Suddenly —
Swoosh!
A quaint Chinese long saber fell from the sky and stabbed into the ground in front of the Machete Benz.
He was shocked, and his body suddenly stopped. The two sabers on his back were instantly grasped in his hands, one above and the other below, protecting his whole body. He made a vigilant posture, and the blade was cold.
"Who is it?"
[Machete] shouted and looked around, trying to find the enemy.
However, there was a burst of heavy snow and strong wind.
Within his line of sight, there was no one in sight.
When he changed his direction, his body moved, and with a swoosh, another long saber was stuck in front of him.
Machete felt something was wrong. He changed his position and moved again. Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Dozens of long sabers fell from the sky and stuck in the ground, surrounding him in all directions, like a circular saber formation, completely blocking his way.
What happened?
Did the strong people from China catch up?
"Go, go, get out of here."
In his mind, the voice of the True God sounded.
Every time he encountered trouble and prayed devoutly, the 'True God' would guide him forward and give him guidance. The 'True God' had always been in control of everything, but now, the voice of the 'True God' was full of fear and anxiety, which made [Machete] realize that something was wrong.
"Go."
He rushed to the south with two sabers in his hands.
At this moment, in the sky, a stream of light fell, but it was a huge flying saber like a boat, floating at a low altitude of ten meters from the ground. There were three figures standing on it, two of whom were wearing military uniforms, which had completely revealed their origin and identity.
"What? People from China? "
Machete couldn't believe what he saw with his eyes.
The more powerful he was, the more he understood what the scene in front of him meant. That was simply the means of a demon. Flying on a saber seemed to only exist in the ancient myths and legends of China.
"Damn, how did they come so fast?"
The voice of the True God sounded in Machete's mind.
"Almighty God, what should I do?" Machete asked secretly.
"Kill, kill them. Go, you can do it." The voice of the 'True God' was filled with temptation.
Machete's eyes suddenly became fanatical. He leaped high, like a stream of light, and his knife momentum swept out like a blizzard. His strength was indeed tyrannical to the extreme. In terms of attack power, he was even above Dessert Camel in the sentry post. He charged toward Li Mu and the other two.
"Freeze!"
Li Mu bellowed, and a mouthful of Primordial Qi swirled out of his body, freezing the void and the machete as well as the terrible power of his blow in the air two meters away, as if they were specimens that had been frozen in an instant.
His mental energy swept out.
Li Mu began to search for that wisp of black mist inside his body.
"Must you be so ruthless?" That wisp of black mist escaped from the mind of [Machete] and sent out a spiritual fluctuation, saying, "Don't be too ruthless. We will meet again in the future …"
"So what if I do? You're not even in the Worm Realm. How dare you threaten me?"
Li Mu wouldn't compromise at all.
In the end, the consciousness in the wisp of black mist knew that it was difficult to escape, so it simply self-destructed and dissipated in the void.
"We will meet again. At that time, our roles will be reversed, and I will let you know what real cruelty is."
It uttered the last curse.
Obviously, this so-called "True God" hated Li Mu to the extreme.
The black mist he injected into his believers was a kind of simple power clone, which was used to enhance the strength of his believers and let them do some things for him. But there was a price to pay. This black mist was the result of his painstaking cultivation. If he gave out a part of it, his strength would be reduced. It was like cutting off his flesh.
Originally, he only needed to take back the mist to recover his strength.
But now, Li Mu forced him to dissipate and self-destruct, which meant that the cultivation contained in the two power clones had completely dissipated and could no longer be recovered. How could he not hate him?
Li Mu was deep in thought.
"This Evil God self-destructed its consciousness waves not because it was worried that I would read its memories, but because it was worried that its location would be exposed. In other words, it must still be on Earth, lying dormant somewhere, plotting something, or recuperating, waiting for this opportunity."
"I must find him and completely destroy him."
From the perspective of his behavior, he was not a good thing. He supported a cult, killed people, created turmoil, and plunged people into misery and suffering … This was definitely the inheritance of an evil cultivator from outer space. He couldn't let it spread on Earth.
Li Mu directly lifted the seal, and his spiritual force invaded Machete's mind to read his memory.
"The great True God will not let you go." Machete struggled and roared, with a fanatical look on his face.
He knew that his trip to China was completely over, and he would be buried here. No wonder people said that this eastern land was a forbidden place for superpower users, magicians, and warriors. It turned out that China had such a strong master.
He also felt a little regretful.
If he hadn't invaded China, he would still be able to do whatever he wanted in the Middle East and enjoy his life. How could he die?
"Kill me. A believer of the great True God will never be afraid of death. I will enter the Divine Realm and enjoy the light and eternal life." Machete looked death calmly and sneered, "I have killed hundreds of China people. That's enough. Hahahaha!"
He said the last sentence in stiff Chinese, deliberately provoking and irritating Li Mu.
