Super Martial God

With one step, the forest shepherd disappeared.

At the next moment, people's eyes tightened, and Lin Mu's figure appeared in front of sun Zheng.

Bang!

Without leaving his hand, Lin Mu punched again.

"Overlord fist!"

On the other hand, stimulated by strong pressure, sun Zheng has already thrown away the so-called appointment of three moves.

The fist is like a surging river, with boundless domineering spirit, facing Lin Mu.

It is also the overlord fist, which is exerted by sun Zheng and Meng Tian. One is in the sky and the other is on the earth.

Boom!

In a flash, the two fists collided firmly.

With their fists as the center, the fierce fist strength, crazy opposition and entanglement, created a destructive air wave and raged around.

With a click, the gate of the inn behind them directly collapsed, and many tables and chairs in the inn were also thrown away, broken and in a mess.

Lin Mu and sun Zheng did not retreat. Their fists were equal.

"You can't help me."

Sun Zheng said coldly, "let's stop today. It's good for you and me. How about it?"

"He rushed into someone else's house with murderous spirit and said countless cruel words. He found that the other party was an iron plate that couldn't knock. He wanted to end it with one sentence. There is such a cheap good thing in the world?"

Lin Mu smiled sarcastically.

"What do you want?"

Sun Zhengdao.

"Like you, even if you leave today, you are bound to hold a grudge against me in the future."

Lin Mu's tone was flat, "so I have only one idea for people like you, that is to kill you."

Crackle!

While talking, Lin Mu's other hand suddenly raised.

In the sound of bones, Lin Mu clenched his five fingers and hit sun Zheng hard.

"Impossible..."

Sun Zheng's face changed dramatically and he lost his voice and exclaimed.

He touched Lin Mu with one fist. He had devoted himself to it. It was impossible to use another hand.

Therefore, he always believed that Lin Mu, like him, was not too afraid.

I didn't expect that Lin Mu could violate common sense and punch his other hand.

Naturally, he would not know that Lin Mu now has two spirits, which is equal to two people fighting. Naturally, he can easily use the other hand.

Caught off guard, sun Zheng was directly punched by Lin Mu and flew again.

This time, it was much worse than last time.

His true Qi has been completely injected into his fist to fight against the fist before Lin Mu.

Therefore, he has no excess Qi to defend.

Click!

Without the protection of genuine Qi, his chest was also punched through by Lin Mu on the spot.

Poof!

The sternum was broken, and the flesh and viscera turned into a pillar of blood and burst out from behind him.

"Roar..."

After falling to the ground, sun Zheng's face was painful and twisted, looked up and opened his mouth, as if he was going to scream.

But his lungs, which had just been broken, were short of breath. He couldn't make a sound at all. He could only make an ugly roar.

Run!

Sun Zheng's reaction was also very fast. He was seriously injured. He knew he was not Lin Mu's opponent and turned around to escape.

But now that Lin Mu has laid a cruel hand, how can he escape.

The so-called letting the tiger go back to the mountain will bring endless trouble. Sun Zheng is a man who must be killed.

Three world formula.

After a few flashes, Lin Mu caught up with sun Zheng.

He kicked sun Zheng in the back with his right foot in the air and kicked sun Zheng to the ground.

Then, Lin Mu moved as fast as the wind, his left foot fell and violently stepped on Sun Zheng's neck.

Click!

Sun Zheng's neck was directly trampled off by Lin Mu. His eyeballs bulged and he was killed on the spot.

When the cool wind blew, the whole street was silent.

Everyone looked at the terrible scene in horror.

Sun Zheng, the leader of Shenquan guild and the top martial arts master, was crushed and killed in this way.

This scene is really shocking.

The most feared person is Montaigne.

Sun Zheng is his master and his arrogance.

But now, sun Zheng is also killed by neilin mu.

This is undoubtedly the most terrible nightmare for him.

Lin Mu, who made all this, was the devil in the dream.

"Get out of here, I want to get out of here."

The more he thought, the more frightened he was. He began to raise his feet and wanted to sneak away.

"Take another step and break your dog leg."

However, as soon as I got to the door, a cold voice came into my ears.

Montaigne's body trembled violently, and his feet, just about to step out of the threshold of the inn, were also stiff in the air.

He warned Mengtian, but then Lin Mu went to sun Zheng's body.

Glancing at Sun Zheng, he found that he didn't even have a space ring. He couldn't help but show his dislike: "at least he's a guild leader, but he's a poor ghost."

Sure that he couldn't get oil and water from sun Zheng, Lin Mu looked at Mengtian again: "take me to Shenquan club."

Anyway, sun Zheng has been killed. Lin Mu simply broke the Shenquan club and took away the treasure house of the Shenquan club, which can be regarded as the compensation for this move.

Lin Mu doesn't want to lose money.

Montaigne looked sad and regretted like a flood.

Originally, he had a good life, supported by Shenquan, and his strength was not weak. He could live a leisurely dandy life.

Why would he offend Lin Mu.

Now, sun Zheng has been killed. Lin Mu has a nightmare. It seems that even Shenquan club doesn't want to let go.

It's like falling from heaven to hell in a day.

But no matter how regretful he was, he didn't dare to disobey Lin Mu's words, otherwise he had no doubt that Lin Mu would kill him with one punch.

Led by Montaigne, Lin Mu came to the Shenquan club very easily.

"Senior brother."

"Montaigne is back. Where's the sect leader?"

Seeing Mengtian, many people of Shenquan club took the initiative to say hello, including disciples and elders of Shenquan club.

"Master... Master, he..."

Montaigne walked in front like a puppet with a wonderful expression on his face. He didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"What's the matter with the sect leader?"

Shenquan Club people are baffled.

No matter how rich their imagination is, they will not think that sun Zheng has been killed.

"No, the sect leader was killed."

At this time, several disciples will come from outside.

As a third rate top force, Shenquan Club naturally has its own intelligence power.

What's more, it's a big deal that sun Zheng was killed. It's hard for others to know such a big noise.

"What?"

The faces of the Shenquan club changed.

"Presumptuous, how dare you spread rumors and make trouble here to slander the sect leader? Come on, drag them down and kill them."

An elder inside immediately shouted.

"Yes."

A group of disciples of Shenquan club soon rushed up to take down these disciples who passed information.

"No need."

Their behavior was stopped by Montaigne, "master, he... He was indeed killed."

Hearing the speech, the elder and all the members of the divine fist club were struck by lightning.

If others could lie, Montaigne would never.

Sun Zhengzheng is Montaigne's master. His death is not good for Montaigne.