Revenge of Broken Arm

Chapter 491: Revenge of Broken Arm

The box became quiet again, so quiet that no sound could be heard, not even the sound of breathing!

However, Qin Mu moved freely in the darkness without making any sound. A drop of sweat fell and hit the pool of blood, making a slight sound.

The owner of the sweat bead immediately moved his feet, and suddenly felt a pain in his chest, as if his heart was pierced by a bamboo stick.

Qin Mu pulled out the bamboo stick from behind him and moved forward silently. The sound of a corpse falling came from behind.

This sound immediately caused violent turmoil, and many evil demons from outside the domain around took action one after another, and their bursts of magical powers and bright spiritual weapons blasted towards the place where the sound came from.

As the magical powers and spiritual weapons flickered, Qin Mu flashed inside the box like a ghost. One after another, those with magical powers died in his hands. When the light disappeared and darkness returned completely, those with magical powers staggered and fell to the ground.

The surroundings were quiet again.

The inside of the box is a hundred feet in radius, which is not small, about the size of one hundred and thirty to forty acres.

Hundreds of people distributed in such a space would definitely not feel crowded, even with such a huge creature as the Dragon Qilin. However, for people with magical powers like them, the space would seem extremely small.

For them, supernatural powers can come in an instant, and even powerful supernatural powers can sweep every corner here.

When Qin Mu put them into the box, everyone panicked and started fighting immediately, so the box shook violently at the beginning.

That was the darkest and most chaotic moment. Everyone was attacking in all directions to protect themselves, and many strong men died at the hands of their own people.

The chaos did not last long, as a powerful person at the celestial realm spoke up immediately, telling everyone not to panic.

The strong man in the realm of heaven and man was smart, but he was assassinated by Qin Mu the next moment, and then there was chaos again. Qin Mu killed people with a stick in the chaos, and even if he met a strong man in the realm of heaven and man, he could not escape his close combat.

After the chaos subsided, someone tried to open the box to let in the light, but was then stabbed to death by Qin Mu.

During this period, they experienced several life-and-death battles. Now everyone in the box was in danger. They suppressed their heartbeats and held their breath. Even the wounds on their bodies were suppressed to prevent blood from flowing out, so as not to alarm Qin Mu.

They even had to close their eyes, which would betray their location in the dark.

These people who have supernatural powers often practice the supernatural power of pupils, and their eyes can emit light, which is undoubtedly Qin Mu’s best target!

Qin Mu was like a bat in the dark, appearing and disappearing mysteriously. Any sound would alarm him and attract murderous intent.

In this suffocating darkness lurks a demon ready to take their lives at any time!

The box opened and closed, spitting out several more corpses. At the moment the box opened and closed, bright light shone down from above. The people in the box were horrified and moved their bodies, not daring to stay where they were. After a moment of chaos, there were sounds of magical powers colliding and corpses falling to the ground. Several more people died in the chaos.

"I can't stand it anymore!"

An "outsider demon" finally couldn't stand this extremely terrifying atmosphere anymore. His mind collapsed, and he used all kinds of magical weapons to attack everywhere, shouting: "No one can get close to me! You die! You all die!"

His magical power was so powerful that it could easily penetrate a space of a hundred feet. His spiritual weapon was also extremely sharp, sweeping in all directions, forcing those hiding in the dark to resist.

In the box, a great chaos broke out, with shouts of killing everywhere, and all kinds of spiritual weapons and magical powers bombarding in chaos.

After a long time, the crazy master gasped and stopped. There was no sound around him, only his breathing.

"Dead?"

The crazy psychic was stunned for a moment, then he laughed loudly in surprise and joy: "You are all dead! All dead! I survived, I am the only one who is still alive!"

puff--

A bamboo stick entered his mouth and came out from the back of his head.

The box was opened, and light was spilling down on all sides. It was still a hundred-foot space, but the only people left in the hundred-foot space were Qin Mu, the pale-faced Pangong Co, and Long Qilin, who was lying in the corner and shivering.

He shrank to a length of about ten feet and hid behind a group of racks. His thick skin and flesh did not matter, but his body was covered with spiritual weapons of all sizes, and there were even a few swords among them that were obviously Qin Mu's flying sword. It was obvious that many attacks fell on him in the chaos.

