< img height="1" width="1" style="display:none" src="https://www.facebook.com/tr?id=433806094867034&ev=PageView&noscript=1" />

Text:

Comment:

Chapter 860

Words:2925Update:22/06/22 12:03:55

Report

Time was limited. Li Mu didn't want to waste too much time with the Old Sword Master, so he directly solved the problem.

The Old Sword Master was slightly stunned by his straightforward approach.

In his life, it had been a long time since he had seen such a confident young man in front of him. That kind of temperament was more like a thousand-year old man who had washed away all his glory and was not like a hot-tempered young man in his twenties.

"How could such a person come out of the secular world?"

A question that he had never thought about before flashed in the Old Sword Master's mind.

"Could this Li Mu be a disciple of a famous sect who has been painstakingly trained to enter the secular world?"

But this thought flashed away.

He couldn't care so much.

The arrow on the bow had to be fired.

Today's matter was no longer something he could control.

The Old Sword Master stood on the high platform, looked at Li Mu, and said with a smile, "These days, I received some bad news from Mount Song, which is related to you. I wonder …"

Li Mu said, "Cut the crap. I'm the one who flattened Mount Song, and I'm the one who wiped out your Clear Heart Swordsmanship Sect. The people you sent can't go back to Mount Song, can they? I sealed it … It's all my doing. What else do you want to ask? "

The audience burst into an uproar.

No one would have thought that this young cultivator from the mortal world would be so decisive and arrogant.

The Eternal Taoist Priest and the little Taoist boy next to him looked at each other and showed a look of "as expected".

They had seen Li Mu's ability and temper.

They also knew that Li Mu was a very proud person.

And usually, proud people were also synonymous with arrogance and directness.

Countless people from famous mountains and rivers were present.

The cultivators from the four seas, the oceans, and the continents were all intrigued. All eyes shifted back and forth between Li Mu and the Old Sword Master, waiting for the next development of the matter.

"Okay." The Old Sword Master's voice became cold. He said, "Today, I want to ask you, did my Clear Heart Swordsmanship Sect have any past grudges with you?"

"No." Li Mu shook his head.

"Did you have any past grudges?" the Old Sword Master asked again.

Li Mu shook his head again.

Old Sword said furiously, "Then why did you trample on my mountain gate, kill my people, and destroy my sect?"

Li Mu said, "To uphold justice and enforce justice on behalf of Heaven."

Old Sword roared with laughter from extreme anger. "Justice? Heavenly Law? Ignorant junior, arrogant disciple, do you know what justice is, what the Heavenly Dao is? "

Li Mu smiled and said, "I knew you would throw out such a pointless and old question. I might as well answer you once." Li Mu pointed at himself and said, "Remember this face and remember what I said. From now on, what I think is right is justice, and what my broadsword protects is the Divine Way."

The crowd was in an even greater uproar, like boiling oil in a cauldron.

"Truly … arrogant." The Daoist Priest Indestructible's mouth gaped open.

The little Daoist boy sat on the steps with a smile. His legs were dangling below the steps as he casually kicked and said, "After all, he is the successor of that person."

"It seems that there will be a good show today." The Daoist Priest Indestructible's mouth curved with a hint of expectation.

At this time, Li Mu glanced around the various cultivators on the steps and said seriously to all of them, "Let me add that what I said just now was not only said to him, but also to all of you. I hope you will put away your sense of superiority and better not make trouble in the secular world. Otherwise, don't blame me for not warning you."

That sentence was like pouring a handful of salt into a pot of boiling oil.

All of a sudden, all the cultivators were furious.

This was a blatant provocation.

"Who do you think you are?"

"Can I take your words as a challenge?"

"Humph, a clown, a frog at the bottom of a well."

"Kill him."

"The secular world? Ignorant mortals are like chives. If you cut them casually, they will grow again. Even if you kill them all, they will grow again. Uphold justice for the secular world? Are you kidding me? "

All kinds of words and even vibrating power spread around the swordsmanship square.

Many people had the urge to attack and punish this arrogant kid.

But in the end, no one really did it.

Because the Sword Elder personally came to the center of the square.

"Lad, just based on what you said earlier, you and your master will be exterminated … You're not strong enough. Let your master do it," the Old Sword Maestro said. "I don't want others to say that I'm bullying a child."

His hair was dry and white, and his skin was barely smooth. When he was young, he must have been tall and burly, but now he was a little hunched. Time was merciless, like a carving knife. No matter how outstanding a talent was or how strong his body was, he could not stand the carving knife and declined.

In the famous mountain world, there was a limit to one's lifespan, which was called a curse by ancient cultivators. The upper limit was 1,000 years.

It was said that the Old Sword Elder was close to a thousand years old and had one foot in the grave. Logically speaking, he should have long since become an old man. The only reason he could maintain his current appearance was because of his exquisite cultivation. However, no matter how strong his cultivation was, how could it defy the heavens?

