In the blink of an eye, except for the bandit leader, all the other bandits were killed by Mu Yu's sword.
Only then did the bandit leader feel how terrifying Mu Yu was.
I thought Mu Yu was just a young disciple in the sect, but I didn't expect his cultivation to be so terrifying and his methods so ruthless and decisive.
He clenched his fists tightly, with cold sweat on his forehead, and a begging smile on his face, "Young hero, my brother-in-law is a disciple of Zixiao Pavilion. He is nearby. For his sake, please spare me." Give me your life and I will repay you."
The meaning of his words was obvious. He had Zixiaoge's brother-in-law as his backer, and he told Mu Yu that if he didn't want to offend Zixiaoge, he shouldn't attack him.
"Don't say that your brother-in-law is a disciple of Zixiao Pavilion. Even if you are a disciple of Zixiao Pavilion, I can kill him as he pleases."
Mu Yu was obviously a little amused, even Zixiao Pavilion dared to threaten him.
Hearing this, the rogue leader's face turned pale instantly. Suddenly he saw a figure in the distance, his eyes immediately lit up, and he said loudly: "Brother-in-law, I'm here, help me!"
A young man in purple sect clothing was rushing here quickly, and a majestic voice warned: "I am a disciple of Zixiao Pavilion, let him go quickly! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Mu Yu sneered in his heart, not being threatened at all, and directly pierced the chest of the bandit leader with his sword, killing him.
"Didn't I tell you to stop? You still dare to do it!"
Seeing his brother-in-law die right in front of his eyes, the young man in purple robe was furious and stared at Mu Yu with anger on his face.
Of course he also knew that his brother-in-law was a bandit, but his brother-in-law gave him all kinds of rare treasures and beauties every month, so that instead of harshly criticizing his brother-in-law's despicable behavior, he condoned it behind his back.
"He's just a bandit. I can kill him if I want. What qualifications do you have to order me?" Mu Yu glanced at him coldly.
"Okay! You actually don't take me, Zixiao Pavilion, seriously. I will make sure you die without a burial place today!"
The young man in purple robe raised his palm in anger, wanting to slap Mu Yu.
However, what he didn't expect was that Mu Yu just raised his palm slightly and blocked it.
The young man in purple robe felt as if his palm had been slapped on a copper wall, causing him great pain.
"Apart from the Zixiao Pavilion disciples' great mouths, are their skills so useless?" Mu Yu sneered.
"Don't be so arrogant, I haven't tried my best yet."
The young man in purple robe angrily said that he felt that he was just careless. If he used all his strength, Mu Yu would definitely not be able to block his attack.
Thinking of this, the purple-robed young man raised his other palm and used ten levels of strength to create a billowing heat wave and hit Mu Yu's chest.
"Red Flame Palm!"
The force of its palms is so powerful that an ordinary person would be seriously injured by one of its palms.
Mu Yu's eyes flashed with contempt, then he stretched out a little finger and gently tapped his palm.
"Bang!"
moment!
The young man in purple robe seemed to have been struck by lightning, and his body suddenly flew backwards. With a whoosh, he spit out a mouthful of blood mist.
"You are vulnerable to a single blow. With such strength, you still want to show off your violence and order others?" Mu Yu looked down at the purple-robed young man lying on the ground and said disdainfully.
"I advise you not to kill me. This time I went out to perform a mission with my fellow disciples. If I don't go back, they will definitely find you, and you will be dead by then."
The young man in purple robe is still tough-talking and wants to threaten his fellow disciples.