!"

Zhao Mu was shocked. He quickly chased in the direction of the stone, but found nothing.

That person was extremely strong. He was definitely a top expert.

"Husband, are you okay?"

Niu Yulan rushed over and asked with concern.

Xing Ziyue frowned slightly. She looked at the jackal cultivator's corpse on the ground with a complicated expression and said to Zhao Mu, "Little Junior Brother, your current situation is really not very good. The only fortunate thing is that the demon clan seems to be in an internal struggle. Some want you to live, and some want you to die. Before the internal struggle of the demon clan is decided, you should still be safe."

Zhao Mu's eyes were cold as he said, "It's very simple. When a friend comes, there will be good wine. When an enemy comes, there will be a mother!"

Xing Ziyue was speechless by Zhao Mu's words. After a long time, she said sincerely, "I was worried for nothing. Even God doesn't dare to accept a scourge like you."

Zhao Mu waved his hand and took back the 108 flying knives on the ground.

These flying knives were quite interesting. Each flying knife was a separate magic weapon, and its grade was not low. It was at least at the fifth grade.

Not to mention the effect of increasing the power after the combination of the flying knife array, just picking up these 108 Fifth Grade flying knife magic weapons for free was also a great profit.

Moreover, the original owner of the flying knives had died. His soul had been destroyed, and there was no trace left. The flying knives were already ownerless. Zhao Mu only needed to take them back and refine them a little, and then they could become his magic weapon.

However, the poison on them had to be cleaned. After all, Zhao Mu did not know the origin of the poison. It would be bad if he accidentally hurt himself or others.

Even if he wanted to poison them, he had to refine the poison himself.

Zhao Mu touched the jackal's corpse again, but he did not find anything else.

This guy must have come to assassinate Zhao Mu with the intention of either succeeding or dying for a just cause. He would not leave behind anything that would expose his identity.

Shaking his head, Zhao Mu burned the corpse to ashes.

He continued hunting.

Not long after, the area around the Devil Suppressing Temple became lively.

Kong Miaoyin, Long Tianxiang, Xiao Wugui, and several other Yao cultivators flew over from different directions, preparing for the final hunt.

Zhao Mu glanced at it and felt slightly disappointed.

Within a radius of ten miles, he and Xing Ziyue were the only human cultivators. The rest were all demons.

Suddenly, an elephant stepped through the air and arrived.

"Why is there an elephant here?" Zhao Mu's expression became strange.

He took a closer look and found that the elephant did not have any signs of life. It seemed to be a mechanical puppet.

On the back of the elephant sat a thin young man in thin clothes.

The young man's lips were red, his teeth were white, and his eyes were bright. Besides being handsome, he also had a kind of neutral beauty. He looked in the direction of Zhao Mu and the other two. Then, his face lit up with joy as he galloped over on his elephant.

"Sister Lan, I didn't expect you to be here too."

The young man jumped down from the elephant's back and jumped in front of Niu Yulan, smiling so widely that his eyes turned into crescents.

Observing him closely, Zhao Mu found that this young man was a little too beautiful.

Unlike Zhao Mu who exuded a masculine charm, this young man was more demonic and weak. He had a unique youthful feeling. He should be the favorite of many big sisters.

From his appearance, the mechanical puppet he was riding, and the fact that he knew Niu Yulan, his identity was obvious.

This young man should be the Saint Prime Devil Sect's number one puppet technique genius, Zuo Xiangying.