The strongest bodyguard and pretty president

"You really dare to kill me?"

Sikong was holding the sword, but he didn't have the courage to do it.

There were two screams from behind, "Ah—"

In a blink of an eye, the remaining two juniors had already suffered, and Qin Mu was merciless and decisive in killing.

When Sikong heard the screams, he felt a kind of frightening fear.

He is the strongest among several senior brothers, with countless auras,

Known as a genius among the younger generation.

I didn't expect him to be so afraid of death at a critical moment.

Seeing that Qin Mu's figure appeared in front of him in a flash, Sikong suddenly had the urge to die.

What the hell!

The strength of others is not covered at all, and I can't compare with him at all.

This agility alone is beyond the reach of others.

The ghost knows what kind of state their strength has reached?
Could it be the peak of the legendary sky rank?

Otherwise, how could it be so elusive?

Sikong gritted his teeth, "If you really want to kill me, you have to weigh your own weight."

"Our Jianzong is not that kind of small gang. The Ninth Master Uncle's skills are unfathomable, and you can't escape."

Qin Mu said, "Have you finished?"

"..."

Sikong was furious for a while, it seemed that the other party's intention to kill him was not dead.

Anyway, it is death, it is better to fight to the death.

Squeezing the sword, muster up the courage to do it.

But seeing Qin Mu looking at him playfully, he asked playfully, "I have some unfortunate news for you. I killed that so-called once-in-a-century genius of yours a long time ago."

thump--

Sikong shuddered all over, it turned out that the martial arts genius who was under the disciple of the Fourth Master Uncle died under his hands.

He understood instantly, and trembling, "Are you the successor of Emperor Wu, Qin Mu?"

"Of course!"

Qin Mu nodded.

"Now you can die in peace!"

Sikong gritted his teeth, "If you want to kill me, don't think about it!"

After all, I am a strong man in the realm of heaven, so I can't be too weak.

Zheng——

Sikong raised his sword and finally made a move.

As soon as the broad sword, which cut iron like mud, came out, it showed its sharpness.

I saw a sword beam flying across the sky, and with a shocking blow, it was about to cut off Qin Mu's head.

Qin Mu frowned and shot suddenly.

Raising both arms slightly, the wind and clouds suddenly surged in all directions, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Sikong was frightened for a while, looking at that day and that place in disbelief,
what happened?

With his strength, how can he tell Qin Mu's realm?

I just feel that I am involuntary, dominated by a force.

Just as the opponent's sword glow fell, Qin Mu moved, and his figure flickered.

Like a flash of lightning flashing across——

The sword glow suddenly uncontrollably cut towards Sikong himself.

Sikong was shocked instinctively, "No—"

brush--

The voice was still frozen in the air, as if it had been frozen.

It shattered into pieces.

The sword glow that fell from him, passed over his own neck.

puff--

A stream of blood burst out, like that incomparably coquettish flower.

A piece of bright red, blooming in the original.

OMG!

What kind of formidable opponent is this?
The junior sister who was beaten to the ground by Qin Mu was already scared out of her wits.

Such a strong person is completely at the level of his master.

The realm of flying flowers and picking leaves to hurt others is not something a person of his strength can expect.

Plop, when Sikong's once proud head flew up, the corpse fell on the ground.

Qin Mu didn't take a second look at all, but set his eyes on the trembling woman in the bushes.

"Life and martial arts, which one do you want to keep?"

The other party was trembling with fright, "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Qin Mu flicked his hand casually, "I hope you will have a safe life and never get involved in this kind of dispute."

The opponent's body trembled violently a few times, and his entire body instantly vanished into nothingness.

"Xueyi, let's go!"

Seeing Qin Mu crippling his opponent's martial arts, Cheng Xueyi's lips trembled slightly, but she didn't make a sound after all.

It is important to find He Zhenyao's whereabouts now, and the two of them will not stay any longer and leave this place immediately.

The two traveled west for tens of miles, and met many herdsmen on the way.

They originally lived and worked in peace and contentment, enjoying the beauty of nature.

Qin Mu looked at the herdsmen, "Fortunately, they were not involved."

Thinking of the tribe that was slaughtered by He Zhenyao, they all thought that this tribe must have done something that made He Zhenyao unhappy.

With He Zhenyao's current strength, no one should be able to force her.

It's ridiculous that someone unexpectedly wanted her to marry Handal.

"Xue Yi, we have killed so many disciples of the Sword Sect outside the Guanwai, we must find He Zhenyao as soon as possible!"

I heard that the ancestor of the sword sect has nine disciples, all of whom are extremely powerful, and that ancestor of the sword has reached the realm of no one before and no one to come after, maybe he is close to the realm of a god king.

Qin Mu believes that among the real ancient martial arts practitioners in this world, there should be no one who has reached the state of God King.

Maybe someone has been infinitely close, but as long as they haven't taken this step, they can't be called a god king after all.

Meeting such a strong person is scary, but it cannot be avoided.

Qin Mu is not arrogant and doesn't take the initiative to provoke others, but he will never back down when they come to him.

How can a sword sect stop Qin Mu, who has destroyed the holy monarch and killed the blood ancestor?
The two were about to move on when a few fast horses came after them.

"Han brothers, Han brothers!"

It turned out to be herdsmen brothers, Qin Mu and Cheng Xueyi stopped and waited curiously for their arrival.

"Han Brothers!"

The herdsman brother was out of breath. It seemed that riding was quite tiring, and he was so anxious.

Just as Qin Mu was about to ask, the other party jumped off his horse, "Don't go any further, the number one Sword Sect was killed in the original place."

Qin Mu smiled, "It's okay, we don't provoke anyone."

This herdsman brother is still kind, and he only spent one night at their house, but he actually chased him all the way to report to him.

The herdsman brothers said, "Handar said that an inexplicable strong man appeared on the plain, everyone should be careful."

"He has sent someone to inform the people of Jianzong, and the strong people of Jianzong should come soon."

Qin Mu patted him on the shoulder, "Brother, listen to my advice, get out of here quickly."

"People from Jianzong may not necessarily bring you good luck, they may bring you disaster."

The herdsman brothers were taken aback, "What are you talking about, Han brothers? How could people from Jianzong bring disaster to us? They are our friends."

Qin Mu said, "Listen to me right, go back!"

"Go back to your tent and live an ordinary life with your wife and family."

He waved to the herdsman brothers and left with Cheng Xueyi.

Seeing the two go away, the nomad brothers shook their heads, "Oh!"

It was getting dark, Qin Mu and Cheng Xueyi found a place to sit down.

Burned a pile of fire.

woo-

woo-

There were bursts of howling of wild wolves in the distance. Qin Mu looked at the darkness, and it seemed that there were many packs of wolves coming towards him.

"Looks like we have to leave!"

He didn't want to fight these wolves again here.

Cheng Xueyi said, "Where are Li Shuchen and the others? There is no news about He Zhenyao, right?"

The six people were divided into three groups, and I don't know what happened to the other two groups.