In most cases, the method of exchanging injury for injury was very effective in one-on-one combat.
In the case of one against many, such a method was simply courting death.
What's more, for the first-class masters at the peak of the Joint-thoughts level, the tactic of exchanging injury for injury was also difficult to work. A master at the peak of the Joint-thoughts level, if he didn't want to be injured, could basically be consumed slowly unless the opponent's strength was overwhelming.
This was the source of Wei Chong's confidence.
In the air, figures crisscrossed.
More than a dozen first-class masters attacked at the same time. The sword light was cold, and the Knife Qi was crisscrossing.
Li Mu looked at Wei Chong's eyes and smiled lightly.
He jumped up in the air, used the sword as a knife, and cut in the air.
Lightning cut!
A flash of lightning swept across the night sky.
Puff!
The sound of the sharp blade cutting the flesh.
Blood bloomed like flowers.
White bones cracked like gravel.
Death bloomed in the intersection of the sharp blade and blood.
Despair bred in the fusion of cold and darkness.
In the crisscrossing figures, there were several broken bodies that lost their lives. In the air, with blood and death, they fell to the ground and became meat paste.
Figures crisscrossed.
Li Mu fell on the flood dragon's head again.
On his body, there were a few more knife and sword scars, dripping with blood. On his left thigh, a scimitar was pierced and cut off, and the head of the scimitar was left in his body. The injury was extremely serious, like being cut by thousands of knives, which made people feel cold all over at first glance.
Exchanging injury for injury again!
If it was an ordinary warrior, even a first-class master, suffered such a serious injury, he might not be able to stand up.
Li Mu, on the other hand, looked as if he didn't care at all. He stood very steadily.
He touched his face and breathed a long sigh of relief, "Fortunately, my handsome face was not hurt …"
On the contrary, among the twelve masters of the Qing Sha Clan who attacked before, two more were cut off at the waist and became cold corpses.
The other ten people were shocked and fell on the protruding rocks in different directions of the cliff.
In just one exchange, two more people had died.
Counting the three people who were killed before, it was less than 20 breaths. Five first-class masters at the peak of the Joint-thoughts level changed from living people to ten cold corpses and meat paste.
A first-class master at the Joint-thoughts level!
This wasn't some random cat or dog.
Even if there were many masters in the Qing Sha Clan, they couldn't bear such a death.
Wei Chong's face was burning as if he had been slapped by someone.
At this time, if he still did not realize that he had underestimated the strength of Taibai County Magistrate, then he was really a fool.
This time, he saw the entire process clearly.
However, he still couldn't figure out how Li Mu did all this.
Because he clearly saw that the swords and broadswords of the experts under his command had landed on Li Mu. But the sharp blade light did not seem to have landed on the human body, but on rotten wood or rotten leather, leaving only some superficial marks on Li Mu.
The Blade Qi and Sword Qi, which were powerful enough to cut through rocks, barely managed to cut through Li Mu's body, but they couldn't kill him.
On the contrary, the ancient stone sword in Li Mu's hand was incomparably sharp. A single stroke of the sword could cut through anything. Anything that stood in its way would be cut in half.
"Little bastard, are you walking the Henglian path?"
Wei Chong asked thoughtfully.
"It's none of your business." Li Mu breathed heavily.
The wounds on his body were burning as if they had been smeared with chili peppers.
Although his body's healing power was amazing, the continuous injuries had affected his nerves and caused him to lose a lot of blood. His face was pale, and he felt weak and dizzy.
But in his heart, he was very happy to kill.
After taking a few breaths and feeling that his physical strength had recovered a little, Li Mu looked down at Bai Rushuang in the distance, who looked surprised and doubtful. He smiled and proudly shook the stone sword in his hand.
"Haha, little white hair, thank you very much. If you hadn't given me this sword, I couldn't have killed so many little bugs of the Qing Sha Clan so smoothly. Hahaha, it's really sharp. It's cool to kill one with one sword!"
Bai Rushuang's face was so gloomy that it could drip water.
That sword was one of the famous swords of the Sirius Clan, and it was also the symbol of his identity for so many years. It had an important position in the clan. He also paid a lot to get it, but now it was lost in Li Mu's hands, which was a shame.
What was more tricky was that he couldn't explain to the Sirius Clan after losing the sword.
Of course, Li Mu didn't care about this.
He said such words just to provoke the little white hair first.
"This is the master of the Qing Sha Clan? Haha, vulnerable! "
Li Mu looked at Wei Chong and others with a contemptuous tone.
Wei Chong gritted his teeth, raised his eyebrows, and couldn't suppress his anger.
Li Mu didn't wait for him to speak and sneered again, saying, "Seriously, scarface, you are so ugly and so old. Where on earth do you get the confidence to be so pretentious in front of me?"
Wei Chong's head was full of blood, and he was about to explode.
When had he been scolded like this?
He gritted his teeth, reached backhand, and unfastened the giant hammer on his back.
