Swoosh! Swoosh!
The spear radiance was as fast as lightning, sprinkling cold stars all over the sky.
He had to admit that Meng Wu's strength was actually extremely powerful. The silver spear in his hand was like a silver dragon, swallowing and spitting spear radiance, filling the sky with pear blossoms, fast and accurate. With the help of his strong cultivation, the spear was like a cold star, and the horse was like a dragon.
However, the two swords in the hands of the masked young man in white were as swift as a swooping swan, impenetrable by water and rain. His defense was tight, and his offense was well-hidden. Occasionally, he would thrust his sword at Meng Wu, who had exhausted all his strength and had yet to generate new strength, forcing Meng Wu to withdraw his spear to defend himself.
Moreover, what made Meng Wu most speechless was the strength of the masked young man in white, who had not reached the Natural Realm yet, was able to withstand his storm-like attacks merely by relying on his exquisite swordsmanship and his fighting instinct.
"Step back and don't interfere. I'm going to capture the surviving member of the Tang family alive."
Meng Wu yelled angrily and gave the order.
However, half an hour later, he gradually felt that something was wrong.
At the first moment of the fight, his opponent, who was about to be stabbed to death, pulled back his sword and blocked his thunder-like spear with the Sky-burning Fire Style, which was already a breakthrough. Now, as the fight went on, his opponent's momentum was getting stronger and stronger, and his Sword Qi was chilling. There was a faint sign of a breakthrough.
"Damn it, is he really a fighting genius?"
Meng Wu was furious.
"Kill!"
He shook his long spear and sprayed a lot of spear radiance. Then, he suddenly withdrew his left hand and took out a pitch-black syringe from his bosom. He twisted the bottom of the syringe, and with a bang, a large number of fine needles as thick as cow hair suddenly sprayed out from the syringe, shooting at the masked young man in white.
"You …" The masked young man in white did not expect that his opponent would suddenly launch a sneak attack in such a despicable way. He swung his sword to block, but his sword style was broken. His chest went numb, and his left shoulder was instantly pierced by the spear, and he was sent flying backward.
Meng Wu did not speak, but thrust the silver spear again, aiming at his heart.
Seeing that the masked young man in white was about to die under the spear, he acted like his partner before him. A dagger appeared in his palm, and he raised his hand to slash at his face. He wanted to destroy his own appearance to avoid bringing disaster to his sect and friends …
However, at this moment —
Swoosh!
A saber radiance flashed.
The young man suddenly felt a jolt in his palm, and the dagger was sent flying.
At the same time, the silver spear that was thrusting at Li Mu was also hit by a jet of broadsword light. With a loud bang, the silver spear was directly bent in the middle. Meng Wu, who was holding the spear, cried out in alarm. The spear trembled violently. The web between his thumb and index finger was already dripping with blood. He could no longer hold the spear and it was sent flying …
As for the two blade rays, they spun once in the air before floating in midair as if they were alive.
They were two strange light blue flying daggers.
"Who are you?" Meng Wu shouted in shock and anger. But soon, his pupils shrank.
A streak of silver light streaked across the distant sky.
On top of the saber radiance, a person stood on the saber.
Blade-commanding Technique!
Li Mu!
At the critical moment, the man who suddenly intervened was Li Mu, the county magistrate of Taibai County, his biggest nightmare in the past few days.
"Song Ke's Hu Ying, Chu Luo Shuang Xue Ming …"
Stepping on the broadsword, Li Mu came over while reciting a poem. He was like an immortal riding the wind.
"Swoosh!
Swoosh! "As soon as he finished reciting the poem, the two odd-shaped flying daggers flew back like young swallows returning to their nest and integrated into the silver broadsword under Li Mu's feet.
"Li Mu, how dare you collude with the remnants of the Tang family …" Meng Wu's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. His hatred was wild. He bellowed, "How dare you show up on such an occasion today? First, you colluded with the demon race, and now you are acquainted with the remnants of the Tang family. You are really reckless. Kill him for me!"
On the ground, countless Star-shattering Crossbows aimed at Li Mu in midair and fired at the same time.
Like a swarm of locusts, the crossbow bolts covered Li Mu.
"The silver broadsword shines on the white robe, like a shooting star!"
The Ode to the Gallant, the great poet on Earth, had been altered by Li Mu. When he recited it, Li Mu's eyes were full of killing intent.
This time, he came to kill.
"Swoosh! Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh! "The silver Samsara Knife under his feet suddenly disassembled into 24 flying daggers and circled around him. As the knife light of different colors swirled, all the Star-shattering Crossbows were chopped into pieces, knocked away, and turned into dust. Then, the 24 flying daggers turned back into the silver Samsara Knife and returned to his feet.
That scene was so cool and magical that it dazzled the eyes, as if it was the work of an immortal.
The armored soldiers on the patrol below all exclaimed in astonishment.
"This is … the work of an immortal."
"A Celestial Being. He must be a Celestial Being."
"We can't defeat him."
They lost the courage to fight.
"Where is the second prince?" Li Mu demanded in a thunderous voice, "Come out and take my attack!"
That day, at the gate of the Hanshan Academy, it was the second prince who killed Shangguan Yuting with a golden fingerprint.
He would not be a gentleman if he did not seek revenge.
