In just that moment when he rushed over, not only Mu Yu, but also everyone around him felt the mountain-like aura of Haiman.
"puff!"
Many people around him were directly injured by the terrifying momentum and vomited blood.
They all looked at Haiman with fear on their faces.
Haiman's mountain-like strength is so terrifying, no wonder he can become the third leader of the red scarf.
If placed among the major tribes in Qianluoyuan, they would definitely be invincible.
Mu Yu was still standing quietly at this moment, and his expression did not change at all because of Haiman's terrifying aura.
Seeing Mu Yu's plain expression, the anger in Haiman's heart couldn't help but grow stronger.
"ah!"
After roaring, Haiman punched Mu Yu with a loud rumbling sound.
This punch was as unstoppable as a meteorite falling from the sky.
Mu Yu glanced slightly and took another step. The Xifeng Sword was like light and shadow, like a dream.
No one could clearly see the trajectory of the Xifeng Sword, but they could vaguely feel that it moved in an instant, and then retracted.
Immediately afterwards, everyone looked at Haiman, and their pupils suddenly shrank into needles.
Haiman was still standing, but he had turned into a headless corpse, and his head had already rolled to the ground.
what on earth is it
How did he do that
It's really terrible.
At this moment, the only thought in the minds of the other bandits in red scarves was to run, as far away as possible, so that they would never see this devil again.
However, they have not yet taken their steps.
Mu Yu's steps were full of wind, and he walked over step by step.
Every time he took a step, the Xifeng Sword in Mu Yu's hand would shake slightly, and then another head would fly up.
When Mu Yu took more than a hundred steps, there were already headless corpses everywhere, and a river of blood appeared on the ground.
Take one step at a time and kill one person at a time.
Killing actually creates a sense of art.
This is the idea Mu Yu brought to everyone in the An clan.
Mu Yu's killing methods had an extremely shocking impact on their hearts.
The few remaining bandits in red scarves hugged each other and cried bitterly.
Mu Yu's method of killing people like mowing grass had already frightened them out of their wits, and they had lost even the slightest thought of resisting.
"cry!"
At this time, a giant eagle covering the sky and the sun appeared in the sky.
After seeing the giant eagle, the remaining red-clothed bandits all looked happy, as if they were spending the rest of their lives after a catastrophe.
"It's the second master!" Several bandits exclaimed.
Hearing this, everyone in the An clan, who originally thought that the disaster was over, once again showed fear.
The second master has such a fierce reputation that he is a master in the Annihilation Realm, far beyond what the third master, fourth master, and fifth master can compare with.
With just one person, he once slaughtered more than a hundred tribesmen.
Known as the first blood butcher of Qianluoyuan.
If he takes action, he will definitely kill them all, leaving no one alive.
Although Mu Yu had just shown extremely shocking strength, he was still so young after all, how could he compare with this master of the Annihilation Realm who had been galloping for many years.
The giant eagle stayed directly above everyone.
A black figure floated down from a hundred feet high in the sky.