"What?"
Ye Feiran, who was standing aside, was startled.
"What a strong force!"
At that moment, the muscular man's physical force broke out, as if it was hit by a flood from outer space.
"I have to say, you're too weak."
The muscular man stood where he was and slowly retracted his fist. His lips curled into a grin, revealing his contempt and disappointment.
Clatter.
He Wuxin slid down from the wall of the hall.
The natural qi in his body surged and quickly recovered. The natural qi in his right arm surged, and his fractured wrist quickly recovered.
"Ignorant barbarian."
He picked up the long-handled broadsword on his back.
It was a Spirit-level weapon from the statue in the square in front of the palace.
"Go to hell!"
He Wuxin flashed forward.
Boom!
He struck with his broadsword.
The broadsword light was dazzling like a white waterfall.
The muscular man blocked with his arms.
Boom!
The muscular man was sent flying out of the hall.
However, there was only a shallow white mark on his arm.
"What?"
He Wuxin was shocked.
His body was as strong as a Spirit-level broadsword, and his body was not broken.
The strength of his physical body was simply unimaginable.
"How could this yellow-haired barbarian have such strength?"
"You're the first person who can send me flying, but you're going to face the real fury of a superman."
A voice sounded.
The muscular man returned to the hall at the speed of light.
Boom!
He threw a punch.
He Wuxin was really angry, and he took the blow with his broadsword.
Boom!
The two were sent flying back as soon as they touched each other.
The battle started at this moment.
Boom, boom, boom.
They both had a tacit understanding. They both took the blow head-on and dodged it.
Every move was like a copper pot hitting an iron brush, and sparks were bursting out.
It was a tit for tat.
It was a complete collision.
"Hancock, you'd better go out and fight, or the Treasure Hall will collapse."
The square-faced woman next to him said.
"Yellow-skinned monkey, come out if you have the guts."
The muscular man rushed out of the hall.
"I'll kill you today."
He Wuxin dragged his broadsword and chased after him.
Li Mu touched his forehead.
He Wuxin was really a hot-tempered elder brother.
Without saying a word, he took out his broadsword and started chopping.
However, the muscular man called Hancock was indeed strong.
This person's strength was clearly not obtained through cultivation.
They were born with it.
He claimed to be Superman. Could it be that he really had the same ability as the Superman in American TV series and movies?
The super high speed and terrifying strength that he had displayed earlier were in line with Superman's abilities.
Could it be that the scriptwriters of these movies and TV series were all based on real people?
Using these movies and TV dramas to make the general public gradually accept some Western superpowers?
Li Mu let his imagination run wild for a while, and then he heard a loud bang.
A figure flew in and fiercely crashed into the pile of immortal crystals in the middle of the hall.
It was He Wuxin.
Ye Feiran was surprised.
Ever since he met He Wuxin, this was the first time he had seen He Wuxin in such a difficult battle.
Ye Feiran couldn't help but have a new understanding of the western experts.
In the past, he had always felt that these white people's strength was average, and their cultivation methods were extremely simple and crude, not worth mentioning at all.
Eastern cultivators had always had a sense of superiority in this regard.
He didn't expect to meet such a Caucasian powerhouse in the Deep Sea Dragon Palace.
Ye Feiran subconsciously raised his hand and patted the long sword at his waist.
He wanted to draw his sword to help.
"No one is allowed to help today."
With red eyes, He Wuxin crawled out of the pile of immortal crystals, dragged his long broadsword, and rushed out again.
He was full of vigor.
Li Mu had no intention of helping.
Obviously, He Wuxin wanted to play by himself. So, Li Mu would let him play by himself.
There were two other white people in the hall.
"Humph, there used to be a bard who described the sword immortals of the East. They could fly in the sky and go underground. They are omnipotent. I'm very eager to learn from them. I wonder if I can have a taste of your skills."
The middle-aged handsome man named George was elegant and refined, but his attitude and tone couldn't hide his eagerness and arrogance.
The opponent he chose was Ye Feiran.
Ye Feiran was usually very peaceful and easy-going.
But today, when facing these Western and American experts, the pride and superiority in his bones burst out.
Without saying a word, Ye Feiran directly patted the long sword at his waist.
Swoosh!
The magic sword directly turned into sword light and flew out, cutting off George's head.
"Swoosh!"
The middle-aged handsome man's head was split into two halves, one on the left and the other on the right.
"Huh?"
"So easy?"
Li Mu crossed his arms in front of his chest, feeling curious.
Of course, he knew the battle wouldn't end so easily.
"It seems that the real ability of this guy named George is …"
At this time, the two halves of George's head were automatically glued together and returned to normal.
It was like a doll made of clay. Even if it was cut into pieces, it could be squeezed back in the next moment.
This was different from the eastern cultivators who relied on their strong vitality and blood to recover from injuries.
It was more like a …
Talent instinct?
Li Mu watched with great interest.
"Roar!"
George let out a low roar, slightly bent his body, and instantly turned into a shadow, approaching Ye Feiran.
"So fast!"
"Like wind."
"Like lightning."
In an instant, he arrived in front of Ye Feiran and stretched out his hands to grab Ye Feiran's chest.