The Samsara Knife was refined again. Li Mu had basically mastered the Wind-Cloud Six Moves and mastered the Broadsword-commanding Skill!
Today, Li Mu came for revenge.
…
…
A handsome middle-aged man walked out of the main hall of the altar.
His face was as smooth as jade. His eyebrows were straight like swords, and his eyes were bright like stars. He seemed to be in his thirties or forties. He took good care of himself, for there was not a wrinkle on his face or a speck of dust. His thick black hair was tied up with a delicate hairpin inlaid with gold and jade, and his hairstyle was neat. He was dressed in a light purple brocade robe, with a jade belt on his waist. His figure was slender, and his body was well-proportioned.
As soon as the man appeared, Qin Tianzi and the others were shocked.
"Li Gang, His Lordship of Chang 'an City?"
"His Lordship?"
"Are you kidding me?"
During the battle of the Heaven Sword Martial Club, Qin Tianzi and the Marvelous Mathematician had seen His Lordship from a distance.
"Handsome Uncle, who are you?" Tang Mi's big eyes were filled with innocence and curiosity. Compared with the zombie face of the Netherworld Sect Lord, Li Gang's handsome and elegant appearance was undoubtedly attractive to young and old people. She laughed and said, "Okay, okay, uncle, I'll give you the candied haws … But can you leave one for little Mi Mi, just one?"
Li Gang gave a hearty smile.
He took the candied hawthorn, opened his mouth and bit off a piece. He returned the rest and said, "Leave three pieces for the little beauty. Haha, if only Handsome Uncle had one, that would be enough." He ate the hawthorn that was covered in sugar in his mouth bit by bit. It looked very delicious.
At that time, the head of the Ghost Sect had learned Li Gang's identity after being reminded by the leader of the armored soldiers.
This made him feel a sense of dread.
His Lordship was the local tyrant of the Chang 'an government. He was in a high position and held the real power in the local government, which was even more terrifying than some royal relatives. He was one of the dozens of people standing at the top of the Western Qin Empire, and even the head of a first-grade sect could not compare with him.
"Your Honor, are you going to protect the remnants of the Tang family?" The head of the Ghost Sect asked tentatively.
Li Gang slowly walked down the stone steps and said with a calm face, "Of course not."
The head of the Ghost Sect breathed a sigh of relief and said, "In that case, Your Honor, please leave this place first. I came to kill the remnants of the Tang family by the order of the second prince …"
Li Gang directly interrupted him and said, "Are you the head of the Ghost Sect?"
The head of the Ghost Sect frowned and nodded, saying, "Yes, I am."
Li Gang nodded and said, "Well … In the past, in the Top Beauty Competition of the Musical House, the warriors of the Ghost Sect slaughtered Cai Zhijie, an official of the empire. They committed the most heinous crimes and disregarded the law. As the head of the Ghost Sect, you are not strict enough with your subordinates, so you can't escape the punishment. Why don't you surrender?"
"What?" The head of the Ghost Sect changed his face and said, "Your Honor, do you agree with me?"
Li Gang did not speak but directly made a move. He raised his hand and, like pinching flowers, layers of golden star deployment patterns evolved from the connection between his thumb and middle finger. The huge star deployment was flowing, and the inscriptions were flowing. In a flash, a sword light popped out from his fingertip.
Swoosh!
The sword light was as fast as lightning.
The face of the head of the Ghost Sect changed dramatically, and the Netherworld natural qi circulated around him. He performed the extreme forbidden move, as if to awaken a Netherworld Grim Reaper from hell.
A piercingly cold aura of death instantly spread out.
In the void, there seemed to be a demon from the World of Death grinning hideously, and was about to open the sickle to harvest the dead.
However, it was useless.
The head of the Ghost Sect had only performed half of his ultimate move. Before he could summon the Nether Death God figure that was wreathed in the aura of death, the golden sword aura that Li Gang had flicked out easily pierced through all of his protective Spiritual Qi, the half-formed Nether Death God figure, and the forehead of the head of the Ghost Sect as easily as a sharp knife cutting through tofu.
Blood spurted out.
The Netherworld natural qi of the head of the Ghost Sect instantly collapsed like a sand sculpture, and the Netherworld Grim Reaper also drifted away like ashes in the wind, and fell on his back.
One move was enough to decide the outcome and life and death.
A superior Celestial Being died too quickly. In a flash, he had already fallen, which made people unable to react.
At this time, a loud shout came from outside the martial arts club.
"Where's the second prince? Come out and take my move! "
…
…
The second prince wore a smile on his face.
The head of the Ghost Sect was dead. A peerless expert in the Celestial Being Realm was also a great help for him. In order to subdue the head of the Ghost Sect for his own use, he also spent a lot of effort. Unfortunately, just now, he was killed the moment his attention was attracted by Li Mu, and he didn't even have time to rescue him.
And the person who killed the head of the Ghost Sect was Li Gang, the magistrate of Chang 'an.
Ever since he came to the Chang 'an Mansion, he had been keeping a low profile like a coward. But at this juncture that no one expected, he showed up at the place where he shouldn't be and showed his incredible ferocity and strength, killing a Celestial Being with one move.
The head of the Ghost Sect was on the second prince's side.
But he was dead, and the second prince was laughing.
Because the fish he had been waiting for had taken the bait.
It was time to close the net.
Finally, the moment had come.
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