Nie Renlong's face was twisted with anger, panic, and disbelief. His eyes were like those of a venomous snake that was about to attack, full of viciousness and viciousness. He didn't regret or feel ashamed at all.
"You want to kill me?" He laughed and said, "Li Zhiyuan, I set up so many traps just because I'm not sure I can kill you. But it doesn't mean you can kill me if you want to. Hahaha, besides, I'm not the only one here. There are so many experts from the five Holy Clans. Can you kill them all?"
Li Mu wanted to laugh.
"See for yourself." He pointed behind Nie Renlong.
It was not until then that Nie Renlong found that all the martial arts masters and experts from the alliance of the five Holy Clans, including the Number One War God of the Western Poison Region, had retreated hundreds of meters. They were looking at him with strange eyes, which were alienation, alertness, and a strong sense of drawing a line with him.
He was shocked and angry. "What … are you doing? Why don't you attack together? "
But the experts from the alliance of the five Holy Clans retreated even faster.
"Humph, you broke your promise, sneak-attacked your friend, and backstabbed him …" The Number One War God of the Western Poison Region said coldly, "Nie Renlong, you are such a lowly person. You don't deserve to be with us. Solve your own problem by yourself."
"What did you say?" Nie Renlong roared furiously, "I'm doing this for the sake of the continent's peace, for the sake of exterminating evil. That's why I'm bearing humiliation and fawning over you. Can't you see it? Now you're retreating. Are you going to surrender to the evil Li Zhiyuan? "
But no matter what he said, how he shouted, and how he questioned, no one responded.
Li Mu said in a tone of pity and disdain, "Can't you see? They won't support you at all. A despicable and lowly person like you is enough to make people stay away from you. Moreover, the most important thing is that after seeing that I've fully recovered my strength, this group of jackals who have always bullied the weak and feared the strong are already scared out of their wits. They don't have the courage to fight anymore. Will they help you? "
The anger and shock on Nie Renlong's face turned into deep sorrow.
Such a change was so funny and ironic.
Previously, when he was acting, he protected Li Zhiyuan with all his might, not allowing the crowd to attack him crazily. But now, when he stopped acting, the crowd was so scared that they retreated one by one.
"Get ready to defend yourself."
Li Mu made his move. The long broadsword in his hand was unsheathed again. The dazzling silver broadsword light instantly turned half of the sky into a cold metallic luster.
Nie Renlong roared out furiously. Blood-red mist flowed out of his body as his profound qi pulsed. In the blink of an eye, it had surpassed the Twelve Profound Primes and was even rapidly climbing.
This turn of events caused the Number One War God and the others in the Western Poison Region to feel their hearts palpitate, and their faces turned purple with fear.
Was this the true power of the Profound Heaven Cloud Palace Sect Leader?
It seemed … a little scary.
"Li Zhiyuan, do you really think you're in control of everything?" Nie Renlong was like a mad dog as he laughed aloud. Blood-red light flowed through his eyes, and he seemed to have become an emotionless killing machine. He said, "I originally wanted to save this power to break through the shackles of the world, but now … you've forced my hand. Once I kill you, I'll plan for another five hundred years, and I'll be able to do it all over again. Die!"
He struck out.
The moment the sword and blade collided, it was like a clash between a god and a demon.
… …
… …
"You're actually not afraid of my poison?"
The Poison King of the Western Poison Region clutched the hole in his chest. He felt his life force gradually leak away as he stared at Lu Chuan, unwilling to accept this.
He rampaged through the world with his poison. Even experts of the twelve Mysterious Primes feared his poison. However, the measly patriarch of the Tiandao sect was just a nameless, insignificant figure in the jianghu in the past. Even though the Tiandao sect had risen to prominence, it was all thanks to the Asura of the Heavenly Ways, Li Zhiyuan. It had nothing to do with an idiot with ordinary talent like Lu Chuan.
Who would have thought that Lu Chuan's cultivation would exceed his imagination in this clash? He was terrifyingly powerful, and even more terrifyingly, he was completely unafraid of poison. This had basically reduced the Poison King's battle prowess by fifty percent.
"I'm a rather stupid person. Even if Junior Brother Li gave me the most powerful cultivation methods and battle skills in the world, I still wouldn't be able to cultivate them. Only his breathing guidance technique is suitable for me. After ten years of cultivation, I've actually reached this level. Could it be that the breathing technique Junior Brother Li gave me is an immortal art?"
Lu Chuan's surprise that he had defeated the Poison King flashed across his face.
In a daze, he felt like he had been enlightened.
Was this what junior brother Li meant by 'great talents mature slowly', or was it the natural way?
Even he himself was shocked by today's battle result.
Originally, he thought that he could just barely block the King of Poisons. After all, in the past ten years, as the Sect Leader, he did not have many opportunities to fight with others. He did not know that he had accidentally broken through to the twelfth level and achieved the Invincible Vajra Body. He was not afraid of fire and water, nor was he afraid of poisons.
"Li Zhiyuan, who … is he … I …"
The Poison King collapsed on his back.
The Poison King of the Western Poison Region of the Fengyun Continent had fallen.
…
"Is this the swordsmanship Li Mu taught you?"
Zhu Lingfeng looked at the broken sword in his hand and said nothing.
He could not accept that he had lost to a rising star.
