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Chapter 541

Words:2781Update:22/06/22 12:02:41

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"God of Massacre Li, now, can we have a good talk?"

Molan stared at Li Mu with a complacent look in her eyes.

"No matter how powerful you are, you still have to bow your head in front of the wisdom of a True God."

"Oh, what do you want to talk to me about?" Li Mu withdrew his eyes from the six Chinese martial arts masters.

Molan said, "If God of Massacre Li is willing to join our True God Sect, everything will be fine."

She did have some greedy thoughts in her heart. If Li Mu could be used by her, who else in this world could compete with her?

Li Mu couldn't help laughing and said, "You are really stupid and pitiful."

"Who is she? How dare she want to control me?"

Molan's eyes were cold as she said, "If God of Massacre Li refuses, then today, I'm afraid your so-called compatriots will die in front of you. The whole world is watching your choice. Haha, whether you really want to save your compatriots in the future or to vent the killing in your heart, your true face will be revealed in a moment." In Molan's hand was a remote control that could be triggered at the speed of light. And the six Chinese martial arts masters were all injected with all kinds of bombs. Once she pressed the button, even immortals couldn't save them.

"God of Massacre Li, don't worry about us."

"As long as we can avenge Qing Feng Hermit and the others, we will die without regret."

"Senior, China doesn't accept threats."

"As long as you can avenge us after we die, that's enough."

"Hahaha, 20 years later, I'll be a good man again. Senior, I hate that I can't fight side by side with you in this life. In my next life, I'm willing to be your vanguard and fight with you."

Several Chinese martial arts masters all shouted with the spirit of Chinese chivalry.

Li Mu nodded.

He didn't choose the wrong people to enter the Qinling Heaven that day.

Although these people in the martial arts world did not have much communication with society and were quite isolated, perhaps they also had some bad habits of the martial arts world in the old days, they were all real men in the face of great right and wrong. They were generous and chivalrous, and they were not inferior to the ancient heroes.

Molan's expression didn't change. She had already seen the tough bones of these China martial arts people.

"God of Massacre Li, have you thought it through? Now the whole world is watching you." Molan sneered.

"Idiot."

Li Mu's figure moved.

Molan only felt her vision blurred. Before she could react, the remote control was already in Li Mu's hand.

With a jolt, she was sent flying back more than a dozen meters. With a cry, she opened her mouth and spat out an arrow of blood. Had it not been for the protection of the ancient armor, her body would have been torn into pieces. However, she did not even see Li Mu's movement clearly. She could not help but be shocked. The gap between them was simply too big.

"It's useless. There is more than one such remote control. You will pay for your choice." The beautiful woman, who was called the Flower of the Middle East, had a vicious look on her delicate face. She said, "You have to watch your compatriots die in front of you."

She made a gesture.

Someone secretly activated the remote control.

Among the six Chinese martial arts masters, a girl who looked to be in her early twenties suddenly burst into flames.

The bomb detonated.

However, in the thousandth of a second before the fire completely exploded, Li Mu had already made his move.

"Imprison!"

The law circulated, and the space around the girl was directly imprisoned, as if time had stopped.

Li Mu's figure had already appeared beside her. With a light pat of his palm, the liquid explosives in her body and all kinds of explosives on the surface of her body were instantly removed. Li Mu spread out his palm, and a ball of faint light flowed, squeezing all the terrifying explosives with amazing explosive power into the ball of light. Not even the slightest destructive power flowed out.

At the same time, the explosives in and on the surface of the other five people were also taken out.

Boom!

The explosive power that was enough to blow up a city, the terrifying sparks and energy were all flowing in Li Mu's palm. The terrifying explosive energy was like a crazy poisonous dragon, trying to break free from the control of Li Mu's palm. But no matter how hot it was, it could not flow out at all. After the energy was released, it gradually disappeared.

Molan could not believe her eyes.



What kind of means was this?

He pinched the power of several of the most powerful bombs in the world with his bare hands?

Even a piece of fine steel with a diameter of five or six meters was enough to melt into liquid and volatilize in front of such power.

At the same time, on the major video websites around the world, countless people who were watching the live broadcast could not believe their eyes at this moment. Could it be that someone was playing a prank and broadcasting a fantasy film with special effects? How could there be such a person in the world?

In China, when the netizens on some websites saw this scene, they were boiling with excitement.

"There is such a God of War in our country?"

"The Eastern God of Massacre? Haha, this name is really too domineering. "

"This is the real Chinese martial arts, isn't it?"

"Is this f * cking martial arts? This is an immortal method, isn't it? "

"God bless China. There is such a god."

Su Cuo, Lu Haoran, and countless people were deeply shocked when they saw this scene.

Every time, they thought they had seen Li Mu's strongest strength and trump card. But soon, they were slapped in the face. This young man in snow-white Li Ning sportswear was simply omnipotent.

