The strongest protagonist system

Chapter 132 It's Heinously Hard...

"Hahaha, Zanghe, Zanghe, don't play tricks on me, just admit it!"

"Where is the person? Where did the little guy you put your high hopes on go? Isn't it because you are afraid to come?"

"Zanghe, as a human being, you must be content and accept your fate. Letting you share [-]% is already very good. Just like before, we get [-]% and you get [-]%. Is it true that Wuji's old Bei and I have agreed?"

Master Fengji kept shouting loudly.

Zanghe looked gloomy, if he had changed before, he would have kicked Fengji over.

Damn, just be proud of yourself, wait for Ouyang Feng to come, and see what kind of bear that little lunatic will torture you into!
A group of elders of the third demon sect also had ugly faces. Facing the ridicule of the elders of the demon sword sect, they started to shoot each other in the eye.

A long time passed, and finally, a smile appeared on Zang He's face.

Master Fengji had been paying attention to Zanghe for a long time, and seeing Zanghe's expression at this moment, he followed Zanghe's gaze, looked over, and saw Xu Mu who followed Feng Qi.

"Hmph, is he the hole card of Zanghe Laogui? It's quite ordinary, just holding the alchemy realm!"

Feng Ji was still a little dignified at first, but after looking at Xu Mu for a while, he showed a look of disdain, and said with a sneer, "It seems that you are waiting for him, since he is here, let's get ready to start!"

At this time, the disciples of the third demon sect also saw Xu Mu.

In an instant, after being suppressed by the Tianjiao of the Demon Sword Sect, the disheartened face of the Third Demon Sect turned into agitation, and they all looked at Xu Mu with adoring and expectant eyes, which made those Tianjiao disciples of the Demon Sword Sect feel baffling.

Damn, who is this person? It seems weird!

After Xu Mu came over, he waved to the disciples of the third demon sect around him, "Hahaha, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you all doing?"

"Very good, senior brother Ouyang!"

"Brother, come on!"

"Hahaha, I seem to have seen the ending!"

"Idiots of Demon Sword Sect, your great terror is about to come, are you ready to tremble?"

The crowd was boisterous.

Zang He coughed lightly, which made the disciples of the Third Demon Sect calm down, and said, "Ouyang Feng, come to the next martial arts meeting, remember, ahem, don't kill me!"

Xu Mu stepped onto the ring and said casually, "I will try my best!"

as far as possible?

Try your best!
You speak as if you are so fucking awesome, as if you can kill us if you want to, really don't know what it means, rampant and ignorant!

The Tianjiao disciples of Demon Sword Sect were furious, glared at Xu Mu one after another, and then began to challenge Master Fengji.

Feng Ji was also furious, and said with a sneer, "What a crazy kid, I want to see how you can do your best, Yun Zhonghe, go and play!"

In the group of Demon Sword Sect disciples, a young man who was sneering at this moment nodded his head when he heard the words, and stepped directly into the Wuwu ring.

Then, staring at Xu Mu, Yun Zhonghe sneered and said, "You have successfully aroused Lao Tzu's anger. Next, I will let you live in fear!"

"Um"

Xu Mu let out a casual "hmm".

Yun Zhonghe was stunned.

Ok?
What the fuck does the word "um" mean?
Is it afraid?still afraid?Still afraid?

Yun Zhonghe looked gloomy, and shouted, "I will break your arms!"

"Um"

Yunzhonghe, "."

An impatience surged in the depths of his eyes, Yun Zhonghe gave Xu Mu a cold look, raised his hand directly, and made the first move impressively.

In the previous few martial arts meetings, the disciples of the Demon Sword Sect were all late strikers. This time Yun Zhonghe made the first move because he was really stimulated by Xu Mu's indifferent attitude.

Your sister, I'm fucking talking harshly, so you're only fucking okay?If you say the same harsh words, I will feel better, but I really feel powerless when I hit the cotton ball with heavy punches!
Damn bastard, dare to tease me and let you die!

Yun Zhonghe is ready to kill.

