0808. The True Power of Li Mu’s Moves

The strength of the old men will gradually shock the whole world. The old magic stick wants to prove that he can not only cultivate monsters like Li Mu, but also train a group of dying old men into peerless masters. He has come to Ran dozens of times before. All the forces testing outside Dengsi Mountain Village felt a wave of headaches.

Only those who are truly powerful can see that the huge Baoji City, a place where blessings gather, is full of spiritual and blessed places, but the real central area is in the mountain village of Randen Temple on Shaozu Mountain.

Randen Temple is like the center of a large formation, it is the top priority.

This is one of the reasons why so many forces have been secretly testing Randen Temple Village during this period of time.

Rumor has it that Li Mu, the Eastern God of War, also came from this small place.

However, dozens of extremely tough old men blocked the way of all the major forces.

In the entire Baoji City, only Jintai Temple, located in the northwest and built on the mountain, can barely compare with the geographical location of Randeng Temple. This temple takes up a corner of Baoji City, just like the yin and yang fish. The two fish eyes are the same, facing each other far away.

For the past few days, neither the Randen Temple nor the Jintai Temple has been peaceful.

The old men beat away the previous group of people, and habitually squatted on the field ridge, smoking dry cigarettes in the sunset.

On the mountain road in the distance, a young man riding a white tiger came slowly.

The white tiger's fur is snow-white, and its horse is extraordinary. Its heavy soles step on the ground, making no sound and leaving no trace. When walking, it seems to be stepping on the void, stepping on grass tips, stepping on branches, stepping on wheat germ, stepping on onion leaves, The huge body is obviously very heavy, but it seems to be weightless, and the grass-top branches, malt and onion leaves do not bend at all.

The young man on the back is wearing blood-red leather armor, and carrying a thick broad knife wider than his body. The blade is also blood-red, mixed with mottled black spots. At first glance, you can see that there is a trace of silk. Wisps of evil spirit, like threads of blood, spread out from the broad sword.

"again."

"It seems a little stronger this time."

"We may not be able to defeat it."

"What should we do?"

"What else can be done?"

Several old men squatted on the field ridge and whispered.

The white tiger passed in front of them, and no one jumped out to stop him. The majesty he had before was carefully restrained, as if they were really old farmers in the fields and ignored them.

Bai Hu walked a few steps and suddenly stopped.

"Fellow elders, how can I get to Randeng Temple?"

The young man on the back of the white tiger has long black hair, a black headband, and eyes as dark as ink. He is a very handsome young man. But when he speaks, his teeth are white but sharp like saw teeth. It is weird and evil, giving people a chilling feeling. .

"Right over there."

"That's right, follow this road, turn left in front, go under an old locust tree, turn right, and then keep walking, pass the plaque of the young ancestor's legacy, go up the steps, and there is the end of the steps."

The old men were very enthusiastic and hospitable, and they rushed to give their addresses clearly.

The young man looked at these old people and grinned: "Thank you."

Then he rode away on the white tiger.

A dozen old men, laughing and gloating on their faces, watched Bai Hu leave.

"I suddenly remembered the dog that Muwa'er raised back then." Lao Zhang smashed the cigarette pot on his head and said: "Back then, what was that ha...ha? He was also the king of dogs. If he met This white tiger might be able to fight."

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A palm came out from the void and crushed the red light of destruction inch by inch.

This is a very white and soft palm, as if carved from white jade. Every curve and every inch has a natural beauty. One can't help but admire it at a glance. If it is like this What a happy thing it would be to be held by a beautiful hand.

But just such a soft and beautiful little hand directly blocked Wang Shiwu's unstoppable red light.

Not only did it block it, it also crushed it.

"What?"

The dead man's face is mysterious. The white man's facial expression is stiff, but there is a hint of shock in his pupils.

Wang Shiwu also subconsciously opened his eyes and saw a thin young man, slightly shorter than himself, standing in front of him and saving him.

Only the back of the young man can be seen from behind.

She is wearing a white gown, the dress of the ancients, her hair is dark and shiny, and every strand of hair seems to be shining with a bright luster. The dress is very simple and simple, the gown is a little loose, but it has an unknown powerful aura.

"Watch carefully. Li Mu teaches you how to use the sword skills."

The mysterious young man spoke, his voice clear and crisp, like two pieces of fine jade gently hitting each other.

The words have not yet finished.

The broken sword in Wang Shiwu's hand flew into the young man's hand.

He slashed out with his sword.

It was the [Sword Qi] technique that Wang Shiwu used before.

A ray of silver sword light hesitated on the broken sword, and then shot out instantly.

The power fluctuations are exactly the same as Wang Shiwu's, but the subtlety is many times better. The sword energy flows smoothly and is natural. Just a wisp of sword light shoots out. The mysterious white man with a dead face opposite has only time to show a hint of shock in his eyes. Color, with a bang, the whole person exploded into a ball of blood mist, not even the bones and residue were left...

"this……"

Wang Shiwu was shocked.

What a terrifying power.

Same sword moves, same energy, different power.

In one stroke of the sword, the invincible enemy in his heart was wiped out.

"Who are you...your Excellency? Why do you know the sword skills taught to me by Brother Mu?" Wang Shiwu swallowed his saliva and asked in surprise.

"Look carefully, this is the second move."

The young man in white shirt said again.

