Li Mu!
A Sage!
The two words were equivalent.
If some people still doubted whether Li Mu could become a Sage when the Fire Devil, the deputy head of the Guanshan Pasture, was captured for the first time, the whole continent had no objection after Yingshan Snow-eagle, the Emperor's Broadsword, was killed at the foot of the mountain.
After all, Yingshan Snow-eagle once killed a Sage, but he was killed by Li Mu.
Huang Youlong, the Enigmatic Divine Dragon, was one of the top five experts in the Northern Song. He had been a Semi-Sage many years ago. Over the years, he had made some progress. But to kill a Sage? It seemed he could not do it.
Huang Youlong could only feel his face burning.
Because he was really frightened by the name.
Thinking of what he just said, he felt it was a slap in the face.
Huang Youlong subconsciously looked at Lord Jin beside him.
However, what surprised him was that Monarch Jin's expression remained the same. He didn't seem surprised at all. In fact, there wasn't even a trace of fear on his face.
Huang Youlong was stunned.
"Does Lord Jin have some more powerful trump card that can compete with a Sage?"
"That's impossible."
"Even the Qingcheng Faction doesn't have such a trump card, does it?"
But soon, Huang Youlong saw the faint smile in Li Mu's eyes and suddenly realized that Li Mu had only said those words to him. With the help of the secret skill, the conversation was isolated so that no one else could hear it … How could he, a Semi-Sage, not notice such a trick?
"Li Mu must be a Sage."
At that thought, Huang Youlong's heart was already in turmoil.
He was sure he was no match for Li Mu.
Huang Youlong's Half-sage Heart could no longer remain calm when he saw the strange expression of the short-haired youth in white with a faint smile on his face. A chill broke out from his spine and rushed straight to the top of his head, as if it wanted to flip his head off. The waves of fear could not be contained.
"Sorry to disturb you." Huang Youlong cupped his hands.
Then, he turned to the other 35 heads of the Heavenly Water Citadel and said, "Let's go."
He was about to leave.
Monarch Jin's expression changed, and he shouted angrily, "Chief Huang, what is the meaning of this?"
The others also looked at the number one waterway bandit of the Northern Song with shocked eyes. They did not understand why the bandit could not wait to leave when the young man in white just smiled and looked awed … What on earth was going on?
"Big Brother, you …" One of the branch chiefs did not understand. "Are we just going to leave like this?"
"If you don't want to die, then come with me." Huang Youlong's expression was fierce.
He sighed, cupped one hand in the other before his chest, and said, "Your Highness, I can't repay your kindness. But today's matter is not something my Heavenly Waterside Citadel can get involved in. Please take care of yourself, Your Highness, and don't act on impulse." This was his last reminder to Prince Jin.
After that, Huang Youlong, the Enigmatic Divine Dragon, did not hesitate at all. He took the 35 heads of the Heavenly Water Citadel and the experts of the other citadels and left as soon as possible, as if a terrible disaster would befall them if they left a little later. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the distant horizon.
The atmosphere suddenly became strange.
Prince Jin was not a fool.
Of course, he understood the meaning of Huang Youlong's words.
"Does this short-haired young man in white have a terrifying background?"
However, today's wedding was held in front of half of the forces of the Northern Song, which was indispensable to his plan. If it ended hastily, he could bear to be a laughing stock for a while, but it would ruin his whole plan and make his day of dominating the Northern Song seem far away. That was something he could not bear.
Just now, Huang Youlong had asked the young man to report his sect. After that, the young man said something and Huang Youlong fled in panic. Thinking about it, the young man's sect must have an extremely terrifying origin. It should be one of the Nine Extremes Divine Sects in the world.
But so what? He also had the support of the Qingcheng Sect, one of the top nine Holy Clans, and the young man himself might not be able to represent his Holy Clan. No matter what, he had to marry Countess Huanzhu today. Even if the Holy Clan really came to punish him in the future, it was not impossible to secretly compensate and compromise.
In the world, was there anything that could not be solved by an exchange of interests?
No matter what, at this critical moment, he could not bow his head.
Almost in a flash, Lord Jin made such a decision.
He secretly made another gesture.
The most elite soldiers of the Glory Army formed a ten-thousand-man battle array from afar. Gathering their strength, the iron-blooded murderous aura swirled and surrounded the main ceremonial platform. The heads and experts of the major sects also surrounded the main ceremonial platform. At the same time, at his signal, Du Lvji, Head of the Iron Spear Sect, Swift Spear Du Lvji, and the others slowly approached Wang Shiyu, intending to seize her as a hostage.
In that way, even if the short-haired young man in white was powerful, he had to be cautious.
Du Lvji gritted his teeth and reached out to seize Wang Shiyu's wrist.
Naturally, he also saw that Huang Youlong was scared away by the short-haired young man in white. The Iron Spear Sect certainly could not afford to offend the Heavenly Water Citadel. But the problem was, Lord Jin might not be able to do anything to the Heavenly Water Citadel. But if the Iron Spear Sect also left like Huang Youlong, then the next day, Lord Jin's army could wipe out the Iron Spear Sect.
Du Lvji's martial arts had two unique skills.
The first was the Iron Spear Technique.
The second was the Iron Claws and Steel Wrists.
These two unique skills had made a great contribution to his reputation.
His Iron Claws had once broken a spiritual weapon with his bare hands, which was invincible. However, when his fingers touched Wang Shiyu's wrist, he did not feel the smoothness of the beauty's wrist as he had imagined. Instead … an indescribable force surged into his hand and numbed his fingers.
Shocked, he took a closer look and could not help but be stunned on the spot.
