Sword Twenty-Three!
Just gone!
Jian Chen had a look of melancholy on his face, and his heart was empty.
The Sword Saint, who was equal to his master, disappeared like a clown before he could bloom at the most glorious moment of his life.
There was nothing wrong with Li Mu trying to survive.
But as a swordsman like the Sword Saint, the heir of the Hero Sword, Jian Chen felt like he was holding his breath and was particularly uncomfortable.
He secretly glanced at Li Mu and Mr. Feng, and secretly warned himself in his heart that he must not be enemies with these two people, otherwise, he would not die happily! If there was a bystander, no matter how much reputation he had accumulated in his life, he would be tossed into a joke by these two people!
Jian Chen suddenly figured out why the Sword Saint did not dare to take action in Anding City!
In the public eye of Anding City, being killed by two people from the Tianji Gate, the Sword Saint probably died with his eyes open!
Puff!
The moment the Sword Saint's soul dissipated, Li Mu spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and he gritted his teeth and spat on the ground: "Bd, the Sword Saint is a fool!"
"Brother, are you okay?" Master Feng hurried over and supported Li Mu. The Sword 23 hit Li Mu's back at the beginning.
"It's okay! Fortunately, I have the Kirin Arm!"
Li Mu subconsciously touched the Kirin Arm behind him, but his face changed drastically. He quickly pulled the Kirin Arm out of his back and tore off the wrapping cloth wrapped around the Kirin Arm.
The legendary Kirin Arm, which was invulnerable to swords and spears, broke into two pieces after blocking the Sword 23, and the part in the elbow was obviously missing.
"Ah!" Master Feng's eyes widened, "How could this happen?"
Li Mu looked at the broken Qilin arm in his hand, put it together, and was stunned for a long time. He raised the front half of his arm and said, "Xiao Feng, do you think Lao Zuo will be happy if only this half of his arm is connected?"
Master Feng: "Brother, are you kidding me?"
"Half an arm is also a Qilin arm!" Li Mu imagined in his mind the deformed appearance of Zuo Ting with one arm long and one arm short, and denied his idea. He couldn't cheat every customer he caught!
This time he brought a newcomer with him!
What's more, he didn't know whether the half Qilin arm could be used after it was connected!
He sighed helplessly: "It's fate! We snatched Bu Jingyun's Qilin arm, and the Sword Saint came out inexplicably, probably to break this arm!"
Master Feng was stunned: "It can't be so weird!"
Li Mu shook his head and said nothing.
A two-star mission, how could it be so simple?
He had always thought that the mission would be almost completed if he got Yu Yue's Qilin Arm!
But when the Qilin Arm broke, he suddenly realized that the difficulty of this mission was not the Qilin Arm itself, but the elusive fatalism of the Fengyun world.
Bu Jingyun must have the Qilin Arm, and the Sword Saint must comprehend the Sword Twenty-Three. This is obviously their destiny.
Master Feng asked stupidly: "Brother, the Qilin Arm is broken. Did our mission fail?"
Li Mu glanced at her: "Failure, as long as there is still a way, we can't give up!"
Dugu Yifang fought, Xiongba also fought, and danced with Wuming. Now, even the Sword Saint's Sword Twenty-Three has been through, how can we give up so easily!
Master Feng was stunned for a moment and said: "Brother, you mean, let's go to start a fire"
Li Mu nodded and gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, that's what you think. If there is no Qilin Arm, make a Qilin Arm!"
As he said.
The two of them simultaneously cast their eyes towards Jian Chen.
Jian Chen came back to his senses and was stunned again when he saw Li Mu and Master Feng whispering to the two halves of his arm. Some legends about ancient witchcraft immediately popped up in his mind.
The two people from Tianjimen became more and more weird in his eyes!
He originally had some admiration for the beautiful Master Feng, but now, all his romantic thoughts were suppressed by him. He and they were not the same kind of people at all!
How long has he been with Li Mu? He has experienced more thrills and excitement than the previous ten years combined!
Seeing the two people suddenly looking at him, Jian Chen was startled and subconsciously shrank his neck: "Brother Li, whose arm is that?"
"It's a collected specimen, don't worry about it." Li Mu smiled slightly, and identified the half of the Qilin arm. He found that it was still functional, so he fixed it back on his body. As for the rotten back half, he threw it away directly!
This scene.
Jian Chen's temples throbbed.
Originally, he thought that Li Mu was carrying a weapon behind him, but he didn't expect that it was a dead person's arm!
Jian Chen hesitated for a moment: "Brother Li, Miss Feng, I suddenly remembered that there are still some things to report to the master, why don't we go our separate ways!"
Must separate from them, continue to follow them will go crazy!
Moreover, maybe one day I will be made into a specimen!
Too scary!
Li Mu frowned slightly: "Brother Jianchen, we just agreed to go together. How can a man go back on his word?"
Jianchen choked and said: "Just now, Brother Li said that he needed my protection. But Brother Li was able to remain unscathed under the sword twenty-three. Such martial arts skills really make me ashamed. I can't even compare to him. Let's say goodbye now."
As he said that, he turned around and prepared to leave with Qinggong.
"Brother Jianchen, the sword master has reached the end of his life. His body is in front. As the successor of the hero sword, can you bear to let the body of a generation of sword masters be exposed in the wilderness?"
Li Mu said this, and Jianchen fell from the air.
Master Feng raised his eyebrows and silently raised his thumb to Li Mu.
Jian Chen turned around and bowed, saying, "Brother Li."
Li Mu glanced at him and said, "I know what you want to say. The Sword Saint almost killed the two of us just now for no reason. It would be a great honor for him if we didn't grind him to ashes!"
Jian Chen's eyebrows jumped and he sighed, "Well! I will bury the Sword Saint and leave!"
The three of them walked together to the place where the Sword Saint's body was lying!
As Li Mu walked, he said, "Brother Jian Chen, you and I hit it off right away and have the same goal. You really don't want to go with us."
Jian Chen looked straight ahead, "Brother Li, all good things must come to an end. If we are destined, we will meet again."
"Speaking of fate." Li Mu smiled slightly, "Brother Jian Chen's marriage seems to be related to us!"
"Marriage?" Jian Chen's face changed and he subconsciously looked at Master Feng.
Master Feng rolled his eyes at him.
"It's not my junior sister, it's another perfect marriage with Brother Jianchen for a lifetime!" Li Mu shook his head and smiled, "It would be a pity to miss it!"
Jianchen smiled and said, "Brother Li, no need to say more. Since it is my marriage, I will meet it sooner or later, why bother about it earlier or later!"
"Brother Jianchen, we are from Tianjimen, and we are best at divination." Li Mu smiled at Jianchen and said lightly, "But some things are inevitable that we can't predict them, and we still have to verify them!"
Jianchen asked curiously, "What's the matter?"
Li Mu said, "Jian Twenty-Three can be unaffected by dancing together. I wonder which one is more powerful, Tianjian or dancing together!"
Master Feng understood and smiled, "Yes! Senior brother, I really want to compete with Senior Wuming! I heard that Senior Wuming's vocal skills are also very powerful!"
Jianchen's face changed suddenly.
Li Mu looked at Master Feng: "Junior sister, there is nothing to do, why don't we go to Zhonghua Pavilion to visit Senior Wuming first! He destroyed ten major sects with one man and one sword, and I have admired him for a long time!"
As soon as the three words Zhonghua Pavilion came out.
Jian Chen was confused and smiled bitterly: "Brother Li, why do you force me? I will go with you!"