The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

"Avoid all of them?"

Looking at the darts all over the place, the Blood Slaughter Chain froze slightly.

No one has ever been able to catch his darts as effortlessly as Mu Sheng, let alone, he is still a disciple of the reserve group.

"If you have this level of strength, I advise you to get caught early, because you are not worthy of dying in my hands." Mu Sheng shook the long sword in his hand lightly, and said lightly.

"Insanity!"

Tu Xuelian smiled coldly, stared at Mu Sheng with red eyes, and said: "At first I wanted to slowly torture you to death, but now you are so impatient, let you see and see, and the real relationship between me and me gap!"

"Whoa!"

After the voice fell, a bloody saber light suddenly lit up.

No one present could see clearly where the blade light appeared from, or where it cut. They only saw the blood light appearing in front of them, appearing out of thin air, guiding the profound energy between the heavens and the earth on the blade. superior.

Then, the bloody knife light instantly tore and split the air.

The speed of this saber light is extremely fast, just by taking out the saber, it has already flashed close to Mu Sheng's face, and Liu Wuwu and Pan Zizhen, who were standing beside them, could not see clearly until now, the blood-colored bend in the hands of the blood-slaughter chain knife.

It is a scimitar shaped like a crescent moon, which is made of bones and is extremely sharp!
The whistling profound energy came swiftly, and all of them's faces changed greatly when they heard it. The speed of the blood-slaughter chain was really too fast, and the aftermath of the profound energy driven by the blood-colored scimitar alone was not something they could bear.

"Boom!"

Mu Sheng raised his hand and greeted him with a long sword in his hand.

The scimitar is powerful and heavy, and the speed is extremely fast, but the long sword in Mu Sheng's hand, although it is an ordinary long sword picked up casually, under that ingenuity, its power is not weaker than the scimitar at all, just a touch, together with the floor , were all shattered.

"Strong, too strong!"

Liu Wuwu, Pan Zizhen, Guan Liang, including Liang Meng who was kneeling on the ground, all changed completely.

In the eyes of everyone.

Only the sword collided with the scimitar, and the sound roared in the air.

The long sword in Mu Sheng's hand shook lightly, and once again relieved his force, he put the bloody scimitar aside, and then, the long sword stabbed straight at the chest of the blood-slaughter chain.

"call out!"

Looking at the rapidly enlarged blood-colored blade in his pupils, the expression on the blood-slaughter chain's face also changed from anger to shock. He was extremely shocked. The latter was only a young man in his early twenties. I started to practice in the womb, and I was only 20 years old. Why can the strength and speed be so tyrannical.

More importantly, he has not yet revealed the slightest bit of profound energy, which is clearly the realm of a martial arts master.

How on earth did he do it?
There may seem to be many thoughts in my heart, but in fact there is only a moment.

In the horror of the blood-slaughter chain, the sword had already stabbed towards him, and the speed was so fast that he could only draw back the bloody scimitar to block it, slashed downwards, and followed sideways, trying to get close to Mu Sheng's side.

He asked himself, Mu Sheng must be inferior to him in hand-to-hand combat!
However, the long sword in Mu Sheng's hand didn't give him the slightest chance, and came directly following the attack, with a fast speed, several times faster than the bloody scimitar!
"Just because of you, you also want to stab Lao Tzu? Get lost!"

Facing this sword that was slippery like a loach, the Blood Slaughter Chain roared like thunder and exploded suddenly.

"Pong!"

He directly held the scimitar with both hands, and then slashed towards it. With just a simple movement, it collided with the long sword. The most common long sword in Mu Sheng's hand, unexpectedly None of them shattered, but a huge roar erupted.

Layers of wave-like sonic booms, with the collision as the center, suddenly spread out.

The strength of the fight between the two was so great, the blood-slaughter chain was slashed by Mu Sheng's sword and stepped back several steps before he stood still. The scimitar in his hand was still trembling slightly, and his arm was numb as if it had been scrapped.

"Clap!"

Mu Sheng flicked the long sword, thick blood dripped from the blade.

"Is Mu Sheng injured?"

Looking at this scene, Liu Wuwu suddenly felt a tightness in his heart.

Pan Zizhen also stared at the scene in front of him in astonishment, then his eyes froze, and his voice trembled: "No, that's not Mu Sheng's blood."

Follow the direction of Pan Zizhen's finger and look over.

At this time, the blood-slaughtering chain stood back and stood still. On the chest, there was an extremely narrow and long sword mark. Shocking blood was slowly seeping out from his wound.

Even the blood-slaughter chain can't stop this sword!
"This, this, this." Liang Meng, who was kneeling on the ground, stared blankly.

The scene in front of him gave him an endless sense of oppression.

Is Mu Sheng's strength actually so strong?
Just now when the two fought against each other, he stood aside and didn't see any movements at all. There were only streams of colliding air gushing out from the center of the fight. Liang Meng felt that he was as immature as a baby in front of this battle. A random attack from the opponent is enough to kill him easily.

However, in this case.

Mu Sheng still had the upper hand! This level of strength almost made Liang Meng's jaw drop in shock.

"Musheng, come on, kill him, Musheng, our lives are in your hands!" Liang Meng shouted from behind, cheering on Musheng, as if he had completely forgotten his attitude towards Musheng before.

Mu Sheng didn't even bother to take a look at this kind of villain who turned his face faster than turning the pages of a book. He gently shook off the blood on the long sword, and fixed his eyes on the blood-slaughter chain.

His current cultivation base has reached the middle stage of the third-order profound practitioner.

But without using profound energy, bloodthirsty sword, five thunder palm and other trump cards, Mu Sheng's strength can probably be used in the late stage of the second-order profound practitioner just by relying on a picked up long sword.

The way of suppressing his cultivation and not using his hole cards was also done deliberately by Mu Sheng.

Because Mu Sheng discovered that the practitioners he usually met were all directly crushed by him, which also led to his way of attacking, which was too simple and casual, and therefore suffered a big loss when Zhen Shanhe appeared.

Although it was the mysterious old man who rescued him last time, but now, the old man has fallen into a deep sleep in the scroll. If he meets a master again, no one can keep him!
Therefore, in addition to improving his cultivation, Mu Sheng also began to pay attention to his own methods in battle.

"It turns out that what Ding Qingxue said is true." Liu Wuwu looked at Mu Sheng with deep surprise in his eyes.

As Ding Qingxue's best friend in the preparatory group, the two often chatted. Ding Qingxue always described how Mu Sheng was against the sky. All the geniuses in the world were not enough to compare with Mu Sheng.

Although Liu Wuwu didn't say it clearly, she still had doubts about Ding Qingxue's words in her heart.

after all.

Does such a good person really exist?
Yet now.

Liu Wuwu's original thoughts were completely shaken.