Chapter 541 Massacre in Bloom
âTell me the truth, who are you on earth?â Ding Yi never knew that he would be impersonated one day.
âI am truly Duan Shuiliu, the future leader of the Fate-defying Sect,â Li Mu said cheekily.
As he had pretended to be the future leader of the Fate-defying Sect in front of Ye Wuhen, he might as well stick to it to the end. Anyway, Li Mu was practically a member of the Devil Cult.
Feeling quite speechless, Ding Yi remarked, âThen who am I?â
âYou areâŠâ Suddenly, inspiration flashed through Li Muâs mind, and he was stunned in an instant. With eyes widened in shock, Li Mu uttered, âBrother Ding, are you⊠Are you the future leader of the Fate-defying Sect?â
Ding Yi helplessly snorted. âWhat do you think?â
Li Mu was suddenly a little dumbstruck.
âI accidentally impersonated the man who is right in front of me?â
âHee-hee, in fact, Iâm also a member of the Divine Sect, but I havenât entered White Emperor City yet,â Li Mu immediately altered his answer.
âHow best to explain this?â
âItâs definitely not the right time to talk about Earth stuff.â
Ding Yi became even more speechless.
âHumph, no matter who you are, youâre still the evil remnants of the Devil Cult. Today, neither of you can leave at your will. Iâll make you suffer from a fate worse than death!â growled Qu Xuening, who had been supported by Qu Yi, Lord of Cold River City, and was now under the heavy protection of the first-class experts of Cold River City.
His legs that had been chopped off were already put back. When oneâs strength reached the Sage Realm, it wouldnât be too difficult to replant his broken limbs. As long as his blood essence and qi were strong enough, the broken limbs could even regenerate.
With the help of Li Mu, Ding Yiâs internal injury was rapidly healing.
He looked at Li Mu and said, âForget it, I wonât ask you about your identity. Now we are even, why donât we join hands and make them bleed like hell?â
Li Mu replied, âIâll do the killing, and youâll just wait and watch.â
Then, the two of them laughed out loud.
âHumph, you really have no idea whatâs gonna happen to you,â Qu Xuening snorted out of anger and humiliation. âNow, the entire Mount Shu is under a tight dragnet. The nine forces have been making preparations for a long time. All the people in the Devil Cult will definitely be killed. Now, the two of you are already in a heavy encirclement, but you still believe you can make waves here by yourselves? You really donât know the meaning of death!â
Ding Yi said, âHe is really noisy.â
Li Mu nodded and said, âYes, heâs just a dumb clown.â
Ding Yi said, âWhy such an idiot who has no real strength but a good background possesses such a strong sense of superiority? Doesnât he have any self-knowledge at all?â
Li Mu chuckled and said, âYouâve said that he is an idiot. How can an idiot have any self-knowledge?â
âThatâs true,â Ding Yi replied.
The two of them echoed each otherâs words with great tacit understanding.
At a distance, Qu Xuening was almost annoyed to death.
He was the young lord of Cold River City. He always thought that he was smarter than others and had incomparable wisdom, and his fame and status he now had were gained by his intelligence and hard work. He had always looked down on those boorish men who only knew how to fight and kill. When had Qu Xuening ever been humiliated and ridiculed like this?
âKill them! Kill them for me!â
Qu Xuening let out a hysterical roar, almost losing control of his wrath.
However, at this time, Li Mu already made his move.
The broadsword light in his hand was flashing like lightning. It suddenly swirled like the Milky Way, and it turned into a waterfall that dived from the highest heaven.
Streaks of flickering broadsword light overlaid, directly dashing at the exerts of Cold River City and the West Sea Sword Sect around. Next, weapons were broken, and the sound of limbs breaking filled the air. Blood splattered everywhere. In an instant, countless people were killed by the broadsword light.
âHow dare you, bastard!â
âSon of a b*tch!â
Tan Rushuang, the Top Sword of West Sea, and Qu Yi, Lord of Cold River City, were both furious.
They never knew that Li Mu really took action as he said. What was more, he didnât challenge the pair of them but attacked others. By the time the two supreme experts on the Bitter Star blocked Li Muâs broadsword light, the two sects had already lost more than 30 or 40 members, all of whom were top-class elites that took the sects dozens of years to cultivate.
They had suffered heavy losses.
âCome, my sword!â
Tan Rushuang, the Top Sword of West Sea, let out a snarl, then he closed his fingers in the void space backhanded. Next, a strange long sword appeared in his hand.
This sword was wrapped in ripples of brilliance, and its blade was extremely thin, as though it was invisible. It was precisely the Sea Shadow Sword, the most precious treasure of the West Sea Sword Sect, which was the best of the Taoist Treasures.
âLittle bastard, go to hell!â
The lord of Cold River City cast the Cold Riverâs Heaven Lockdown Palm-hitting, making palm prints fly all over the sky. In particular, the skin of his palms was shimmering with pale blue light, for he had already put on the âCold River Glovesâ, the most precious treasure in Cold River City. With the support of the gloves, the power of the palm prints was more than three or four times stronger than before.
The two supreme masters on the Bitter Star had already identified Li Mu as an opponent at their same level, so they would no longer reserve any of their power.
However, Li Mu did not intend to fight the hard way this time.
Roaring with laughter, he darted here and there like a ghost, constantly making his way to the groups of disciples and elders of the two factions. Flowers of blood blossomed. The broadsword light was merciless, incessantly taking lives.
The two supreme masters on the Bitter Star were utterly flustered, but they were at a loss for what to do.
âAttack Ding Yi! Kill Ding Yi!â Qu Xuening roared from aside.
Ding Yi was seriously injured, so he was far less strong than Li Muâs at the moment. This was a weak point, which could force Li Mu to have a face-to-face fight.
