The Divine Martial Stars - Chapter 1081

Chapter 1081 extreme shock
The Rock Mushroom Ring was naturally generated, and had the Immortal Dao pressure added to it to withstand the tremendous impact, but at this moment, the tremendous roar and vibration made everyone feel as if the number one ring was going to crumble in the next instant.

Boom!

Amidst the annihilating storm of void fragments, Jiang Xuan’s body flew out backwards, hitting the windy wall of the ring hard and mounting a huge depression.

As for the center of the storm, Li Mu still stood steadily in place, swinging out his arm, his fist transformed into a five-fingered open shape, and then re-clenched his fist, an invisible fleshly power spread out, instantly suppressing the void storm, and the space around him automatically recovered at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

“This is your power?”

Li Mu’s eyes looked out of the corner of his eye as he looked at Jiang Xuan, who was slowly sliding down the windy wall, and shook his head in disappointment.

“A ten-thousand year old corpse at the Quasi-Emperor level, the strength of its flesh is nothing more than that.”

Li Mu was truly disappointed.

The Corpse Race, known for its strong physical combat power, a quasi-imperial level powerhouse with physical cultivation, could not even carry the punch under the outbreak of its own Zhenwu Fist, was it that it was too strong? Or is the opponent too weak?

Two punches in succession, Li Mu did not feel any pressure at all.

Jiang Xuan stood at the edge of the ring, his head slightly lowered, his eyes unseen, but the facial lines around his mouth were blazing.

“Want to see power do you?”

His shoulders, shaking slightly from a low laugh.

Dark red corpse qi, like a restlessly burning flame, wisps and strands, burst out from within Jiang Xuan’s body.

“As you wish.”

He drank low.

In the next instant, in a flash of streaming light, Jiang Xuan had already arrived in front of Li Mu, so fast that it was indescribable, and blasted out with a fist.

Boom!

Right in the middle of Li Mu’s waist and stomach.

Destructive power suddenly erupted out with Jiang Xuan’s fist at the center.

This time, Li Mu didn’t even have the reaction to dodge before he was blasted.

Around the ring, the strongest members of the various clans could not help but gasp in shock.

Even farther away, the various powerhouses throughout the Land of Immortal Ascension who were paying attention to the giant curtain above the Dharma Altar also lost their voices in shock at once.

The cries of alarm echoed uncontrollably through the Land of Ascension like a tsunami that had suddenly erupted.

Li Mu, is he finally going to lose?

Despite the incomparable stunning performance of the first two punches, the gap between the cultivation realms, after all, is too great, when the [Blood Corpse Human Slaughterer] really gets serious, this rising star from the human race, still seems unbeatable ah.

This punch was enough to blow Li Mu right out of the water, right?

The fluctuation of the fist power, the formation of the void storm, obscured all sight, swallowed the figures of the two warring sides, when this misplaced void storm dispersed, the pupils of the eyes of all the strongest, suddenly narrowed and coalesced!

Li Mu, the man who should have been blown away, remained immobile as a mountain.

Jiang Xuan’s fist, indeed, blasted Li Mu’s waist and abdomen, and indeed, it erupted with destructive energies that were like annihilation, but, the effect of this punch was only to shatter the white clothes on Li Mu’s abdomen, not to mention bursting Li Mu, it didn’t even manage to cause him to bend over slightly.

White clothes like snow, short hair like ink.

This man, whose body was straight like a javelin, had a playfully disappointed expression on his face as he looked at Jiang Xuan, who was swinging his fist in front of him.

“This, this is your power?”

Li Mu’s eyes did not hide his disdain.

Jiang Xuan’s expression finally could no longer maintain its calmness.

“You ……” He opened his mouth just to say something.

Li Mu swung out with a direct punch, “That’s power.”

Boom!

Jiang Xuan flew backwards for the third time.

In mid-air, dark red blood floated.

When the body of this Corpse Clan’s speaker, once again, hit the wind wall of Ring 1, the left half of his body, which had already turned into a piece of dark red nothingness, was directly blown up and disappeared.

Now that’s a real blowout.

There was dead silence all around.

Immediately afterward, there were even more surging mountainous and tsunami-like cries of alarm than just a moment ago.

An extremely shocked face, his mind slowly digesting the images he had seen – Jiang Xuan’s absolute power that had erupted was easily endured head-on by Li Mu, and Li Mu’s casual swing of his fist made Jiang Xuan as fragile as a sand sculpture, losing half of his body.

Is that so?

Is that the right understanding?

It can’t be.

Countless brain circuits were frantically processing everything that had just happened.

Can’t understand it and don’t want to believe it.

Because it’s beyond common sense – no, it’s literally beyond truth.

A descendant of the Dao Zun realm had crushed a veteran Paragon Emperor.

A tiny ant that broke a dragon’s leg with its hand?

Something so absurd and unbelievable was actually happening in front of their eyes, not a dream, not a hallucination, but a fact.

Raizo’s face, due to the extreme shock, looked a little twisted.

In Bai Rushan’s eyes, there was beginning to be gravity.

Biyan’s mouth grew wide in surprise, her eyes seeming to weigh some kind of gain or loss.

Wang Shiyu’s smiling face looked like a blooming flower.

Yuan Roar was so excited he was raising his arms and shouting something.

And one other face with a complex expression, either happy or angry.

In the midst of such a misplaced and illusory atmosphere, Jiang Xuan’s figure, sliding down the invisible wind wall slowly slid down onto ring number one, sticking out his tongue and licking the blood from the corners of his mouth, a certain perverted smirk and fiery burning madness flowing from his eyes.

