Chapter Twenty-Five: The Power of One Punch

The drums of war rumbled, and from all directions, they sounded like a storm. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The roar that seemed to tear the throat was like thunder exploding in the ears, which was terrifying.

All the heavenly soldiers and generals raised the bronze blades in their hands, the rusted weapons, buzzing and trembling, a little gray and black rust powder, drifting away with the wind, misty, like black clouds covering the remnants of the sky light.

The edge, like the starlight in the night, is constantly flickering, one after another, conveying the message of death from the ancients!

However, what really made Mu Shan and the others desperate was the heavenly soldiers and generals who were densely packed around and obviously had their skeletons left, and at this moment they seemed to be going up retrograde along the river of time, and they kept deriving bloody flesh armor all over their bodies, from toes to cheeks, almost instantly, from a group of eerie and terrifying skeletons to majestic and murderous soldiers.

Mu Shan jumped onto the huge bronze shield controlled by the phoenix, and under the siege of many heavenly soldiers and generals, he galloped towards the bottom of the mountain in a boat.

"Get out of the way!" The evil slash left and right in Mu Shan's hand, every collision between the blade and the heavenly soldier would produce a dazzling spark, and then with a brute force, they all flew out.

Standing on the bronze shield, Lu Bu, who was in charge of the broken back, only felt that he was integrated with the halberd in his hand, chopping and hanging thorns, sticking and hooking locks, and all kinds of wonderful uses of the halberd, flashed in his mind without a teacher, and then used it between his hands.

"Boom ......"

"What's going on?" The shield under his feet shook slightly, and even the heavenly soldiers and generals around him were like standing in a lonely boat, drifting on the turbulent sea, swaying all over their bodies.

"It's Xuanyuan Sword......" The halberd in Lu Bu's hand, like a dragon patrolling the sea, swept away the surrounding heavenly soldiers and generals, and then looked at the giant sword on the top of the mountain, and said, "He's going to escape...... That's right...... I can feel it, it's ...... I'm scared! ”

The red light on Lu Bu's body became more and more intense, surging like fire, setting off his knife-and-axe face, as well as that kind of arrogant eyes, just like the god of war who came from ancient times: "The divine soldier chooses the master, what kind of divine soldier will choose what kind of master, a coward like the Yellow Emperor, how can he have the strongest divine soldier in the world!" ”

As if confirming Lu Bu's remarks, the Xuanyuan sword was like a mountain, gradually rising from the ground, and the tip of the sword formed by the condensation of the stone slowly broke away from the hill and was suspended in the air, buzzing, as if telling something.

Losing the suppression of the Xuanyuan Sword, the hill was like a demon that had climbed from hell to the world, shaking violently, making a sound like a moan, and like a loud laugh.

Black smoke began to billowing out from the top of the hill, pitch black and thick, straight into the sky, and then gradually spread out as if hitting an invisible barrier.

Black smoke billowed and swirled like a tide, and there seemed to be a continuous shouting coming from the sky.

A surging battle intent roaring like a long river filled the entire heaven and earth, making people's blood gush and awe-inspiring.

Mu Shan raised his eyes and saw that where the black smoke passed, the yellow light flickered and flowed, and it was obvious that a huge magic circle was set up in the sky in advance to prevent accidents.

"Xingtian, how can you and other horsemen who only know how to kill understand the meaning of the king's benevolence. How can such a ferocious and murderous person like you understand the ambition of His Majesty the Yellow Emperor! ”

Ahead, a burly figure rose into the air without warning, rushing into the sky with great agility, and rushed towards Mu Shan and the others.

In a dark sky, the yellow light flickered and flowed, reflecting the figure of the steel-cast iron, the zigzag and extending lines, with an indescribable violence and shock.

The evil spirits in Mu Shan's right hand had just slashed a heavenly soldier, the old force was old, and when the new force was not born, that person had already appeared murderously in the sky above his head.

Time seems to have slowed down.

Mu Shan gasped heavily, and his eyes could vaguely see the scar of the man from his forehead to his crotch, as if he was split in half by Xingtian's axe and shield.

Watching through the mirage outside, he didn't realize that there was anything special about Li Mu, but when he was really in it, Mu Shan understood what the majesty of the gods was.

It's just a simple, no fancy punch, which actually gave Mu Shan an illusion of facing Mount Tai's pressure, and his whole body seemed to be firmly imprisoned by something, unable to move.

Suddenly, Mu Shan felt in a trance that his blood began to circulate at an accelerated pace, like a turbulent river, rushing in the blood vessels.

Mu Shan's breathing became more and more rapid, and every muscle and pore in his body seemed to be shaking rhythmically. At the bottom of my heart, an instinct buried deep in the blood, between this breath and breath, I wake up slowly!

Mu Shan's eyes were blood-red, his head was full of white hair, and the five fingers of his left hand were clenched so hard that the joints kept crackling and exploding.

In an instant, Mu Shan's intuition was blank in his mind, and there was only one belief, like a bright light, silently attracting him.

Slaughter!

Crush all the creatures who dare to stand in front of you into powder!

"Ho!" Mu Shan's left arm retracted, muscles bulging, and then erupted violently.

"Bang ......" The fists of the two collided together without any fancy fancy.

The wind centered on the two of them, suddenly lifted, blowing the surrounding generals backwards.

Pei's unstoppable power, from the big fist of Li Mubo, suddenly spread to Mu Shan's whole body, every nerve, every drop of blood, was moaning under this torrent-like power.

Mu Shan's entire left arm bulged back, and he was conceited with his physical strength, and under the heavy punch of Li Mu, the shoulder socket was dislocated, and the whole person flew backwards like an arrow from the string.

"Big Brother ......" Fengxian didn't notice for a while, and was hit in the chest by Mu Shan, only to feel that there was a huge force that was enough to open the mountain and crack the rocks, and the internal organs were stirred up like a river and a sea, and the throat was sweet, blood spurted out like an arrow, and then hit Lu Bu's body, and the three of them fell down in embarrassment.

Li Mu secretly shook his numb and painful right fist, looked indifferently at the three people who fell out, and said: "If you are a human being, it is impossible to block the power of my punch, who are you?" ”

Is this the power of the gods? It's really devastating!

However...... If the power of my bloodline can be awakened, let alone you, even if the eight of you go up together with the Yellow Emperor, I am not afraid of you!

Mu Shan tried hard to move his left arm, but he felt a piercing pain, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and sweat trickled down his face.

However, when out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the other five gods coming from all directions, and his heart suddenly fell into an ice cave.

Am I really going to die here?