That was an incredible scene.
The crown prince of the Western Qin, who was protected by many experts, gasped when he saw Li Mu's fist land on Yingshan Snow-eagle's face. He felt a headache as if that punch had landed on his face.
Those experts of the Western Qin, including Yan Ruyun, were so shocked that their eyeballs almost popped out.
That was not the scene they had imagined.
That was Yingshan Snow-eagle, the Emperor's Broadsword, the God of Massacre of the empire! At the beginning of the siege against the Yue Mountain Faction, there might still be people who did not know who this shivering eunuch with white hair and beard was. But now, when they saw Yingshan Snow-eagle, all the Executives of the royal family and the experts of the sects could not help but gasp in fear.
He was a horrible God of Massacre who had slaughtered millions.
Under normal circumstances, shouldn't Li Mu be teased, crushed, and killed by Yingshan Snow-eagle like a toy?
But now?
Yingshan Snow-eagle was knocked into the air like a piece of wood.
Li Mu's figure flickered and reappeared in Yingshan Snow-eagle's front, back, left, right, up, down, and down. He was simply beating Yingshan Snow-eagle up and down. The punches landed on Yingshan Snow-eagle's body as if he were punching a sandbag.
"Humph …" Yingshan Snow-eagle struggled angrily.
He sneered like a mantra and struggled desperately. Finally, he got rid of Li Mu's attacks and punches.
His figure rapidly retreated.
Li Mu chased after him like a raging dragon.
Yingshan Snow-eagle's clothes were torn. His face was swollen, and his clothes were torn. His body was covered with punches. Yingshan Snow-eagle rushed into the camp of the imperial army. Countless streaks of blood-colored mist rose from his body and spread out like tentacles, entangling the imperial soldiers one by one …
"Ah …"
"No! Spare me!"
"Help me!"
Shrill screams and cries of struggle rang out.
One by one, the Imperial Army sergeants were entangled by the blood-colored tentacles and tightened in their bodies. In an instant, they were sucked dry, and all the essence and strength of their flesh and blood were sucked clean.
Yingshan Snow-eagle was sucking away the vitality of those people.
Then, his skin became lustrous at a speed visible to the naked eye. His white eyebrows and hair became dark and glossy. His entire person seemed to have become younger, turning into a tall and slender middle-aged man.
"Humph, Li Mu, you will know what real power is and what it is …" He sneered.
However, before he could finish his words.
With a flash of light, Li Mu dashed over like a jet of light and punched him in the mouth, sending him flying.
Teeth flew everywhere in the air.
"Damn your power …" Li Mu's eyes were bloodshot. He had entered a bizarre explosive state. The power of the Zhenwu Boxing surged through his muscles, bones, and filth like a great river. His spine let out roars of dragons and tigers.
Yingshan Snow-eagle was struck dumb by the punch.
He had already recovered to his peak state, so why …
"I want you to wish you were dead." Yingshan Snow-eagle bellowed. Countless streams of black mist spread out and covered more than half of the imperial army's barracks. Miserable cries and pleas from countless imperial soldiers rang out.
Wherever the black mist passed, life was cut off.
Corpses lay on the ground, their armors drained of their spirituality. Even in death, the Imperial Army soldiers could not believe that they had died at the hands of their own people. Their faces were filled with despair and anger.
Yingshan Snow-eagle was devouring the flesh and blood of those creatures.
That was a horrible and evil sorcery.
His appearance changed again. Now, he looked like a young man in his early twenties. His long hair fluttered like a waterfall. He was tall and handsome, with an evil look. He was also a rare handsome man.
"You forced me to do this, Li Mu. I'll …" He sneered and gathered his strength.
However —
"Swoosh!"
A jet of light flashed.
"Boom!"
Yingshan Snow-eagle was punched away again.
His teeth fell off, and his cheeks were smashed.
His instantly distorted face was filled with disbelief and astonishment.
"Why … am I hit again?"
"I've … recovered to the state where my blood and qi are as vigorous as the sea. I …"
"Boom!"
Another punch came.
Yingshan Snow-eagle's body was blown to pieces.
Blood mist spread, and bones splashed.
But he was a Great Sage after all. Under the operation of the law, the blood mist and broken bones gathered again and reassembled into his original body. But the fist mark on his abdomen was still there, and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Black blood.
"That's impossible. Did you hide your strength before?" Yingshan Snow-eagle was a little panicked at that moment.
He had used all kinds of means, strength, and even the forbidden Dark Sky Devouring and Sky-reviving Method. He had swallowed the lives, souls, and flesh of tens of thousands of imperial soldiers, but he still couldn't resist Li Mu's strike?
"How could this little b * stard be so strong?"
"Did he really get the secret treasure hidden in the Yue Mountain Faction?"
"That was left by that man years ago!"
Some blurry and distant memories, yet clear and terrifying at the same time, began to churn uncontrollably. Then, fear drowned him like a raging wave.