Tan Rushuangâs and Qu Yiâs eyes lit up at the same time.
But how could Li Mu give them the chance?
With the speedy Somersault Cloud, Li Mu approached Qu Xuening almost as soon as Qu Xueningâs voice was heard. He had killed other members of the two sects just to make them panic. Li Muâs target, however, was actually the heavily protected Qu Xuening from the first place.
He was a sinister and vicious villain. Li Mu needed to kill him to vent his anger first.
There was a flash of broadswords light.
In an instant, Qu Xueningâs arms were cut off.
Li Mu seized the end of his hair and flew back. In a second, he already landed in front of Ding Yi.
âLet go of Ningâer!â
Qu Yi was horrorstruck and rushed to Li Mu frenetically.
Tan Rushuang also transformed into a beam of sword light and shot to him.
âHaha, good timing!â
Li Mu threw Qu Xuening at Ding Yiâs feet, slammed his broadsword into the ground backhanded, and slightly lowered his center of gravity to take a horse-riding stance, which was exactly the Lifting Pole Style of Zhenwu Boxing.
At the same moment, the Endless Waves Punch was performed. Li Mu launched countless punches.
âBoom!â âBoom!â âBoom!â
Following the movement of Li Muâs right arm, an overwhelming bombardment of fist prints fanned out.
âEr⊠â
âAh!â
Two muffled groans rang out.
Tan Rushuang and Qu Yi had each took a lot of fist prints before being sent flying backward.
The dust gradually settled.
The battle came to a sudden halt.
The smell of blood permeated the air and moans could be heard from all directions.
The two sects had suffered great losses.
As for Tan Rushuang, the Top Sword of West Sea, and Qu Yi, Lord of Cold River City, they were already in a state of shock.
It was not until then that they truly got to know Li Muâs strength. Now, they had a new evaluation of him.
The short battle had made them understand that the mysterious young man in front of them was not any less than them, or even stronger than them. Since 60 years ago, given their status, when had they had to join forces? However, they were forced to cooperate today and were still unable to defeat this mysterious young man.
Could he be an immortal from another world?
The two men were filled with doubts.
âDad, Uncle Tan, help me! Hurry up! Help me!â Qu Xuening held back the pain and yelled.
At this time, the truth of the so-called resourcefulness and wisdom of his had been revealed completely.
He never knew that despite the heavy protection of the top experts of the two major sects as well as his father, the supreme master of Bitter Star, and the head of the West Sea Sword Sect, he still became a captive.
âBah, now you know to beg for mercy?â Ding Yi spat a mouthful of blood on Qu Xueningâs face and laughed. âBrat, werenât you very arrogant a moment ago?â
Qu Xuening raised his head and said with a dark, malicious look, âYou canât get out of Mount Shu if you kill me. The nine sects are all here, and weâve already set a tight dragnet.â
Across the field, Qu Yi, Lord of Cold River City, looked surly. He remarked, âSet Ningâer free, and Iâll let you go.â
Li Mu looked at Ding Yi.
Ding Yi made a contemptuous noise.
The disdain was written all over his face.
Qu Yi knew that the other party was laughing at his own credibility, so he said, âThis time, I swear on the glory of Cold River City that as long as you let Ningâer go, the nine sects definitely wonât hurt you and let you pass. Otherwise, if Ningâer is hurt to any extent, there will be no place for you in the vast world!â
Li Mu and Ding Yi looked at each other.
Ding Yi snickered and said, âThe vastness of the world far exceeds your poor imagination. How could there be a place rejecting me? Whatâs more, since when did Cold River City have glory?â
As he said that, he stamped on Qu Xuening, forcing him to the ground. With two cracks, the bones of his legs were crushed.
âAh, you two bastards, youâŠâ Qu Xuening bellowed and screamed, his eyes filled with hatred.
âYouâŠâ Qu Yi was shocked and furious, but he did not dare to attack Li Mu for fear of injuring his son. He asked, âWell, tell me, whatâs your term? We can negotiate.â
Ding Yi said, âIâve heard about your precious son even in Jianghu before I came to Mount Shu. Well, what a title of the Divine Punch and God Foresight! They say he is one of the best of the young generation of the nine major sects, a hero famous in the entire Jianghu. And other than the Devil Cult, all the people in Jianghu admire him. Yet, everyone knows that he has destroyed and cruelly slaughtered many sects. Some of them got annihilated just because they were one day late for the sacrifice offering due to the traffic. Some were eradicated because their unlucky head had a stunningly beautiful daughter. Some were targeted because they cultivated an outstanding genius that made him jealous⊠In fact, many people are aware of that, but they choose to remain silent or flatter him. After all, Qu Xuening, the Divine Punch and God Foresight, is your son, the young lord of Cold River City.â
With a dark look, Qu Yi said, âDonât waste time on this meaningless digression.â
âYes, in your opinion, itâs meaningless,â Ding Yi sneered.
He treaded on Qu Xueningâs head and said, âThe current Bitter Star has long lost its former vigor. Itâs now just a garbage dump. The decent and reputed are even worse than the wild dogs foraging food in the garbage dump. Youâre simply trash. Youâve contaminated the world and turned the good and evil upside down, making the world a big joke. You say we are the Devil Cult, but your nine sects are the real Devil Cult. Today, my killing your son may not be brought to the level of upholding justice. Anyway, I just want to kill a wicked man.â
After that, he added more force to his feet.
âBang!â
Like a watermelon being stepped on, Qu Xueningâs head burst open.
âThere are too many wicked people in this world,â Ding Yi said with a perfectly calm look, âbut as long as I kill one, there will be one less. And one day, all of them will be eliminated.â