With a flash of the black spirit sword in his hand, that strange black smoke appeared again, flipping in the air, surrounding the black spirit sword, containing strange power.

It wasn't until this moment that Xu Mu finally pulled himself together.

Ouch, it looks interesting.

"Suffer to death!"

Yun Zhonghe sneered, and when the black spirit sword turned, Tao Tao's sword energy gushed out, containing an extremely pungent aura, spreading towards Xu Mu.

On the other hand, Yun Zhonghe was holding a black spirit sword, and quickly moved towards Xu Mu.

Xu Mu flashed a bleeding tiger bone sword in his hand, staring at the black smoke.

Raise your hand.

The blood tiger bone sword transformed into sword circles, resisting all incoming sword energy.

But this situation only lasted for a while, because Yun Zhonghe came with black smoke, and that strange black smoke was driven by the black spirit sword, and collided with the blood tiger bone sword.

Click!

Xu Mu's Blood Tiger Bone Sword, which Xu Mu had been using so easily, was actually shattered!
Xu Mu was stunned.

Your uncle, what kind of power was that weird power just now?It seems to be full of tyrannical destructive power, especially for swords, it seems to have a natural suppression.

Xu Mu became interested.

At this time, Yun Zhonghe looked excited, stopped with a smirk in his eyes, and growled, "Stinky boy, tremble, howl, scream, aren't you awesome? Aren't you crazy? So what now? In my eyes, you are just|"

However, he didn't finish his sentence.

He found that in front of his eyes, there was a black shadow attacking quickly.

Unable to realize what the hell that black shadow was, Yun Zhonghe was hit in the face by an extremely tyrannical force in a daze.

In the blink of an eye, Yunzhonghe was blown away, and the person in mid-air let out a shrill scream, then exploded, turning into a rain of blood.

Xu Mu slapped Fei Yunzhonghe, and said casually, "The villain died because he talked too much, and you don't have to pretend to be forceful, so why are you beeping?"

After finishing speaking, Xu Mu ignored Master Fengji and the elders and disciples of the Demon Flame Sect who stood up in shock at this time, looked at the black spirit sword that fell on the ground with curious eyes, and said to himself, "This damn What kind of sword? It seems unusual!"

Xu Mu was just about to pick up the black spirit sword.

Master Fengji shouted with a gloomy face, "Stinky boy, don't touch this sect's sword!"

Xu Mu curled his lips and smiled, "Old guy, this is my fucking trophy. If you say don't move, I won't move?"

Ga?
What did he say?
He seems to have scolded me!

What the hell!

Feng Jizhen was trembling with anger, his eyes flickered with anger, looked at Zanghe, gritted his teeth and said, "Old ghost, he"

Zanghe's eyelids twitched, and he said hastily, "Hehe, hehe, don't be angry, brother Fengji, this kid has been a little hysterical since he went crazy, please forgive me!"

Hysteria?
It turned out to be a snake spirit disease!
Only then did Master Fengji bear it. He is a majestic teacher, and there is no need to deal with a snake spirit. However, when Xu Mu picked up the black spirit sword and looked left and right, he immediately showed a sarcasm, and said with a mocking smile. , "Stinky boy, you can't understand even if you look at it. The spirit sword of this sect has nothing to urge and nothing to break. Why don't you return it to me soon?"

Xu Mu glanced at him, and then, with a smirk flashing across his eyes, he said, "Can nothing be broken? In other words, it's so damn hard? I don't know how it compares to my little brother who watched movies for three days and three nights." How are you doing?"

After finishing speaking, a spirit sword suddenly flashed from Xu Mu's hand.

This is one of a wave of junk swords in his storage ring.

Holding two spirit swords in his hand, Xu Mu raised them up, and suddenly said with a sneer, "How dare you say that nothing can be broken if it's just rubbish? Break it for me!"

The two spirit swords converged in midair.

Click!

An instant later, a sword was intact.

The other one, however, was almost shattered.

The intact one is a trash sword!

And the one that was crushed was naturally the black spirit sword that Master Fengji placed high hopes on and was extremely confident.
(End of this chapter)