"Forget it. I've lost today. I can't break this Earthvein Boundary. Farewell." Zhu Lingfeng tossed the broken sword in his hand and turned around to leave.
Shen Jia sneered, "You seem to have misunderstood something."
"Huh?" Zhu Lingfeng suddenly turned around and said, "What? Could it be that you want to keep our sect here? "
Shen Jia said, "Although my Tiandao Sect is a small sect, it's not a place where you can come and go as you please. Since Cult Master Zhu has already admitted defeat, you should leave something behind before leaving."
Zhu Lingfeng's eyes suddenly became fierce.
…
…
"Can't even withstand a single blow. Can't even withstand a single blow."
Li Mu's broadsword smashed the sword and also shattered Nie Renlong's confidence.
It was just the third move.
When Nie Renlong's aura soared crazily and stimulated that bloody and cold killing state, there were already some signs that the power level of this world was beyond, which made the experts of the alliance of the five Holy Clans think that they might have a chance to defeat Li Zhiyuan.
But Li Zhiyuan's three moves, one smashed the qi, one smashed the sword, and one smashed the heart.
The three moves solved everything.
The power beyond the world was just a joke in front of Li Zhiyuan's broadsword.
This incomparably handsome man gave people the feeling that he was invincible, that he was always stronger than you.
The broadsword was placed on Nie Renlong's neck.
The latter's face was pale, and his teeth were chattering.
"I …" He spat out a word with difficulty.
…
…
"Amitabha, every time you lose, your strength will increase. Is there really such a physique in this world?" The Zhongzhen Sect Master coughed.
He spat out blood.
He lost.
He lost to the junior Yan Nanfei.
This rising star of the Fengyun Continent was far stronger than he had imagined.
"It seems that this is the will of heaven." The old Taoist's white beard was stained with blood. "From today onwards, the Zhongzhen Sect will never step into the Northern Wilderness Region. Once your Tiandao Sect disciples step into the Zhongzhen Sect, the Zhongzhen Sect will retreat. I will not interfere with the affairs of the Jianghu anymore."
Yan Nanfei's body was also stained with blood. He had used up a lot of Xuan Qi. He cupped his hands and said, "Goodbye, Taoist."
The old Taoist's figure turned into an arc of light and disappeared into the distance.
Yan Nanfei sat cross-legged and adjusted his breath.
After the time it took to finish a pot of tea, he rose to his feet, leaped into the air, and headed in the direction of another earth vein.
…
"Hahaha, Cloud Blade, it seems that you are far from your disciple …"
The old farmer took out a thin sword from his opium pipe and attacked fiercely.
Blood stained Cloud Blade Loose Practitioner's body.
But he did not reply. He only waved the blade in his hand. Slash after slash, slash after slash, slash after slash.
"What a brilliant blade technique. Unfortunately, it cannot defeat me."
The old farmer shook his head. The thin sword was almost invisible to the naked eye. His moves were like the spring rain, nourishing everything silently.
At this moment, the sound of something breaking through the air could be heard from afar.
Lu Chuan and Yan Nanfei arrived almost at the same time.
The old farmer's expression changed.
"Senior, we are here to help you."
"Uncle-Master, there is no need to use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken. Let your disciple kill him."
Both of them saw Cloud Blade Loose Practitioner's distress and spoke at the same time.
The old farmer changed his moves and retreated.
Cloud Blade Loose Practitioner waved his blade continuously, slash after slash. His moves were clear and simple. He said loudly, "Don't worry.
Others will not interfere. If you can kill me, you can leave unscathed. The Tiandao Sect will not force you to stay. "
"A gentleman's word." The old farmer's expression was uncertain as he parried the blade.
Cloud Blade Loose Practitioner said, "A promise cannot be taken back."
"Hahaha! Good! Old Qin, your temper really hasn't changed at all. In that case, I'll kill you first, and then see if Li Zhiyuan will listen to you as his master. Hahaha!" The farmer relaxed, and once again attacked.
He could see that killing Cloud Blade Loose Practitioner was his only chance to escape.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to escape even if he wanted to if these two new powerhouses joined hands.
Seeing this scene, Yan Nanfei and Lu Chuan did not dare to intervene.
After all, Cloud Blade Loose Practitioner was Li Zhiyuan's master. In the Tiandao Sect, he was respected. Once he said that, how could the two juniors disobey? Even Li Zhiyuan respected this master very much.
But, could it really go on like this?
After all, Cloud Blade Loose Practitioner was no match for the old farmer.
…
…
"I lost. Do it. "Nie Renlong's face was full of unwillingness and resentment.
Li Mu said, "Who on earth are you?"
Nie Renlong said, "Of course I am not Nie Renlong. Ten years ago, when he just entered the Xuan Tianyun Palace, he was already dead. I just borrowed his body. After being close to you for so many years, I thought I knew enough about you. I didn't expect that you hid your cultivation so deeply …"
Li Mu suddenly understood. "You are the creature in the Blood Sea? It's no wonder that the person who wielded the trident was so weak. He hasn't made any progress in the past ten years … However, you haven't made much progress either. I can spare your life if you tell me about the world beyond the heavens. "
Nie Renlong sneered and said, "In your dreams."
After that, a destructive force was brewing in his body and suddenly broke out.
Li Mu could not suppress it.
Boom!
Nie Renlong directly exploded.
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