The Divine Martial Stars

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Below, [a knife and a broken soul] Wu Hao's eyes, smashed.

"Where is the Lord sacred?" His voice stirred in the barren hills and mountains of the moonlight night: "Why is it blocking the way of the owner of the village?"

The peak of the stone peak.

Li Mu, who was transformed into the image of a burly old man, did not speak.

His left foot gently glimpsed.

The invisible strength of the power turned into an air wave, and broke out with him as the center.

All the stagnant breeze villages, including the dead six dead masters, all flew out, fell from the stone peak, fell in the air, by the moonlight can be vaguely seen, falling In the process, all the bodies were like the ears of rice that the farmer had slashed, split into two and broke.

Under the "Lightning 斩" of the six knives of the Fengyun, these cockroaches, do not know how they died.

"The moon is rare, and the blackbird flies south..."

Li Mu only opened his mouth at this time.

He actually saw the bright moon in the sky. He wanted to slap an ancient poem on the earth as the opening poem of his incarnation, to create a sense of the atmosphere.

However, Zhangkou said these two sentences and suddenly felt that the words behind it were not suitable for such occasions.

After a pause, Li Mu didn't know how to continue to force it.

This is very embarrassing.

Li Muton paused, so he had to change his mouth, and changed another sentence on the earth. He stood on the top of Shifeng, a look of a worldly high-ranking man, saying: "Wen Jun sits in the Qingfeng Village, there is no knife, A knife and a broken soul, and a good head, Megatron Quartet, I am very yearning, and tonight, the two months of high hanging, especially want to invite, by the use of a good head, please do not be embarrassed."

[A knife and a broken soul] The martial arts look cold and cold like a winter, said: "You are the person who broke the water flow door? If you want to pick up the number of people in Wu's head, I am afraid that you don't have that ability." The voice fell, his mouth There was a strange roar in the air.

His kneeling [Jiu Ding Chrysanthemum Leopard] suddenly smashed out and turned into a black lightning bolt, screaming at the monks, and quickly rushing toward the pinnacle.

Li Mu’s eyes narrowed.

Fast speed!

This black chrysanthemum leopard is really a wilderness, no trace of snow, no sound, a prance is more than ten meters, sprinting, two or three breathing time, it has already reached the pinnacle.

I saw this animal and four feet at the same time force, leaped up, set off more than 20 meters high, grabbed on the stone wall, like the tofu, tearing the crack, with the power of anti-seismic, carrying the monk, and 窜More than ten meters.

Li Mu’s eyes are bright.

"Hahaha, except for your head, this black big cat, I want it too."

He took a palm and shot it on a rock that was taller by himself.

Hey!

The huge rock that has stood on the pinnacle for thousands of years, was smashed by the roots, and flew out, carrying the power of infinite impact, such as a meteor, one person and one leopard.

The timing angle is as good as the antelope hanging angle.

"Ha ha ha... give me a drive."

The monk drank, his body was like a big bird, and he jumped up on the black panther. The **** giant blade in his hand smashed his head, and a **** light shone through the night sky.

laugh!

Thin paper tears the general sound.

Under the force of tens of thousands of pounds of huge rocks, like a piece of tofu, was taken from the middle to the second, separated to the sides, rubbing the shape of the monk, flew out and left, fell to the cliff.

Li Mu took a breath.

A good knife.

He is not the hairy boy when he first came to the alien planet. He has a certain degree of accomplishment for the martial arts of this world, especially the knife. At first glance, although he seems to understand and understand, he cannot see the sword of Wushu. Wonderful, but you can feel it, that knife is terrible.

Between the mind and the electric turn, Li Mu held the long handle with a knife.

His posture of holding the knife is very weird.

The shank is in front and the blade is backwards. It seems that the knives are not completely right.

At the foot of Li Mu, the eight-character Ding stood, standing tall and straight, sucking in the center, standing still, keeping a strange posture, a kind of inexplicable flow turned away.

At the same time, the black panther roared and leaped again.

In the midair, it accurately caught the martial arts that fell slightly.

This person and a beast cooperate very well. With the help of this connection, the body shape of the monk once again leaps like a scorpion, and immediately leaps to the top of the pinnacle. The figure is as fast as lightning, directly facing Li Mu, once again A knife is thrown out.

"Yellow Spring Diverted... Kill!"

He drank, and his voice was like a thunder, like a wild beast roaring.

The **** knife is poured down like a river of yellow spring blood.

Li Mu did not move, and took root under his feet. He still held the long-handed knives in his backhand, and his eyes fixed on the **** knife.

Under the transformation of [Congenital Power], his sense of sensitivity is sharp, his vision is comparable to that of the eagle, and for the outsiders, the **** knives of the trajectory cannot be captured. In his eyes, the blade can be clearly seen and even seen. Cut the air into the blade, and a layer of transparent airflow in the void.

At the moment of one thousandth, Li Mu also got a knife.

