Devour evolution from a knife

Li Mu was calculating quickly in his mind, cursing himself for being wrong. He originally thought that the Dragon and Tiger Sect would create rare creatures, which would prove that the rare creatures in this sect were scarce. The spirit grass slipped away.

But the moment he saw the rare creatures of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, he immediately understood that the Dragon and Tiger Sect didn't need rare creatures at all, and their artificial rare creatures were much stronger than ordinary rare creatures.

Now, the strong man in the golden core period is watching from the side, he has absolutely no possibility of escaping, he can only use this opportunity to attract the attention of the other party, if not, he will surely die in an ugly way.

This is one point of using the talent and supernatural powers, and the speed, he dare not reveal too much, if the speed is fully opened, using the Lin Zijue, plus extra strength, at least twice the speed of these guys, and this The speed revealed from time to time is only a little faster than the opponent.

The speed of the avatar was not fast, and it was wiped out by the opponent's wave of swords in just ten breaths, but it also separated them into two groups, reducing a little pressure.

After the first clone exploded, Li Mu sacrificed another clone.

The four swords behind him divided into two again, and they both chased after each other. Li Mu's pressure decreased again, and there was only one tenth-rank ordinary weapon and one ninth-rank ordinary weapon left behind.

"What a fast speed!" Seeing this, the monk in the air frowned. At this moment, even he became vigilant, followed slowly in the air, and stared closely at Li Mu.

The monk who had been careless at first began to observe carefully at this time, and found that Li Mu skillfully used his avatar to disperse the enemy. He also secretly sighed that this pig-killing knife was clever.

"Damn it." The performance was too eye-catching, and the monk's perception locked him firmly, and the idea of ​​letting him release the fight also fell through.

"Boom." The sword energy from behind was still roaring, and Li Mu fled towards the forested mountainous area, gradually increasing his speed in a hurry.

However, at this moment, the monk seemed to have lost his patience, and played a third-order gravity talisman, which was firmly attached to Li Mu's blade. His weight, which was originally 640, suddenly doubled, and Li Mu was caught off guard. Almost fell down.

Seeing the rare creatures gathered in the rear again, Li Mu shouted quickly while being nervous: "Stop!"

The monk let out a strange laugh, and said in a sinister voice, "Kill him!"

Rare beings with no alignment released their sword energy faster and faster.

In desperation, Li Mu slammed out the Spirit Jue, his speed soared, and he dashed into the mountainous area in front of him.

"Cultivator Jue?" Seeing this, the monk was greatly surprised, and suddenly realized that this is a rare creature with a master. It is impossible for ordinary rare creatures to know the monk's Jue.

The monk narrowed his eyes slightly, and rushed into the woods himself.

After a while, Li Mu was caught by the monk, who grinned grimly: "Nine points of merit! Who is it for?" After speaking, the monk glanced at the few rare creatures below, as if deliberating.

Li Mu's soul wandered anxiously in his own space, feeling like he could steal the chicken but lose the rice.

"I came here on orders!" Li Mu said angrily with his face floating.

"Order?" The monk frowned slightly.

Li Mu saw that the other party did not shoot him immediately, and said, "That's right, I came to the Dragon and Tiger Sect following the sect's decree!"

"Hahaha!" The monk laughed loudly: "It's easy to find nowhere to go through the iron shoes, and there are merit points delivered to your door, Ling Feng, these nine merit points belong to you." The monk was in a happy mood, He preached to the tenth-grade mortal vessel.

In the eyes of the monk, there is absolutely no reason to let Li Mu be such a rare creature with a master.

Hearing this, seeing that the monk was about to throw himself out to be devoured by the rare creatures below, Li Mu said desperately, "Wait! I'm here with the sword patriarchal finger!" Li Mu began to rush to the doctor in a hurry.

However, the monk didn't intend to let him go at all, and gently threw him towards the tenth-grade mortal weapon.

"The ancestor of Jianzong came out of the mountain!" Li Mu quickly added.

Hearing about the ancestor of the Sword Sect, the monk's expression changed, he hurriedly took Li Mu into his hands, and said in a dark voice, "Which ancestor!"

Li Mu took out a golden pill from the space calmly and handed it to the monk.

"Golden pill?" The monk wrinkled and didn't snatch the golden pill from Li Mu's hand.

Li Mu coughed dryly and said, "Jian Wuchang, the ancestor of the Sword Sect, came out of the mountain and sent me to deliver a message to the Dragon and Tiger Sect."

"Jian Wuchang?" The monk turned pale with shock, and said with a gloomy face: "Boy, who are you fooling, Jian Wuchang died of exhaustion of life energy 500 years ago!"

Li Mu saw that this name was useful, and said solemnly: "Seven days ago, more than 2000 monks from the Dragon and Tiger Sect, the Dingshan Sect, and the Zifu Sect came to attack my Sword Sect. Come out of the mountain, wash the monks of the three sects with blood, and order me to bring the Golden Elixir to report to the Dragon and Tiger Sect!"

Li Mu didn't answer the monk's doubts, but directly said in an affirmative tone, regardless of whether the other party believed it or not, it was a fact that all three cultivators died.

It is also true that the other party dare not move, it is nothing more than suspicion that Jianzong has powerful monks to protect him.

The monk gritted his teeth: "What does old ghost Jian say!"