Or to describe it accurately, epilepsy.

Terrifying fluctuations of corpse qi filled out from his body.

In an instant, the shattered bodies reunited.

Unprecedented pressure, centered on Jiang Xuan, crushed towards all sides.

“Good, great …… haha, hey hey hey hey.” Jiang Xuan laughed maniacally with an unusually hideous and twisted voice: “Strong, very strong, really strong, tremblingly strong …… hehehe, but, stupid little guy ah, the stronger you are, when I kill you, the more pain the human race will suffer, is this a chance given to me by the heavens? Hahaha, I thought that the reincarnation immortal ball is only to give me an appetizer, huh, I did not expect, but it is a real meal, simply let people …… excited ah.”

Boom!

The crimson blood light suddenly erupted like a flash flood, completely erupting on his body.

It was a manifestation of corpse qi that was so dense that it was unbelievable.

Countless voices of wailing, hissing, screaming, wailing, begging for mercy, and crying spread out from the corpse gas and blood light, fusing into a kind of demonic sound that seemed to be the most terrifying in the world, completely occupying the entire space within the windy wall of the No. 1 ring.

Under the backdrop rendering of such light and shadow pressure, Jiang Xuan transformed into a true ten thousand year old Corpse King.

“Didn’t you want to see real power?”

When Jiang Xuan slowly raised his head, in his eyes, it was already all blood light, a cold and cruel aura filled the air, as if it was from the Nine Hells and Hells general eerie power blossomed, the whole person as if he was a different person, before that normal human like appearance disappeared.

“As you wish …… Corpse Dao Tong Xuan, Ten Thousand Ghosts Exterminate – Die!”

The roiling blood and light corpse qi, transformed into the appearance of countless grievous souls and severe ghosts, scrambling to be the first to crazily crowd and tear towards Li Mu, instantly submerging Li Mu’s figure.

At the same time, the white clothes on Jiang Xuan’s body instantly turned into flying dust.

The real body of the zombie with a dark red metallic luster in general appeared in the world.

Under the dazzle of several thick red special corpse qi, this Corpse Race Quasi-Emperor was like a demon from hell, his hands turned into claws, as if it was the scythe of the God of Death, attacking and killing towards Li Mu in the midst of the unjust souls and severe ghosts.

This, is a divine ability of the Quasi-Emperor level.

A true quasi-imperial battle power.

With the Corpse Technique superimposed on a true Quasi-Emperor level Zombie True Body, Jiang Xuan treated Li Mu as a true opponent and exploded into a true killing move.

However–

“What a disappointment.”

On Li Mu’s face, a smile appeared.

A flash of flaming blade light surfaced at his side.

[Rising Spring Blade Intent].

The power of the Emperor’s Fire, the most rigid and masculine power, specializes in overcoming all Yin Sneaky Death Breaths.

The blade intent was constantly changing and flowing.

Spring, rain, hibernation!

Spring Equinox, Qingming, Guyu!

Lixia, Xiaoman, Mangzao, Summer Solstice, Xiaoshu, Daoshu …… Xiaoxue, Daoxue, Winter Solstice, Xiaohan, Daohan!

The Twenty-four Sections of Qi Blade Intent was catalyzed by Emperor Fire True Qi and flowed around Li Mu.

The seasons change throughout the year.

Thousands of scenes, the world of people, the vicissitudes of the sea, the cold and the summer, all in these twenty-four knife intent flow between.

The flames burn.

All the unjust souls and severe ghosts, swept away by this kind of power, dissipated as if they were melting away like ice.

The corpse gas and blood light looked like faded ink.

Between the passing of the years, Li Mu’s hand held the golden giant sword.

Battling Chopper!

Lightning Chop!

Chop!

Chop!

A knife cuts through and breaks the hand.

The second knife cuts through and goes to the legs.

Three cuts through and cut off the waist.

Four cuts through the open belly.

Five slashes through a shattered body.

Six cuts and a lord’s head!

The Six Swords of the Wind and Cloud!

This was the first time since the Falling God Abyss Enlightenment and Knife Enlightenment that Li Mu had performed the Six Blades of Wind and Cloud in a complete and coherent manner when facing the enemy.

It’s only six slashes.

But the six blade lights swept by, the after-intent was unceasing, it seemed to be the aftermath of the flow of years in the earth and the sky in general, and all the eyes that saw the six blade lights, it was as if they had seen the rotation of the six epochs.

Except for Jiang Xuan, of course.

The [Blood Corpse Human Slaughterer], who had revealed his true body of a ten thousand year old zombie, stood still in the very center of the ring, his powerful and unparalleled blood light corpse aura had dissipated, and he just stood quietly and motionless, as if time had stopped on his body, and as if he had been transformed into a dark red sculpture in the ancient ruins.

“This is the Corpse Race Paragon Emperor?”

Li Mu put away his sword and slowly turned around.

The sound spread vibrations through the air, like dominoes being toppled over the first one.

Boo!

Lines of blood erupted.

Arms, legs and feet, and the head …… cracked open.

They rolled off Jiang Xuan’s dark red body with a grunt and crashed to the ground with a strange sound.

Then the whole body collapsed.

The distant Corpse Race’s compound looked like it had suddenly been crushed over by an extremely deep cold ice storm, instantly freezing over.

Nearby, around the ring, a face frozen in time, old or young, ugly or handsome, male or female, without exception, cleanly used the most exaggerated expression to express the most unbelievable shock in their hearts.