Ten thousand times return, the game started with being picked up by the senior sister

Three demon cultivators came forward and surrounded Zhao Mu.

The demons were already huge, and these three men were strong and muscular. They stood in front of Zhao Mu like a mountain, completely blocking Zhao Mu's retreat.

However, these three were not stupid, and did not attack directly.

Disciples fighting in private would violate the sect's rules, and the party that took the initiative would face severe punishment.

These three were old hands, and they would definitely not make such a low-level mistake. Their purpose was to provoke Zhao Mu and let Zhao Mu take the first step.

As long as Zhao Mu took the first step, it would be exactly what they wanted.

"Go ahead, aren't you arrogant?"

"Human pride, cowardly as a mouse, I think you're afraid to pee your pants."

"Don't be so arrogant, kowtow to the grandfathers, I promise to spare your life."

The three of them kept provoking Zhao Mu.

Zhao Mu, however, had a calm and composed expression, as if nothing had happened.

He sneered, "Why do I hear three vicious dogs barking here? Who didn't tie the dog leash and let them out of the crotch?"

As soon as these words came out, the three demon cultivators were furious.

I wanted to provoke Zhao Mu, but I didn't expect that this guy's ability to scold people was better.

One of the snake demon cultivators with scarlet snake tongues could no longer bear it and almost started to attack first.

But the other two demon cultivators stopped him in time.

"Don't be impulsive. This kid will always have a chance to be alone. We brothers just need to keep a close eye on him."

If they failed to provoke Zhao Mu, they could only find an opportunity to attack secretly.

Although the sect has strict rules, as long as they act secretly and don't leave any handles, there will be no big problems.

"Why bother so much? You just want to fight. I just want to play with you."

After that, Zhao Mu directly offered his disciple nameplate and challenged the three demon cultivators in front of him to a competition at the same time.

This sudden move made the three demon cultivators dumbfounded.

Did this guy get kicked in the head by a donkey? He actually challenged the three of them at the same time?

Not only them, but also the other inner disciples in the disciple courtyard were also surprised.

Although Zhao Mu was a direct disciple, his cultivation was only at the foundation building stage.

The three demon cultivators on the opposite side were all above the fifth level of Jindan.

Even if Zhao Mu was a human genius and had the ability to fight across levels, it was too rash to challenge three Jindan demon cultivators at the same time.

Some human inner disciples who were secretly observing Zhao Mu and hesitating whether to help him shook their heads at this moment, showing a disappointed expression.

It is not easy for the human race to have a genius, but if he has such a violent temper that gets angry at the slightest provocation, he is destined not to go too far in the cultivation world full of intrigues and scheming.

Even if he is extremely talented, if he does not know how to be low-key and tolerant, I am afraid he will not live for more than a few years and will die halfway.

What a pity.

"Let's report it, lest Zhao Mu is beaten to death here."

"Alas, if this gets out, the human race will become the laughing stock of the demon race again."

At the same time, the magic array arena has been formed in the disciples' courtyard.

After the initial shock, the three demon cultivators have recovered, showing ferocious smiles, staring at Zhao Mu with greedy eyes.

"Boy, you asked for this, so don't blame us for being ruthless."

The snake demon took the lead, and the scarlet snake tongue turned into a long spear and flew out of its mouth, like a red lightning, breaking through the air and piercing Zhao Mu.

Zhao Mu quickly dodged and retreated, avoiding the attack of the red tongue gun.

He was not afraid of the power of the red tongue gun.

He simply disliked this attack method as too disgusting.

"A demon is a demon, and it is indeed something that cannot be put on the stage."

A purple lightning burst out from Zhao Mu's palm and instantly spread to the entire arena.

The two demons who had not yet had time to attack were directly entangled and bound by the purple lightning, and were immediately paralyzed and unable to move.

The worst was the snake demon. Before it could retract the red tongue gun it had spit out, it was imprisoned by the crackling arc of electricity. The power of purple lightning went straight through its snake tongue to the top of its head, and it was electrocuted and convulsed all over and foamed at the mouth.

Although the purple lightning entanglement was only a low-grade Xuanji technique, the attack power of the thunder system technique was outstanding. With the addition of Zhao Mu's physical talent, the power was comparable to the high-grade Xuanji technique. Although the Jindan cultivators were powerful, they were still mortals before they cultivated to the Nascent Soul, and they could not withstand such stimulation.

