Volume 6: Overseas Chapter 311: Unprecedented and Unrivaled
"It seems that this is all ."
Seeing that several people relied on swallowing pills to strengthen themselves, Li Muchan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Qiu Bubai raised his hand to take back the Crescent Moon Scimitar, and sneered hoarsely, "As long as I can defeat you, I don't care what means I use."
Li Muchan curled his lips and suddenly took a half step back without any warning, but saw a black shadow falling in front of him like a huge rock, narrowly passing by him.
It was a fist, a fist with exposed bones and throbbing blood.
This punch, surging with energy and blood, infused with internal strength, was as indestructible as cast iron. Not only did it break through the blood waves, it also smashed into the ground with all its might. In an instant, the rocks shattered, the earth flattened, and the stone slabs on the ground exploded in the air one after another, like a thunderbolt with the power to overturn mountains and sweep away peaks.
"Great!" Li Muchan's eyes lit up, and he casually brushed aside the flying debris in front of him, saying in surprise, "Could it be that you are the once legendary fist in the martial arts world?"
fist?
In this world, there are people who are the best in swordsmanship, the best in stick skills, the best in knife skills, and naturally there are also the best in boxing and palm skills.
Li Muchan is now recognized as the best palmist in the martial arts world, and this fist was undoubtedly qualified to be the best boxing fist many years ago.
But when the noise cleared, the man who threw the punch revealed his true appearance. He was a bald old man with a purple chest and a square face.
Despite his old appearance, this man was extremely strong and sturdy, with hair and beard like spears, and snow-white beard standing up like steel needles. He had tiger eyes and thick eyebrows, and his body was full of knotted muscles. His face was dark with red, and his eyes were full of murderous intent like lightning, making him look like a tiger in the forest.
The old man was one of Zhu Da's seven disciples. He looked frail before taking the elixir, but now his appearance had changed drastically and he had become so vigorous and powerful .
Then the old man snorted coldly, "Boy, you've got the wrong person. I am Qi Wu."
Li Muchan nodded as if understanding. "That's what I told you. He was a hero of his time. There's no way he would be reduced to working for others."
The old man said fiercely, "Although I am not him, my fist was passed down from him. Moreover, after being modified by my master, it has surpassed the master."
As the man spoke, he clenched his fists, and two balls of purple light faintly emerged from between his fingers.
"The Great Purple Yang Hand? It's such a weird modification." Li Muchan showed disdain as he glanced at the five people who had taken the elixir one by one. Finally, he looked back at Qiu Bubai, narrowed his eyes, and sneered, "Haha, Liu Sanqi and Wu, a bunch of trash."
There was no patience in his eyes anymore, and evil suddenly rose up in his body, with murderous intent burning like fire.
“Arrogant!”
"Die!"
…
A cold shout was heard, Qi Wuhu roared, and swung his fist to hit, but he saw a white flesh palm pushing towards him without any trace of violence.
When the fists collided, there was no earth-shattering momentum. Li Muchan wrapped his palm around his fist and pushed it to the right. The powerful punch turned around and hit Qi Wu's chest heavily.
"ah!"
Qi Wu's chest collapsed, his eyes widened, and he fell backwards with a tiger roar.
A flash of knife light appeared, and at this moment, the scimitar fell from the sky, the blade moving and rolling towards Li Muchan's outstretched right hand.
But Li Muchan did not retreat, nor was he on guard, nor did he defend himself. Instead, he looked up and looked at the flash of the knife, as if his eyes could repel the enemy.
Qiu Bubai was just worrying about how to find the flaw, but he didn't expect Li Muchan to be so arrogant. He was overjoyed and changed the blade to chop straight towards the eyebrows of this unparalleled strong man.
The other four people, led by Liu San, were also overjoyed. They used all their killing moves and tried their best. They did not seek to kill the enemy, but only to delay and restrain the enemy to create opportunities for Qiu Bubai.
The palm shadow fell.
The punch was knocked down.
There were also sword lights and knife shadows. In an instant, all kinds of killing moves fell on Li Muchan.
The surging internal energy, originating from Li Muchan, transformed into ripples, pushing outward. Dust swirled like waves, and several people's clothes fluttered wildly, their hair rustling and rustling.
However, Qiu Bubai suddenly retreated, and his retreat was very decisive, as if Li Muchan's eyes really had the magic power to make ghosts and gods retreat, and as if they could eliminate any killing moves into nothingness, so he had to retreat.
