Mythical Family: My family is 100 million points strong

puff!

The tip of the spear sank into Lin Mu's right shoulder.

Blood spurted out instantly and dripped down his body.

Seeing this, many people turned away and couldn't bear to watch any more.

When Lin Beixuan and Lin Hao saw their ancestors being humiliated, their eyes were filled with tears and they wished they could rush to the stage to fight with Nangong Wuming!

But he thought of Lin Mu's instructions before leaving: No matter what happens, don't worry, he has his own way to deal with it!

Out of absolute trust in the ancestor.

The two of them could only clenched their fists and stared at every move on the stage.

"Hahaha, Lin Mu, aren't you very arrogant? Why don't you speak now?" Nangong Wuming looked sarcastic.

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Lin Mu slowly raised his head. Even though he was seriously injured, even though he was in a miserable state, and even though he seemed to be at a dead end, his eyes remained calm and he said calmly: "Do you know why I didn't draw my sword?"

"Haha, isn't it because you are no match for me even if you draw your sword, so you gave up on resisting?" Nangong Wuming sneered.

"Old thief, you think too highly of yourself. Once I draw my sword, I will kill you!"

"Hmph! I'm afraid you don't have the ability anymore!"

Nangong Wuming snorted coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent, and with a flick of his wrist, the silver soul gun stabbed straight at Lin Mu's head.

With the two men less than five steps apart, this shot was a sure kill.

see this scene.

Even Zhou Zhenyang shook his head. If Lin Mu was given time, he might become a figure in the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but unfortunately...

bass!

The sound of the sword being unsheathed was heard.

A brilliant sword light flashed past.

Countless gravel flew out, causing disaster to those who were very close.

a time.

Thousands of people cried like ghosts and howled like wolves.

And among the ruins, there was also a thick puff of smoke.

Whoosh!

A strong wind blew.

Everyone also saw clearly the situation in the ruins.

Lin Mu and Nangong Wuming stood back to back, motionless, like two sculptures.

puff!

Lin Mu opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which was also mixed with many pieces of internal organs. His face was pale and his breath had shrunk to the extreme.

thump!

Lin Mu still couldn't hold on and fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing Lin Mu fall down.

The onlookers were not surprised, and the people of the Nangong family were even more excited. Seeing that their ancestor’s back was still upright, they couldn’t help but be excited.

"As expected of an ancestor, he was able to remain motionless after blocking that sword. He is truly a role model for our generation!"

"That's right! Lin Mu has fallen, but our ancestor is still standing. It's obvious who is the winner!"

"With the ancestor's strength, just a few moves are enough to scare Xiao Xiao!"

……

Just when the Nangong tribe was in high spirits.

Zizizi!

A pillar of blood spurted out from Nangong Wuming's throat.

boom!

A headless corpse collapsed and fell into a pool of blood.

Boom!

Nangong Wuming's head rolled down in front of everyone.

A powerful god king who has dominated Kyoto for hundreds of years.

But he died today!

at the same time.

The Royal Palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

When Zhou Zhenyang heard the news that Nangong Wuming's body was separated, he was so shocked even though he was so deep in the city!

"Is this news true? Ancestor Nangong is dead?"

"I'm telling you, the emperor, this news is absolutely true. I don't know whether Lin Mu is alive or dead. Ancestor Nangong was beheaded by Lin Mu with a sword!" the spy below said in fear.

hiss!

Zhou Zhenyang couldn't help but take a breath. He was filled with doubts. With Lin Mu's strength, how could he possibly kill Nangong Wuming?

Until a few spies came back and said exactly the same thing.

Zhou Zhenyang slowly exhaled a breath, accepting the news.