"If it's really that man's inheritance …"
Yingshan Snow-eagle suddenly shrieked, turned around, and fled.
"I can't believe he ran away!"
Li Mu was stunned for a moment. Then, he lowered his shoulders and performed a somersault. With the Somersault Cloud, he arrived in front of Yingshan Snow-eagle in an instant.
"Boom!"
The roaring power inside him was vented through his spine, arms, and fists.
"Puff …" Yingshan Snow-eagle was blasted back.
Like a meteorite, his body caught fire in the air due to the friction. Then, he slammed hard on the side deck of one of the three Flying Whale Shuttles. A deafening explosion rang out. The huge Flying Whale Shuttle shuddered as if it had been hit by a giant cannon. Then, it burst into pieces …
All kinds of star tactical deployments inside and outside the Flying Whale Shuttle exploded.
On the deck, the martial artists and armored soldiers in the cabin screamed and jumped off the shuttle to run for their lives. Someone opened a kind of parachute and glided downward.
Li Mu, like a cannonball, shot straight into the explosion.
"Boom!"
A fist pierced through the air.
Yingshan Snow-eagle's battered body was blasted out of the explosion and slammed into another Flying Whale Shuttle. No one knew how many layers of the deck were smashed.
That Flying Whale Shuttle also exploded and disintegrated.
Li Mu launched the Somersault Cloud and appeared in front of Yingshan Snow-eagle. Then, he punched him again and sent him flying back.
At this point in the battle, it was already a one-sided massacre.
Of the three Flying Whale Shuttles sent by the Western Qin Empire, the flagship was badly damaged, and the other two were directly destroyed. And the way they were destroyed was so violent and weird.
In the sky, clusters of "flowers" were spreading.
They were the parachutes of the imperial soldiers who jumped off the shuttle.
Obviously, the imperial army was not inexperienced in that aspect. In previous wars, there had been precedents of Flying Whale Shuttles being destroyed. Therefore, the alchemists of the empire had also created this kind of equipment to help martial artists who could not fly land safely.
At the same time, the eagle knights were also flying back and forth to rescue their comrades.
In the sky, Yingshan Snow-eagle was struggling desperately, trying to fight back.
He had the body of a Great Sage, and there were Taoist Rules in his body. Previously, when the Emperors' Fire exploded in his body, half of his Taoist Foundation was destroyed. But it could also be constantly restored. He had been seriously injured several times, but his body had always recovered. In the long years, he had broken through countless factions, killed countless experts, and obtained countless secret skills. But no matter what kind of secret skills they were, they were directly smashed, crushed, and broken by Li Mu with a punch.
That made Yingshan Snow-eagle furious.
Any secret method was vulnerable in front of Li Mu's fist.
He vaguely saw the Great Way in Li Mu's punching method. One punch to break all methods.
In the end, Yingshan Snow-eagle ran out of tricks.
His blood qi, Taoist Principles, and the essence of vitality he had absorbed from the tens of thousands of imperial soldiers were almost drained. He never thought he would be in such a situation. He was beaten so hard that he could not fight back, nor could he escape. All he could do was to be bombarded again and again.
Li Mu's figure flashed in the sky.
Yingshan Snow-eagle was hit here and there like a ball.
"Run, run now …" The crown prince of the Western Qin was shivering all over, his heart filled with fear. He was a talent who had been trained by the royal family for years. Staying calm in the face of danger was a necessary quality. But at that moment, the years of training and cultivation were useless.
Li Mu's crazy momentum made everyone frightened out of their wits.
"Retreat, retreat now!" Yan Ruyun also roared, "Guards, prepare the eagle and take His Highness away."
"Go? Where to? "A cold voice rang out.
Yan Ruyun and the crown prince were shocked to see that the battle had ended before they knew it. Li Mu had grabbed one of Yingshan Snow-eagle's legs with one hand as if he was dragging a dead dog. Then, he dragged the God of Slaughter of the empire down from the sky and landed on the deck in front of them.
In an instant, it was as if winter had come.
Yan Ruyun, the crown prince, and the other experts seemed to be frozen on the spot when Li Mu's eyes swept over them, not daring to move.
At that moment, the famous Emperor's Broadsword was badly mutilated and barely breathing. Although he was still alive, he had lost the strength to struggle. Li Mu grabbed him by the ankle and dragged him on the deck, leaving a black bloodstain on his back.
At that time, he had become white-haired, wrinkled, and old again. His breath was disordered, and his eyes were full of resentment, anger, shame, and panic.
"Plop!"
Li Mu swung his hand, and Yingshan Snow-eagle was thrown in front of him.
Li Mu stamped a foot on his chest and said, "I've told them to watch you die. A beast like you doesn't deserve to live in this world. But before you die, you have to apologize to them first."
Li Mu kicked Yingshan Snow-eagle to the dead bodies of the Ning couple.
"On your knees," Li Mu ordered.
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