With only one move of purple lightning entanglement, Zhao Mu suppressed three Jindan demon cultivators at the same time, which made the other inner sect cultivators in the disciple courtyard stunned.

"I have also practiced the Purple Lightning Twist, why is the power so different?"

"This Zhao Mu is worthy of being the first on the Outer Sect Prodigy List, and he really can't be underestimated."

"That being said, it's far from enough to defeat the three of Huang She with just this one move."

"Boy, don't be so arrogant!"

The snake demon suddenly used a flying sword, cut off his tongue, and broke free from the shackles of the Purple Lightning Twist.

At the same time, his legs turned into a yellowish-brown python tail, rolled into a twist, and slapped the ground heavily. His whole body suddenly accelerated like a cannonball, and rushed towards Zhao Mu.

Before the figure arrived, the python tail as thick as a bucket had already whipped over with the sound of tiger and leopard thunder.

This attack was extremely fierce. If it was hit head-on, even a bronze skin and iron bones could not resist it.

But Zhao Mu's eyes were calm.

He stretched out his hand calmly, and with a clang, the python tail hit him heavily in the next second.

Many of the inner disciples who were watching subconsciously closed their eyes when they saw this scene.

No matter how powerful Zhao Mu was, he was still a human being with flesh and blood. His physical strength was not as good as that of the demon race. Moreover, his realm was far behind that of the yellow snake. If he was hit by this blow, he would be seriously injured at best. If it was serious, he would be crushed into minced meat on the spot.

"Ah... No, how is this possible!"

A shrill wail sounded from the ring.

The human cultivators sighed in their hearts, thinking that Zhao Mu was still too young.

But the next moment, someone noticed something was wrong.

"Is this sound... from the yellow snake?"

Everyone stared with wide eyes and looked carefully.

They saw that Zhao Mu's body did not move at all, and the yellow snake's python tail was suspended in the air, tightly grasped by Zhao Mu's hand.

"How did he do that?"

"Look, Zhao Mu's five fingers pierced the yellow snake's tail, and his fingertips were deeply embedded in the snake's flesh!"

"Hiss, the scales of the python demon are invulnerable to swords and spears, and are indestructible. Even the magic flying sword is difficult to pierce. Zhao Mu actually pierced his scales and snake skin with his physical strength alone. How did he do that?"

"What a terrifying power, is Zhao Mu really a human foundation-building cultivator?"

"Crack."

Zhao Mu twisted his wrist and tore off a large piece of bloody meat from the snake demon's tail.

The scene was extremely bloody and violent.

The yellow snake was hoarse from the piercing pain, and his body kept rolling on the ground.

Seeing this, the other two demon cultivators struggled to break free from the purple lightning and surrounded him.

The yellow snake was full of resentment, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Kill... Kill him, don't worry about the consequences, I will bear any punishment alone!"

As he said that, he took out a talisman from the storage ring and handed it to another demon cultivator.

Seeing the spell, Zhao Mu frowned slightly.

He could clearly feel that the spell was engraved with extremely complex and domineering divine patterns.

In the spell, at least one fifth-grade formation was sealed.

And it was a killing formation with great lethality.

If they triggered the spell, with the narrow space of the arena, even if Zhao Mu could resist it with his body, he would probably lose a layer of skin.

They couldn't be given a chance to attack.

Zhao Mu's murderous heart suddenly rose, and the fire in his palm surged. With the blessing of Shengyuan Gong, the fire suddenly doubled.

"Boom!"

A palm blasted out, as if a fire dragon roared and flew out from Zhao Mu's palm, and in an instant, the three demon cultivators on the opposite side were submerged in the sea of ​​fire.

Pure Yang flames, burning the body and melting the bones.

The dazzling flames even penetrated the disciples' courtyard and shone out, reflecting the entire mountaintop red.

An old man who was observing in the dark saw this situation and rushed over.

"Don't kill them!!"

But the old man arrived a step too late. After the flames swept through, only the carbonized bones were left on the ground.

Let's put it this way.

Even a crematorium can't burn so cleanly and thoroughly.

Seeing this, the old man was furious, his face turned red, and long silver-white hair grew all over his body. He turned into an old silver-haired baboon.

"Zhao Mu, look at what you have done. Three inner disciples died because of you. You will pay the price!"