He was big in stature, and although he tried his best to reduce his size, he still suffered a lot of attacks.

The ground was littered with corpses, all of whom died in different ways. Some were stabbed with bamboo sticks, some had their heads chopped off with knives, some were hung in paintings with their heads removed, there were also a few cows and sheep, and a magical practitioner who had been stabbed into a hedgehog. There were also some who had their bones broken by sword balls, and some who had been crushed to pieces by a real dragon's nest.

However, more people died at the hands of their own people.

The situation was so chaotic at the time that everyone had to kill each other in order to protect themselves. Only a few people died at the hands of Qin Mu and Pangong Tso Long Qilin, only 30% at most.

Pangong Tso wiped the blood off his face, still feeling frightened.

In the dark space, Qin Mu collided with him more than once. If he had not used the Golden Palace's unique skills and been noticed by Qin Mu, he would have been killed by Qin Mu.

In the chaos, he suffered a lot of injuries and killed many opponents, but the most dangerous time was when Qin Mu got close to him.

It almost cost him his life!

Although Pangong Tso dodged Qin Mu's fatal blow, a bloody hole was pierced on his chest by the bamboo stick, which he narrowly avoided by the heart. The butcher knife almost cut the artery on his neck, and he twisted his neck into an amazing bend to avoid the knife.

Although Qin Mu recognized his magical powers later and did not attack him again, he always suspected that Qin Mu had recognized him a long time ago and just wanted to take this opportunity to kill him!

Of course, he had no evidence, so it was not a good idea to bring up the matter at this moment.

Qin Mu's body was covered in blood as he limped as he dragged the bodies out of the boxes. He was also badly injured, and his situation was extremely dangerous when chaos broke out. He nearly died from the attacks of the magical powers and spiritual soldiers that were rushing in from all directions.

Among them, there are even a few strong men in the realm of heaven and man. Their magical powers are more powerful, and the attack power of their souls is terrifying. If they are hit by one blow, even if he activates the True Dragon Body, he will surely die.

He was still hit by many magical powers and spiritual weapons. If that "evil demon from outside the domain" had not suddenly gone crazy, it would have been difficult for him to have the last laugh.

Pangong Tso also stepped forward, and the two of them struggled to carry the bodies out and threw them into the darkness without saying a word.

After a while, all the corpses were thrown out by them. Qin Mu kept the spiritual soldiers of these "foreign evil demons" and put them into his Taotie bag, and then took back his own spiritual soldiers abandoned in the fight.

Puff, puff, puff——

Several beams of blood light emerged from Long Qilin's body, and several flying swords flew out from Long Qilin and merged with Qin Mu's sword pill.

Long Qilin looked at his wound that was still bleeding, then looked at Qin Mu and shouted, "Master, did you stab me?"

"I didn't do that. Don't talk nonsense. It was an accidental injury." Qin Mu denied it flatly.

Pangong Co hesitated for a moment, and while Long Qilin was licking his wound, he urged the knife ball. Several knives fell off Long Qilin's butt and merged with the knife ball.

Long Qilin was furious: "Great Master, you stabbed me too?"

Pangongcuo coughed up blood repeatedly and looked at Qin Mu. Qin Mu pretended not to see it. Pangongcuo said hesitantly: "An accidental injury, it must be an accidental injury..."

He hesitated for a moment and said, "Master Qin, do you have any more ambergris? Give me some. I am also injured."

Qin Mu opened the Taotie bag and took out a few bottles of ambergris. Pangongcuo hesitated and did not dare to take them. He scratched his head and said, "I suddenly feel a little scared when I use Master Qin's ambergris to heal my wounds. I am not sure whether applying it to the wound will heal the wound or cause the poison to suddenly take effect and kill me."

“Use it if you like.” Qin Mu opened the ambergris and applied it to the wound.

Pangong Tso looked at Long Qilin, who was activating the Qilin Fire to melt the spiritual weapons on his body into molten iron. Seeing him coming over shamelessly, Long Qilin immediately got angry, turned his butt towards him, revealing several deep wounds, and angrily said, "Is licking wounds fun? If you want me to lick your wounds, you lick mine first!"

Pangongcuo's face was as black as charcoal. He said cautiously, "I came to borrow some ambergris, not to lick it. Poor guy..."

