1398. Possibility of Survival
In Li Mu's eyes, murderous intent flowed like a whirlpool in the sea.
"Stop and let him come back."
Li Mu spoke authentically every word.
Ye Kuanglang, the God of War, was not moved at all by Li Mu's offense and said calmly: "No one who has stepped onto the Immortal Arena has ever been able to step back."
"I said—let him come down."
Li Mu spoke again.
An aura like ice circulated throughout the entire side hall.
The killing intent was like a blade, approaching Ye Kuanglang.
Ye Kuanglang stood up slowly, turned around and stared at Li Mu, saying: "I can understand you, are you threatening me?"
Li Mu did not flinch and said word for word: "Don't understand, I'm just threatening you."
Between Ye Kuanglang's brows, a sharp aura flashed away, and then a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said: "It doesn't make any sense for you to threaten me. The number of candidates is jointly decided by the seven major forces, and once the name is It is written on the ancient ancient scroll, either we will win and enter the ancient battlefield, or we will die in the arena, there is no other way out."
He pointed at himself and said: "Even if I get on the ring, I will never come down."
"So, no matter how you threaten me, you don't have any objections. Now, he can only rely on himself."
God of War Ye Kuanglang concluded.
Li Mu stared at Ye Kuanglang, his eyes as sharp as blades.
Finally, he turned back.
"You'd better pray that nothing happens to Wu Yue."
Li Mu's voice made the temperature in the entire side hall suddenly feel as if it had reached an ice cave.
Ye Kuanglang looked at Li Mu's back, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, but said nothing more.
He is just a reckless man who is destined to die. There is no need to waste words with him.
In the arena.
boom!
The battle has begun.
Wu Yue's opponent was a middle-aged red-faced Taoist priest with three long beards under his chin. He held a pair of black and white yin and yang swords in his hands. There was a long black ghost-faced flag suspended above his head, exuding a terrifying demonic aura. It was obviously this black ghost-face. Within the long banners, there are terrible demons imprisoned.
From the very beginning of the battle, Wu Yue was at a disadvantage.
He dodged left and right, dwarfed by them.
Wu Yue once practiced swordsmanship and later repaired his swordsmanship.
Sword on the left and sword on the right.
In terms of weapons, both sides have two-handed weapons.
But the middle-aged red-faced Taoist, with the help of a black ghost-faced long banner, activated the spell, and a thick black mist rushed out, fell to the ground, and turned into a ferocious and violent ancient beast, more than four meters high, like The lion breathed out poisonous mist and charged directly.
"This magical power is just like cheating."
"Two against one."
"That immortal named Wu Yue is finished."
"What a wretch."
Different voices sounded from various side halls.
At this moment, the outcome seemed to have been determined in advance.
In the arena.
"Yingying, I'm sorry."
"I can't let you down, even if it's a battle like this... Even if I die in the battle, you will definitely take good care of your mother and son."
Wu Yue thought in his heart, his fighting spirit getting higher and higher.
He arrived at the Blessed Land of Ten Thousand Immortals about ten days ago.
The people who brought him here were from the gods.
They told him that Li Mu needed assistants and help during the battle in the arena of Ten Thousand Immortals Blessed Land.
So Wu Yue left his newly born son and his first wife behind, and came to this most powerful place in the immortal world. The attributes of heaven and earth and various secret cultivation realms in the Blessed Land of Ten Thousand Immortals, although it moved his heart, it really made him move forward without any regrets. Regrettably, he can now play for Li Mu.
Even though the immortals from the various temples had clearly told him that if he stepped onto such an arena, he would either enter the Immortal Ancient battlefield and never return, or die in the arena, he was not afraid.
After the 'ripening training' of the various temples, his cultivation was quickly promoted to the peak of the Immortal Lord.
"This is probably my last chance to serve your lord."
While Wu Yue was fighting, his heart was racing.
boom!
He was blown away.
The figure landed on the ground, and his feet drew a shallow mark on the ground.
The swords intersect and lie across the chest.
"In that case, why are you still hesitating?"
He smiled.
boom!
Brilliant flames suddenly erupted from his body without warning.
It is a powerful and majestic force.
The shadow of the sword appeared on the chest, hundreds of meters long.
"One sword spans thirty thousand miles, one sword gleams in three thousand mansions...the sword is unparalleled!"
In the arena where everyone was watching, Wu Yue let out his roar for the first time.
call out!
The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword moved forward.
The stream of light flew, dazzling, and the brilliance of that moment obscured the brilliance of the sun and the moon.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword destroyed the dark beast and set it on fire.
"Ouch...wuwuwu."
The ancient ferocious beast roared and let out a miserable scream, and the ink-colored mist floated away like ashes.
"What?"
The red-faced middle-aged Taoist was shocked.
My own ghost banner, which is a body of nothingness, was chopped into pieces by this sword?
But before he had time to react, another flash of sword light appeared in front of him.
puff!
A red-faced head flew into the sky.
The neck of the corpse was like a fountain, spraying blood arrows for six to seven meters.
Light and shadow intersect.
Wu Yue's figure was positioned ten meters behind the middle-aged red-faced Taoist priest.
"What?"
"What's going on...then...was it some kind of immortal combat skill just now?"
"The light of that sword is so terrifying."