This time, the broken sword in his hand was surrounded by silver light, and layers of radiance flickered.

Ahead, red lights flowed, converging into a figure, transforming between reality and reality, and the voice was full of violence: "I didn't expect that there is a master like you hidden here, which surprises me, but I am a god and cannot be killed. You What can you do to me..."

The words have not yet finished.

The young man in the white shirt flashed and stabbed out with a broken sword.

"Jiangang."

This is another sword skill taught to Wang Shiwu by Li Mu.

With a flash of light, the newly condensed red figure was cut into two pieces directly from the top of the head to the crotch like a cake cut with a sharp knife. The power of the sword exploded, and the two figures were directly hit by the burst of Gang Qi. , exploded into nothingness.

Wang Shiwu was dumbfounded.

It's still the same moves, the same secrets, and the same energy fluctuations.

But from the hands of this young man in white shirt, the power of Jian Gang was simply explosive.

"You...who are you?"

he said shakily.

The young man turned around.

An extremely handsome face.

Deja vu.

Wang Shiwu only felt a flash of lightning passing through his mind.

This was an unfamiliar face, but for some reason, the moment he saw the other person's eyes, his heart beat wildly, as if something deep in his blood was being detonated bit by bit, and his heart Beating violently.

"You...you are..." Wang Shiwu was a little incoherent, and even he didn't know why.

The young man in white shirt looked at Wang Shiwu, and there were waves flickering in his eyes that were originally like the vast stars.

Suddenly, Wang Shiwu saw wisps of red light flashing behind the young man in white, filled with demonic aura, turning into a ferocious shadow, charging towards him with teeth and claws. The strange white man was not completely dead.

"Be careful." Wang Shiwu warned in a shocked voice.

The young man in the white shirt seemed to have predicted it. Without looking back, he grabbed it with his backhand. The sword light flowed from his fingertips, turning into a strange sword talisman. It was like a snare, and he directly drew the red devilish energy and red light into the net. In it, it then shrank and fell into his palm.

The red demonic energy turned into a red figure the size of an egg, struggling and jumping in the palm of the young man in white shirt.

"Ah, who are you? Are you also a god?"

The little red figure jumped and screamed in terror, the sound piercing.

"God?" A trace of sarcasm appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth in white clothes: "You have such little skills and you dare to call yourself a god? You are really a frog in the well." He opened his mouth and blew, and a wisp of sword wind circulated, blowing the little red People are blown away directly.

This time, it was a complete death.

At the same time, tens of thousands of miles away, in the secret room of the North American LTTE base, a thousand-year-old ebony statue exploded with a snap and turned into pieces. Amidst the screams, there were wisps of wood between the pieces. Dark red blood stains emerged from the wood, exuding a pungent stench.

After the young man in white shirt finished all this, he looked at Wang Shiwu, his eyes seemed to have traveled through countless time and space. Wang Shiwu's heart was a little hairy when he looked at it. He suddenly smiled slightly, opened his palms, and revealed five green pills with a faint fragrance, saying : "You, your wife, your daughter, your parents, one for each."

Pill?

It looks extremely good.

Wang Shiwu subconsciously took it over and said doubtfully: "Thank you so much, hero, for saving my life. Such a great kindness is unforgettable. I wonder if you can tell me your name, hero? I..."

The young man in white shirt smiled and said: "I am here because I was entrusted by someone. I have a friend named Wang Shiyu who asked me to save you."

"What?" Wang Shiwu was shocked when he heard this, and his eyes exuded unprecedented light and excitement: "Shiyu? You... do you know my sister? She... where is she now? Has she ended her retreat? She has been in seclusion since. Has the fairy world returned? Why doesn’t she come and see us in person?”

A barrage of questions.

The young man in white shirt had a complicated expression on his face and said: "She still has some things that she can't get out of, so she has no choice but to let me come."

Still have to wait?

"What else is more important than her parents?" Wang Shiwu couldn't control himself and said loudly: "Back then, if it hadn't been for Brother Mu, her parents would have passed away, and she would have left a lifetime of regrets... If this continues, her parents will still have How long can it last?”

"You have to believe her." The young man in white shirt sighed: "The journey she takes in the long galaxy and the vast universe is the most difficult and full of thorns. Even the person she likes the most cannot understand her... Remember , no matter what, she is your biological sister, and everything she does now is for you."

After saying that, the young man in white shirt turned around.

Wang Shiwu became anxious and said, "Then...is she safe?"

The young man in white shirt paused slightly and said, "Safe, she will take care of herself."

Wang Shiwu said: "Please tell her that we all miss her. No matter what happens, we will stand by her side, and Brother Mu will always support him..."

The young man in white shirt did not look back, nodded and said, "I will tell her."

Wang Shiwu had countless emotions in his heart and didn't know how to express them.

"By the way, what is the hero's name? Can you tell me?" Wang Shiwu asked again.

The figure of the young man in white shirt flashed and disappeared into the distant sky like a ray of light.

"Wang Yanyi."

came the final voice.

Wang Yanyi?

Also named Wang?

Wang Shiwu remained silent.

at the same time.

Li Mu finally arrived in Baoji City.

He passed by the Fulongwan Reservoir and looked surprised when he saw the huge fruit trees whose canopy almost covered the entire reservoir.

"There's something wrong with this fruit tree..."

He stopped.