1559. One Punch

Po Jun was shocked by the sudden appearance of a figure on the battlefield.

He actually didn't see clearly how this person appeared.

Take a closer look.

He is a young man who looks about twenty years old. He is wearing a white robe. He is masculine and handsome. His cultivation level is not high and he cannot tell much about him. However, he cannot be underestimated because of his ability to instantly enter the battlefield.

"You... Li Mu, how dare you disobey me?"

When he saw it was Li Mu, Tie Rulong became anxious: "Go back, otherwise, military law will be engaged."

He knew that this young man was the city lord's favorite candidate and was of great significance.

It is absolutely impossible to die today.

Otherwise, even if he died in battle today, he would still be unable to atone for his fault.

It’s true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

Li Mu smiled and said: "General Tie, you are tired and need a good rest..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and gave it a gentle push.

Before Tie Rulong could react, he only felt an overwhelming force coming in, and he was already flying towards Ningping City involuntarily. As soon as his back was pressed against the city's formation shield, a strange sound The power wave surged, and the body passed through the shield like a fish passing through water, and landed gently under the east city gate watchtower. He staggered a step and quickly stood firm.

The formation shield was immediately restored to complete.

At the top of the city, everyone, including Tie Rulong and Wang Chuxuan, were stunned.

What method is this?

Tie Rulong is unbelievable.

Even if his own strength has weakened after the two consecutive attacks, he will not be pushed back without any resistance, especially with such a heavy-handed method. It's incredible.

Moreover, what happened to the city protection formation?

It was passed through like a water curtain.

"Sir...sir..."

The others looked at Tie Rulong and didn't know what to say or what to do.

Wang Chuxuan turned his head subconsciously and looked towards the battlefield.

…

"Who are you?"

Po Jun had to look at Li Mu again.

Sending Tie Rulong back to Ningping City in such an understatement, not to mention the methods and magical powers involved, just talking about the magnanimity shown by Li Mu, there is a kind of calmness and excellence that is superior to living beings.

"It's just a small ascendant in Ningping City."

Li Mu raised his hand and said, "Don't you like to compete in strength? In this third round, why don't you and I compete? It's still three strikes, how dare you?"

Po Jun calmed down, smiled, and said: "Haha, it turns out that I am here to take advantage of you. Haha, yes, as long as you can catch my three blows, then..."

"You seem to have made a mistake." Li Mu laughed and interrupted: "I mean, if you come to receive my three strikes, aren't you known as the No. 1 Immortal King in the northwest of the Dao Zun Alliance? Haha, as long as you can Catch my three blows and I'll count you as winning the third round."

"Um?"

Po Jun's expression changed and he sneered: "Arrogant. Take out your weapons."

Li Mu stopped talking.

He raised his hand and slowly exerted his strength, actually intending to strike with his flesh palm.

"Young man who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth."

Po Jun's heart was filled with murderous intent.

At this time, Li Mu had already punched down lightly.

"Off your hand."

The euphorbia drew an arc, as fast as lightning, and sliced ​​towards Li Mu's wrist.

On top of the city.

Countless monks in Ningping City were already subconsciously covering their eyes.

This is too much.

It's like looking for death.

However, in the next moment, Po Jun's expression suddenly changed wildly.

The originally light punch struck down, and the moment it touched the halberd, it was actually an unparalleled force. The tip of the halberd suddenly shook violently, and the indescribable force swept over like a flash flood.

"not good."

With a cry in his heart, Po Jun, who was holding the halberd in one hand, didn't dare to hold on any more, and instantly held the halberd with both hands.

At the same time, the contents in the body were awakened like a sleeping dragon, roaring loudly, turning into majestic power, flowing along the waist and spine, and finally vented out crazily through the arms, rushing towards the euphorbia. go.

Explode with full force.

However, such an explosion was like a raging stream meeting the majestic sea. It was instantly overwhelmed by the torrent of power coming from the tip of the halberd. Immediately, the destructive power ruthlessly followed the waves. The halberd poured into his body, engulfing his entire body in lightning flashes.

All this happened in an instant.

Others can't see anything at all.

But in the next moment, even a fool can understand the outcome of victory or defeat.

Click.

The tip of the euphorbia shattered.

Then, cracks spread along the tip of the halberd and towards the body of the halberd.

Click click click.

A clear and eerie cracking sound sounded.

The halberd was broken.

Pieces of broken metal quickly turned into powder as they fell.

Broken together with the big halberd were Po Jun's arms and... body.

The terrifying fragmentation trend extended along the euphorbia to his body, and it could not be stopped no matter what method was used.

A look of horrified fear appeared on Po Jun's face.

He opened his mouth to speak.

But no sound can be made.

