The Divine Martial Stars

Chapter 995 What Kind of Swordsmanship Is This?

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Although Liuyun Wuxin did not go shopping with Li Mu, he was still on full alert and vaguely knew Li Mu’s whereabouts. Therefore, he immediately knew what had happened on Ghost Street and hurried over.

“Chief.” He came to Li Mu and said, “He is not qualified to fight against you. Let me kill him.” He was qualified to say those words as a great expert in the Way Sage Realm.

Li Mu shook his head and said, “It’s not easy for me to encounter something interesting. I’ll deal with him myself.”

“Chief, are you using a broadsword or a sword this time?” Liuyun Wuxin asked.

Li Mu asked, “Is today odd-numbered or even-numbered?”

“The 9th of November, odd-numbered.” Liuyun Wuxin was stunned.

Li Mu said, “Since it’s odd-numbered, I’ll use the sword.”

Liuyun Wuxin thought to himself, “There has never been such a rule before. Is this a new rule set by my Chief?” He decided to remember the rule. Then he untied the sword box on his back and held it up with both hands.

Li Mu patted the sword case.

A wisp of bright and sharp white light poured out of the sword box like the water in the Heavenly River.

Holding the divine sword Ice and Snow in his hand, Li Mu smiled slightly and strode into the No. 1 duel zone of the eastern region. His movements and expression were indescribably natural and unrestrained, which made many people around who had gloated and watched the fun suddenly change their faces slightly.

“This kind of bearing… Is this fair and delicate young man also a great master?

“No, the fluctuation of his aura is only at the peak of the King Realm and hasn’t reached the Deity Realm yet. If he has hidden his aura, why didn’t he hide it completely?”

“Divine sword Ice and Snow doesn’t kill an unknown person.” Li Mu held the divine sword upside down and looked at the linen-robed practitioner opposite him in high spirits. He said, “Tell me your name.”

“I’m Ning Wushuang, the elder of the Divine Sect Linen. Little guy, you’re good at putting on airs.” The practitioner in the linen robe sneered and said, “Brat, the sword in your hand is not bad. Tell me your name. After I kill you, I’ll know from whom I have taken this divine sword.”

In the underground city of the Constellation Demon Mountain, the Divine Sect Linen was extremely influential. It was one of the four sects under the Dragon King Society. Therefore, Ning Wushuang was domineering.

Li Mu withdrew his smile and said, “Only those who can withstand my first sword strike are qualified to know my name.”

After that, he took a step forward and stabbed straight with his sword.

This was the starting gesture of the Cloud Piercing Six of the Whitehair Swordsmanship. The sword went straight to the center of the other party. It looked ordinary at first glance.

“Ha… I really have no interest in such a sword move. Look at me.” Ning Wushuang, the linen-robed practitioner, laughed out loud. He put his palm on the handle of the broadsword on his waist, his eyes full of contempt.

But the next moment, with a swoosh, a sword light flashed.

Li Mu, together with his sword, turned into a flash of sword light.

Their figures crisscrossed.

Ning Wushuang subconsciously covered his neck with his left hand and made a strange sound like a pig being pierced through the neck. Then a blood sword burst out from his neck. He fell on his back.

Thump!

The corpse fell to the ground, the legs twitching slightly.

But everyone could see that the elder of the Divine Sect Linen had died.

“You couldn’t even resist one blow from me. You were courting death. Alas! Why bothered?” Li Mu shook his head and flicked the divine sword Ice and Snow gently. A drop of blood fell from the tip of the sword. He looked at the fat man and the others outside and said, “Who is the next?”

At this time, many people looked at Li Mu in a different way.

Before the battle just now, Li Mu was regarded as a spoiled outsider who had a limited horizon. At this time, he with a divine sword in his hand was full of murderous intent. He was not the kind of weakling that others could kill at will as they had imagined.

However, this was not enough.

It wasn’t enough to intimidate the demons in the underground city of the Constellation Demon Mountain with such strength.

“I’ll deal with him.” A middle-aged practitioner holding a sword in his arms beside the fat man smiled faintly and said, “Ning Wushuang underestimated the enemy and courted death. Your honor, please let me, Wind Roar Sword Hu Zhi, deal with him.”

The fat man nodded and said, “I can rest assured if Mr. Hu takes action.”

The middle-aged practitioner smiled arrogantly and walked into the No. 1 duel zone. He walked to Li Mu step by step and said, “Your swordsmanship is good, but it’s still not as good as mine.”

Swoosh!

The next moment, a sword light flashed.

The middle-aged practitioner’s body stiffened. Before he could pull out his sword, a red dot appeared between his eyebrows, and a drop of blood oozed out. Then, with a plop, he fell to the ground. The power and fluctuation of his life quickly dissipated like sand sculptures in the wind.

“Alas! You were so weak. Why did you put on airs in front of me?”

Li Mu flicked the long sword again.

Another drop of blood flew out from the divine sword.

“Next.”

He looked at the fat man and the others with a smile.

His gentle and bright smile was full of provocation and ridicule.

“What kind of swordsmanship is that?”

“I didn’t see it clearly. With just a flash of sword light, he died.”

“He has such a swordsmanship. Why have I never heard of him in the Human Clan?”

“He’s a tough nut to crack.”

“Interesting. Is he peerless?”

The onlookers thought that they would see him slaughtered. However, the young man was not weak and had killed two practitioners. This was too interesting.