"Putting a knife!"

Li Mu’s tongue was rolling and thundering, and he moved the world.

Hey!

The collision of the knife and the knife.

Mars splashed in the moonlight.

Intertwined, clothing hunting.

Like a giant eagle, the monks leaped from the top of Li Mu’s head and landed about ten meters behind.

And Li Mu seems to be a meteorite, standing firmly in the same place, just holding the knife's posture, has turned the knife handle from the backhand to the back, turned into a blade facing outward, rising, like a note of tribute.

silence.

Under the moonlight, on the pinnacle, the two figures seem to be solidified.

The mountain winds rise and blow through thousands of mountains.

Green trees are like waves.

The sound of the mountains is deep and distant, and the mystery is like the rising tide of the sea.

On the lower mountain road, there are dozens of Qingfeng villages that survived.

They were afraid to hide behind various mountains and trees, looked up, stared nervously at the mountains, and could see the two figures faintly, but did not know which one they won.

Especially the second-person who played the role of military officer in the Qingfeng Village, saw the machine early, hid in advance, and was not killed by the arrows of Li Mu.

At this point, he was carefully hiding behind a rock and stone, watching the peak of Shifeng nervously, the monk is alive and dead, for him, too important.

The peak of the stone peak.

Dead silence.

After about five or six interest.

The monk closed his knife and slowly turned.

"Fast knife method." He had a frightened color on his face. It seemed to recall the cycle of life and death in the moment of recollection. "I have encountered countless knife masters in my life, even if it is [Guanshan Ranch 】 The fourth of the four large and small swordsmen in Shenzong is the slasher knife. Zhang Yuning's knife is not as fast as your knife."

The wind blew, and the martial arts’ sleeves flew out with the wind.

Li Mu also slowly turned back.

His face was slightly pale, a drop of blood appeared from his left shoulder, and then a drop of blood came out.

The blood stained the robe on his body.

Slowly, the clothes on his body cracked a gap, and on the underside of the skin, a thin knife mark appeared, and blood was drawn from the knife mark.

"A knife is broken... It really is a good knife."

Li Mu could not help but sigh.

Dangdang!

The long-handed knives in his hand broke from the blade's most prosperous position, and the upper half fell to the ground.

This former Taibai County ordered the steel knives left in the practice room, which is definitely a good product in the boutique. The sharpness is broken and the hair is broken, but it can't compete with the **** giant blade in the hands of the monk.

However, the gains and losses of a knife, Li Mu is not on the mind.

What he really feels wrong and frustrated is that at the moment when the knife and the light are interlaced, he clearly has captured the trajectory of the blood-colored giant blade, and also gathers the knife with the sword that has never been shot. Power, the two knives that have been formed in the six knives of the Fengyun, [pull knives] are thicker and more stable than [Lightning 斩], which is a knife that will kill, and under the deliberate momentum of Li Mu, the power is stronger...

However, Li Mu was defeated in a positive confrontation.

Under the prestigious name, there is no vain.

The well-known martial arts powerhouse has its terrible things.

This monk, the strength is terrible, is definitely the strongest and most arrogant warrior Li Yu has ever encountered since coming to the planet. The martial arts knife method is the strongest. It is definitely above the nine products. May be the cheats of the seven products.

This is not the difference in strength.

It is the gap between the knife and the war.

After all, Li Mu is a new martial art.

Even if there is the infusion of the old gods and the help of the two kinds of immortal techniques, such as "Congenital" and "True Wushu", his martial arts experience, martial arts theory and practical experience are limited, so the knife method created is still It is impossible to truly compete with the knife that is truly tempered by the world and summed up by countless martial arts sages.

But he is not discouraged and not discouraged.

Because Li Mu deeply understands, any skillful thing must be tried and tested while being inclusive, in order to truly achieve perfection, and the six knives are the first step in his tempering.

The mountain winds roar, and the moon is cold.

The martial arts face was cold, and he held the **** giant blade and walked slowly.

"A quick knife... It’s a pity that your knife is fast, but the underlying is not enough, the stamina is shallow, you want to take the road to Jane's route? Unfortunately, the boulevard has always been a vast expanse of smoke, really want to be simple, need After all the prosperous and profound esoteric, can we really get into the simple and simplistic, martial arts knives, and it is never possible to simplify the simplification, not to see the road, how to enter the road?"

Li Mu had to admit that he was right.

This is a strong knife. For the sentiment of the martial arts practice, the word is worth a thousand dollars.

Li Mu aweed and bowed his hand, saying: "Thank you for your advice. However, if you say this kind of golden jade in front of me, don't you think you have won?"

Wu Hao smiled and said: "Killing a master has always been the most enjoyable pleasure, and killing a knife master like you is undoubtedly enjoyment of enjoyment... In my [Yellow Spring Diversion] 】, the sternum has been cut off, the knife is hurting and guilty, you absolutely have no counterattack force."