0823. Artifact?

"Bold, dare to take action against His Highness Yun Guang."

"court death."

"kill."

On the stone platform around the Sword Forum, many monks suddenly became furious at this moment and took action directly to attack Li Mu.

Obviously, [Saint Yunguang] has a very high status.

"Humph, a bunch of sycophants."

Li Mu drew his sword to fight.

Six or seven powerful men surrounded Li Mu at the same time.

boom!

The Samsara Knife held a shot and a halberd, and he dodged, but he was still hit in the back. Severe pain came, and Li Mu staggered.

Different realms clash in the air.

When the martial arts laws collide, the energy goes wild.

"These people are very strong."

Li Mu was shocked.

The seven or eight people who took action were still stronger than Cain and the direwolf god.

A cultivation level above the realm of kings?

Is this the Emperor's Realm that the old magic stick said?

Li Mu felt the pressure of the stage.

"Hey, you little loach in the mortal world, do you still want to overthrow the world?" A Taoist priest with a horse face wearing a bright yellow robe and three long yellow beards under his chin smiled sinisterly, holding out his hands, a three-inch sharp knife was like a meteor shower. Same, flying towards Li Mu.

Ding ding ding.

Li Mu waved his sword to block.

The light of the sword was like snowflakes, and it blocked all the flying knives.

puff!

A cluster of blood flowers appeared on Li Mu's shoulder.

The blue gun blade, like a poisonous snake, brushed against Li Mu's shoulder and shot towards his neck.

The person holding the gun was a huge figure covered in golden armor, whose face could not be seen.

"roll!"

Li Mu held the tip of the blue spear with his left hand, and with a sudden force, he swung the spear and the golden-armored giant together, dancing like the wind. The other young man with the purple crown who rushed over to counter attack was knocked away together. .

Everyone around them changed their colors.

This Li Mu's physical strength is really tyrannical, almost like a ferocious beast in human form, so overbearing.

But at the same time, Li Mu was hit again in the back.

"puff……"

Li Mu staggered, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, even a piece of divine iron can be smashed into a discus by me, let alone a flesh and blood body like yours." The person holding the long-handled sledgehammer was a divine general with long red hair and bright red armor, with a stern face. With a chilling tone.

Li Mu no longer cared about counterattack.

Because another attack is coming.

His situation is extremely passive.

Because another attack is coming.

This battle can be said to be Li Mu's most dangerous battle since he fought against the Six Ancestors that day. The seven or eight people who besieged him were all in the Shanghuang Realm. They were all higher than him and suppressed their true energy. They surpassed Li Mu, and in terms of moves, combat skills and weapons, as descendants of gods, they were not weak at all.

puff!

A sword tip emerged from Li Mu's left shoulder.

As he shouted, his muscles tensed and snapped.

Ding!

The long sword was broken directly by him, and half of the blade remained on his shoulder.

Backhand punch.

boom!

A woman in red holding a dagger was beaten until she vomited blood and flew backwards.

At the same time, three or four clusters of blood appeared on Li Mu's waist, and he suffered several wounds.

"This can't go on like this..." Immortal Taoist Priest stood up and was about to say something, but was held back by the little Taoist boy next to him.

"Senior brother?" Wu Mie looked at the little Taoist boy.

The little Taoist boy shook his head and said, "Watch."

The immortal Taoist priest said anxiously: "But..."

"Watch." Xiao Daotong repeated.

But there was another unquestionable tone in his tone.

The immortal Taoist priest had no choice but to sit back slowly.

At this time, Li Mu was already covered in blood on the court.

The eight or nine monks who were descendants of gods who besieged him were all injured and their weapons were broken.

They didn't expect that they could not capture Li Mu for so long after joining forces. It was a shame. Although Li Mu was injured, covered in blood, and looked miserable, his blood was as strong as a surging ocean, his strength had not weakened at all, and his fighting spirit was even stronger. powerful.

Saintess Yunguang also looked embarrassed.

"What a bunch of trash. It's been so long and they haven't been able to take down a single mortal."

She looked at the other people next to her and said coldly: "Why are you still standing there?"

The words have not yet finished.

A series of exclamations and screams suddenly sounded in the field.

Changes occurred suddenly in the field.

Just look at the god general in bright red armor holding a long-handled war hammer. The war hammer has been split into two pieces, and one arm has also been chopped off. It cannot be recovered for a while. It has a strange golden luster, like gold powder. It's extremely weird when applied to a wound.

In addition, the golden general holding the gun also lost one of his hands.

The others screamed and backed away, not daring to approach Li Mu.

In the blink of an eye, the situation reversed. Each of the eight or nine people who besieged Li Mu were injured and retreated in horror. They did not dare to compete with Li Mu. In the blink of an eye, two more people were injured. Once injured, they immediately became like ordinary people. The blood flowed profusely, and the physical strength dissipated. Let alone recovery, he actually lost his combat effectiveness very quickly.

what happened?

Everyone looked at it, but they saw that in Li Mu's left hand, he was holding a very strange four-edged long knife. It was pale gold and shimmered with golden light. There were Sanskrit notes flowing between the swings, and it was actually indestructible. , those powerful men in the Emperor Realm, in front of this strange blade, were like clay sculptures, hurt and broken when touched...

"What kind of weapon is that?"

Immortal Taoist priest suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The other monks around the Sword Forum also became excited.

treasure?

Artifact?

Pairs of eyes suddenly focused on the four-edged strange knife in Li Mu's hand.

Saintess Yunguang's always indifferent and perfect face also showed a hint of astonishment.

"kill!"

