Super Martial God

"Under the wind, the spirit has been destroyed for ten minutes."

Unconsciously, the day passed.

The next morning, Lin Mu suddenly showed joy.

This is a great progress.

The longer it takes to resist the wind of destruction, which means the longer it takes for him to ascend the spirit.

Now, every time he practices, he can understand and feel that the divine soul is getting stronger.

"Sir."

Just then, Montaigne's voice came, and the tone seemed to contain strong anger.

"What's the matter?"

Lin Mu exhaled slowly and said calmly.

"Here comes the iron blood alliance."

Montaigne angrily said, "he was in the reception hall and asked you to see him."

Yesterday, he also met people from the iron blood alliance. At that time, his attitude should be as good as possible. He didn't want to spend a night, and everything changed.

Of course, he knows the reason. It's just that these people think that Lin Mu's martial vein qualification is only yellow and has no future.

He completely scoffed at this.

These people with no eyes know what Mr. means.

How can a terrible existence that controls the power of the soul have only this qualification.

In his opinion, it must be Lin Mu who doesn't want to show his edge, deliberately keeps a low profile and secretly interferes with the test by means, which makes the displayed qualification only yellow and top-grade.

"Let me see him?"

Lin Mu's eyes were cold, and then he smiled, "good, I'll see him."

After going out, Meng Tian and Lin Mu complained as they walked towards the meeting room: "Sir, you don't see the face of the disciple of the iron blood League. You think you are right, and your nostrils are going to tilt up to the sky."

"Do you know who the other party is?"

Lin Mu said calmly.

"Yes, it's the core disciple of the iron regiment. It seems that it's called Xia Yu or something."

Montaigne was indignant, "I'm just a ninth level martial artist. I really think of myself."

Soon, they arrived at the reception hall.

At the head of the reception hall, a young man with a long face sat there, overlooking Lin Mu and Meng Tian who came in.

"Lin Mu, your airs are not small. You want me to wait for you here."

Unexpectedly, Lin Mu had not expressed dissatisfaction with the young man's attitude, but the other party scolded Lin Mu.

"The iron blood alliance asked you to come, not to talk about this nonsense?"

For such people, Lin Mu is too lazy to argue with each other.

"What's your attitude?"

The long faced young man's face sank, "forget it. I lost my identity for nothing by arguing with people like you. Now listen to me. I'll convey the arrangement instructions of the iron blood alliance to you."

Lin Mu didn't speak and looked at each other indifferently.

"Lin Mu's qualification evaluation is at the level of an external disciple, but since Lin Mu is a perfect martial arts teacher and controls the divine fist club, he is specially promoted to an internal disciple."

The young man with a long face said proudly, "also, I tell you, my name is Xia Yu. I'm a core disciple. You'd better be respectful in front of me in the future."

"Bastard, the core disciple is great. People who don't know think you are the leader of the iron blood alliance."

Montaigne was furious.

"Well?"

Xia Yu's eyes narrowed sharply. Sen looked at Montaigne coldly, "do you want to die?"

"Your uncle's......"

Montaigne is by no means a good tempered man, otherwise he would not have been easily angered by Lin Mu at the beginning.

"Montaigne, step back."

Before he became angry, Lin Mu waved his hand and looked at Xia Yu, "is there anything else?"

"Of course."

Xia Yu's face showed the color of drama and abuse, "although you joined my iron blood alliance, both iron group and blood group refused to recruit you, so you can only develop by yourself in the future."

After hearing this, Lin Mu's expression did not change.

"This is the explanation from the league. In addition, I have something to say to you."

Xia Yu continued, "to tell you the truth, I'm curious about how you, with your poor talent, cultivated a perfect martial arts teacher at this age and killed sun Zheng."

"Just say it. I'm not interested in trying to figure out what you mean."

Lin Mu said without emotion.

"I always didn't believe you could kill sun Zheng. I didn't understand it at first. Now when I see Mengtian, I understand everything. You must have colluded with Meng Tian and manipulated sun Zheng in advance, such as poisoning, so you can kill sun Zheng. "

Xia Yu raised his chin and looked like he had seen through Lin Mu.

"Your imagination is so rich."

Lin Mu lost his smile.

"Stop pretending. I'm not interested in how you killed sun Zheng."

Speaking of this, Xia Yu's eyes flashed a touch of greed, "I'm only curious about how you cultivate a perfect martial arts teacher, hand in the secret and take refuge in me."

Lin Mu looked at each other in amazement. He didn't expect that Xia Yu had this idea.

"You have no choice."

Xia Yu thought that Lin Mu was moved by himself, "now no faction of the iron blood League is willing to want you, but as long as you take refuge in me, I can protect you from worry in the future..."

"Ha ha ha."

Before he finished, Montaigne couldn't help laughing.

Lin Mu's strength is very strong. He knows that Xia Yu is just a ninth level martial arts master. He actually came to let Lin Mu take refuge in him.

He felt that he had never heard such a funny joke in his life.

"What are you laughing at?"

Xia Yu's face was completely cold. Meng Tian repeatedly provoked him and didn't teach him a lesson. The other party really didn't know how to restrain.

Montaigne ignored him and still laughed.

"Xia Yu, have you finished your words?"

Before Xia language broke out, Lin Mu said coldly.

As soon as Xia Yu heard it, he was even more angry: "what do you mean?"

"When you're finished, get out of here."

Lin Mu shook his head. This summer language has a real IQ problem. I can't hear such an obvious hint.

"You... You say it again?"

Xia Yu's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Get out."

Lin Mu's face was cold. He was not interested in wasting time with this clown.

"Die."

Xia Yu's eyes were angry.

"Blue falling sword."

When his hand turned over, a long blue sword fell into his hand.

With linglie killing machine, he directly chopped Lin Mu with a sword.

Xia Yu is a ninth level martial arts master. This blue falling sword is also a medium-grade spirit weapon. The combination of the two is as powerful as the top martial arts master.

Unfortunately, he is facing Lin Mu.

Buzz!

The dazzling sword is like a long river, which runs through the void in an instant. It seems to cut Lin Mu in half.

Lin Mu was expressionless and didn't use any weapons. He punched directly.

"You're looking for your own death..."

Seeing Lin Mu's great support, Xia Yu was angry and happy.

But before he finished, his face stiffened.

Bang!

Lin Mu's fist is ordinary, like a mortal's fist.

However, with this punch, his sword was suddenly broken by Lin Mu.

Without giving Xia Yu a chance to respond, Lin Mu stepped out and suddenly appeared in front of Xia Yu like a ghost.

Pop!

A slap in the face and fell hard on Xia Yu's face.

Without warning, Xia Yu's body was slapped on the spot and turned out.