The powerful men in the major side halls who were originally certain that Wu Yue would die were all shocked at this moment.
It's unbelievable.
The outcome was reversed in an instant.
Life and death were reversed in an instant.
The tense expression on Li Mu's face finally relaxed.
But soon it turned into doubt again.
What kind of immortal combat skill is that?
It was not a technique that he taught to Wu Yue.
The clash of knives and swords, the power of that moment, made Li Mu feel dazzled.
That was definitely a very difficult move to resist.
Unless it is a complete crushing in the realm.
However, with Wu Yue's cultivation level, he must have paid a heavy price for using this move enough to instantly kill a middle-aged red-faced Taoist priest whose combat power was superior to his own.
Li Mu's eyes were always fixed on Wu Yue.
Sure enough, he found that Wu Yue's complexion was abnormally pale.
The next moment, the silver stream of light fell, grabbing Wu Yue and dragging him to the waiting area in the distance.
Another battle started with the voices of two strong men being snatched onto the Immortal Ancient Arena.
These two powerful men were not people Li Mu knew and had cultivation levels within the realm of the Immortal Emperor.
After about half an hour of fighting, a purple-clothed sword immortal who represented Zhenxian Pavilion won the battle. After paying the price of a broken arm, he killed an immortal representing the temples and successfully entered the waiting area.
At this time, everyone's hearts were lifted up again.
In the first two of the three battles in the second round, Zhenxian Pavilion and the Gods of Gods won one and lost one, which means that this third battle is of great significance.
Li Mu also felt a little nervous.
He was worried about Wu Yue.
If the gods lost in the third game, then Wu Yue would only die.
Phew!
Immortal Ancient Scroll soon announced the true faces of the two powerful men in the third game.
Li Mu was no stranger to these two people.
The person representing the Immortal Suppressing Pagoda is the Black Sun Immortal Lord. The Demon Emperor who participated in the Alliance of Strangling Demon Cultivators has now been forcibly raised to the peak of the Immortal Emperor, and has almost stepped into the Immortal Saint with one foot.
The one who represented the gods in the battle was the Nine-Tailed King, the mainstay of the Demon Cultivator Alliance.
Li Mu frowned slightly.
Then, as expected, I heard the roar of the Little Demon Ancestor: "What's going on? How come Senior Kyuubi... why did he appear in the ring?"
Obviously, the Little Demon Ancestor did not know about this matter.
Ye Kuanglang, the God of War, sat in front, motionless, with no intention of explaining anything.
The little demon ancestor looked very bad.
The tone was not polite either.
But obviously, in the mind of God of War Ye Kuanglang, his weight is far less than that of Li Mu, so he doesn't bother to explain at all.
boom!
As the blue barrier disappeared in the arena, the Nine-Tailed King and the Black Sun Immortal Lord fought together.
It can be said that these two people are not enemies. In the battle in the Siming Mountains that day, the Black Sun Immortal Lord took action and killed countless demon cultivators. It can be said that the head was full of blood debt. As a member of the demon cultivator, the Nine-tailed King wanted to kill him that day. The Black Sun Immortal Lord sleeps on his skin and eats his flesh. The enemies were extremely jealous when they met today, and they immediately started the most brutal kind of fighting.
The nine fox tails, like nine python dragons, swept and meandered towards Black Sun Immortal Lord and strangled him.
The Black Sun Immortal Lord directly used his magical power, and a black sun was suspended in the void. The sun protected the body with an aura that was indestructible and could firmly resist the fox tail.
"唳——!"
The Nine-Tailed King directly showed his true form, transforming into a giant cyan nine-tailed demon fox, almost occupying the entire arena, using his claws and teeth, in conjunction with his tail, to launch a crazy attack on the Black Sun Immortal.
He opened his mouth and swallowed the black sun directly into his mouth.
"Haha, you evil beast, you are looking for death."
Black Sun Immortal Lord laughed and activated his magical powers.
"ah……"
The Nine-Tailed King's intestines were pierced, and the black sun was stained with blood and shot out from his abdomen.
The huge demon fox's figure shrank rapidly.
In the end, he turned into a human form and stood unsteadily on the ring with a bloody hole in his abdomen. His face turned pale and his breath declined rapidly. He gritted his teeth and looked at the Black Sun Immortal Lord, spitting out a mouthful of black blood. In the end, he did not say a word. , fell directly to the ground and died.
The winner was decided in an incredibly short time.
Li Mu's expression suddenly turned cold.
The most worrying thing happened.
In this third battle, the gods lost.
This means that in the next three extra rounds of the final round, Wu Yue will face the Purple Sword Immortal and the Black Sun Immortal. Any one of these two people - even if he has a broken arm. The Purple Sword Immortal is not something Wu Yue can resist.
Because there is a big difference between them.
Li Mu really couldn't imagine that Wu Yue could still survive.
The anxiety and rage in his heart were about to explode in an instant.
If Wu Yue's appearance in the battle can be explained by coincidence, then the appearance of the Nine-Tailed King made Li Mu deeply understand that this was definitely a conspiracy and calculation by the gods.
Li Mu can be sure that Dongfang Yeren doesn't know about this either.
Otherwise, Dongfang Yeren would explain it at the Taoyuan Conference last time.
Li Mu's eyes fell on the ring.
what to do?
How can we save Wu Yue?
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