"Kill!"
A female shaman with a leopard head and a leopard tail shouted and raised a bronze mirror to shine at Qin Mu. Sinister and ferocious souls appeared in the mirror.
Ding.
A flying sword suddenly appeared in front of the bronze mirror and nailed itself on the surface. The bronze mirror was incomparably sturdy and actually blocked the flying sword. However, in the next instant, the flying sword suddenly spun and changed into Drill Sword Form, drilling through the bronze mirror. The sword light broke through the mirror and pierced through the female shaman behind the mirror.
"What's there to be afraid of shaman poison?"
Qin Mu's clothes fluttered in the wind as he raised his hand to retrieve the flying sword. Another shaman grew tiger fur, claws, and a tail, and pounced forward with a howl. He raised a gale and pounced forward to kill, not giving Qin Mu any chance to strike.
Qin Mu turned his body to the side and punched. Both of their footsteps were messy, and the sounds of explosions rang out incessantly. The shaman's head shook, and a tiger head grew out. It roared like thunder and bombarded Qin Mu's soul with the tiger's roar.
Qin Mu used his fist as a mudra and punched out with Sunshine Refining Yang Soul In The Sky. His five fingers spread open to form a palm, and with a moyasa, he executed Devil Freedom Mudra. His palm and fist changed repeatedly, and the mudra skills of Buddha and Devil Path interchanged. The tiger's roar only had time to ring out three times before the shaman's soul was shattered and he fell straight to the ground.
Another great shaman of Six Directions Realm suddenly pounced forward. His cultivation was even stronger than the shamans from before, and his divine arts were unobstructed. He maintained the appearance and form of a normal person.
Even though he had already sealed his Six Directions Secret Realm, when he activated his cultivation technique, he immediately transformed. He was like a violent ape, holding a golden staff that was as thick as a pillar, capable of sweeping through thousands of enemies. He possessed boundless strength and was also extremely agile.
Qin Mu stretched his hand to take down his bamboo cane and used it to fight against the golden rod. The two of them exchanged blows at lightning speed, and the golden rod shadows that filled the sky suddenly retracted. The shaman's heart was struck by the bamboo cane, and he revealed an astonished expression.
However, he was a great shaman of Six Directions Realm after all and not a shaman, so he immediately decided to unseal his Six Directions Secret Realm. The instant his Six Directions Secret Realm was unsealed, his heart was pierced through by the bamboo cane, and his corpse fell to the ground.
Qin Mu pulled out his bamboo cane from his heart. Great shamans of Six Directions Realm were called divine arts practitioners in Yankang Kingdom. It was just that the names were different, but there was no difference in essence.
If the divine arts practitioner didn't seal his Six Directions Secret Realm, it would be very hard for him to kill him. However, as long as he fought with someone on the same realm as him, he would have the ability to kill them, no matter if they were on Six Directions Realm or Seven Stars Realm!
Dong.
A Golden Strongman leaped onto the golden stage and landed heavily on the ground. He carried a scabbard that was as tall as a human on his back. He suddenly opened his mouth and roared at Qin Mu. The scabbard on his back whizzed out and the scabbard on his back slashed down at Qin Mu.
At the same time, the Golden Strongman wielded the sabers with both hands and charged over. The two sabers were sometimes in front of him and sometimes behind him. They were like two huge pythons coiling around his body as they rolled towards Qin Mu.
Qin Mu held the Pig Slaughtering Knife in one hand and the Pig Slaughtering Knife in the other. The flying sword flew out from the sword pouch on his back and met the knife light that was coming down.
Every Way a Silver Lining!
The two of them were one big and one small. The Golden Strongman was half a body taller than him and the two of them clashed together. The horizontal one was the mountain that was blocking the path ahead while the vertical one was the knife that was splitting the mountain apart. The knife light rushed into the sky with the color of blood as though it was a giant swinging his knife, cleaving a path out of the precipice that stretched for thousands of miles. The Golden Strongman's body was split into four pieces as he was killed by the horizontal and vertical knife light.
Qin Mu shook his knives and shook off the blood on them. He then put the two Pig Slaughtering Knives back into the scabbard and suddenly raised his hand to point. The flying sword came out of the scabbard and pierced through the heart of a shaman's brows who was about to shoot an arrow with his vital qi.
"Kill him and take revenge for our senior brothers!"
There were still shamans pouncing over. Qin Mu twisted his body and kicked back. Using knives, swords, fists, and legs, he killed all the shamans that came to challenge him on the spot.
After a moment, there was no more sound in the surroundings. In front of the mountain gate of the Golden Palace of Loulan, there were more than forty corpses lying haphazardly on the golden steps.
Qin Mu looked down the stage and saw terrified faces and terrified gazes. When they met his gaze, they couldn't help but look away and avoid his gaze. They didn't dare to look him in the eye.
The spirit and willpower of these shamans were very strong. However, after more than forty of them were killed by Qin Mu, their spirit and willpower had inevitably declined. As long as there was a decline, it would fall again and again. It would give birth to fear and cowardice that they couldn't defeat their opponent. It would give birth to respect and fear for Qin Mu!
What Qin Mu saw along the way made him angry at the Golden Palace of Loulan. When General Torimu ordered the soldiers to collect the souls of the rebels, he said that he wanted to present them to the Golden Palace of Loulan. He didn't understand at that time but now he understood that the Golden Palace of Loulan actually used souls to cultivate.
He didn't come this time to block the gate but to retrieve the lower half of the Butcher's body. However, since there was a clear distinction between friend and foe, he would destroy the spirit and willpower of this sect. He would crush their confidence and trample on their martial arts and spells. He would let them know that the divine arts that they cultivated using other people's souls were worthless!
"Which one of you cultivated the Grand Shaman Ruda Scripture of the Golden Palace of Loulan?"
Qin Mu looked around with a cold expression. Then, a smile slowly appeared on his lips. "Come out, I want to kill one of you."
In front of the mountain gate, there was silence.
Behind the mountain gate, the faces of the Gold Palace's Great Shamans that seemed to be cast from gold gradually turned ashen. After a moment, a young man walked out. A middle-aged Great Shaman at the side said in a deep voice, "Simuro, his flaw is at the split of his left shoulder blade. This is the flaw of his technique, the place where he didn't cultivate it. "
That young great shaman said solemnly, "I've already seen through it but I just couldn't see the exact location. Many thanks to Shaman King for his guidance. "
Chancellor Ba Shan's expression sunk and sneered, "Shaman King, as an elder, isn't it a little inappropriate to be so shameless?"
"Martial Khan, please!"
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