The promotion of ancient martial arts begins with killing a cow with one punch

More than twenty people rushed towards Li Mubai, brandishing the weapons in their hands, killing them with ferocious faces.

The corpses on the ground are no longer cared about. This may be a tragedy. Originally, he broke through to become a martial arts master, and the future is extremely bright, but if he dies here, everything will end.

Quietly looking at those murdered guys, Li Mubai shook his head.

Fang Tian's painted halberd leaned forward slightly, and was then grasped tightly with one hand.

The crescent moon was placed vertically, and under the sweep of Fang Tian's painting halberd, seven people were swept away. At the same time, their bodies turned around and came around again.

The advantages of long-handled weapons are undoubtedly revealed at this time, every inch is long and every inch is strong!

Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was one foot long, made it impossible for those people to get close, even if they couldn't get close, they couldn't hurt Li Mubai even more.

Fang Tian's painted halberd of two thousand catties, even if he didn't use much force, as long as he swept it, the opponent would be knocked into the air.

In the blink of an eye, there was no one standing in front of Li Mubai, and they all fell to the ground.

"Whoops, whoops!"

"What can we do now?"

"He's too strong."

Lying on the ground, many seniors were howling, and many wanted to get up, but when they saw Li Mubai holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, thinking about how he had just been defeated, they didn't dare to get up, and could only lie down On the ground, pretending to be injured.

Not to mention, they pretended well, at least Li Mubai didn't have the idea of ​​continuing to attack.

"Go away, take his body and leave, I don't want to see you again!"

With a sneer, Li Mubai turned and left.

When he turned around, more than one person had a fierce look in his eyes, wanting to pick up a weapon and kill again.

A sneak attack from behind should be successful, but they didn't do so, mainly because they didn't dare, were afraid, and because the little Jiujiu in their hearts was at work.

This time the operation was directed by Qin Jian'an, but now that Qin Jian'an was dead, they, the juniors, were considered to have failed.

Even if they got the Sui Sui Pill and the formula of the Sui Sui Pill, they didn't seem to be able to get much. The only one who could divide that kind of treasure was the Grandmaster, and they were not Grand Masters, at most, there were only a few half-steps. Just a guru.

Soon, many juniors carried Qin Jian'an's body, got into a car and fled the Taoist temple at high speed.

There were bursts of heated discussions and various celebrations in the live broadcast room. Judging by their appearance, they didn't have the slightest feeling about Li Mubai's murder, as if all of this was correct.

After chatting for a while, Li Mubai closed the live broadcast room, and at the same time told his disciples to go down to rest.

Back in his room, he put Fang Tian's painted halberd on the weapon rack, Li Mubai's face turned pale all of a sudden.

"This overlord's halberd technique, I still have some difficulty in using it, the realm is not enough!"

Recalling the battle with Qin Jian'an, Li Mubai didn't have any regrets. He even killed the opponent on purpose. The only thing he didn't expect was that the Overlord's Halberd Technique was more difficult than he imagined.

With his current foundation-building second-level realm, he performed it like this, and even suffered internal injuries.

Li Mubai heaved a sigh of relief after experiencing the injury.

"Fortunately, it's only a minor injury. You can recover after a few nights of rest."

"In addition, this is a rare internal injury, which is of great help to the practice of breathing."

"Practice, practice!"

In Li Mubai's live broadcast room, several new accounts quit the live broadcast room. At the same time, in the North and South Martial Arts Association, the sword king's face was gloomy, and the boxing champion Xie Xingwen's face was also ugly.

Li Mubai's blatant attack was considered a covert slap in the face.

Qin Jian'an and others were naturally instigated by them in order to obtain the pill of washing marrow.

They have all seen the effect of the Xisui Pill, so they naturally want to obtain this kind of treasure, especially those above the level of the Grand Master and the Grand Master level, they need this kind of thing even more.

"Senior Sword King, what do you think?" Xie Xingwen suddenly stood up and looked at Sword King.

Not many people know the original name of Sword King. Everyone just remembers that he is called Sword King and has a treasured sword in his hand. With this sword, Sword King has always been a myth in the North and South Wushu circles, and even more so by the North and South Wushu Association. The treasure of the town hall!
As long as the sword king is around, the North and South Martial Arts Association will not collapse, but in this situation, it is not necessarily so.

Li Mubai did it openly, few people know about it, but it will inevitably spread, the live broadcast of killing people, the impact of this matter is too great.

As long as people from other martial arts associations see it and investigate carefully, they will know who Qin Jianan is.

Those martial arts masters in Huaguo are all famous and numerous, there are not a few masters who pop up suddenly, Li Mubai is not counted, he also expands his reputation little by little, and then becomes known to the world.

"I'll go."

"Senior, it's a little dangerous, why don't I go with you!" Xie Xingwen's face brightened, the sword king was going to go there, he thought of a possibility.

In the battle between the sword king and Li Mubai, no matter who wins, it will be very beneficial to him.

Of course, Xie Xingwen was more willing to believe that it was the sword king who won, and he was a senior, a strong man in the realm of a great master.

"I went alone, no matter what happens, this is the way it is, understand?"

Raising his head, the sword king's eyes became clear, and the taste in those eyes made Xie Xingwen calm down, even his forehead began to sweat.

Cold sweat ran down his cheeks, but Xie Xingwen didn't dare to wipe it off at all.

He had an illusion that if he raised his hand at this time, he would only get a knife from the sword king.

The sword king's hand was already on the handle, ready to attack at any time, he didn't have the confidence to block the knife king's sword.

"You have the final say."

"Ah."

Xie Xingwen didn't dare to move, the sword king stood up satisfied, and then left the association step by step.

When the sword king walked out of the room, Xie Xingwen fell to his seat, and the cold sweat expanded several times in an instant.

"This old guy seems to be getting stronger, hmph! I'm not far from that level, thanks to that guy hurting me last time!"

Gritting his teeth, Xie Xingwen's face became ferocious, staring fixedly at the original position of the sword king, as if that position should belong to him.

That afternoon, the sword king came outside the Taoist temple alone.

This is the first time he has come here, and it is also the first time he has seen such a splendid Taoist temple.

As the strongest member of the North and South Martial Arts Association, and also the strongest person with the most resources, he is also well-informed.

But it was the first time he had seen Li Mubai's Taoist temple like this.

Stretch out your hand and put it on the gate of the Taoist temple.

"When, when..."

Knock on the door one after another. After the sword king knocked, he waited patiently.

The moment he hit it, Li Mubai opened his eyes.

"Is anyone here again?"

"It's really annoying."

"But let me see, who is so bold!"

Walking towards the gate step by step, Li Mubai showed a curious look on his face.

When he opened the door, he saw an old man holding a sword.

"I am the sword king, come to challenge, I represent the North and South Wushu Association!"

"Oh, alright."

Li Mubai's face became serious in an instant. From the sword king, he saw a kind of Tao, a kind of Tao that belonged to the sword king.

The other party is not as good as himself in terms of cultivation, but in terms of martial arts realm, he is still superior to himself.

An hour later, the sword king went down the mountain, and the sword king who went down the mountain seemed a little lonely. The precious sword he was proud of turned into a broken sword.