Only in a closed office, a figure in a military uniform showed fear on his face when he saw this scene. But soon, his face became cold and cruel. He sneered and said in a low voice, "No matter how strong you are, this time, the whole world will not let you live. You are destined to be buried in Baghdad. This will be your last wind … Li Mu, you can't come back."



The broadsword light flashed.

The Taoist figures on the ground swirled, and a tactical deployment was carved in an instant.

Although Li Mu's current attainments in tactical deployment were not as good as Qing Feng's, it was not difficult for him to set up a tactical deployment to protect the town in an instant.

"Stay in there and don't come out."

After protecting the six Chinese Wulin people in the tactical deployment, Li Mu was ready to kill and find the evil cultivators lurking in the dark.

However, at this moment, the eyes of the first Chinese Wulin woman he saved suddenly flashed scarlet. She turned into a flash of lightning and pounced on Li Mu. Holding a double-edged sword in her hand, she thrust it straight into Li Mu's back.

No one could react to such a change.

"Xuanxin, you …"

"Oh no."

"Senior, be careful …"

The other five Wulin people were shocked. They could not understand why their companion suddenly did such a thing.

"Hahahaha …" Molan suddenly burst out laughing.

Li Mu frowned, turned around, and a stream of power gushed out. He looked at the young woman, Luo Xuanxin, who was still conscious a moment ago. At this time, a strange force was flowing in her body. Her eyes were red, and she could no longer control herself as if she had become a puppet. Two sharp white fangs protruded from her mouth. She looked like … a vampire?

Upon closer inspection, he really saw a faint bite mark under Luo Xuanxin's ear and neck.

"Was she bitten by a vampire?"

"Hahaha, the bomb can't do anything to you, but the Angel Sting, one of the 13 sacred treasures of the Blood Clan, can't do anything to you?" Molan laughed heartily and said, "All the previous means were used to numb you. This time, it's the real trump card to deal with you. The thing on your back is the Angel Sting, one of the 13 sacred treasures of the Blood Clan. It has devoured the lives of five million people. Even an angel has been stabbed to death. No matter how strong you are, you are doomed to die."

The double-edged sword in Luo Xuanxin's hand was now stuck in Li Mu's back.

Li Mu controlled Luo Xuanxin and then pulled out the Angel Sting backhandedly.

It was a very unique design. The material seemed to be polished from some kind of bone. It was very sharp. After all, in this world, there were not many weapons that could pierce his body. The Angel Sting was already comparable to a top-grade Taoist Treasure. In the universe, countless people would fight for it. Li Mu did not expect that it would appear on Earth, which made him feel extremely surprised.

He observed carefully and could sense that there were indeed ghosts howling and wailing in it, but they were extremely weak and nothing to worry about. Instead, they contained a strange power of blood and qi. The quality of the power was extremely high, comparable to the natural qi of a cultivator in the Soldier Realm in the universe who had broken through the Life and Death Bridge. But there was only a weak wisp of it. Could it be the power of the Blood Clan?

In the past, Li Mu had also heard the legends about vampires and the Blood Clan, but he did not expect that they really existed in the world.

Moreover, this race was a little interesting.

Just as he was thinking about this, the expert who had been hiding in the dark finally made a move.

A figure flew out of the void on the side and approached like lightning. Three rays of sword light instantly fell on Li Mu's head.

"Boom!"

The earth shook, and a huge stone man more than 10 meters tall drilled out of the ground. He ran with big strides and directly stepped on Li Mu's head.

In the warehouse in the distance, a young white man in jeans rushed out.

Halfway through his run, his whole body suddenly burned with red flames. Then, with a roar, his body swelled, and he tore his clothes. He turned into a giant bear more than four meters tall and pounced on Li Mu. Wherever his feet stepped, a string of flames like that of hell flames was left. His agile movements and keen speed formed a complete contrast with his huge body.

A black shadow swooped down from the sky, opened its mouth, and emitted a high-frequency, ear-piercing sound wave attack, which shrouded Li Mu.

Molan, on the other hand, held the sect flag in her hand with both hands and stimulated a long-hidden power in her body. The big flag fluttered and burst out with black divine light. The flagpole, like a life-reaping spear, stabbed straight at Li Mu.

In an instant, five or six super experts in the world suddenly launched a sneak attack.

But before that, Li Mu didn't even notice their existence.

"Interesting. Did you use the evil tactical deployment to cover up the aura of these people?" Li Mu smiled.

However, no matter how many tricks you used, what can you do?

You can't withstand a single blow.

He raised his hand and grabbed the three rays of sword light that were falling from the sky in his hand.

The sword light turned into three Japanese samurai swords. The hilts of the swords were held by a middle-aged Japanese man in a traditional white kimono. The man looked shocked and uttered a string of Japanese words. The gist of it was that he could not believe that Li Mu could catch the divine Hellsword with his bare hands.

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