Li Mu defeated the people who besieged him in the shortest time. He did not waste time to kill them all. Instead, he immediately used somersault cloud to turn into a stream of light. The person was like a dragon and the sword was like a rainbow, and it went straight towards the Holy Girl of Yunguang.

To shoot a man, shoot a horse first; to capture a thief, capture the king first.

This woman is the chief culprit.

As the [Four-edged Wounding Divine Sword] was swung, strange whistling sounds of Sanskrit sounds circulated, and it had an inexplicable power.

He had just hurriedly took out this strange weapon obtained from the North and South Buddhas in the Mogao Grottoes Scenic Area in Dunhuang to fight the enemy. Who knew that in one block and swing, he smashed the sledgehammer into pieces, as if it was a blow? It was like a piece of loose sand.

Li Mu immediately realized that the power of the [Four-edged Divine Sword] was far beyond his imagination.

"Die to me."

Li Mu had a huge murderous intention in his heart, and the strange blade was pointed directly at the Yunguang Saint.

"Haha, stupid."

A piece of petals flowed under Saintess Yunguang's feet and floated. Soon after, it turned into an arc-shaped round shield, blocking it in front of her.

boom!

The buckler shattered instantly.

The power of the [Four-edged Divine Sword] was obviously far beyond her imagination.

"it turns out……"

Her complexion changed slightly, her fingerprints were pointed out, her index finger was as delicate as jade, white and tender, and she pointed at the top of the [Four-Edged Sword of Magic].

boom!

Loud noises circulated.

Li Mu only felt an overwhelming distance coming from him, and his body was so shaken that he flew backwards again.

"Well……"

Saintess Yunguang also groaned.

From the fingertip of his right hand, a drop of golden blood slowly dripped.

There was a look of incredible astonishment on her face.

"how come?"

Saint Yunguang looked at the [Four-edged Wounding Divine Sword] in Li Mu's hand and said, "What kind of weapon is that of yours?"

Li Mu did not speak. The strange blade in his hand was pointed directly at Saint Yunguang. The fierce killing intent burst out like a tangible air current. His silent expression and the direction of the blade in his hand said everything.

"Don't think that you can challenge me with just a piece of junk." Saintess Yunguang smiled lightly, turned her palm downwards, picked up the golden blood dripping on the ground, and blended it into her fingertips, saying: "Today, you are dead."

She slowly floated forward and said: "Poor thing, I personally took action to let you know what it means to be irresistible to the power of God. I will beat your soul to pieces and nail your body to the foot of the Qinling Mountains so that all mortals in this world can I know the consequences of provoking the Immortal Sect."

The flower stamens under the feet are flowing, strands and pieces are dancing.

The other monks around him also retreated, unable to withstand the terrifying pressure emanating from the Holy Lady Yunguang. This woman was already beyond imagination.

Li Mu was also shocked.

Is this the Emperor’s Realm?

Or... above the Emperor Realm?

The pressure this woman brought to him was still greater than that of the ancestors of the six major races.

Are the elites among the descendants of God already so powerful?

It's a pity that with such strong strength, people are unreasonable, like cold-blooded animals, and have great hostility to the mortal world. Was such a person rebellious among the Xuanhuang tribe back then? Or a warrior?

Li Mu's fighting spirit burned.

He still has a trump card in his hand, but there is no need to display all of it for the time being.

What is the upper limit of the power of the [Four-edged Magic Sword]? Li Mu wanted to try it on this woman.

The situation is tense.

A critical moment.

Suddenly, a voice came from the side.

"Buddha Infinite Life, when two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. Since they are both descendants of Xuanhuang, wouldn't it be better to just let it go and turn the conflict into friendship?"

A young Taoist boy who was full of energy actually ignored the auras of the two powerful men and walked slowly into the square.

"Huh? An immortal Taoist from the Chunyang lineage?" Saint Yunguang paused, frowned slightly, and said, "Why, do you want to stand up for this arrogant and humble mortal?"

Xiao Dao Tong Bu Shi smiled slightly and said: "Xiao Dao is willing to make peace. Why don't you two just smile and forget your grudges? We are both heroes in the world. Why do we have to fight and kill each other?"

"Haha, the sword of your Chunyang lineage that suppresses the sect was snatched away by that old fish spirit back then, and now you are speaking for his successor? The Chunyang Patriarch back then was not as tempered as you, right?"

Saint Yunguang sneered.

Li Mu could tell that although this woman was rude in her words, she was actually a little more polite and a little wary when she treated the little Taoist boy than she did the Immortal Taoist priest.

He instantly understood that he had been wrong before.

It turns out that this little Taoist boy named Immortal has a status higher than that of the Immortal Taoist priest.

"Tempers can change." The immortal Taoist boy smiled and said, "The fairy has nothing to do with Li Mu today, so why not just let it go?"

"I can't do anything to him?" Saint Yunguang sneered: "Within three moves, I can make him disappear into ashes."

The Immortal Taoist Boy said: "The Yunguang Temple's [Tian Jing Three Fingers] are unparalleled in the world. They can break stars and are naturally extremely powerful. However, Her Royal Highness the Saint, can you tell the origin of the four-edged sword in Li Mu's hand?" ?”

"It's just a sharp piece of scrap metal, can it stop me?" Saintess Yunguang snorted coldly.

The little Taoist boy smiled slightly: "That's not some sharp scrap metal. I wonder if Your Highness has ever heard of the God-Scarring Knife?"

"Of course I've heard of it. That kind of divine weapon... huh? What do you mean?" Halfway through her words, Holy Lady Yunguang showed a look of shock for the first time on her face: "Is that the Divine Sword in his hand?"