Under the power of Li Mu's punch, the No. 1 Immortal King in the northwest region of the Dao Zun Alliance was as fragile as a piece of vulnerable porcelain. It shattered and split in an instant. His skin cracked like an eggshell and flew away. Under the gaze of countless eyes, it turned into pieces bit by bit, and then into powder.

In full view of the public, Po Jun died suddenly without warning and left this world.

Together with his big halberd, he had killed countless opponents.

Li Mu put his hands away and stood.

"Vulnerable."

He shook his head in disappointment.

The strength of his physical body has always been his greatest reliance.

But this time, Zai Santian once again used Zhenwu Fist. It was just a single move [Thousand Stars Split], and he killed Po Jun, who was known as the No. 1 Immortal King in the northwest region of the Dao Zun Alliance. For Li Mu, it was just a basic move. Just an operation.

Po Jun, the fighting genius that Wang Chuxuan calls him, is really not worthy of his reputation as a fighting madman outside.

But others don’t know so much.

Ninh Binh City.

Tie Rulong, Wang Chuxuan and all the ascendants fell into deep sluggishness.

"This... could I be dazzled?"

Tie Rulong rubbed his eyes vigorously.

The mature and prudent Wang Chuxuan slapped himself hard several times with forehand and backhand.

pain.

It hurts like a burning pain.

it is true.

Not a dream.

I don’t know who suddenly shouted something, and then the entire Ningping City suddenly burst into chaotic cheers. Then the cheers mixed together and turned into an exciting and blood- boiling shout, forming something like Roaring like a spring tide, centering on Ninh Binh City, it wildly vents and radiates out.

What to shout

It doesn't matter anymore.

The important thing is... it's fun!

This punch simply made all the Ascended Ones feel happy to the core of their bones.

The notorious No. 1 Immortal King in the northwest region of the Dao Zun Alliance has killed countless ascendants over the years. He is simply a nightmare, a nightmare, and a bloody memory for countless people in the southeast region of the ascendant camp.

And now, it was shattered by a punch.

Clean and crisp.

The complete opposite to Ningping City was the reaction of the two armies of the Shattering Dao and the Qingsha Dao.

The feeling of watching the general you admire and trust most, split into pieces falling into pieces, is as if a certain place in your heart was suddenly hit hard and unexpectedly, suffocating the soldiers and horses of the Dao of Destruction. Despair again, and then something in the spiritual world was violently and roughly pulled away.

It was the feeling of a broken faith.

For the strong men and soldiers who love to kill, it is a horror movie-like horror.

One punch makes a fairy king.

What kind of cultivation is this?

What state is this?

What kind of combat power is this?

Just thinking about it makes my head throb and hurt.

But such people are now their own enemies.

A flash of fierceness flashed deep in Jiyue's eyes.

She knew Po Jun's strength very well, and she was definitely no match for him if he faced him head-on.

However, in the face of a tough situation, he was beaten to pieces by this ascendant boy who suddenly appeared.

Who is this young man?

In the camp of Ascended Ones, there are people with such cultivation and combat strength. They are not unknown people. Why hasn't she heard of them?

The next battle...

It's a bit troublesome.

Just when she was hesitant, Li Mu spoke again.

"There are only two games left, who will fight me?"

Li Mu looked at the two armies.

Wherever their eyes came from, the two immortals lowered their heads one after another, unwilling to look at each other.

"Hahaha, there are three million Dao Zun Immortals, and they have to lower their eyebrows when they see me... No one dares to fight?"

Li Mu looked up to the sky and laughed.

The laughter was so inspiring that the iron guards in Ningping City were also excited.

Once upon a time, in such a battle, the ascended ones could be so outstanding and elegant, suppressing thousands of armies by themselves?

"Since no one dares to fight, I have no choice but to kill him."

Li Mu said calmly: "The master of the Dao of Destruction will be vulnerable. I wonder what will happen to the master of the Dao of Love and Killing?"

He looked at Jiyue.

Jiyue's expression changed slightly.

Being directly named, she suddenly had to fight.

If you back down, you will become a laughing stock for three days.

"Hehehe, little brother, you are so majestic."

Jiyue moved her lotus steps gently, stepping on the void. The red water chestnuts behind her were like wings, magnificent. On her beautiful face, there was a charm and smile like a peach blossom, and she said: "Fight, kill, kill, How boring. Why don’t you teach me how to be a happy...man? What do you think? Hehehe!"

Between the words, the air seemed to be filled with pink breath.

Many people suddenly became short of breath.

The Master of Qingshu Dao specializes in the secret art of lust. As a successful general, an expression or a word can stir up the opponent's mind, making them fall into an illusion without knowing it and unable to extricate themselves. There are even those with terrifying magical powers. You can even unknowingly make your opponent completely obsessed with your charm and obey your words without hesitation, even if it means to deceive your master and destroy your ancestor.