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Chapter 441

Words:2950Update:22/06/22 12:02:16

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At this point, Wei Wubing's posture suddenly became extremely tough, and he looked at Li Mu with a condescending posture.

Zhang San and the other soldiers of the Great Moon Empire were all trembling with anger.

"Is this the so-called master of the Nine Superbs?

What's the difference between him and a bandit? "

Xu Wan 'er, Lu Shengnan, and the other women did not expect that the middle-aged scholar who had saved them was so shameless. They couldn't help but want to scold him, but they were stopped by Bai Mochou.

"Zheng 'er, don't talk. Look carefully and think carefully. This is Jianghu." Bai Mochou said to him, "You have to remember that the court is more dangerous and despicable than Jianghu."

Qin Zheng nodded.

All this was different from what his sister usually taught him.

From the bottom of his heart, he was on Li Mu's side, although Li Mu killed his nominal father.

The little fox Daji and Long 'er stood beside Bai Mochou, one on the left and the other on the right.

The expressions of the two little guys were different.

Daji's big eyes were filled with worry. Unknowingly, her teeth were already slightly bared. The demonic aura on her body circulated, and she was prepared to save Father Li. As for Long 'er, there was a gloating smile on her lips. There was a very strange expression on her charming little face.

Qin Zhen, the eldest princess, looked complicated.

She was the eldest princess of the Great Qin Dynasty. Logically speaking, she should hate Li Mu for killing the royal family of the Great Qin Dynasty, but she couldn't. She had known Li Mu for a long time, and she had misunderstood him for a long time. She didn't really have much contact with Li Mu, and she didn't even say a few words to him. But from a rational point of view, she was on Li Mu's side.

Because she knew what kind of people the current royal family of the Western Qin Dynasty was.

Family affection had long been obliterated in those people's hearts.

She began to worry about Li Mu.

However, the mood of those experts from the reclusive families and ancient sects was completely different. They were overwhelmed by Li Mu's momentum before, but now the situation was reversed, and their minds became active again.

If Li Mu was killed by Wei Wubing, the Mad Scholar, they would probably still get some benefits, wouldn't they?

He sneered and said, "Li Mu, this is your last chance. Don't take any chances. If you make the wrong choice, not only will you die, but also the remaining members of the Moon Country in the ten cities and nine counties will die."

Guan Shanyue, the master of the Guanshan family, seized the opportunity to say, "Yes, Dean Wei is merciful, but if you don't appreciate his kindness, Dragon City will be dyed with blood today. The Guanshan family won't just be a bystander."

"Haha, that's right."

"He's already so heavily injured, yet he's still so murderous. I was nearly fooled by you just now. In my opinion, there's no need for Dean Wei to make a move. Let's all attack together and kill him."

"There's no need to talk about Jianghu morality when dealing with this kind of murderous demon. Let's attack together and exhaust him to death even if we have to take turns to wear him down."

"Today is the day to slay demons and defend the Dao."

The patriarchs and experts of the ancient sects and families once again approached the City Lord's Mansion with their hideous faces. They were like a pack of scavenging jackals that surrounded a lion when it was tired and bared their fangs.

"Protect His Honor."

Zhang San, Mu Qing, and the others rushed to the front and heavily guarded Li Mu.

Every expert, officer, and soldier of the Great Moon Empire swore angrily in their hearts that they would protect His Honor Li Mu at all costs even if they had to die today.

The atmosphere was at daggers drawn.

A smile suddenly appeared on Li Mu's face.

"Why are you all so nervous?" He waved his hand and said, "Brothers, let's go first."

Qi Huai burst out laughing and said, "Haha, you ants can't protect Li Mu. Li Mu, you murderous devil. At this time, you are still pretending and stubbornly refusing to come to your senses. Then you should die …"

Before his voice died away —

"Puff!"

A flash of broadsword light flashed.

Li Mu's figure, as if teleporting, incredibly appeared in front of him. He drew out a broadsword from the Broadsword Pellet with his right hand and chopped off Qi Huai's head like chopping a melon. Then, he grabbed Qi Huai's hair with his left hand.

It was like picking a melon.

Before Wei Wubing, the Mad Scholar, could react, Li Mu had returned to his original place.

The long broadsword returned to the Broadsword Pellet.

Li Mu was holding the little baby girl Li Anzhi in his right arm and Qi Huai's head in his left hand. The Sage Blood was dripping on the stone steps of the main residence.

In one hand was a newborn baby, and in the other was a bleeding head.

Life in one hand and death in the other.

Life and death were in his hands.

At this moment, Li Mu seemed to be a real god who had mastered the Life-Killing Skill.

"Master, Master … Save me." Qi Huai's head was still screaming. Obviously, he was not completely dead. After all, he was the second strongest martial artist in the Southern Chu. He had been famous for a long time and his cultivation was profound, so he could still struggle.

But when this voice entered the ears of the others, it was like the rumbling of thunder from the nine heavens had struck their bodies, causing them to tremble, be at a loss for what to do, and be terrified.

Qi Huai, the second strongest martial artist in the Southern Chu, was also the second strongest among the people present, except for Wei Wubing, the Calligraphy Madman. But his head was picked off by Li Mu, who was "seriously injured", as if he was picking off an unripe watermelon.

Even Wei Wubing didn't have time to save his proud disciple.

Guan Shanyue, the head of the Guanshan family, shrank his neck and was about to step back. He found that he had just stood up too early and was too anxious.

