I will unleash a massacre

Xu Mu was a methodical person; he liked to take things one step at a time in many aspects of life.

He had read quite a few novels, and in some of them, the protagonists were designed somewhat abruptly.

They might have just been students or office workers before, but upon arriving in a brand new world, they immediately adapted to killing, killing many people.

Without the slightest psychological fluctuation.

Xu Mu had made it to this point step by step. He had never killed large numbers of people; almost everything he did was for self-preservation.

But he knew that on his future path, he would inevitably have to take the initiative to eliminate some enemies.

He wouldn't be like those brainless villains who clearly had the ability to kill the protagonist but chose not to, just to play around.

Only to wait for the protagonist to grow stronger and ultimately finish them off.

After this period of time, he had gradually adapted to this world. Today, he would use the Gu Diao clan to temper his state of mind.

He took out his black longsword and walked toward Kong Xiang. "Senior, if you don't hand it over, I'm going to make my move."

Kong Xiang looked at Fu Jinyu with a gloomy expression. "Is it fun for you to play like this? You colluded before coming here, didn't you?"

In his view, Xu Mu was doing all this under Fu Jinyu's instructions.

To put it bluntly, she just didn't want their clan to break free from the control of the Heavenly Demon Clan.

"Kong Xiang, you keep saying that you watched me grow up, yet you don't even know what kind of person I am?"

Fu Jinyu's tone was arrogant. "If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it long ago. Why would I go through so many twists and turns?"

Hearing this, Kong Xiang frowned. Fu Jinyu made sense. Why would someone as straightforward as her do something so unnecessary?

"Senior, rest assured. This is a battle between me and you all. I won't allow her to intervene."

Xu Mu turned his head and smiled at Fu Jinyu. "You guys go outside."

Fu Jinyu's throat moved. She originally wanted to say something, but ultimately swallowed her words.

She had also witnessed the battle between Xu Mu and Fu Cheng earlier.

Fu Cheng was definitely much stronger than the Kong Xiang before them. Since Xu Mu could injure Fu Cheng, dealing with Kong Xiang would be a piece of cake.

Moreover, Xu Mu wasn't a brainless person. If he couldn't win, he could run.

Although Fu Jinyu thought this way, she was still worried that Xu Mu might have an accident, so she planned to come back in after a while to see if Xu Mu needed help.

"Let's go!"

Fu Jinyu shouted to the few clansmen beside her.

In the blink of an eye, the figures of the group disappeared into the dark night.

The surroundings were eerily quiet.

No one spoke; the sound of burning branches could be clearly heard.

Kong Xiang threw his head back and laughed. "You are truly arrogant! Just you, and you want to compete with us on the same stage?"

"It's not a competition, it's an extermination. Your Gu Diao clan eats humans, right?"

Xu Mu raised the black longsword in his hand.

"Hehe! What you said isn't quite accurate. I need to correct you. We don't eat humans; after all, alien races are also considered humans."

Kong Xiang grinned. "We only eat the descendants of Yanhuang, because you are fragrant. Even steaming you makes our mouths water, let alone braising you in soy sauce."

"That's right, the descendants of Yanhuang are considered the most perfectly evolved ingredient. As Homo sapiens, those white and black people have a stench on them that can't even be removed with cooking wine."

Standing beside Kong Xiang was a middle-aged man who possessed the cultivation of a peak Grandmaster.

His appearance was somewhat similar to Kong Xiang's.

"Is that so? Then I'm relieved."

Xu Mu took a deep breath. "From now on, I'm going to go on a killing spree!"

Hum!

In the dark night, his body radiated a golden light, and a suit of golden armor covered his entire body, adorned with dark red stripes.

Swish!

Xu Mu flew forward in one step, arriving in front of Kong Xiang.

"Father, leave him to me!"

The middle-aged peak Grandmaster beside him took the initiative to step forward.

"No need, don't ruin the ingredients. There happens to be a fire here. To celebrate our breakaway from the Heavenly Demon Clan, I'll treat everyone to a barbecue today."

Kong Xiang laughed at the surroundings.

The moment Xu Mu erupted with power, his face was full of confidence.

Sometimes, he really couldn't understand the thought processes of these Yanhuang descendants.

The disparity in strength between the two sides was obvious, so why did he still dare to make a move?

"Fire Blade!"

Kong Xiang raised his hand, and twenty-centimeter-long flaming blades extended outward from each of his fingers.

Watching the incoming Xu Mu, his figure instantly flashed to the side.

Just as Xu Mu raised his longsword, Kong Xiang quickly appeared behind him.

"You ant-like creature, you can't even touch me, yet you dare to try and snatch my treasure. You're simply courting death!"

Without hesitation, Kong Xiang's hand clawed toward the back of Xu Mu's neck. "I'll remove the head first; this can be used to make soup!"

Swish!

The flaming blades slashed across the back of Xu Mu's neck.

Kong Xiang's eyes widened in disbelief. Something was wrong!

Why did his Qi suddenly disappear when it touched the opponent's body?

Crack!

The next moment, the peak Grandmaster who was still smiling over there had a massive amount of blood spurt from his neck as his head fell to the ground.

The Gu Diao clansmen, who were originally discussing among themselves, turned pale with fright upon seeing this scene.

Many of them even let out screams and retreated again and again.

Seeing this, Kong Xiang's pupils flickered wildly in their sockets. "Son! Ah!"

He quickly rushed over, but the head had already been separated from the body; there was absolutely no possibility of saving him.

"Did you think I didn't react? Sorry, I deliberately stood still."

Xu Mu gripped his longsword tightly and walked toward Kong Xiang once again.

"Fuck! You ant! I will make you pay the price. I will slice you into a thousand pieces and make you into boiled meat slices!"

Kong Xiang roared, veins bulging on his face.

Boom!

The power of the mid-Mortal Shedding stage was completely released. The ground beneath him suddenly collapsed, spreading out in all directions.

The clansmen who were originally surrounding them were sent flying by this force.

Kong Xiang spread his arms, and flames burst from his hands. "Bone Blade Technique!"

Crack crack!

At this moment, his hands directly transformed into thick, white bone claws.

Boom!

He swung his claws, and five flaming wind blades instantly arrived in front of Xu Mu.

But just as they touched Xu Mu's body, they disappeared once again.

"Ahhhh!"

The next moment, the Gu Diao clansmen nearby let out tragic screams.

Many people were even sliced in half at the waist by the flaming wind blades.

Seeing this, Kong Xiang's eyes narrowed slightly. The first time he didn't understand, but the second time, he saw it very clearly.

This bastard in front of him could redirect his attacks.

Although Kong Xiang's talent wasn't top-tier, his combat experience was extremely rich.

He immediately approached Xu Mu. Ranged attacks could be redirected, but he didn't believe that melee damage could also be redirected.

Swish!

His claws grabbed toward Xu Mu's neck.

Xu Mu immediately blocked it with his longsword.

Boom!

Even though he completely blocked it, Xu Mu still felt a massive shock in his arm, leaving it slightly numb.

However, this person's strength was clearly inferior to Fu Cheng's from before.

Suddenly, Kong Xiang grabbed Xu Mu's sword blade. "Kid! Let's see where you can run this time!"

He used his other white bone claw to grab toward Xu Mu's heart.

Right at this moment, Xu Mu covered his entire body with the flames of the Heaven Burning Sword Qi. He raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's wrist.

Boom!

The power of both sides collided at this moment.

However, there was still quite a gap between their Qi.

Xu Mu's hand only managed to slow Kong Xiang down; his skeletal claws continued their relentless thrust toward Xu Mu's chest.

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