It turned out that what he grabbed was not Countess Huanzhu's wrist, but the wrist of the young man in white.
At some point, the young man in white, who was still a thousand meters away, had appeared on the main ceremonial platform like a ghost, standing right next to Wang Shiyu.
"This …"
"How did he do that?"
Du Lvji felt as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
"Is it fun?" The short-haired young man in white looked at him, smiled, and shook his wrist.
"Crack!"
Du Lvji's iron wrists and claws were smashed like clay sculptures by a flash of flame.
He could also feel an unstoppable scorching power extending from his palms and wrists to his arms and body. Wherever it passed, his bones would crack and shatter into fine powder. No matter how much he activated his Heaven Realm Genuine Qi to resist, it was all to no avail.
"Ah …" Du Lvji screamed and retreated like a madman. At the same time, he shouted without caring about his image, "Young Hero, please spare my life. I … I won't do it again." He felt the shadow of death was shrouding him and a great horror was about to befall.
"Go back and seal the mountain for a hundred years. Are you willing?" Li Mu asked.
Du Lvji nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, yes, I'm willing …"
The next moment, the magnificent red flame that had spread to his right shoulder suddenly disappeared.
Du Lvji's right arm was completely disabled, but at least his life was saved.
He gasped for breath, cold sweat dripping down like rain. His back and chest were soaked. With a look of horror after surviving a disaster, he said, "Young Hero, thank you for your mercy … People of the Iron Spear Faction, come with me."
The Iron Spear Faction also left.
Lord Jin and the others retreated frantically to keep a distance from Li Mu, staring at him in horror.
His personal guards, the experts of the Mountain and River Faction, the First-class Hall, and the other major factions all shielded Lord Jin, but they had lost the courage to fight again.
Tens of thousands of soldiers and hundreds of experts of various factions could not stop the few young men in white at all.
Some people saw it clearly. In fact, at that moment, they only saw the young man's shoulder bend, and he made a prelude to a somersault. The next moment, he crossed all the tactical deployments and obstacles and landed on the stage.
"What is his cultivation now?"
"We can't stop him at all."
"How can we fight?"
Also, the moment Du Lvji of the Iron Spear Faction escaped with his life, everyone, including Lord Jin, figured out one thing — Huang Youlong, the Enigmatic Divine Dragon, left not because he was intimidated by the faction behind the young man, but because he was scared away by the young man himself.
"That's two different concepts!"
"You … Who are you? Why are you going against me?" Lord Jin's voice also trembled slightly.
He realized that his previous judgment and choice might have been very wrong.
Li Mu smiled and said, "Boundless Celestial Master, I'm Zhang Sanfeng of the WuTang Mountain."
Lord Jin was stunned.
The heads of the First-class Hall, the Mountain and River Faction, the Wind Leaping Hall, the Heaven Heart Chamber, and the other distinguished guests, nobles, and envoys of the rebellious lords were also stunned.
"WuTang Mountain?"
"Zhang Sanfeng?"
"What is that place?" "Who is he?"
"Why have I never heard of him?"
"Is this the name that scared away Huang Youlong, the Enigmatic Divine Dragon?"
"Does Huang Youlong know that place?"
One question after another popped up in the minds of those people, but there was no answer.
"Haha …" Wang Shiyu couldn't help laughing and said, "You are Zhang Sanfeng, and I am Wang Chongyang." Of course, she knew what the joke was about.
Li Mu rolled his eyes helplessly and said, "Be serious. I'm just showing off."
Wang Shiyu was speechless.
She was really relaxed and overjoyed.
Because she knew that from this moment on, she was finally not alone on this planet.
And she also knew that the reason why Li Mu deliberately acted so funny was to ease her mood and make her happy.
It felt so good.
She reached out and gently held Li Mu's hand, fearing that it was a dream and everything would disappear as soon as she opened her eyes. Only the warmth from Li Mu's palm convinced her that it was real.
Lord Jin took a deep breath.
The ambitious man forced himself to calm down and tried to say, "I don't know. Countess Huanzhu and Taoist Zhang are old friends, so I've neglected you. But Taoist Zhang is a monk. Why do you meddle in the affairs of the secular world? I …"
"Annoy him," Wang Shiyu said.
Li Mu said, "Annoy? It's simple. Make him disappear. "
Before his voice died away —
His white figure flashed.
It became blurry and then dimmed again.
Then, Li Mu returned to Wang Shiyu's side.
The crowd only felt dizzy and didn't know what had happened.
"Ho ho …"
Lord Jin looked terrified. His eyes froze, and he suddenly clutched his neck.
Then, wisps of faint Broadsword Intent spread.
His head was directly cut off from his neck. The cut was neat and smooth as a mirror, without a trace of blood. His head fell to the ground.
Before the head completely fell to the ground, with a soft bang, an inexplicable force surged. A ball of bright red flame directly emerged from the mouth and nose of Lord Jin's head, and also gushed out from the cut on his neck. In a split second, the head and body of the ambitious man of the Northern Song turned into a ball of magnificent and weird fire and dissipated in the air.
Lord Jin was dead!
The air was dead silent.
Even the sound of a needle falling could be heard.
The experts, sect leaders, and personal guards who had been protecting Prince Jin watched everything unfold, as if they had been struck by lightning. They were completely dumbfounded.
Although Lord Jin rarely had a brilliant personal record, he was also a Celestial Being.
In front of Zhang Sanfeng, the young man in white, he had no chance to resist. Like a bug, he was killed in an instant.
Taking the head of a Celestial Being from a million troops was as easy as taking something out of his pocket.
Zhang Sanfeng of the WuTang Mountain was so terrifying.
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