From Kowloon's Inheritance

Li Mu asked.

"Dead, the heart is broken, and there is no doubt that it will die, even if it is a celestial being!" Sun Mengxi said, "According to the intelligence, if a celestial being has his heart broken, he must die. There is no other possibility!"

If you want to kill your master, then die!

Is it possible to keep him for the new year?

A dead enemy is the best enemy.

"It can't be that the heart is growing sideways!" Li Mu asked.

"It doesn't matter if his heart is long and sideways because his heart is broken," Sun Mengxi said.

Finally, Montaigne is dead!

Even if he is a child of luck, even if his luck is against the sky, after death, everything will be reduced to nothingness.

Looking at the corpse, Li Mu was also silent.

Sun Mengxi ignored this, and slapped the ground with a wave, a big hole appeared, kicked the corpse into it, buried the soil, and compacted it for another good spring in the coming year!

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Chapter 237 Heading to the Imperial Capital

The murderer is dead.

His heart was shattered, his breath was cut off, and he was really dead.

Of course, Li Mu was a little worried, and wanted to be ashamed, but he just thought about it and let it go!

There must be a minimum of respect for the dead.

brush!

The next moment, the Demon Suppressing Sword fell into Li Mu's hands.

This sword is as red as a flame, as if endless flames are burning; in the red, there is a trace of black.There are two ancient characters on the hilt of the sword, Zhenmo.

Li Mu stepped forward, held the sword, and was about to pull it up, but he felt the weight, at least five thousand catties.

Buzz!

Li Mu wielded his sword, but felt it was difficult.

Buzz!

At this time, a stream of black air surged on the sword, like a poisonous snake jumping, like black smoke rising, turned into a ghost, invaded along the hilt, and eroded towards Li Mu's arm.

Immediately, Li Mu's palms became pitch black, and there was a buzzing sound in his mind, as if a big drum was beating violently, making a deafening roar, and the true energy in his body became chaotic, constantly hitting the internal organs, and the tendons were also damaged and distorted.

puff!

Li Mu spit out a mouthful of blood, his breath was weak.

The Demon Suppressing Sword in his hand turned into a stream of light, soaring into the sky and disappearing into the endless void.

Such an accident was beyond the expectations of the world.

Li Mu was stunned.

Sun Mengxi was also dumbfounded.

"Suppressing Demon Sword is gone!" Sun Mengxi said.

"Suppressing Demon Sword is gone, Excalibur has a spirit, but unfortunately I am not its owner, so naturally I ran away!" Li Mu said leisurely: "Whether it is Jian Chen or Montaigne, they are just making wedding dresses for others. Son of Luck , really unreliable!"

There is no prior wisdom, only hindsight wisdom.

Montaigne's life experience, if written in a novel, must be the protagonist of the novel, the opener of the era, and the witness of history.

It's a pity that now that he is dead, everything is gone.

The Demon Suppressing Sword fell into his hands, and it flew away too. It's really unspeakable luck.

Look again at Sun Mengxi, holding the fixed lightsaber in his hand; think again of the Holy Maiden Yingluo, holding the Chunjun sword.Thinking about the Devil Emperor again, thinking about his invincible situation, I can't help feeling a little sad, I'm really not the protagonist.

With that said, the two left here.

"Congratulations, you've made a further step on the road to heaven and man!" Li Mu said.

If the great master is 90, the great master is 99, and the heavenly man is 100. As for the half-step heavenly man, it is a vague stage, it may be 99.9, or it may be 99.99. It seems that there is not much progress, only a few decimal points.But this little bit of progress is a manifestation of dawn, and there is a glimmer of hope for heaven and man.

Many great masters are going towards consummation, reaching 99 points, it seems that they are only one point away, that is, they can go further, but this step is almost impossible, almost desperate.

"Recently comprehend swordsmanship, such as Huashan Swordsmanship, Drawing Swordsmanship, Flying Immortals from Heaven, Thirteen Swords of Desperation, Dugu Nine Swords, Cihang Swordsmanship, Yijianshu, Wanjian Guizong and other swordsmanship, these moves are too complicated .I wonder if it is possible to simplify a book of swordsmanship and turn it into a simple sword!"

"Therefore, there are nine swords of heaven and man, but it is only a general concept, and the details are still far behind!"

Sighing again, Sun Mengxi felt a little distressed, lacking in thinking, it seemed that her ability was not enough to create this set of sword techniques.

Li Mu was speechless, and amidst the speechlessness was a hint of envy.

Heaven and man can be expected, maybe half a year later, or a year later, this girl will go one step further and become a heaven and man.

"Master, I'm going to retreat for a while, in that sword mound!" Sun Mengxi said.

"Okay!" Li Mu said, "I look forward to your next time, when you leave the customs, you will become a celestial being."

After finishing speaking, Sun Mengxi's figure flickered, and after a few ups and downs, she was already a thousand meters away; in the blink of an eye, she had already disappeared from sight.

Back in the county, Li Mu saw King Zhenbei again.

Zhenbei Wang said: "The matter has been dealt with!"

"It's over!" Li Mu said, "I'll hand in the file later!"

"I'll talk about this later, let's go to the imperial capital first!" King Zhenbei said.

Li Mu could only nod his head in agreement.

Speaking of this, everyone walked to the backyard, and saw a huge golden eagle in the backyard. It was three meters tall and ten meters long. It had a huge body and 50 meters long wings, like a small fighter jet.Especially the golden feathers, which seem to be made of gold, exude golden light, as bright as the sun.