"roar……"

The roaring sound rolled like thunder, shaking around. Grinning, her eyes flashed with green light, violent and cruel, her limbs were tightly clasped on the ground, slightly bent and crawling, like a strong bow that was pulled, ready to shoot out at any time.

Chu Mu leaned forward slightly, his right fingers bounced regularly, his eyes were like lightning and cold lights, falling on the ferocious beast ten meters away in front of him, without blinking, his breath condensed like a sword, and his hands were shocked.

This is a ferocious beast with a very wolf-shaped appearance, but it is a larger circle than a ferocious wolf. It is like a strong calf, releasing violent and powerful pressure. Its skin is very rough, gray, hairless, and its muscles are bulging, like rock-strong.

This is a high-level ferocious beast: a limestone wolf, which is cunning and cruel as a wolf, and has an extremely strong body. Its skin is very tough, and the steel sword cannot be broken at all. The Bailian sword can only barely cause minor damage.

Each person and one wolf face each other, the breath condenses and impacts, and is extremely vigilant.

Chu Mu's body swung slightly, revealing a small flaw. The limestone wolf suddenly roared, and the muscles of his body swelled and contracted, a terrifying force burst out, and a thump of grass shattered and splashed. The sound of breaking through the air sounded, turning into a gray arrow, shooting like lightning. "It was too fast. Chu Mu's eyes flashed with a gray flash, and a strong smell of fishy smell hit him. The strong wind was extremely sharp, and the claws that popped out were even more flashing with sharp cold light, like the claws of the god of death.

The pupils shrank slightly, and there was a sharp light like a sword. Under the sword, the body of the limestone wolf flying towards him was clear, and the trajectory of the claws he swung was completely presented in Chu Mu's eyes.

The right hand moved like a phantom, drawing a sword, and there was a clanging sound, like the friction between the gods outside the sky.

The flowing lightning and the sword light flew into an arc, like the waning moon.

With a sword, it cut through the chest of the limestone wolf with extremely accurate precision. The sharpness of the pseudo-sword weapon appeared perfectly. With a squeal, the limestone wolf made a shrill cry, and its huge body flew to one side, splashing blood beads and fireworks into the sky.

With a bang, the ground vibrated slightly. After sliding out a few meters, the limestone wolf struggled to get up. A large amount of blood sprinkled out of the wound, dyeing the gray skin red and dripping on the ground red.

Like a gust of wind, Chu Mu flashed and appeared above the back of the limestone wolf. His sword energy was attached to the blade and he slashed with one sword.

Amid the sneering friction sound, the pseudo-Qingfeng sword slashed into the neck of the limestone wolf like a tofu, without any obstruction. The sword broke its head and blood was like a fountain.

As he landed on the ground, he swung it gently, and blood was gone on the sword's body, and Chu Mu showed a satisfied look.

The skin of the limestone wolf is extremely tough, almost comparable to that of rocks. Even the Bailian Sword is difficult to damage, but the pseudo-Qingfeng Sword can be easily broken. If Chu Mu still uses the Bailian Sword this time, it would be a long time to kill the Limestone wolf.

"The limestone wolf is a high-level ferocious beast, and its strength is comparable to that of the nine-stage sword. Maybe there will be some treasure within its territory."

After searching carefully, Chu Mu found something after a while.

On a half-meter-high grass, there are three blood-red fruits, the size of a longan, with a faint sweet and fishy smell, like blood.

"The red blood fruit that has just matured for a while." Chu Mu was slightly stunned, then took out a small fragrant wooden box, carefully picked the three red blood fruits and put them in place.

Red Blood Fruit is a medium-grade spiritual medicine that can be taken or used to refine elixirs. Its purpose is to replenish blood. If you suffer from injury and lose a lot of blood, taking Red Blood Fruit can be very good for a short period of time.

Although it is not needed now, it does not mean it cannot be used in the future. Moreover, the value of medium-grade spiritual medicine is not low, and it is higher than that of the Three Yang Fruits.

Chu Mu was holding the red blood fruit, and footsteps came from behind him, and someone approached him.

Putting away the small fragrant wooden box, Chu Mu quickly turned around, and two figures came into his eyes. When he saw Chu Mu, a sneer appeared on his face, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his eyes were like a cat staring at a mouse.

"Disciples of Qinglan Sword Sect..." Through the signs on the two people's green long gowns, Chu Mu recognized their identities and saw the bad intentions in their eyes.

"Senior Brother Donglin, we are so lucky. It seems that the senior brother has been learning a high-level swordsmanship." Lin Jianhai immediately smiled flatteringly and said, "At that time, Senior Brother Donglin will give some advice."

"Don't worry, I've learned high-level swordsmanship and will naturally not forget you." Li Donglin sneered repeatedly, and had already regarded Chu Mu as the dead soul under the sword, lifted his sword and walked towards Chu Mu.

Lin Jianhai smiled repeatedly and followed closely, like solid goblet legs.

"Chu Mu, right? Now I'll give you a chance. Kneel down and kowtow three times at me. Maybe I'll spare your life if I'm happy." Li Donglin walked slowly, sneering, full of oppression.

"Yes, kneel down immediately, otherwise you will die very ugly." Lin Jianhai echoed.

"Just rely on you two native chickens?" Chu Mu smiled disconcertedly and said lightly.

"It seems you are looking for death." Li Donglin's expression changed, his face was gloomy, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his tone became cold, and he was seducing his soul and seeking his life: "Remember my name, he will be the one who sent you to hell, Li Donglin."

The sound was like the cold wind. As it blows, a cold sword light bursts in front of you.

