Primordial God

"The black-feathered demon kite in the martial arts realm."

Looking at the big bird flying in the sky, Li Mushen said to himself.

Then he swung the long sword in his hand, and a sword glow transformed from ancient spiritual power shot straight away!

The release of spiritual power is something that only martial masters can display. Unexpectedly, Li Mushen, as a nine-star Wuxuan, can display it. He is indeed a reborn martial artist.

From above the black feathered demon kite, a black glow disappeared in an instant, colliding with Li Mushen's sword glow.

The sword glow dissipated, and the black feathers fell.

The black feather demon kite let out a neigh again, hovering over the Wang family, a pair of enchanting eyes, staring straight at Li Mushen, full of contempt and ridicule.

Li Mushen smiled and untied the cover, and the **** qi that filled the sky rose into the sky, causing the black feathered demon kite to flutter its wings in fright.

On the black feather demon kite, Wang Zifeng was dressed in white, his fingers spread out, and the **** aura of the sky slowly condensed in his palm.

Looking at the young man below, a sneer appeared on the corner of Wang Zifeng's mouth, and he ordered the black feather demon kite to descend and fall into the Wang family.

From Yaoyuan, Wang Zifeng stepped down, followed closely by Yu Long and Yu Feng, two high-level martial artists.

In addition, there was a man in the royal costume who fell from the black feather demon kite.

He looked at Li Mushen, and hurriedly said to Wang Zifeng: "It's him, it's him, killing the head of the family and destroying the Wang family."

Wang Zifeng looked at the Wang family disciple, the **** energy in his hand directly penetrated into his body, instantly fell to the ground and died, and then was swallowed by the black feather demon kite.

Heiyu Yaoyuan looked at Li Mushen coldly, and seemed to be swallowing him in one bite.

"Wang Zifeng, you are here." Li Mu said.

"You destroyed the Wang family?"

Wang Zifeng opened his mouth with innate arrogance in his tone.

Although the Wang family has invested a lot of resources in Wang Zifeng, but for the Wang family, Wang Zifeng does not have much affection, and the only thing he cares about is Wang Lengyue.

The purpose of his Hui people this time was to take Wang Lengyue to the Eastern Desolate Immortal Academy for cultivation.

Li Mushen nodded and clenched the long sword in his hand. Even though Wang Zifeng had not yet risen from the Huangquan Desert, he was still very powerful at this moment, and he was a genius of one in a hundred.

"kill him."

Wang Zifeng did not ask why, let alone the name of Li Mushen, so he ordered Yu Long to go and kill Li Mushen.

Afterwards, he took Yu Feng and slowly walked towards Wang Lengyue.

"Leng Yue, I'm back." Wang Zifeng said softly, "Since he destroyed the Wang family, after killing him, you can go back to the East Desolate Immortal Courtyard with me."

Wang Lengyue burst into tears, hugged Wang Zifeng tightly, and sobbed: "Zifeng, the father is dead, the Wang family is gone, you must kill him! He is a murderous devil!"

On the other side, Yu Long looked at Li Mushen with contempt on his face.

"Wu Xuan?"

Li Mushen nodded.

"Brother Wang actually asked me to kill a Wu Xuan."

Yu Long shook his head helplessly, killing a Wu Xuan was only a little harder than squeezing an ant.

Li Mushen twisted the long sword in his hand, and a ray of sword light reflected on Li Mushen's face, indifferently calm.

"Boy, kill yourself, or you will die miserably."

The long sword was raised, and Li Mu said, "There is so much nonsense, I advise you to use all your strength."

Yu Long snorted coldly, his breath burst out, and the cultivation of the five-star martial artist was clearly revealed.

"Boy, are you afraid? It's too late to commit suicide now."

Li Mushen didn't say a word, he raised his sword and went up.

What Yu Long cultivated was the Eastern Desolation Immortal Academy's ground-level martial arts classic "Bronze Body Art". He trained with a golden bronze bone so powerful that even a full blow from a three-star martial artist would not cause him any damage.

Do you want to hurt yourself with just a touch of iron? Yu Long was disdainful.

The fist contained spiritual power and contained the power of a thousand ounces. When he punched it, he seemed to see Li Mushen being smashed into meat sauce.

But in an instant, Yu Long's pupils shrank suddenly.

Li Mushen's long sword poured into the ancient spiritual power, exuding a frightening cold light, and the sword slashed down, like lightning piercing the dark night sky, and it was fleeting!

"what!"

Yu Long only felt a sharp pain, blood spattered, and a thick arm was directly cut off by Li Mushen's sword.

His arm fell to the ground, Yu Long's face was pale and shocked!

He practiced the "Bronze Body Art", a treasured classic of martial arts on the ground, but his arm was cut off by a sword from a small Wu Xuan?

It's impossible, absolutely impossible!

On the other side, Yu Long's screams caught the attention of Wang Zifeng and the others.

Wang Zifeng frowned and looked at Yu Long, he really didn't expect Yu Long to be cut off by Li Mushen.

"This devil, this devil! He must not die!" Wang Lengyue cursed.

"Senior Brother Wang, I'm going to help my brother."

Yu Feng was a little worried about Yu Long, so she said, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Yu Long.

Although Yu Long has practiced the "Bronze Body Art", and his cultivation has reached a five-star martial artist, but Li Mushen was a Wu Zun in his previous life, possessing ancient spiritual power, and his swordsmanship is even more profound, and he can see Yu Long at a glance. Weakness in his arm, so he was able to cut off his arm with a sword.

When he cut Yulong's arm, Li Mushen didn't stop for a while, his long sword was sharp, and he cut off another sword.

At this moment, Yu Long was terrified and ran away, his face as pale as paper.

Li Mushen caught up, this sword was fierce, murderous, and surging with ancient spiritual power. It gave Yu Long the feeling that it was like a nine-day spirit sword slashed, making him unable to move at all, and watched the sword fall.