Li Mu shook his head and said, "You want to compete with my master? You are still far from it … The crimes that the Clear Heart Swordsmanship Sect committed in the world of Mount Song are too numerous to list. As the saying goes, if the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked. You can imagine how low your character is. But considering that you are older, I will take one move from you. After that, you better pray for your own good. "

The Sword Elder laughed.

"Well, then I will kill you first and then go to your master to settle the score. You are so arrogant at such a young age. When you grow up, it will be terrible. Your master did not discipline you well, and he will be blamed. I will send you and your master to hell together."

He made a sword gesture.

Suddenly, there was a burst of sword sounds.

The melodious Sword Qi burst out from the old man's body, as if he was a peerless sword.

"Kill!"

The Sword Elder opened his mouth and spat out a streak of Sword Qi, which was as white as frost. Like a bolt of lightning, it cut at Li Mu.

Li Mu stood where he was, motionless.

The white Sword Qi directly cut between Li Mu's eyebrows. Like a mist hitting a solid wall, it dissipated and shattered.

"What?"

The Sword Elder was extremely shocked.

Uncontrollable exclamations also rang out in the square.

If they didn't know the deep hatred between the Sword Elder and Li Mu, many cultivators would think that the two of them were cooperating to put on a show.

"He has become stronger again."

The Eternal Taoist Priest was slightly surprised.

"He seems to be getting stronger all the time."

The little Taoist boy also rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"That's it. Now, it's my turn." Li Mu slowly summoned the Samsara Knife.

When he fought against the Eternal Taoist Priest that day, he activated the seventh style of the Zhenwu Boxing, the Laughing Immortal Demon, and used it to strengthen his body. In the past few days, the strength of his body had been improved to a higher level. It was like divine gold and divine iron. It was very easy for him to take the Sword Qi of the Sword Elder head-on.

And he also found out that the Sword Elder's cultivation was about the high level of the King Realm, not the peak.

"The top expert in Mount Song is just so-so."

Li Mu wielded his broadsword.

As the broadsword slashed out, no mountains could stop it.

The man moved with the broadsword.

The distance of 30 meters between the two was swept away like a gust of wind.

The Sword Elder only felt that the opponent's move was extremely ordinary, and his strength was not amazing. He was about to sneer, but suddenly the broadsword momentum condensed. In his sight, the broadsword burst out with the power to break the world. Wherever the blade passed, everything was cut in half. An unprecedented alarm and panic instantly enveloped him.

"Oh no … Soul Eater, come out!"

The Sword Elder roared.

A bright red sword shadow appeared from his body.

The sword that seemed to be formed from blood was filled with an evil aura. Blood-colored ripples flowed out like a churning pool of blood, transforming into mysterious ancient runes that were incomparably huge. They were like a huge shield that blocked the Old Sword Maestro's body.

Bang!

Li Mu stood on the huge shield of the Primordial symbol.

The huge shield, which he had high hopes for, was instantly shattered.

The long sword condensed by blood and the hunched body of the Sword Elder were also shattered.

The blood mist pervaded the air.

"Eh?"

Li Mu put away his broadsword and stood there with a surprised look on his face.

Although the Sword Elder was dead, his life fluctuation did not dissipate. Instead, it grew crazily like a torrential rain. It was even stronger than when his body was intact. If the Sword Elder's aura before was like the sun in the west, at this time, he was like the sun in the sky.

"Hahahahaha …"

The Sword Elder's laughter echoed in the air.

At first, the voice sounded like that of an old man, but it soon became that of a young man. It was full of energy, clear and long.

The blood mist swirled like boiling water.

Then, it rapidly shrank.

In the end, it turned into a handsome young man with a tall and straight figure. He had black hair like a waterfall, sword-like eyebrows, a high nose bridge, broad shoulders, and a narrow waist. He was in high spirits. The Sword Intent was flowing around him, making him look like a scorching sun at noon. His qi and blood were boiling like a surging ocean.

"I didn't want to go back to the origin so early."

His expression and brows were filled with confidence.

"Li Mu, you forced me to use the ultimate profound meaning. You, who came from the mortal world, should be proud of yourself. However, everything today ends here. Mortals in the mortal world are mortals after all. Like wild sparrows, even if they fly to the top of the tree, they will not become phoenixes. "

This handsome young man was none other than the Old Sword Elder at his peak.

After recovering his youthful appearance, his strength had increased exponentially. His aura was more than three or four times stronger than before.

At this time, he had reached the peak of the King Realm.

"The means of the immortal sects are beyond your imagination."

The Sword Elder laughed arrogantly.

"If you walk in the mortal world obediently, you may be invincible. But in the real immortal cultivation world, you are not even as good as a child. How can you be a hero? I've seen too many young people like you who don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. After so many years, all of them have died. Today, you're no exception. I … "

The Sword Elder said confidently.

Swish!

The broadsword light flashed.

A line of blood appeared on his neck.

"You talk too much." Li Mu sheathed his broadsword. "The profound meaning of the immortal sects? In my eyes, it is nothing. "

You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.


Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.