Qiu Bubai really had to retreat, because...
Liu San, Zhao Da, Wang Er, and Xie Liu were the names of the remaining four people. The expressions on their faces were completely frozen at this moment, as if they had witnessed something sensational and unbelievable.
A powerful, blazing, and extremely overbearing heat wave rose from Li Muchan's body and transformed into a layer of almost tangible red true energy, spreading over his body like thunder and fire.
Li Muchan did not move, but as the breath came in and out of his throat, the unparalleled thunder and fire energy suddenly erupted like a volcano, and then rushed in all directions, sweeping across the world.
"Wow!"
All four of them flew backwards in an instant, coughing up blood and falling to the ground.
Liu San's face was ashen, he clutched his chest, struggled to raise his head, stared at Li Muchan, and trembled in disbelief, "You...you actually mastered...the Wedding Dress Divine Art?"
Qiu Bubai no longer had the confidence he had just now. He retreated several feet away, with only horror in his eyes.
But this is by no means shameful. I believe that anyone in the world who sees this scene will inevitably lose their composure and be shocked.
Because the person in front of him had actually mastered all of the most terrifying, difficult, and profound martial arts in the world, and combined them in one person.
Looking at the world, even if we go back a hundred or a thousand years, has there ever been such a person?
There was no such thing before, and I’m afraid there will never be such thing again in the future.
In this life, this world is destined to be different forever.
Just because of this one person.
What is unprecedented? This is unprecedented.
If not for this, why would Li Muchan come to Zhu Da's base alone?
Li Muchan's hands hung at his sides, his sleeves fluttering in the wind. He lowered his eyes and spoke softly, "I have always believed that there has never been a truly invincible person in this world. If there truly is one, then this realm, this peak, will definitely be the one I, Li Muchan, will establish myself first and be closest to."
Liu San suddenly stopped talking. His eyes were wide open as he lay on the ground, staring at the moon, lifeless.
The same was true for the other three. Their heart meridians were broken by the shock and they died very quickly, and... they died with their eyes open.
As for their opponents, they undoubtedly chose the most terrifying and bizarre existence in the world.
"ah!"
Qiu Bubai's face suddenly changed drastically, and he retreated violently with a low roar. Then he saw an index finger appear in front of him, as if it appeared out of thin air, with no known origin and no trace. This finger shocked all gods and ghosts, and the heaven and earth were eclipsed.
"I absolutely don't believe it," Qiu Bubai suddenly stopped retreating, his eyes bloodshot, he raised his hand with a long roar, raised his knife, and chopped down, "Ah!"
A single blow cuts the body in half, and both gods and ghosts are worried.
With this blow, he gambled everything, as if he had poured out all his life, his soul, as well as his internal strength and true energy; at the moment of death, Qiu Bubai seemed to enter an unprecedented state of trance, his consciousness was empty, he wanted to survive, to survive from death, to risk his life, and to leave no way out.
Even Li Muchan was astonished by the knife light that appeared before his eyes. He opened his eyes wide and said with emotion, "Excellent knife skills."
Then, the sword light that seemed to be able to compete with the bright moon silently shattered into a sky full of blue light when it hit the index finger, and dissipated into the air like scattered fireflies.
This knife move was something Li Muchan had never seen before. It seemed to be beyond the scope of knife techniques and gave him the illusion that he had nowhere to hide.
But why should he hide?
Li Muchan rubbed the tip of his index finger, where a small, inconspicuous bloody wound appeared. He sighed, "What a pity."
Qiu Bubai put away his sword. The crescent-shaped scimitar in his hand was suddenly covered with cracks at the moment he put it away, like cracked porcelain, and then it fell to the ground with a "bang".
He stared blankly at the broken knife in his hand, smiled miserably, and his mouth was filled with anger. He was almost out of breath and faced death. "Hmm... I can't believe I'm still this far away from the top."
However, at this moment, when Qiu Bubai was about to fall down and die, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared under the moonlight, like a black mist, floating in the air, circling, and in the blink of an eye, it wrapped up Qiu Bubai and fled into the distance.
The man was extremely skilled and the whole process happened in the blink of an eye.
Li Muchan chuckled, "Is it that easy? Even if he dies, he has to stay with me."
He was about to give chase when he heard the man throw out a sentence without even turning his head, "Li Muchan, Shangguan Xiaoxian and the others are already on the island and in danger. Why don't you go and help them?"