This was his famous weapon, a solid giant hammer made of outer space cold iron, weighing up to 50,000 kilograms. It was a strange weapon among the strange weapons. When he waved it, it was like a meteorite whistling, and no one knew how many bodies of martial arts giants had been smashed.
He was going to do it himself.
The giant hammer was stroked in the palm, and the internal qi was running in a mysterious way. Under the surging aura, the palm drove the surface of the hammer, making a slight surge.
Zhou Kole's face changed again.
She knew how terrible Wei Chong's strength was.
In his heyday, Li Mu's advantages and disadvantages were equally obvious. Perhaps he could fight with Wei Chong, but at this time … Li Mu, who was riddled with holes and could not stand steadily, was definitely not Wei Chong's opponent — the previous battle with the giant flood dragon had consumed too much of Li Mu's strength.
This little man's luck was really bad.
Zhou Kole looked around, and thoughts flashed quickly in her mind.
But the old beggar slightly changed his expression.
He gently touched the big yellow dog, and his lips moved slightly, as if he was saying something. The big yellow dog slightly arched its body, and the hair in its neck stood up silently, as if it was the prelude to hunting.
The old beggar looked at Li Mu.
Li Mu's eyes were also cast over.
At the moment when their eyes met, Li Mu suddenly understood the old beggar's meaning.
But he shook his head and glanced at the little Loli Ming Yue.
The old beggar was stunned, and did not understand where Li Mu's confidence came from, but he still nodded, indicating that he would protect the little Loli.
The entire process was completed in the blink of an eye.
From the beginning to the end, it was just eye contact.
"Damn it, why do I have the same mind with this old guy?"
Li Mu felt a burst of inconceivable.
And a little disgusting.
With an old man … This was too f * cking perverted.
However, his last concern could be relieved.
Although the old beggar's origin was unknown, Li Mu's intuition told him that the old guy was reliable, which was why Li Mu could not help but quarrel with the old beggar all the time.
Buzz! Buzz!
The giant hammer in Wei Chong's hand vibrated more and more violently.
The high-frequency vibration made the giant hammer illusory, as if it was a group of black light that swallowed everything.
A strong and oppressive momentum, centered on Wei Chong, overflowed and drifted.
The momentum of a super-class master in the Master Realm was frightening.
Li Mu pulled out the broken knife in his leg and threw it aside. A stream of blood spurted out, making him dizzy again, and his whole body was sore and weak.
The situation was very dangerous.
Li Mu did not know how long he could hold on.
However, he smiled and continued to taunt Wei Chong, giving him the middle finger.
"Old thing, I'm afraid you can't get this flood dragon."
He suddenly punched the stone wall.
Even though he was injured, the power of this punch was still like a mountain torrent.
Boom!
The cliff shook, and large pieces of rock collapsed.
"Howl!"
The giant flood dragon roared.
The rock cliff stuck in its body was broken because of Li Mu's punch. It twisted its body, broke out of the crack of the cliff, and recovered some vitality.
It roared to the sky and roared.
Under the moonlight, there was brilliance flashing in its throat, and its blood-like eyes stared at Li Mu, blooming the light of hatred, as if it would not give up until it died.
"Why don't you go?" Li Mu's figure flashed and landed on a rock on the cliff above. His beard and hair fluttered, and he shouted, "I'll spare your life. Don't be so ungrateful. Do you really want to bury your skin, tendons, bones, and blood here?"
In the sky, a mass of dark clouds flowed, covering the two moons hanging high in the sky.
Between heaven and earth, it suddenly became extremely dark.
The giant flood dragon twisted its body, seemed to understand Li Mu's words, and let out a roar. The brilliance in its throat disappeared, and its blood-like eyes stared at Li Mu, as if it wanted to remember Li Mu in its bones.
Finally, it turned around and plunged into the abyss of the pool, splashing huge waves.
"No …" Wei Chong was extremely angry and anxious.
Once the flood dragon entered the water and hid, he could no longer catch it.
Boom!
The shadow of the giant hammer in Wei Chong's hand turned into a black light, directly smashing at the giant flood dragon, trying to prevent it from entering the water.
A sneer appeared on Li Mu's mouth.
How could anyone subdue a flood dragon?
It was too naive to think.
Sure enough, the flood dragon's tail rolled up in the water, carrying huge waves, and slammed heavily on the giant hammer.
The giant hammer was slapped back.
Wei Chong's face changed.
He felt an irresistible force from the iron chain, which was much more terrible than he imagined, and immediately realized that the power of this giant flood dragon was far above him.
Whoosh!
The rebounding giant hammer faintly showed signs of being difficult to control, and smashed toward him.
He roared and hurriedly used his combat skills to twist the iron chain.
In the air, the giant hammer slightly changed its direction, brushed the top of Wei Chong's head and smashed over. It hit a strong man of Qing Sha Clan who was caught off guard and directly smashed him into meat sauce.
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