Lin Mu frowned and went to the side, letting the road open and moving forward. [.Com text]

Ma Huayuan smiled coldly, his fat body moved slightly, and blocked Lin Mu's way again.

"Junior Brother Lin, I'm fine lately." Ma Huayuan smiled gloomy.

"I wonder what you can do?" Lin Mu asked in a cold voice.

"It's nothing, it's just a long time ago. I want to get close to my junior brother." Ma Huayuan's thick palm slapped Lin Mu's shoulder three times, and he tried harder, and Lin Mu's body suddenly shortened.

Lin Mu took two steps back and said coldly: "Ma Huayuan, please respect yourself."

Originally, in Qianyu Sword Sect, those with low cultivation level were called senior brothers with high cultivation level, but at this moment, Lin Mu called him by his name and no longer regarded him as a fellow disciple.

Ma Huayuan was cold on the surface: "You dare to call me my real name? You are too presumptuous. I should teach you what it means to be low-key, so that you can understand that you should not mess with people you shouldn't mess with."

Before he could finish his words, Ma Huayuan made gestures with both hands, and a huge fireball flew straight towards Lin Mu's face with the sound of wind, and the surrounding temperature rose instantly.

Lin Mu hurriedly turned around to avoid it, and the fireball whistled past his cheeks. Unpredictable, Lin Mu almost fell to the ground. After avoiding this wave of attack, Lin Mu realized that he had never expected Ma Huayuan to openly take action to hurt people.

"You actually treated the rules as if nothing was there and openly hurt people." Lin Mu said angrily.

Ma Huayuan pretended to scan the empty surroundings and smiled: "There is no one around here, so it can't be considered openly hurting people. At most, it can only be considered as if you were accidentally injured and hurt yourself, and it has nothing to do with me."

Lin Mu's face suddenly became gloomy. Ma Huayuan was sincerely unable to get along with him. He embezzled several bottles of his spirit-gathering pills, but he had not settled the score with him, but he was aggressive and took the initiative to make trouble.

But I am still the same as before, as I am a soft persimmon and let others knead it?

Blindly tolerating him will only make him worse and insult him wantonly.

Lin Mu would not allow himself to be so cowardly anymore.

He decided to fight!

With a cold snorting, Lin Mu made a gesture with his left hand, and a ball of flames hit him.

The third level of "Red Fire Art"!

However, this "Red Fire Art" was originally a planting technique, and its power was slightly inferior to the low-level fire-type technique "Fireball Technique". It was not too threatening to Ma Huayuan, who had already refined the seventh level of Qi.

Ma Huayuan is a three-type spiritual root of wood, fire and earth. He majors in fire-type magic and is especially good at "Fireball Technique".

Looking at the fireball flying towards him, Ma Huayuan smiled contemptuously and said, "Overbial power."

But his hand was not slow at all. A fireball larger than before hit him and collided with Lin Mu's fireball in the air.

boom!

Sparks splashed everywhere, and two fireballs broke at the same time, dissipating in the air.

Before Lin Mu could react, another huge fireball hit him. The fireball was burning in the air, and a hot breath came to his face. Lin Mu did not dare to let the fireball get close, and his weak body obviously could not withstand such a heavy blow.

Lin Mu quickly made a gesture with both hands, and a white cloud quickly formed in front of him, and the misty water vapor slightly blocked the heat wave.

It is the "Bi Shu Jue" that I have practiced thousands of times!

The fireball plunged into the cloud cluster with a diameter of more than two meters, and the next moment, it flew out of the cloud cluster.

The fireball, the size of a human head, walked through the clouds filled with water vapor, and its power was mostly weakened, leaving only the size of a fist, and its speed slowed down a lot.

Lin Mu turned around gently and nimblely avoided.

After avoiding this attack, Lin Mu's face became even colder. Ma Huayuan obviously bullied him with low cultivation.

If the fifth level of Qi refining matches the seventh level of Qi refining, you will definitely lose.

Although water overcomes fire, water-based magic has certain advantages over fire-based magic. But that is when the cultivation level is almost the same, Lin Mu is obviously at an absolute disadvantage in this situation. But he is not willing to admit defeat and is insulted.

Seeing Lin Mu dodged the attack twice in succession, Ma Huayuan was cold on his face and sneered: "I didn't expect that you would have gained skills in just four months. But so what can you do? You are not a waste."

Lin Mu didn't say a word, looking at Ma Huayuan coldly. This month was indeed a leap for him.

Lin Mu was too lazy to talk nonsense to Ma Huayuan anymore, and he made gestures with both hands, and another "Red Fire Art" flew towards Ma Huayuan.

Ma Huayuan smiled sinisterly and said, "Look at how long you can be rampant. My spiritual power cultivation is more than twice that of yours. Playing with you is like playing with an ant, letting you see my fireball three times in a row."

The magic tricks in his hand kept flying towards Lin Mu, one after another, and one after another!

The first fireball offset Lin Mu's fireball and dissipated in the air.

The two behind were still flying towards Lin Mu. Lin Mu was not willing to be outdone and used the "Blue Water Art" and a large white cloud group took the initiative to meet him.

This "Bi Water Art" uses at least half of his spiritual power!

Despite his lack of cultivation, he still struggled to support him.

Two fireballs sank into the clouds at the same time. Inside the clouds, white waves rolled and fog rushed. In an instant, the fireballs exploded in the clouds, the rain flew, and the ground was wet.

At this time, Lin Mu did not retreat but advanced, and leaned forward with the cover of the clouds.

After the cloud explosion, a golden sword suddenly appeared and pierced Ma Huayuan's throat.

A stern murderous aura hit the face, and the Gengjin aura almost condensed into substance, with an extremely fast speed.

"Geng Jin Jue"!

The most lethal metal magic, the third level of "Geng Jin Jue"!

Lin Mu fought all his spiritual power in this attack without any hesitation, obviously he had already fought to the death.

This move came suddenly, and Ma Huayuan had no idea in advance. Looking at the golden sword flying rapidly, he felt a sense of horror.

He had no time to think about it, and his body quickly leaned back, trying to avoid this attack, but no matter how fast he was, he could not be faster than the speed of the golden sword.

Although he barely avoided the vital points of his throat, the golden sword was merciless and pierced directly into his right chest and passed through the chest. The golden sword's strength did not diminish, and a thin hole was drilled into the pavement paved with bluestone to disappear.

One blow will work!

"Geng Jin Jue" is indeed extremely sharp and invincible.

Ma Huayuan fell backwards like a fat pig, with a bang, unconsciousness.

At the moment of falling down, Ma Huayuan had only one thought in his mind: How come he knows everything!

Lin Mu felt exhausted all over his body, and the last "Geng Jin Jue" was made by him who had accumulated power for a long time, exhausting his spiritual power.

He knew how long the spiritual power in his body could not last, so he decided to take the risk and kill with one blow!

If Ma Huayuan did not fall to the ground, Lin Mu would be lying on the ground at this moment.

There was nothing if, Ma Huayuan didn't expect Lin Mu to be so comprehensive. He was careless and was knocked down by Lin Mu.

The sound of such a fight has been discovered, and someone has come to visit him in the distance.

Lin Mu's whole body was sore and weak that he could not move.

Ma Huayuan was even worse than him. A small hole broke into his right chest, and blood flowed out, soaking the entire collar of his clothes.

Lin Mu wanted to come forward and kick him again, but he was weak all over and had to give up.

At this time, the inner disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall had already flew over with his sword, and Lin Mu slowly fell backwards and fell into a coma at the right time.
Chapter completed!