And what about it, it was like flying leaves being blown up by the strong wind, rolling up wildly, fiercely, full of murderous intent, and the air was cut to pieces.

"Okay, senior brother's Feiye Sword Technique is even more powerful." Lin Jianhai shouted, as if he saw Chu Mu's miserable appearance covered in blood.

Chu Mu only felt that his whole body was locked. There was a splendor flowing in his eyes, and he could see the trajectory of flying leaves clearly, and he could also see Li Donglin behind flying leaves.

"Such sword technique..." Chu Mu sighed lightly, and a hint of disapproval flashed. Compared with Li Yi and the other two and Xiao Qianfeng, there was a clear gap, so he immediately drew his sword.

The sword light was like lightning like an aurora, dazzling and stunning. Lin Jianhai exclaimed and couldn't help but block his hands in front of him, while Li Donglin only felt the sword light like his flying leaves, as if the ice and snow were exposed to the sun.

The fierce murderous intent shot in front of him, which was incredibly fast, which made Li Donglin's eyes turn white and turned like a blind man. He felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart, and subconsciously dodged to the side.

Still a step slowed down, I felt a hint of coldness clenched across his neck, and a violent stinging pain spread rapidly throughout his body, and his whole body was twitching.

When the dazzling sword light dissipated, Lin Jianhai only saw Chu Mu standing with the sword, his face was indifferent, and blood dripped from the tip of the sword. However, Li Donglin fell to the ground, and the Bailian sword fell to one side, and his limbs twitched slightly.

His eyes were pale, his face mixed with fear and regret, his neck was cut in half, and blood came back like he didn't have money, dyeing the grass under him red.

The smell of blood permeates the air and becomes more and more intense.

Lin Jianhai looked dull and looked unbelievable. He stared at Li Donglin's twitching body in a daze. After a second, he screamed and took two steps back. He looked up at Chu Mu, his face was pale, his eyes wide, his pupils were trembling, and his fingers pointing at Chu Mu were also trembling: "You..." You... You actually killed him." Do you know that he is the younger brother of Senior Brother Donglai, you are dead... dead... Senior Brother Donglai will not let you go..." His tone trembled and fearful. Suddenly he remembered something, Lin Jianhai's face changed again, turned around like lightning, and his sword energy turned into armor, used his body technique, and rushed forward like a ray of lightning, intending to escape.

Chu Mu's eyelids trembled, his eyes were like lightning, and he used his body technique in the wind, like a rushing forward, and the pseudo-Qingfeng Sword swung and slashed.

With a puff, Lin Jianhai's sword energy was armored and could not resist the sharpness of the pseudo-Qingfeng Sword. With one sword, the sword energy was immediately torn apart, and blood shot out with the robe on his back. With great force, the whole person flew forward.

The sword energy blasted into the wound, enlarging the wound, and blood was like a fountain.

But Lin Jianhai was not dead yet. He grabbed the ground and struggled to get up with his hands, staggering forward and throwing it out, his face was bloodless and full of fear.

Chu Mu stopped and swung his sword to slash out a sword energy, tearing the sky and bombarding Lin Jianhai's back heavily.

With a bang, the sharp sword energy once again teared a wound behind Lin Jianhai's back, and Lin Jianhai rushed forward and lay heavily on the ground, struggling, and still wanted to get up, but was powerless.

He barely turned over, his eyes blurred. In a trance, he saw a figure strode towards him, and a bright and dazzling light bloomed in his hands.

"No...don't...don't kill me..." Lin Jianhai's voice was weak, and he was dizzy because of excessive blood loss, and he said barely.

"Why do you want to kill me as soon as you see me?" Chu Mu walked to Lin Jianhai and pointed at Lin Jianhai with a sword. The sharp and cold force made Lin Jianhai tremble all over and a little more awake.

"You don't want to"... Don't kill me." Lin Jianhai repeated.

"Tell me quickly, otherwise you will be killed with one sword." Chu Muli shouted, releasing a trace of murderous aura, causing Lin Jianhai to tremble again.

"Go",... it was Elder Yaori's instructions... Whoever kills you can learn a high-level swordsmanship from him." Lin Jianhai said intermittently: "And..." Elder Qingmu also explained that he would kill all the elite disciples of the Qingfeng Sword Sect and the Qingshui Sword Sect."

"Kill them all? Is this possible?" Chu Mu sneered when he heard this.

"So..., so Elder Qingwei spent his cultivation to cover up Senior Brother Wei Hong's sword energy cultivation, disguised himself as a disciple of the Ninth Division and entered the virtual realm." Lin Jianhai said weakly, blood flowing out continuously. He felt the steps of death approaching and hurriedly begging: "Please, let me use the bleeding-resistance pill, otherwise... or I will die."

"What kind of cultivation is Wei Hong?" Chu Mu said.

"Ten Teas",...there are ten levels of tops",..." Lin Jianhai hurriedly answered.

"You cooperate very well. Since that's the case, I will save you from pain." Chu Mu said, and with a sword swing, Lin Jianhai had no time to react. There was a dazzling sword light in front of him. He only felt a pain in his heart, his whole body twitching, his eyes quickly became dark and he died.

"A high-level sword technique... Yaori is really good at killing me." Chu Mu sneered secretly, with shocking murderous intent in his eyes: "There are still disciples with the top ten stages of the nine stages entering here, intending to massacre all the disciples of the Qingfeng Sword Sect and the Qingshui Sword Sect in one fell swoop. It's a great plan."

"Since that's the case, don't blame me for being rude. Qinglan Sword Sect, no one of you wants to leave alive."

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