Tianxuan Sect, Welcoming Hall.
As Sect Master Kan Shixiong made his move, the other five elders and retainers also joined in.
For a moment, the hall was filled with the sounds of clashing.
Li Mu fought against six opponents using only a wooden sword.
He kept his flying sword and other weapons just to deal with unexpected situations.
Such a sect with a history spanning thousands of years must have patriarchs or elders.
When he arrived, he sensed at least four powerful aura fluctuations around the main hall.
After several dozen moves, the two sides were evenly matched, and the energy in the hall soared to the heavens.
Some martial artists with lower cultivation levels had difficulty breathing due to the impact of the baleful aura in the arena.
Xu Shiheng stood beside his father, Xu Mingxuan, his face pale.
He had already overestimated Li Mu's strength as much as possible, but he never expected that this Brother Li would be so powerful.
If Li Mu hadn't killed anyone, he would have wanted his father to act as a peacemaker.
Seeing Li Mu fighting six opponents single-handedly, he didn't even bother to go up and greet him.
Regardless of whether Li Mu wins or loses this battle, it would be unwise for him to go up and greet him.
We can only try to make friends later.
Li Mu was holding back his strength while facing his opponent. He didn't know if his opponent was using his full strength, but he certainly wasn't.
He was testing the strength of the martial artists from Shenzhou. These people's cultivation was comparable to that of martial artists outside, and their combat strength was indeed higher than that of those outside.
Six opponents: two with knives, three with swords, and one with a gun.
Of the six, the cold iron spear posed the greatest threat to him.
As the saying goes, "an inch longer, an inch stronger," and that spear almost injured him several times.
During the battle, he finally seized the opportunity, parried the incoming sword with his sword, and then threw two iron nails at the spearman.
"ah!"
A scream rang out as a nail struck the spearman's face and the hand holding the spear.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Li Mu lunged forward and punched the spear-wielding warrior, sending him flying.
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Kan Shixiong's eyes narrowed when he saw that Li Mu had injured one of the men, and he shouted:
"Five Elements Sword and Blade Formation, activate."
In an instant, the five people moved and changed positions, forming a small attack formation.
The sudden change in the battle made Li Mu wary.
He didn't know the strength of the Heavenly Profound Sect's patriarch, but he had already done the necessary probing, and he couldn't afford to waste any more time like this.
When the five-person formation attacked Li Mu simultaneously, Li Mu also changed his moves.
The first move of the Wooden Fang Sword Technique: Wood generates fire, blazing flames.
With a single sweep of the sword, the swords and sabers of three martial artists were instantly severed, and one of them suffered a gash in his chest.
A small flame still clung to the martial artist's chest, and as blood gushed out, it was scorched by the flame and began to smoke.
"ah!"
As the warrior cried out in pain, he patted the flames with his hands, but he couldn't extinguish them no matter what he did.
Kan Shixiong and the other martial artist were startled by the sudden change. Before they could react, Li Mu's fist slammed down on them.
"Bang!"
The force of the punch sent both martial artists flying.
"Smack!"
The two landed with a startled expression, their faces filled with disbelief.
Only then did they realize that Li Mu had not used his full strength before.
Apart from the injured warrior screaming in pain, there was no other sound in the entire hall.
The guests who had been watching the spectacle were now holding their breath.
This young man is too extraordinary. If he were to face their sect, no one would be able to put up a fight except for their patriarch.
If Kan Shixiong hadn't been concerned about saving face and hadn't refused to ask them for help, they would probably all be taking the fall by now.
Two people from the Tianxuan Sect were killed after they only injured his lover.
If they offend this young man, their fate will probably not be much better.
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Li Mu pointed his sword at the fallen men, but after the fight, he felt it wasn't very interesting.
Looking at everyone present, I really wanted to show off and ask, "Who else is there?!"
When he saw Xu Shiheng, a slight smile appeared on his lips.
I was so focused on finding Zhou Zhe that I didn't notice this gossipy guy was there too.
Li Mu casually twirled his sword and put away the wooden tooth.
"I, Li Mu, am clear about my grudges and have no intention of making enemies with you all. I am here today only to kill Yi Hongming and Zhou Zhe."
If anyone still thinks Li Mu deserved to be killed, I, Li Mu, am ready to accept the punishment.
If no one is willing to help, then I, Li, will take my leave.
After Li Mu finished speaking, he looked at everyone present again.
When he looked at Tianxuan Sect and the others, his eyes became particularly sharp.
No one made a sound in the hall, not even the warrior who had screamed in pain.
Looking into Li Mu's sharp eyes, Qu Wanting, as the bride's guest of honor in the marriage alliance, felt a mix of emotions.
She was initially reluctant to enter into this marriage, but the dowry from the Tianxuan Sect was too much.
Now that the main characters in the arranged marriage have been murdered, she is wondering whether she should return the betrothal gifts.
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Li Mu turned and walked out of the main hall of Tianxuan Sect.
He had just stepped out the door when he heard Kan Shixiong shout:
"We humbly request that you esteemed ancestors preserve this person."
As soon as Kan Shixiong finished speaking, Li Mu immediately felt several powerful auras rising up.
He did not escape on his flying sword, but instead headed towards a martial arts training ground outside the main hall.
The existence of an ancestor in the Tianxuan Sect was exactly what he expected.
If he escapes, he will be hunted down by the Tianxuan Sect.
If things go wrong, he might end up like the Thunder God Sect did last time, being ambushed and killed by them in collusion with other sects.
If Yi Hongming and Zhou Zhe can go out into the world, so can everyone else.
The worst-case scenario is that the Thunder God Sect sends people to cause trouble in the outside world.
Since we can't avoid it, we can only face it.
As long as there are no Foundation Establishment cultivators like Feng Xi, he's not afraid of fighting a few more battles.
Only when he has subdued and frightened these people will he feel at ease.
Li Mu walked to the center of the training ground and stood still, sensing the people coming from around the main hall of the Tianxuan Sect.
Four streams of malevolent energy converged on him.
When he released his divine sense, he was startled to find that there were actually five people surrounding him.
One of them did not have any fluctuations in qi and blood in his body, so he did not sense them.
Could this person be a cultivator?!
Soon, five figures arrived at the training ground as they leaped and bounded.
The five were none other than the five patriarchs of the Tianxuan Sect: Kan Ze, Yu Lei, Wu Qingfeng, Li Gui, and Bian Xiong.
Among them, Patriarch Kanze, upon seeing Li Mu, spoke:
"Huh! It's a little guy? He must be pretty good for making my son suffer."
Upon hearing Kan Ze speak, Ancestor Yu Lei looked impatient and said:
"Hey! Old Ghost Kan, you're the one who talks too much nonsense. If you want to fight, then fight. I need to go back to sleep afterward."
Even when ridiculed, Patriarch Kanze remained unperturbed and simply stated:
"Bald monk, then tell me, who goes first?"
Old Master Yu Lei stroked his bald head, smacked his lips, and looked at his old buddies.
No one paid him any attention, so he had to speak up:
"Since no one's saying anything, I'll go first. If I hurt the little guy, you won't have anyone left to fight."
Li Mu looked at the five old men in front of him, and surprisingly, two of them were clowns.
These old men in nursing homes don't take care of themselves properly; instead, they're incredibly arrogant.
Before the fight even started, they acted as if they were nothing, expecting to fight each other one by one.
He didn't speak because he kept staring at the old man with half-black and half-white hair.
The old man's body emanated spiritual energy, confirming that he had cultivated immortal techniques and his cultivation level should be comparable to mine.
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