Halfway through, his hands turned into sharp claws dripping with blood. His bones were white and dripping with blood. He looked incomparably terrifying.
Ye Feiran's expression didn't change. With a stir of his mind, the magic sword flew back and stabbed at George's back.
"Besiege Wei to save Zhao."
At the same time, he also made a sword gesture with his hands to confront the sharp claws of white bones.
"Bang!"
The two of them shook at the same time and slightly separated.
At the same time, the magic sword had pierced George's back.
However, to an ordinary person, such a fatal injury did not pose any threat to George at all.
His body was like clay. When the magic sword was pulled out, the wound almost disappeared at the same time.
"Humph, the Fairy Sword is really amazing."
George licked his lips.
Ye Feiran's face slightly froze.
He looked at his hands.
They were dripping with blood, and there were many scratches of abnormal color. A stream of extremely Yin power was spreading in his hands.
Poison.
Blood poison.
Ye Feiran ran his natural essence to suppress it. Then, he grabbed the magic sword backhandedly and rushed forward.
Judging from his look, he was obviously a little angry.
The next moment, the hall was filled with sword light.
Ye Feiran's sword moves were bold and unstoppable, as if he was a general who had fallen into a hopeless situation, cutting off all means of retreat.
Li Mu opened his mouth and was a little surprised.
It turned out that the real hot-tempered brother was not He Wuxin, but Ye Feiran.
Another martial arts maniac.
His desperate stance was not inferior to He Wuxin's at all.
"That's right."
"The Devil Broadsword and the Divine Sword, these two guys with completely different characters, can actually be friends with each other. It turns out that they are the same kind of people."
Soon, George and Ye Feiran also fought to the outside of the hall.
By then, Li Mu had already figured out that both the "Superman" named Hancock and the rubber man named George were experts with Spiritual Seeds in their bodies. The grade of their Spiritual Seeds was the highest Li Mu had seen since he came to Earth.
There were many cultivators in the East.
There were many Spiritual Seeds in the West.
This was the general trend of the distribution of experts on Earth.
Li Mu wanted to cut open the two's Spiritual Seeds, but after all, they were He Wuxin and Ye Feiran's opponents, so he gave up the idea.
"Haha, little guy, if you go out by yourself, I won't kill you."
The square-faced young woman looked at Li Mu with an expression that seemed to say "I'll eat you up".
Li Mu smiled and didn't pay much attention to her. Then, he began to put the fairy crystals in the hall.
"I'll just give some to Ye Feiran and He Wuxin later."
By now, Li Mu was already sure that these two must be the successors of Sword-Broadsword Sage-Emperor. Even if they were not his successors, they must be his nominal disciples or something.
Li Mu himself came to join in the fun and find the antidote for the Immortal Parasitic Worm for his parents.
Although He Wuxin and Ye Feiran didn't say why they came here, Li Mu could guess that they must be ordered by their master to come here for some special purpose.
"Don't you understand what I said?"
The square-faced young woman moved. As if she had teleported, she came to Li Mu's side and raised her hand to hit Li Mu's back.
Without looking back, Li Mu grabbed the woman's wrist and swung it.
"Boom!"
The golden-haired woman was sent flying and disappeared from the hall.
But almost in the next moment.
There was a flash of golden light.
The woman flew back again.
"It turns out that you are the strongest one. Unfortunately, you met me …"
Wrapped in a rich golden light, she flew toward Li Mu.
Terrible power broke out like a landslide.
This kind of power was no less than that of Hancock, the muscular man.
"Superwoman?"
Li Mu thought, raised his hand, grabbed the woman by the neck, and lifted her up.
"What?"
The square-faced superwoman was shocked.
Her strength, speed, reflexes, and other abilities were all beyond the SS-level. In the western world, she was invincible.
But in front of this eastern young man, she was so vulnerable?
"You little devil, go to hell."
Two pure golden lights shot out from the woman's eyes.
They pierced Li Mu's eyes at close range.
Li Mu opened the vertical eye between his eyebrows, and the Ninth Heaven Purple Lightning shot out, directly colliding with the pure golden light and forcing it back.
"Ah …"
The square-faced superwoman screamed, and then her whole body was wrapped in lightning.
In the East, Li Mu had killed quite a number of supernatural ability users and dissected the Spiritual Seed. Therefore, it was a piece of cake for him. Soon, he dissected the Spiritual Seed inside the superwoman's body with talisman magic.
It was a strange pale gold cube.
It looked like a Rubik's cube.
"Huh? An Infinity Gem? "
Li Mu was quite surprised.
He sealed the Spiritual Seed and took it out.
"No …"
The square-faced superwoman screamed in despair and quickly aged. In the blink of an eye, she had turned into a wrinkled, hunched old lady with dry hair. She found it hard to even breathe.
Li Mu casually threw her aside.
After collecting all the immortal crystals in the hall, Li Mu came out of the hall.
The four people who were fighting outside had already gone to god knows where.
Li Mu thought for a moment, the two grumpy brothers should not be in danger, so he simply turned around and walked into the depths of the Dragon Palace.
At this time, Li Mu had also felt that in the depths of this mysterious ancient building complex, there was a faint power that was calling him, waiting for his arrival.
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