However, a flash of broadsword light flashed.

His body fell silently. His body was divided into four or five pieces, and blood flowed out.

"Master …" Behind him, the experts of the Guanshan family exclaimed angrily. Then they saw the flashing of broadsword light and the flowing Broadsword Intent. Dozens of people fell to the ground like straws under the farmer's sickle.

Fresh blood flowed out of the dismembered corpse.

Moreover, the blood seemed to flow forever. Not only Guan Shanyue and the dozens of experts of the Guanshan family, but also the corpses of the Northern Brilliance Sect, Lord Ming Shan, and others who had been killed before were still spewing blood like a fountain. In the blink of an eye, the blood gathered on the ground like a river.

The Sage Blood turned into mortal blood.

A drop of Sage Blood could turn into a stream of mortal blood.

Because the Sage cultivated and absorbed the energy of the Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth, his blood contained the majestic power of vitality and blood qi. When it turned into mortal blood, it could bleed for thousands of miles and turn into a vast ocean.

"The 10 cities and nine lands are in trouble. The wilderness is thousands of miles long, and the land is burning. We need the Divine Blood to resist and bring new vitality to this land." Li Mu glanced at the people of the ancient sects and aristocratic families and said calmly, "Today, I borrow your Divine Blood to restore the Spiritual Qi in the territory of the Great Moon Empire. This is the best use of everything. You can die in peace."

After that, the broadsword light burst out, and the Broadsword Intent spread out layer by layer.

Today, he was going to kill all the people who came to Longcheng Pass.

Each of these people was like weeds in the wheat field, and they all needed to be pulled out. They could all be killed.

Wei Wubing's face changed dramatically.

He knew that his estimation was a little wrong. Li Mu's injury might not be as serious as he thought. However, he could not let Li Mu kill these experts of the aristocratic families and ancient sects. Although these people were not important, they were after all combat power.

"The vast sea dries with ice, and the gloomy clouds condense for thousands of miles!"

He directly opened the Arcane Book and chanted the poem to activate the mysterious power in the thread-bound ancient book. In an instant, countless ice swords and snow knives flew out of the ancient book and swept toward Li Mu.

"Li Mu, the situation is like this, but you still want to commit murder. You are really a devil." At the same time, Wei Wubing's figure flashed and directly rushed forward. His palms turned into white jade, and thousands of palm shadows attacked Li Mu.

"You overestimate yourself."

Li Mu sneered and threw Qi Huai's head aside. Then, he directly punched Wei Wubing, who was pouncing on him.

The fist print was like a dragon.

The fist force was like a pillar.

"Puff!" The palm prints all over the sky were broken. Wei Wubing's face was full of horror. He only felt that a terrifying force was coming at him, as if crushing him. His body was about to be torn apart, and there was a sweet taste in his throat. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"What?"

"Dean Wei …"

In the miserable cries, when the experts of the major sects and aristocratic families saw this scene, they felt that the sky had collapsed. Wei Wubing, the Mad Scholar of the Nine Superbs, was sent flying by Li Mu's punch. He couldn't even take one move. Was it so exaggerated?

Wei Wubing was one of the nine great martial arts legends in the world.

Then, as if they had lost their parents and were facing the end of the world, the shadow of death instantly shrouded them. They no longer had the slightest hope, so they turned around and fled.

They hated it.

They hated their parents for giving birth to them with fewer legs. They also hated themselves for being so stupid that they shouldn't have appeared here. They also hated the people and forces who had ulterior motives for spreading the news that Li Mu was seriously injured …

"Sage Li, please spare our lives."

"I was wrong to wait."

"We shouldn't have been instigated by Wei Wubing …"

"Please spare our lives. We are willing to join the Great Moon Empire and surrender."

Amid the wails and howls, there was a lot of begging for mercy.

Li Mu's face was cold and unrelenting. "Today, none of you can escape … Activate the formation." As he said this, a strange change appeared.

On the four walls of Longcheng Pass, light flowed, and huge Taoist magic figures flew out from the ground and instantly attached to the walls. A layer of orange light shield flowed like water ripples, turning into a large curtain that enveloped the entire Longcheng Pass.

Several Semi-Sages of the ancient sects who fled the fastest hit the light shield and were shaken so much that they spat out blood and flew backward.

It turned out that when he was confronting these people before, Li Mu had secretly used Taoist magic arts to activate the power of the Earthvein under Longcheng Pass. With the help of the broken formation in Longcheng Pass, he had set up a giant Nine Dragons Heaven-locking Formation and blocked the entire Longcheng Pass.

Today, he was going to kill every one of those with ulterior motives and leave no one alive.

"Li Mu, God has the virtue of cherishing life …" Wei Wubing shouted. His aura flowed and instantly healed his injuries. Holding the Wordless Heavenly Book in his hand, his momentum instantly rose to the peak, and a strong pressure circulated. He said, "Be merciful, and it will be easier for us to meet again in the future. Do you really want to kill all of us?"

Li Mu didn't bother to say anything more.

"Boom!"

He directly punched out again.

"Ah …" Wei Wubing was once again sent flying by a punch. Half of his body was blown up, blood flowed in the void, and his bones were broken and sputtered. He was simply vulnerable. The gap between their strength was too great.

The people of the ancient sects and aristocratic families were all in despair.

"Isn't Li Mu injured?

How can he be so strong? "

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