Wang Shiyu's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and she struggled desperately.
But how could she get rid of the means of Fairy Emperor of Light?
Sparkling and translucent tears flowed down her beautiful and fair cheeks.
More than once, she hated herself for not being able to practice martial arts because she was not strong enough. And this time, the hatred was particularly intense.
If he had powerful strength, he wouldn't have been a burden to Li Mu and the others, and he wouldn't have watched the one he loved being beaten so miserably without being able to do anything to help.
"Young Master …" Ming Yue couldn't stand it anymore. With tears streaming down her cheeks, she rushed up with red eyes and shouted, "I'll fight you bastards to the death!"
"Freeze!" Fairy Emperor of Light raised his hand and cast the Freeze Skill again, directly freezing Ming Yue on the spot, and said, "Little girl, you are not a sinner. Don't make a mistake."
Guo Yuqing unfolded the Flying Lightning Spear in his hand and protected Ming Yue at once.
Yuan Hou let out a roar and transformed into a giant golden ape. Brandishing the Demon-subduing Pestle in its hand, it charged at Li Mu with no regard for its own safety. But after blocking three strikes for Li Mu, it was sent flying by the back of Zhangsun Changkong's broadsword.
"Haha, a golden beast. Is it Li Mu's pet?" Zhangsun Changkong stepped on Yuan Hou's head and pressed it directly into the soil, saying, "Yes, a rare mountain ape. It can be my watchdog, haha."
He deliberately humiliated Yuan Hou in front of Li Mu to provoke Li Mu.
The Four Men's Symphony of Hun Yuan Sect also couldn't stand it anymore.
If Li Mu died, the four of them would also be doomed.
They were all grasshoppers on a rope. They were bound together for good or bad.
"Master!" They shouted and rushed up, but they were stopped by the four extraterrestrial practitioners. The fierce battle began, and they soon fell into a disadvantageous position. If it weren't for the Taoist Treasures in their hands, they would have been killed on the spot in less than 50 moves.
The Flying Lightning Spear in Guo Yuqing's hand was flowing, but for some reason, he still didn't make a move.
"Hahahaha …" After a series of tests, the young man of the witch tribe was sure that Li Mu had no strength to fight back. He boldly rushed to Li Mu and punched him dozens of times in a row. Li Mu's body was thrown into the air and punched back and forth.
"Aren't you very strong? Aren't you invincible? Why was he so weak now? Haha, trash is trash after all. You can't even take one of my punches. "He was so excited that he deliberately provoked Li Mu with words.
The long broadsword in Li Mu's hand tried its best to resist.
But in the end, he was still exhausted, and the momentum of his saber was already scattered. How could he block the opponent's storm-like attacks?
In the blink of an eye, Li Mu's body was directly hit in the air by the endless fist force, and it was difficult for him to land. In an instant, he did not know how many punches the youth of the witch tribe had thrown at him.
"Kill!"
Zhangsun Changkong, the Demon Broadsword, moved as fast as lightning and slashed down with his broadsword.
The momentum of the broadsword was like a river of blood falling from the sky, directly chopping at Li Mu's legs. Obviously, it was not to kill Li Mu, but to break his limbs, torture and humiliate him.
Clang!
At the critical moment, Li Mu waved his broadsword to block the blow.
However, his entire body was directly smashed into the ground by the tremendous force of the demonic saber, creating a huge pit. He laid at the bottom of the pit, and the high-quality Dao saber in his hand had several cuts on it, almost breaking it in half …
"After all, you are just a local trash. Such power is so weak and pathetic." Zhangsun Wuji, the Demon Broadsword, stood at the edge of the pit, looked down, sneered, and mocked mercilessly.
"No …" Wang Shiyu cried silently in her heart.
"Haha, aren't you very strong? Get up and continue to fight. " The legs of the youth of the witch tribe were deformed, but he was very fast. He came to the edge of the pit and stepped on the ground. The earth shook, and the recoil force sent Li Mu flying out of the pit.
Then, Li Mu was greeted by an endless bombardment of fists.
Li Mu's body was like a ragged doll that was being punched back and forth, unable to land. Blood spilled in the sky, and his already miserable injuries looked even more ghastly …
Zhangsun Changkong, the Demon Broadsword, also kept attacking Li Mu, deliberately torturing him. But every time he launched a fatal attack, Li Mu could always manage to parry with the long broadsword in his hand.
There were also other extraterrestrial cultivators bombarding Li Mu.
But no one killed Li Mu completely at the first moment.
Because many people could see that Fairy Emperor of Light did not want Li Mu to be killed in seconds. When Li Mu was tortured to death, a strange smile appeared on Fairy Emperor of Light's face.
This Fairy Emperor seemed to enjoy such a scene very much, and he was also looking forward to the following brutality.
Just like that, half an hour passed.
Li Mu completely lost the ability to stand.
However, he stubbornly fought back occasionally. Even if he could not hurt the opponent, he showed his resistance and would never give up.
Such a move angered Zhangsun Changkong, the youth of the witch tribe, and the others, who attacked more cruelly and viciously.
Finally, after another half an hour, Li Mu seemed to be completely out of human shape.
Fairy Emperor of Light seemed to have finally lost his patience. He said, "Well, send him to hell."
"Yes, sir."
