A knight army of about 100 people blocked the way of Li Mu and others.

"Stupid Orientals, stop your humble steps. ”

A bearded man riding a tall reindeer, wearing chain mail and an armor-piercing aper sword in his hand, looks like a medieval knight, with a burly figure and quite a visual impact.

Li Mu has read the information, and the Western cultivation world is now mainly divided into two factions: the old and the new.

Most of the new factions are cultivators of the new generation, as well as various supernatural beings who appear with the revival of aura, perfectly integrated into the life of modern technology and society, and will use thermal weapons to improve their combat power.

The old school is an ancient lineage, such as the Holy See, ascetics, monks, monasteries, etc., which still adhere to the ancient way of life and warfare.

The reindeer rider in front of him is obviously old-school.

"Now get off the back of this white bull and kiss my boots, or you will taste the wrath of the [Knights of the Sark] today. ”

The reindeer rider said in a tone full of pride and contempt.

"Kill them all. ”

Li Mudao.

The Dragon King and Yuan Roar shot at the same time.

But it took five or six minutes, and it was bloody.

The so-called [Sark Knights] were completely destroyed.

The king of the yak stepped on the blood.

Along the way, he encountered several groups of Western cultivation forces, all of whom were full of arrogance and contempt without exception, and said that they wanted to kill Li Mu and others, and the final result was that they were killed without exception.

Li Mu and the others came with a vengeful rage.

Just by what the West has done in raiding Shaanxi Province, they have been very restrained.

At least there is no indiscriminate killing of innocent civilians.

After about half a day, the king of yaks set out a bloody road and finally reached the mountain road of the Alps.

In the era of great recovery, this prestigious mountain range in Europe has indeed 'grown' again.

The peaks rise high into the sky.

Large white clouds and mist shrouded the deepest peaks, as if in the depths of the clouds, the legendary kingdom of heaven was hidden.

Temple of Heaven.

The largest cult place for cultivators in Europe is located on the highest peak, Mont Blanc.

Once its height was 4800 meters.

And now, I'm afraid it's been 10,000 meters.

At the foot of the mountain, tens of thousands of Western monks from various countries have gathered.

There is also a well-armed mercenary army, which has set up the most powerful thermal weapons positions in Europe.

More than sixty percent of the elites of the cultivation world in the entire European world are concentrated here.

The eyes they looked at Li Mu and the others were full of hatred.

The killings along the way of this advance team of the Eastern Expedition shocked the West.

Li Mu slowly stood up from the back of the yak king.

He looked at the ocean-like camp of Western cultivators at the foot of the mountain, and a trace of chill passed through his eyes.

The figure floated slowly.

to a height of 100 meters.

Then, reach out and grab it in the void.

The sky was full of luck rolling, and the vast white cloud fairy mist shrouded the Alpine Bailang Peak, like a long whale sucking water, frantically converged towards Li Mu's palm, turning into a hundred-meter-long silver long knife.

Condensation is a knife.

Li Mu didn't say a word.

He raised one hand, lifted it above his head, and slashed it down.

The whole sky, the whole world, seemed to be split in two under the blade of this knife.

The tumbling waves of qi suddenly parted.

The shock and fear on the faces of the Western monks in the distance quickly amplified at this moment, and then froze.

The earth cracked.

This knife directly cut a crack hundreds of meters long in the ground, splitting the foothills of the mountain and cutting off the European sacred mountain from the middle.

The overflowing sword qi fluctuated, as if the scorching waves of the sun were rolling, rushing towards the crowd, instantly annihilating the nearly ten thousand Western monks at the foot of the mountain.

Only less than 100 people remained, relying on reaction and cultivation, to avoid the fate of being killed in seconds.

But there are also many serious injuries.

The Alps were cut in two.

It's like a great leyline dragon, splitting in the middle.

I don't know how deep the dark cracks in the ground are, and they crack the mountains and stretch into the distance.

As for that super-elite army of thermal-armed mercenaries?

It had long been turned into ashes under the aftermath of the knife intent, along with the weapon.

This knife shocked the companions of the Eastern Advance Team.

God!

This is a power that only God possesses.

Even many people know that Li Mu has created countless miracles.

But the knife just now has exceeded the limits of their imagination.

This is simply not a realm that a human monk can reach.

Li Mu stood in the air, holding the blade of cloud qi in his hand, and looked at Bai Lang Peak in the farthest distance.

"Aren't you going to challenge me? ”

He spoke.

It's not loud.

But it reverberates between heaven and earth.

Resounding over Europe.

A dragon's roar was heard in the depths of the Alps, on Mont Blanc.

In the sunlight, the silver scales shimmered.

The silver western dragon with a wingspan of more than two hundred meters flew into the sky, and on its back stood this burly figure covered in silver armor, with long red hair like flames, fluttering in the wind.

Behind him, priests and nuns dressed in black monastic robes also soared into the air.

"Li Mu, the Eastern God of War?"

In the hand of the silver-armored man, he was carrying a heavy silver dragon spear more than ten meters long, light as nothing, staring at Li Mu, with a solemn look in his eyes.

He never thought that in this rumor, the strength of the Eastern God of War would be so terrifying, God, this time, it seems that he has kicked the iron plate, and he is going to be in trouble.

Li Mu did not speak.

Casually slashed out with another knife.

This knife is not as earth-shattering as before.

It's just a fluttering stab.

A look of fear suddenly appeared on the face of the silver-armored man, and the dragon spear in his hand trembled violently, holding it with both hands, making a parry posture, and even erupting into an angry roar.

However, nothing happened.

Li Mu just made a false stab.

The dragon knight, known as the [Hand of God], looked frightened.

Li Mu couldn't help but shake his head and sneered.

"Look at your virtue, what qualifications do you have to challenge me?"

He looked disdainful.

"You ......"

Only then did the Silver Dragon Knight react that he had been teased.

was directly shocked by Li Mu's first knife, so he was too nervous, and the other party was just a casual action, which scared him into overreacting.

"Oriental, you have killed us too much along the way......"

The Silver Dragon Knight opened his mouth to say something.

Li Mu raised his hand with a knife.

This knife, but you are no longer a false sword.

Laugh at!

Dragon spears, knights, silver dragons, all froze.

Then it turned into six paragraphs.

Blood spurted.

Falling towards the ground.

Li Mu didn't stop, he killed him directly, slashing left and right, and without using a few knives, he killed all the priests and monks who came behind in the air, leaving no one behind.

In the next moment, he turned into a streamer and rushed towards Peak Blanc.

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