Xu Mu looked at the three people before him. The hardest one to kill should be Fang Chu.
After all, he was the male lead.
Swish!
Fang Chu was the first to charge towards Xu Mu. This man had ruined his plans time and time again.
He was determined to leave Xu Mu's life here forever.
Fang Chu stopped suddenly about two meters away from Xu Mu, stamping his foot on the ground.
Swish! Swish!
Two sharp spikes suddenly erupted from the ground beneath Xu Mu's feet.
But Xu Mu had already leapt into the air beforehand; he had seen this move when Fang Chu was fighting Liang Yi earlier.
"Quick, attack! He's in the air now, a perfect target!"
Zhao Gang, arms crossed, reminded them with a laugh.
Liang Yi just glanced coldly at Zhao Gang. Of course she knew.
She tightened her grip on the longsword in her hand, and all the qi in her body burst forth. "Circular Shatter Slash!"
Whoosh!
Her body spun along with the movement as she swung her sword.
A blue, oval-shaped sword energy shot towards the spot where Xu Mu was about to land.
Seeing this, Fang Chu also sneered.
He stomped hard on the ground with one foot.
Boom!
Several sharp spikes formed from sand and earth also erupted from Xu Mu's intended landing spot, waiting for him to fall.
Just as they thought they were about to end Xu Mu's life, they were all left dumbfounded.
They saw Xu Mu perform a double jump in mid-air. Instead of landing where he should have, he appeared in front of Fang Chu in an instant.
Swish!
Xu Mu swung the sword in his hand, unleashing a phantom blade.
A dark red longsword materialized in a flash.
Fang Chu's eyes widened in disbelief. He immediately retreated, yellow light dots flickering across his body.
Hum!
A large mass of yellow sand floated up in front of him, forming a thick, wall-like barrier.
Thud!
But in the next moment, Fang Chu realized the phantom blade had pierced right through his wall.
Fang Chu was horrified. The barrier formed by his Earth Dragon Art, a Heaven-grade technique he had obtained by sheer luck, couldn't block it.
Just then, Zhao Gang, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly flashed in front of Fang Chu.
He drew his sword, its blade glowing with a green light.
Crack!
With one swing, he shattered Xu Mu's dark red phantom blade on the spot.
[Destiny Power -20]
Black text appeared above Fang Chu's head.
"Phantom Blade... you're from the Demon Sword Sect?"
A cold smile appeared on Zhao Gang's face. "It seems I have no choice but to intervene."
Hearing this, Fang Chu couldn't hide the grin on his face. "Hahaha! Xu Mu, you really are a sinner. Everyone wants you dead!"
"I find it strange too."
Xu Mu held a black longsword in one hand and a dagger in the other.
Today, he planned to use a Heaven-grade technique he hadn't employed before: Shifting Stars.
This move could transfer damage inflicted upon him to someone else.
It was mainly for one-against-many battles.
A minimum of three people were required because the transferred damage couldn't be reflected back onto the caster.
Today's scenario was perfect for it.
"Xu Mu, if you kneel down and call me 'grandfather,' then hand over your sister and your wife to me, I won't attack you."
Fang Chu shot a mocking smile at Xu Mu.
His hatred for Xu Mu was already bone-deep.
"Hmph! Come at me together, all three of you. What does Xu Mu have to fear?"
Xu Mu gripped his longsword with one hand and held the dagger with the other, spreading his arms as he coldly stared at the people before him.
Swish!
Liang Yi struck first. This man knew too much about the Immortality Research Institute; he had to die.
Xu Mu immediately met her, beginning to exchange blows with Liang Yi.
Longsword and short sword clashed and weaved. Liang Yi was shocked inwardly. It seemed this Xu Mu wasn't only good at sneak attacks.
His combat skills were actually this formidable.
In a pure skill contest, Liang Yi was instantly at a disadvantage.
Just then, Fang Chu used his Earth Dragon Art to launch a sneak attack.
Swish! Swish!
Sharp spikes suddenly erupted from the ground around Xu Mu, stabbing towards his body.
Hum!
At that moment, Xu Mu's figure suddenly vanished from before their eyes.
"Don't panic, everyone! We can't see him, but we can sense the qi released when he uses a technique!"
Liang Yi immediately said to the other two.
Swish!
Suddenly, Liang Yi's eyes widened. She immediately flashed away to a distance, her hand touching her buttocks.
She found traces of blood on her fingers.
"So what if you know? Even if you can detect it, most people will still be half a beat too slow."
Xu Mu twirled the dagger in his hand. "Liang Yi, you should know I spared your life."
"Xu Mu!"
Liang Yi roared in anger.
In her view, Xu Mu could have killed her but only gave her a cut on the buttocks. This was a tremendous insult.
Just then, Zhao Gang had already flashed above Xu Mu, his sword slashing down with force.
"Ghost Slayer!"
He roared, the blade covered in green light.
Boom!