"Bold, you actually slandered the name of the patriarch, you fat monk is tired of your life." Li Mu looked angry.

The monk was just about to get angry, but seeing Li Mu swearing to speak for the patriarch, acting as if he was doing something, he put away his thoughts of killing Li Mu, and said: "Boy, believe it or not, I will kill you!"

"I'll kill you, I'll give you ten guts!" Li Mu snorted coldly.

Cold sweat broke out on the monk's forehead, and his face turned red and white.

"Boy, you are so arrogant." The monk slapped the storage bag, sacrificed a third-order electric talisman, and stuck it on the blade.

"Zizzizi."

An electric current flashed by, and Li Mu rolled in pain in his own space.

"Hehe, you really think I'm afraid of you." The monk sneered, but he didn't dare to kill him.

After half an hour of electricity.

When the monk took down the electric talisman, Li Mu fell silent...

Just now I was in so much pain.

The monk said in a dark voice: "Boy, what did Old Ghost Jian say?"

Li Mu remained silent.

The monk was very annoyed, but he couldn't let go of Jin Danqi's airs, so he pasted the electric talisman on it again.

Li Mu was in pain again.

After half an hour.

The monk asked again: "What did Old Ghost Jian say?"

Li Mu remained silent.

The monk was forced to be impatient, and picked up the flying sword magic weapon under his feet to cut Li Mu's body into pieces, but the moment the flying sword was about to hit the blade, it stopped alive in the air.

"Boy, you...huh!" The monk is eager to know what Jian Wuchang said. You must know that if Jian Wuchang really came out of the mountain, in terms of lifespan, it is at least the power of the late Nascent Soul. Not even an onion.

The monk also knew the urgency of the matter, and he quickly rushed to the Dragon and Tiger Sect Master Hall with a knife.

Come to the hall...

Dong Changzhi, the patriarch of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, opened his eyes with a frown, and looked at the junior brother who rushed in with a puzzled expression.

"Brother, I caught a rare creature just now!" the monk said hurriedly.

"Just beheaded by Ling Feng, you don't need to report this kind of thing to me." Dong Changzhi said lightly, with a bit of displeasure in his tone.

The monk took out a golden pill and said eagerly: "Brother, it is said that this pig-killing knife was sent by Jian Wuchang, the ancestor of Jianzong."

"Who?" Dong Changzhi stood up abruptly.

"Jian Wuchang!" The monk began to repeat with a darkened face.

"Really?" Dong Changzhi glared.

"I think this knife is quite tough, it should be right!" The monk frowned.

Dong Changzhi stepped forward quickly: "What did he say?"

The monk glanced at Dong Changzhi in embarrassment, and then at the silent knife.

"Say it quickly!" Dong Changzhi's heart was on fire.

The monk said: "I haven't said anything about this knife yet!"

Dong Changzhi looked at Dao in a blink of an eye, only to realize that he had lost his composure just now, coughed dryly, and said with gloomy eyes: "Jian Wuchang asked you to send a message?" To let a rare life come, it is called death for the weak, and death for the strong. For those who call it self-confidence.

Li Mu snorted coldly, emerged from the blade, turned his head to look at the monk, and said flatly, "He tortured me for an hour just now, let him call me grandpa!"

"you……"

The monk was furious, and raised his right palm to take a picture. Li Mu fearlessly looked at the monk's palm that was about to fall.

At this moment, Dong Changzhi blocked the monk's palm with one hand in mid-air, and glared at the monk.

"Brother?" The monk frowned.

Dong Changzhi turned his head to look at Li Mu and said, "Boy, how dare you play tricks on our Dragon and Tiger Sect!"

Li Mu said: "So what, I came here to send an interrogation under the order of the ancestor. This monk tried to kill me again and again, and insulted the ancestor as an old ghost. If you don't give an explanation today, the ancestor will definitely kill you. The Tiger Sect is full!"

Hearing this, Dong Changzhi was also shocked. The foundation of the Dragon and Tiger Sect over the years was vulnerable to powerful monks.

Dong Changzhi said: "That is to say, Senior Jian didn't intend to embarrass my Dragon and Tiger Sect?" Dong Changzhi realized that if he really felt embarrassing, it must be Jian Wuchang himself, and definitely not a rare creature. .

Now, this rare creature has been angered by the Dragon and Tiger Sect, it's really hard to explain.

Li Mu looked at the two of them coldly, without saying a word.

Dong Changzhi gave a far-fetched smile, and said, "Little brother, my Dragon and Tiger Sect was at fault in this matter first, and I will compensate you. Well, what did Senior Jian say?"

Seeing that Dong Changzhi was being bluffed by himself, Li Mu accepted it as soon as he saw it, and glanced at the monk with resentment, then lazily said: "The ancestor said, let your Dragon and Tiger Sect send someone to follow me to the Sword Sect to collect the corpse! Purple Talisman Sect, set There are more than 2000 corpses from the Mountain Sect, the Dragon and Tiger Sect, and they are piled up like a mountain in our Sword Sect, taking up space!"

"Collect the corpse?"

Hearing this, cold sweat broke out on Dong Changzhi's forehead.

Dong Changzhi said: "What else did Senior Jian say?"

Li Mu said: "The Patriarch said, let you Dragon and Tiger Sect figure it out for yourself!"