Long Qilin was still soft-hearted and couldn't bear it, so he spat out a large mouthful of ambergris: "Lick it yourself!"

Scrape some ambergris from Pangong Tso and apply it to the wound.

They each treated their injuries. Qin Mu took out some ambergris and smeared it on the knife wound on Long Qilin's butt. After resting for a while, their legs and feet were still sore.

In the darkness, footsteps were heard. Qin Mu struggled to get up and activated his Danxiao Sky Eye to look. A figure walked towards him in the darkness, wearing a blood-colored cloak.

Pangong Tso also stood up shakily, opened the big gourd behind him, and a waterfall of blood flew up and hung in the air.

Long Qilin climbed up, but his limbs were too weak to support his body. He felt it would be more comfortable to sit down, and so he sat down to brew the true fire.

Qin Mu's hands hung down, unable to lift the sword ball. He could only flick his fingers lightly, and the Worry-Free Sword flew out of the sword ball, floating on his fingertips, extremely tiny.

The figure who was walking over was a young man with a long sword on his back, but he did not walk over. Instead, he stopped and looked at the hundreds of corpses in front of him cautiously.

He was in the darkness, but the monsters in the darkness ignored him. It seemed that this darkness only had an effect on the people in this world and posed no threat to aliens like him.

"You are very powerful for killing a scout of my Heavenly Palace Lingxiu Army!"

The young man with the long sword on his back shook his cloak, which was covered in blood. He looked at Qin Mu through the darkness and said in a deep voice, "I am Luo Wushuang from the Lingxiu Army. Do you dare to tell me your name?"

Pangong Tso chuckled and said, "Luo Wushuang, Lingxiu Army? I haven't heard of them. Boy, you are very capable, come up and die!"

The young man with the long sword said calmly: "Luo admires you very much. You can kill so many masters with only two people and a pig. You can kill them, which shows your ability, but they are just scouts. The Lingxiu Army is an army formed by selecting the rising talents of the Heavenly Court, which is not comparable to these scouts. You, the country bumpkins of the upper emperor, are so capable and worthy of respect. So I ask your names so that you can leave a reputation after your death. Since you don't want it, then..."

He drew his sword boldly and chopped it down against the wind. A streak of sword light appeared in the air like a silk thread. As it fell against the wind, the sword light became one into two, two into four, four into eight, eight into sixteen, and it split in sequence. When it came in front of Qin Mu and others, it had turned into an overwhelming sword light!

Pangong Tso roared, and suddenly brought his hands together. The blood waterfall turned into a blood Buddha, which met the knife light and was then shattered in the knife light. However, the knife light was unstable for a moment due to the impact of the blood Buddha.

Pangong Tso fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and had no more magical powers left.

Qin Mu raised his finger, and the Worry-Free Sword whizzed out, piercing through the knife net with a clang, and arrived beside the young man in an instant.

He used up his last bit of strength to perform sword moves, but it was no longer possible to defend himself. Long Qilin roared, and the dragon scales on his body flew out one after another. The huge dragon scales blocked Qin Mu like thousands of shields.

The young man's body movements were unpredictable. He dodged the sword light and blocked it with his sword. His sword skills were superb and had a unique and magnificent quality.

Qin Mu used up his last bit of strength and energy to wield the sword, using eighteen sword techniques with unpredictable changes. When he used the last move, the young man Luo Wushuang groaned, and his right arm holding the sword was cut off.

He raised his hand and grabbed the broken arm, then pulled away and in an instant he was several miles away.

"Who are you? Tell me your name!" he said sternly.

Qin Mu thought that his energy was almost exhausted and it would be difficult for him to get any further, so he sheathed his sword. The Worry-Free Sword spun around him lightly, making it seem like he still had some strength left.

"The Heavenly Saint Sect Leader, Qin Mu."

Qin Mu smiled and said leisurely: "The one next to me is the Great Lord of Loulan Golden Palace."

Pangong Tso's expression changed slightly.

————Updated two minutes in advance! And it’s a 3,600-word chapter. Is Zhaizhu proud? Ps: The strongest person in the disabled old village is of course the village chief, but who will be the second, third, and fourth? What do you think, fellow readers? Zhaizhu will release analysis of these characters in the next few days. You can follow the official account "Zhaizhu" and join in the discussion.