A green light pillar over a meter thick descended from the sky, crashing onto Xu Mu.
Seeing this, Xu Mu immediately activated his Heaven-grade technique.
Shifting Stars.
Around Xu Mu's body, silvery light dots appeared, like stars in the night sky.
Swish!
Instantly!
The green light pillar struck Xu Mu, but it lasted only half a second before disappearing.
Zhao Gang, still in mid-air, was completely stunned.
Why had his released technique suddenly vanished?
As Zhao Gang fell from the air, Xu Mu immediately moved in to attack.
Zhao Gang couldn't move in mid-air, but Xu Mu was free to act.
Swish!
His dagger wasn't used to slash, but was directly stabbed into Zhao Gang's buttocks before Xu Mu swiftly retreated.
"Can't hold it anymore. So storing an attack consumes this much qi. Time to release it then."
As Xu Mu spoke, the green light pillar suddenly descended from above Fang Chu's head.
"What the hell? What's going on?"
Fang Chu looked up at the attack, but it was too late to dodge.
He rapidly burst forth with power, using his qi to block it temporarily, then mobilized the surrounding yellow sand to envelop himself.
Boom!
Even so, Fang Chu's defenses were blasted apart.
The terrifying force sent him flying.
[Destiny Power -30]
After all, Zhao Gang from the Heavenly Sword Sect was the head senior disciple, a master at the late-stage Divine Ability realm.
Xu Mu immediately charged towards Fang Chu, intent on killing him.
Fang Chu's clothes were now torn in several large holes, his chin covered in blood.
He scrambled up from the ground, watching Xu Mu rapidly closing in. A glint flashed in his eyes. "Xu Mu! Do you think this is my limit?"
At that moment, the sand and earth around them gradually rose into the air, coiling around Fang Chu's body.
Back then, it was precisely because he practiced this Heaven-grade technique that he had suffered a qi deviation, forcing him to endure in silence for three full years.
While Fang Chu was activating his technique, Xu Mu had already closed the distance. He swung his longsword with force, but Fang Chu immediately leaned back to dodge.
Swish!
A dagger stabbed into Fang Chu's thigh.
It turned out Xu Mu's sword swing was just a feint; the real attack was the dagger.
"Damn it!"
Fang Chu yanked the dagger out on the spot. He looked at the other two. "Let's kill him together."
But Liang Yi and Zhao Gang didn't move. They were now dry-mouthed, their cheeks flushed red.
They clearly felt physically unwell.
Fang Chu also frowned slightly. He was all too familiar with this feeling, having just been 'hardened' by it recently.
"Xu Mu! You... the dagger was poisoned! Spring Night Grass!"
"What?"
Liang Yi and Zhao Gang were both shocked.
Liang Yi, being a woman, certainly couldn't stay here. She immediately fled into the distance.
But Zhao Gang and Fang Chu were both chasing from behind, especially Fang Chu, who was determined to find a woman this time.
The three of them chased each other, accelerating their blood flow. In a short time, the Spring Night Herb had already begun affecting their brains.
Zhao Gang thought to himself, "This is bad." He felt his movements becoming restricted, so he roared out, "Woman from the Heavenly Sword Sect, I am Zhao Gang, come over here!"
At that moment, darkness fell.
"Don't go!"
In the pitch blackness before his eyes, Zhao Gang grabbed Fang Chu's arm and pinned him to the ground.
He felt he had reached his limit. If he didn't release it soon, he might not even be able to move.
"Damn it! Let go, I'm a man!"
Fang Chu cursed angrily.
"Do you know my name?"
Zhao Gang sneered, "I don't care if you're a man or a woman, human or ghost. I am Zhao Gang!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
invincible power, Gu Changge transmigrates into a fantasy world, bound to a sign-in system that grants him cultivation rewards and various peerless treasures daily. While others struggle desperately to break through their cultivation realms, he has long since reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao, becoming a reclusive Emperor whose true strength even he himself cannot fathom. Originally planning to lie low and retire peacefully on Purple Bamboo Peak, the system suddenly issues a new task — take on disciples. With no other choice, Gu Changge casually picks up a few disciples: The eldest disciple, born with a War God Constitution, is thrown a copy of "War God Stratagems" by him, and ends up conquering the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, becoming a peerless War God who sweeps across the cosmos. The second disciple, possessing a Chaos Sword Body, can break all techniques with a single sword, his swordsmanship unmatched throughout history. He points his sword at the heavens: "My master said, the sword and the man stand together. If the sword perishes... my master will give me another one." The third disciple, a reborn Empress who returns to her throne, her elegance and grace overshadowing all beings. And without anyone noticing, his own sect, the Qingxuan Sect, has become the number one sect on the continent. Looking at these unbelievably formidable disciples, Gu Changge, holding the "Primordial Purple Qi" he just signed in for, falls into deep thought: — Wasn't this supposed to be a peaceful retirement? How did I become the ultimate master?!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
