Chapter 647: Chapter 436: The Military Department Refuses to Kneel, Martial Saint Gets Beaten Up!

But at this moment, no one is concerned about anything, after all, even the Martial Saint descended just recently!

The people of Shenjiang City have an almost obsessive trust in the Martial Saint, a belief held for a thousand years.

The unaware citizens of Shenjiang now respectfully and worshipfully gaze at the pillar of light that reaches the sky, with many even kneeling towards the Martial Saint Tower in devotion.

Meanwhile, in Shenjiang Bay, under the roaring cannon fire, the eyes of the elderly member of the Military Department brimmed with fury, clearly knowing these cannonballs posed no threat to the Martial Saint.

However, this is the Military Department’s stance.

"Fire at will!"

"Blast the damn Martial Saint! Today, our Military Department will bombard the Martial Saint..."

The momentum of the Military Department today has already suffered one merciless trampling, and the elder of the Military Department, along with the senior officials of the War Zone, knew well that if this momentum were to collapse again today...

Then the backbone of the Military Department would likely never be able to straighten again.

Although they were unwilling to admit it, they were well aware that the backbone of the Military Department had been bent for three hundred years.

If this momentum were to crumble again, then the backbone of the Military Department would break.

Today, the Military Department will stand tall!

The Military Department, will not kneel!

At this moment, Su Mu’s heart was stirred, as if once again hearing the roars of his comrades: Wind, strong wind!

"Today, this momentum absolutely must not disperse..."

Su Mu took a step forward, crossing the distance between mortals and Martial Saint in an instant, stepping up to fight!

The figure under the dome looked coldly at the incoming cannon fire, casually reaching out to crush an incoming shell, these so-called artillery posed no threat to him, unable to shake the Martial Saint Force Field surrounding him.

The gaze of the Overlord Blade Martial Saint had always been on Su Mu, focusing on the one who had previously shattered his Incarnation of Incense.

The moment he saw Su Mu charging in.

The Overlord Blade Martial Saint’s brow furrowed, letting out a cold grunt, and suddenly, the artillery between heaven and earth froze in mid-air, reversing with a wave of the Martial Robe.

In an instant, thousands of artillery pieces reversed collectively, shooting back out.

On the bay, one after another, mushroom-shaped fireballs rose, accompanied by tragic wails.

One battleship after another sank into the sea amid the artillery fire, turning the bay into a river of blood, charred black everywhere.

"They shouldn’t have died, now they’ve all perished because of you..."

The Overlord Blade Martial Saint looked at Su Mu, speaking coldly.

Su Mu looked down, seeing a soldier on a battleship struggling to stand up, raising his weapon high, "Wind, strong wind!"

One soldier after another stood up, shouting the strong wind!

Su Mu calmly raised his head, with eyes devoid of guilt and remorse the Overlord Blade Martial Saint wished to see, only a blazing fury and a chilling killing intent.

"No!"

Su Mu shook his head firmly.

"They didn’t die for me, they were fearless warriors, they sacrificed for dignity, for the soldiers, for the dignity of the Military Department!"

"Rest assured, this blood debt of theirs won’t be settled like this, I will demand it from you on their behalf!"

"Strengthen our Military Department!"

Su Mu roared, instantly entering the Martial God State, pushing the Immortal Power and the Rule of Force to their extremes, as the Fire Gate opened.

The fire elements between heaven and earth enveloped Su Mu, making him akin to a Great Sun rising steadily.

But at this moment...

This Great Sun was cold, bone-chilling.

Su Mu grasped the void, weaving the Golden Essence Qi and golden blood in his hand into an ancient long saber.

In an instant.

One Great Sun after another soared into the sky, until ten suns hung in the air, with Su Mu slashing towards the Overlord Blade Martial Saint.

In the Martial God State, the terrifying Sword Momentum fused with the Punching Intent Prototype cut through the sky, instantly tearing the space above the bay, forming a terrifying rift.

In a split second, as if teleporting, Su Mu charged directly in front of the Overlord Blade Martial Saint, striking with his saber.