Besides the fat man, the experts of the Not Missing Home House and the people who had cheered for the fat man suddenly looked serious and angry. They had met a tough opponent, but they could not retreat. If they retreated here, they would not be able to stay in the underground city of the Constellation Demon Mountain.

A vicious smile appeared on the fat man’s face. He licked his lips, took off his robe, and said, “I’m a little interested. Ha… I haven’t fought for more than a year. I’ll have a try.”

He flexed his muscles, clenched his fists, and walked into the No. 1 duel zone step by step. He showed his ferocious fangs like a terrifying beast that had woken up from its lazy state.

“As I said, little guy, you were in trouble.” The fat man made a low thundering sound and said, “But now, you’re in big trouble. I’m going to crush all your bones little by little and trample you into meat paste little by little. I want…”

“You want to go to hell.”

Li Mu thrust his sword forward.

He hated the people who showed off in front of him the most.

“Humph.” The fat man raised his hand lightly and directly blocked the sword with his bare hand. At this time, his entire right hand had turned into a strange metal color. he said, “Your sword can’t hurt me. I…”

Before the fat man finished his words, Li Mu had already withdrawn his sword.

Then he thrust it forward again.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The sword light burst out, and the dense sounds of metal colliding vibrated in the air.

Li Mu’s figure seemed to have turned into a beam of divine light that was difficult to capture with the naked eye. The light swirled around the fat man, and his whole body turned into a strange metal color. The tip of the sword pierced him, causing clusters of dazzling sparks.

The round of battle lasted for tens of seconds.

Suddenly, all the sounds disappeared.

Li Mu drew back his sword and retreated.

The fat man stood still and said, “Boy, is that all strength? Ha… Your sword is too blunt to hurt me. Next, it’s my turn to attack. You…”

Before the fat man finished his words, his calm expression suddenly changed. His face blushed. Then he suddenly raised his head and looked at Li Mu in disbelief as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight. “What kind of swordsmanship is this?”

Li Mu didn’t even look at him. Instead, he looked at the others outside the duel zone and asked, “Who’s the next?”

When everyone was puzzled, they heard a series of crackling sounds in the fat man’s body. Then blood mists constantly burst out from his body like a leaking gourd. Wisps of dense blood spurted out from different parts of his body.

In the blink of an eye, all the blood in the fat demon’s body flowed out, and he slowly collapsed and died.

The Immortal Body of Gold King had been broken!

The fat man was one of the heads of the Not Missing Home House. He ran amok with the Immortal Body of Gold King, a divine-level physical training technique. In the arena of the eastern region, he had met many opponents who were even stronger than him, but they had all been exhausted to death. Unexpectedly, today, a white-skinned and delicate young man, who was not as strong as him, broke his technique. He died without noticing it in tens of seconds. This was a big event.

One of the magnates in the underground city of Constellation Demon Mountain was dead.

It was foreseeable that today’s battle would become a topic of discussion for many people in the following period of time.

After a long silence, the onlookers were in an uproar.

Many people were wiping their eyes.

“What kind of swordsmanship is that?

“How could he break the divine-level body refining technique so easily?

“Could it be an emperor-level technique?”

Many people looked at Li Mu with different eyes at once. His cultivation level was far lower than that of the fat man, but he broke through the Immortal Body of Gold King that the fat man had cultivated for hundreds of years. This showed that the white-skinned and delicate young man definitely had swordsmanship close to an emperor’s technique.

However, how could a young man master an emperor’s swordsmanship so easily?

These years, there were not many people in the world mastering an emperor’s swordsmanship. There was only one place having such people. That was the Brotherhood of Swords. However, just a few of the Sword Whizzes of the Brotherhood of Swords had inherited such swordsmanship. The man was so young. Could it be that he was the future leader of the Brotherhood of Swords?

Li Mu suddenly became terrifying in the eyes of the people around him.

The underground city of the Constellation Demon Mountain was known as a lawless place. Crazy Dragon Roaring, the leader of the Dragon King Society was also a tough guy. However, when they faced the bad-tempered Sword Whizzes of the Brotherhood of Swords, they had to be polite. The Sword Savant of the Brotherhood of Swords was a Crazy Wu not inferior to Crazy Dragon Roaring. It was said that in the past month, he suddenly visited the major sects and some chess masters in the world and forced them to play chess with him. However, the well-known poor chess player in the world was invincible. Many people had suffered a lot. The Sword Whiz played chess instead of practicing the sword. Only the Sword Savant could do such a thing.

Outside the duel zone, the faces of those who were pointed at by Li Mu’s sword tip suddenly turned pale.

“Come in quickly,” Li Mu said with a faint smile. “Didn’t you want to challenge me?”

These demons, who had competed with Li Mu for the women before, showed an embarrassed smile and apologized to him one by one. They indicated that they were just passing by to watch the fun and did not come to challenge him.

Li Mu looked at the small leader who had urged him to come to the eastern region before and said, “Really?”

At this time, the man didn’t dare to be disrespectful. He nodded and bowed like a dog with a broken spine and was about to say something.

“You’d better think it through before you speak,” Li Mu said. “The rules of the underground city are not allowed to be broken. If you show favoritism, ha…”

The small leader immediately stood up straight and said bluntly, “Okay. All these reckless bastards have issued the challenge to you, Young Master.”