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Chapter 11:Kill Martial Master

When Li Mu God returned from the Huangquan Desert with martial arts teachers, he thought that he could avenge the ancient inheritance he had received, and he was not an opponent in the face of the Wang Shi Tu at the peak of the nine-star martial arts master.

At that time, although Li Mu God fled, he was injured by death and did not recover until a year later.

After that, the royal family was more like the sun and the sky, rising from the remote Wanzhou city and becoming a behemoth that Li Mu God could not resist.

Li Mu doesn't care about the king's slaughter, he cares about the upcoming prince's front.

The first day of the royal family!

Prince Feng three years old martial arts, seven years old breakthrough Wu Xuan, 12 years old to the martial arts teacher to go to the East Desert Xianyuan to practice, now three years later, it is to the first time Prince Feng home to visit relatives day.

In the past life, Li Mu God did not know the specific time when the prince came back, but it was estimated that it was in these days.

At this time, Li Mu God avoided a knife of the king's slaughter and thought of the unworldly authority of the prince's front in the previous life.

One of the proud people in the East Desert, standing at the top of the East Desert, is far from being able to resist him in his previous life.

Wang Shi Tu fought to kill, but he did not expect that Li Mu God did not take him to heart at all, even when fighting with him, he was able to think of other things.

Wang cold moon saw that Li Mu God had fallen down the wind and took the opportunity to split.

Li Mu God returned to God and returned with a sword that stabbed Wang Coldy Moon’s arm.

Wang Yanyue did not dare to sneak, took the injured arm and retreated, and at the same time said to the children of the royal family around him: "Together, kill him!"

Under the command of Wang Yanyue, the son of the royal family, holding a weapon, rushed again.

“Go back!”

The king drank.

As the king's owner, can't he kill a small martial arts?If you want your family to do it together, where is the face of the martial artist?

Li Mu looked around at the children of the royal family who had stopped around him, "Wang Shi Tu, you are not an opponent, or everyone is going up together."

“Farious!”Wang Shi Tu's eyes were red, blood was thick, and he said in a deep voice: "This is what you forced me to do."

The king's knife saved his spiritual strength and became red as red as fire.

This is the spirit of the king's Shi Tu, the blood moon cut!

The knife went away with an unrivalled breath.

Li Mu God no longer dodged, hard resistance, the long sword in his hand waving, a moment, two...

In an instant, hundreds of times, stirring the spirit of the world around, formed by a white spiritual hood formed by the ancient spirit force.

This knife fell, and the force flowed like a levee, dusting, covering the sun.

Several of the royal children were severely damaged and screamed under the fall of the blood and moon beheading.

Wang Shi Tu gasped, and a pair of tigers stared at the dust flying ahead.

"The four-star warrior can't stop me from this blood moon, I don't believe he's not dead yet!"The king's secret.

At this moment, a white man flashed.

Li Mu even broke the rolling dust, and under the shocked and panicked face of Wang Shi Tu, a sword pierced the head of Wang Shi Tu.

Oh, and the chord!

The red sword fell.

With the sword, the king fell to the ground.

He opened his eyes and died.

“The owner is dead!”

In the rolling dust, the son of the king's family saw Li Mu God beheaded the family master and uttered a desolate call.

When the dust was gone, the son of the royal family, who covered his face, could not believe that the owner had been beheaded by Li Mu.

Wang cold moon holding the injured arm, the pupil tightening, muttered to himself, "impossible, how can it be?"My father is dead.”

Tears flowed, Wang cold moon was heartbroken, "Li Mu God, you killed my son of the royal family!"Kill my father!I want you to die!”

Li Mu said lightly: "Iniquity, do not live, yesterday, your royal family made the first day, today, I will do fifteen, I told you, I will destroy your royal family."

Wang cold moon opened his mouth, but could not say anything, looked at Li Mu God, and looked at God with regret and asked for forgiveness.

"It's no use, I said I can do it."

The son of the royal family cried out, wanting to avenge the owner, and came to kill with red eyes.

Blood sputtered, screams came and went, and a royal son who was killed by Li Mu God was ruthlessly cut off by Li Mu.

There were corpses on the ground, and the blood was flowing on the ground, and it looked exceptionally bright and forced.

After the death of more than 20 children of the royal family, the children of the royal family were finally afraid, looking at the murderous young man in front of them, they were afraid to lose their weapons to escape the royal family.

Finally, after the royal family was killed by Li Mushen, except for a small number of children who were not afraid of death, all the other royal children escaped, and only two people remained in the royal family.

Wang cold moon stood in despair, trembling all over, Li Mu God every time he killed a person, he would make her more afraid and afraid in her heart.

Under the hot sun, Li Mu God was covered with blood, and his sword was calm and standing, his eyes were deep and long.

“Do you know why I didn’t kill you last night?”Because I want you to see it all with your own eyes."

“The Devil!The Devil!You are the devil!”

Wang Yanyue could no longer bear it, hissing cried.

The sun is refracted on the sword, radiating a burning brilliance, Li Mu God raised his sword, and a sword cut to the king's cold moon.

"Li Mu God, you murderous demon, even if you become a ghost, I will not let you go."

Wang cold moon despair cursed, no more indifference, like a mad lady.

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