Su Cuo and Xiao Dong were trembling with anger. They couldn't wait to tear this butcher who slaughtered innocent people into pieces bit by bit.
"Die?" Li Mu said, "You think death is too simple."
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
The 21 long sabers that were originally inserted into the ground automatically flew up and turned into a stream of flowing light, directly sweeping toward Machete. Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, the flesh on his body was cut off bit by bit.
Death by dismemberment.
"Ah …" Machete screamed.
Li Mu's Broadsword-commanding Skill was marvelous. Every time the long broadsword flew, a bit of his flesh and blood would be cut off. The excruciating pain was unbearable, but it would not kill him. Li Mu had made a total of 1111 cuts, which was the most terrible pain.
"Ah, please spare me. Let me die a quick death."
He was finally on the verge of collapse and begged for mercy.
At this moment, only his head and organs were still intact, but the other parts of his body had already become bones. There was no flesh or blood left. Because of his extraordinary constitution, he was still alive, enduring the pain and suffering.
"This is the simplest punishment for you. It's not the end."
With a stir of his mind, Li Mu directly blasted Machete's body into powder, and then forcibly extracted a mass of spiritual fluctuations from his body.
"Is this a soul?"
Li Mu carefully observed, and then directly refined this mass of spiritual fluctuations with the qi of the Southern Fire Emperor.
"Ah …" Machete wailed like a pig being slaughtered came out of the spiritual fluctuations, which was more miserable than when he was dismembered before.
Sure enough, it was a soul.
However, it was different from the souls of the human race on the Divine Land. It seemed that because he lived in an environment without the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, his soul was thinner and looser, unable to form a complete human form.
"I'll refine you for 365 days to let you know what real pain and death are. I'll offer a sacrifice to those innocent people you killed, and let those so-called experts who entered China know what the price of doing evil in China is."
As Li Mu spoke, he directly sealed his soul with a piece of jade.
The jade floated at the southern foot of Mount Qilian. Within a year, Machete's miserable howls would echo, which could only be heard by cultivators.
This was a warning to others.
Su Cuo and the little soldier Xiao Dong felt extremely relieved.
On their way here, they saw the slaughtered village. The miserable scene made the onlookers cry and sad. These Middle Eastern terrorists were simply inhuman. They killed for fun. They had no humanity at all. They should go to hell and be tortured for life. Although Li Mu's means were cruel, it was satisfying.
"Let's go. It's not over yet."
Li Mu directly spread out his Broadsword Way domain, which was enough to cover a radius of a hundred miles.
He was like a huge human-shaped radar, constantly searching within a thousand miles of the Jiuquan Satellite Launch Center in the mountainous area of Mount Qilian. Any foreign experts who crossed the border and sneaked into this area would be discovered immediately.
The killing began.
A European earth superpower expert lurking in the military blockaded area was hiding in a rock. He was planning how to go further and find an opportunity to sneak into the launch base. At the same time, he sneered at the Chinese soldiers, saying that their reputation was unwarranted.
At this time, suddenly, a jet of broadsword light shot over from the distant low sky like lightning. In an instant, it cut him in half along with the rock. It was terrifying.
"What's that?" He didn't understand what had happened until he died.
Twenty miles away.
An Indian expert who was good at stealth cautiously approached a Chinese military vehicle, ready to attach himself to it and sneak in.
Another jet of broadsword light, like a galaxy falling, instantly cut him into ashes, but it didn't attract the attention of the soldiers on the military vehicle, nor did it hurt the military vehicle.
On Mount Tetai in Mount Qilian, three Indonesian experts stood on the top of the mountain, looking in the direction of the Jiuquan Satellite Launch Center with proud expressions. They were discussing how to follow the plan to get what they needed from the hands of "China's ally". Suddenly, a jet of broadsword light fell from the sky, and three heads rolled down the mountain in an instant.
Broadsword light.
Omnipresent broadsword light.
Any foreign expert who harbored ill intentions or harbored ill intentions would be chopped into corpses by this mysterious and powerful saber light within a day once they entered the Qilian Mountains. No matter how strong they were, they would not be able to put up any resistance.
As for the foreign rogue cultivators who were not too radical and did not commit murder, they only received a warning. The saber light cut off their hair or cut off their means of transportation. At the same time, a voice came from the sky like a warning from the heavens.
"This is a restricted area of the Chinese military. Trespassers will die."
The voice fell from the sky like divine thunder, shaking their heads and almost making them faint.
Then, a white stream of flowing light streaked across the sky and disappeared into the horizon.
The terrifying news spread like a stormy sea.
Almost a day later, the cultivation world all over the world knew that in the Qilian Mountains of China, there was an incomparably terrible God of Slaughter, who killed the foreign invaders one by one, as if he was pulling out weeds. He was invincible.
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He felt very tired in the past two days. He didn't know why, but he felt tired when he slept in the morning.
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