Zhangsun Changkong, the Demon Broadsword, laughed. The Demon Broadsword in his hand suddenly burst out with dazzling brilliance. Layers of Taoist figures flowed, and terrible power surged. The horrible broadsword momentum directly shook away the other extraterrestrial cultivators, and then he chopped at Li Mu's neck.
He wanted to end Li Mu the way Li Mu killed the head of the Golden-sun Sect and the others.
"Dirty reptile, accept the fate that is destined to you."
Zhangsun Changkong smiled sinisterly.
Li Mu, who was badly mutilated, was free-falling in the air. He was about to be cut by the broadsword and die. Many people seemed to have seen the scene where Li Mu's head flew up and his blood soared to the sky.
Wang Shiyu directly fainted.
Guo Yuqing was in a panic, but it was too late to draw his spear.
The four sons of the Hun Yuan Sect were already covered with wounds and knocked to the ground. Their eyes were wide open, and it was too late for them to help …
However, no one noticed that Li Mu's ten fingers, which were loosely holding the ancient broadsword that was about to break, suddenly clenched the handle. A strange force quietly flowed in his body …
However, the next moment, a sudden change took place.
A figure abruptly appeared beside Li Mu without any warning.
This figure stood between Li Mu and the Devil Broadsword.
His stature was steady and tall. His palms were broad. He reached out one hand and held Li Mu steady. At the same time, he casually clenched the other hand and pinched Zhangsun Changkong's earth-shattering broadsword as if it were a leaf falling from a branch.
"Why do you have to kill me?"
The man said in a low voice.
"Puff!" Zhangsun Changkong was so shocked that he couldn't even speak. He only felt that a force that he couldn't resist was coming at him along the Devil Broadsword. He couldn't resist at all. His internal organs seemed to be on fire. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was directly sent flying.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
His figure directly smashed the young man of the witch tribe on the side, as well as the extraterrestrial cultivators who were about to kill the four sons of the Hun Yuan Sect. A group of people rolled on the ground like gourds on the ground.
Obviously, that figure deliberately exerted his strength, so it was like that.
Such a sudden change surprised everyone.
Under Li Mu's badly mutilated eyelids, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he hid it well. At the same time, the strange power flowing in his body also dissipated, and his five fingers holding the ancient broadsword loosened again …
"Bad guy, are you all right?" A familiar little girl's voice sounded.
It was Nannan.
And the person who saved Li Mu was the burly old man surnamed Ma, whose golden hoop was taken off by Li Mu in the Fairy Hall — or rather, the Monkey King surnamed Ma.
"He's guilty. Kill him. Such a humiliation is a disgrace to the prestige of the sect in the universe." The old man surnamed Ma was burly and looked dignified.
There seemed to be lightning in his eyes. When he glanced at the extraterrestrial cultivators present, no one dared to look at him.
Fairy Emperor of Light's eyes were cold. He looked at the old man surnamed Ma up and down. As if he had noticed something, he frowned and said, "The monkey in that place? I didn't expect that there is a General Realm monkey in that place. You haven't been suppressed. Instead of struggling in the universe, you come to meddle in my business? "
The old man surnamed Ma obviously also knew Fairy Emperor of Light. With a frank look, he said, "This young man has done me a favor. Today, I must save him. I also know the name of Fairy Emperor of Light. If it were in the past, I wouldn't dare to challenge you. But now, how much of your strength and cultivation do you have in the past?"
Fairy Emperor of Light shook his head and said, "You can't save him. You are not qualified."
The old man surnamed Ma took Nannan off his shoulder and put her aside. He asked the little girl to take care of Li Mu first. Then, he took ten steps forward and stood in front of Li Mu, saying, "Whether I am qualified or not, it's not the mouth that counts, but the fist that counts."
Before his voice died away, he directly threw out a punch.
As soon as the huge fist was raised, a glazed fist print directly blasted out. Like a falling star from the Ninth Heaven, it contained the destructive power that others could not understand. In an instant, it arrived in front of Fairy Emperor of Light.
"Drifting Light and Flowing Shadow, disappear without a trace." Fairy Emperor of Light said.
There was an invisible force flowing in the words. The glazed fist print, like a thin layer of snow, melted into the light of the sun and completely disappeared one meter away from Fairy Emperor of Light.
It was not until then that the whistling sound of the fist print breaking through the air, as well as the air that was blown away by the fist print, rang in everyone's ears like thunder. It could be seen how fast that punch was just now.
The old man surnamed Ma didn't say anything. He squatted down slightly and took a strange stance. Then, he suddenly swung his fists. In an instant, he had punched hundreds of times. Every punch didn't carry the slightest bit of smoke, fire, or wind.
However, in front of Fairy Emperor of Light, as if the rain had hit the surface of a pond, layers of ripples immediately appeared, and the space and light seemed to be distorted.
"Gather the power of light on me." Fairy Emperor of Light said with an indifferent face, as still as a mountain. He said, "If it weren't for fear of your king, you would have died ten thousand times for attacking me."
In the heart of Fairy Emperor of Light, he was extremely afraid of the background of the other party.
The monkeys of this lineage were all powerful. They had once caused great trouble in the Star Area and caused great trouble. However, no one dared to kill them, because the king of this group of monkeys was a taboo existence. He was extremely protective. Even though it was rumored that the mysterious monkey king had been suppressed thousands of years ago, in the Ziwei Star Area, no one dared to kill the monkeys of this lineage.
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