But the Overlord Blade Martial Saint seemed to have anticipated it, as if deciphering Su Mu’s move, his Martial Robe surged, his right hand boldly reaching out to meet the blade.

The terrifying Martial Saint Force Field almost materialized in the Overlord Blade Martial Saint’s palm, then a similarly domineering edge erupted from the Overlord Blade Martial Saint’s being.

After merging, it formed an invisible chasm in the Overlord Blade Martial Saint’s palm, catching the blade bare-handed.

"Your Sword Momentum is decent... but that’s all it is."

The Overlord Blade Martial Saint spoke indifferently, although Su Mu brought many surprises and even shocks, the path of Sword Momentum he, Wu Ba, also walked far.

He is a Martial Saint, and an Overlord Blade Martial Saint, sanctified by the saber!

"Is that so?"

"Aren’t you a bit too cocky, letting me get so close."

Su Mu’s free left fist clenched abruptly, his flesh and blood flowing like mercury, then the Sword Momentum transformed instantly into the Punching Intent Prototype, with a vast golden light erupting from Su Mu’s left fist.

"Six Paths Reincarnation Fist!"

The fist is the ancestor of Martial Arts, the fist technique the progenitor of all Martial Arts, the Martial Saint Force Field was crushed down by pure power, then this punch harshly struck towards the Overlord Blade Martial Saint’s chest.

In an instant, the Overlord Blade Martial Saint’s body was struck head-on by the terrifying punch shadow, sent flying backward.

Su Mu’s figure flickered in mid-air, catching up to the flying Overlord Blade Martial Saint then unleashing one punch after another harshly upon his body.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Each punch fell with a vast golden light, as if cracking holes in the sky.

Witnessing such a shocking scene, everyone instinctively held their breath, falling into a stupor, even the injured forgot the searing pain from their wounds at this moment.

The spiritual exhilaration was enough to soothe the pain of the flesh!

Everyone craned their necks to watch amidst the golden light, seeing a figure repeatedly pummeled, then coming to their senses, each and every one of them was fervently excited.

"This is too crazy, I’m not seeing things, the one getting beaten is... a Martial Saint?!"

Many General Stars pumped their fists vigorously, each substituting themselves into Su Mu, wishing it were themselves throwing punches now.

In the process, some wounded aggravated their injuries, yet it did not restrain them in the least.

"Yes, this is how it should be!"

"Beat the hell out of him, beat him hard!"

"A Martial Saint? I’m beating the damn Martial Saint!"

...

Su Mu continued to throw punches, mindlessly punching away.

By now he no longer knew how many punches he had thrown.

Perhaps Ten punches?

A hundred punches?

A thousand punches?

With each punch thrown, the Rule of Origin Power surged, the Fixed Star Immortal Body also reveling, the Immortal Star Map faintly seeming like it was about to ignite.

With each punch, the spiritual light in Su Mu’s mind became clearer.

"No wonder it’s the true Martial Saint body, it certainly endures beating better than that Incarnation of Incense..."

"Maybe after another ten thousand punches, I could truly breakthrough the Realm of Fist Intent!"

The spiritual light of the fist intent in his mind became increasingly clear and bright, combined with the dual pleasure of pummeling the Martial Saint, driving Su Mu into ultimate excitement, with pleasure nearly bursting forth.

His whole being was boiling hot, as if turning into a raging flame, ready to incinerate everything before him.

In such excitement, Su Mu couldn’t help but howl, then lifted his fist to smack the Overlord Blade Martial Saint’s face once more.

But this time...

Su Mu’s relentless fist was halted by a hand, then an immense force suddenly surged, forcibly pressing Su Mu’s fist down a few notches.

"Enough... have you had enough?"

An angry voice, like the roar of a beast, resounded, with the Overlord Blade Martial Saint’s face twisted in fury.

Behind him, the towering blue pillar of light shone brightly, with a terrifying power descending, merging with the Overlord Blade Martial Saint.

The Overlord Blade Martial Saint grasped Su Mu’s fist with one hand, then his left sleeve fluttered, striking forward with a palm.

Crack.

In the sound of bones cracking, Su Mu’s chest caved in instantly, he spat out a mouthful of golden blood, his form sent flying backwards.