"Mr. Li is truly extraordinary. He alone actually repelled Wang Xuantian!"
Li Zhihe, who was on the chariot, let out a long breath, his face showing ecstasy. He indeed had not misjudged the person. At the sa ti, County Captain Li Qiu, who was busy deploying troops, was in a daze, his eyes filled with shock and deep hesitation.
Li Qiu started to doubt whether his judgnt was wrong and suspected that Li Feiyu was not the benefactor who saved him and his daughter at the academy in the past.
Because the strength that Li Feiyu displayed was truly astounding.
In Li Qiu’s eyes, Li Feiyu seed too young, and considering that only a little over two years had passed, he couldn’t believe soone could advance in such a short ti.
From the level of forcing back one of the Four Guardians of Black Mountain to today’s terrifying feat of blasting off Wang Xuantian with a single punch.
"The benefactor and Li Feiyu are probably not the sa person... I must have been mistaken."
If he had such strength, how could Wei Ming have escaped and survived from Li Feiyu’s grasp back then? He would have been killed on the spot; all of this was too bizarre, forcing Li Qiu to doubt.
"What’s going on... Didn’t Li Feiyu not take that Azure Blood Five Elents Pill? Could it be that he has been hiding his strength all along?"
Even Tao Xingzheng on the central chariot was astonished. Once he regained his senses, his first thought was this, believing that Su Mu had perhaps already broken through the Sixth Grade, rely concealing his strength by so ans.
But as he focused his mind, the spiritual power surged at his brow, and he could only sense two connected auras on the battlefield, which were the auras of the Lin Family Siblings, without a trace of Li Feiyu’s.
He had personally given Li Feiyu an Azure Blood Five Elents Pill before, certain that the latter would eagerly consu it, yet unexpectedly, Li Feiyu hadn’t taken it. In Tao Xingzheng’s eyes, such defiance was a path to death.
Just now, he believed Li Feiyu was undoubtedly dood against Wang Xuantian, sothing he had brought upon himself.
But who could have expected?
Li Feiyu who obviously hadn’t stepped into the Middle Third Grade, unexpectedly blasted away Wang Xuantian, whom even three Sixth-Grade Martial Artists burning with Qi Blood couldn’t defeat.
"What on earth is with this Li Feiyu?"
Tao Xingzheng couldn’t help but frown; even the Lin Family Siblings beside him were considered prodigies among ordinary people, with the nurturing of the Tao Family, their strength was extraordinary.
Yet, in front of Li Feiyu, they were far inferior, like heaven and earth apart. Initially, he thought Li Feiyu was rely a talent born in a small place, his talent only slightly stronger than the Lin Family Siblings’.
But in reality, this person far exceeded his expectations, leaving Tao Xingzheng unable to discern Li Feiyu clearly.
"Protect the Celestial King!"
The Blind Swordsman and the robust man quickly recovered from their shock and cried out in anger and alarm, promptly positioning themselves in front of Su Mu without a hint of hesitation, while the Four Celestial Generals were terrified and didn’t dare to advance.
"Clang, clang!"
Su Mu tore off his tattered upper garnt, revealing a near-perfect physique beneath. As his back muscles undulated, each muscle line was distinct and extrely impactful. No one would doubt the terrifying divine power contained in every inch of his flesh.
"Wang Xuantian, is this all the strength you have?"
Feeling his own state, Su Mu, every joint fully extended from the collision, brimd with battle intent as he completely ignored the Left and Right Protectors of the Black Mountain Army, his gaze bypassed them and landed on the city wall.
The calm voice was clearly audible in the suddenly quiet battlefield. Listening to the unhurried tone, the Black Mountain Army side was both ashad and angry, while even Shangguan Ke, the newly ascended to the Golden Order, felt his face burning, looking ashad.
She and Zhou Qing truly didn’t recognize greatness. Even after encountering Zen Heart while heading to Cyan Cloud, she remained self-assured, thinking taking action was just a convenient effort.
Su Mu never truly caught Shangguan Ke’s eye. Her kindness towards him was rely to win him over, hoping for soone to help overpower Zhou Qing in the future.
And now?
Zhou Qing was effortlessly killed by Wang Xuantian, and she, along with the Lin Family Siblings, had little chance of winning a life-and-death struggle against Wang Xuantian, yet Su Mu could single-handedly blast away this fierce figure.
Looking back now, her thoughts were laughable and ignorant.
Just as everyone was twitching at the corners of their mouths, Su Mu suddenly moved.
The feet he drew from the earth stomped heavily, violent yellow waves rippling, and imdiately the six hundred and ninety-nine inscriptions he personally carved on the Red Fla Spear began glowing, all lighting up in an instant!
The Seven Techniques of Tyrant Spear: Golden Iron teor!
The Iron Essence Qi from the Gold Elent Divine Skill surged out under the infusion of Gang Qi, and the long spear in Su Mu’s hand transford into a Cyan Fla teor, trailing a long blue fla tail as it shot forward.
The Red Fla Spear bypassed the Left and Right Protectors of the Black Mountain Army in an instant, carrying a long trail of cyan fla, tearing through the sky, traversing dozens of feet in an instant, heading straight towards Wang Xuantian on the Changfeng City Wall.
Su Mu intended to take his life while he was injured.
"Despicable and shaless!"
The Blind Swordsman and the robust man suddenly snapped back to their senses, their eyes wide with rage as they angrily shouted.
However, Su Mu remained unfazed, his figure rely flickering in place, and on the field, the sound of cicadas filled the air like a sumr thunderstorm, imdiately after which Su Mu’s figure vanished like a mirage, transforming into a gale, and lunged towards Wang Xuantian, passing over everyone in an instant.
"Li Feiyu, I have underestimated you... but if you intend to kill , this isn’t enough!"
Under the collapsed and shattered city wall, from amidst the swirling dust erged a voice brimming with rage. Wang Xuantian’s previously emotionless deanor finally showed turmoil, unable to maintain complete calm. Su Mu’s punch truly wounded him!
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