MTL - The Divine Martial Stars-Chapter 610 a cracked mountain

A cavalry of about 100 people blocked the way of Li Mu and others.

"Stupid Orientals, stop your despicable steps."

A sturdy scorpion riding a tall reindeer, wearing a chain armor, a hand-pierced cone-shaped sword in his hand, looks like a medieval knight dressed up, burly and quite visually impactful.

Li Mu has read the information, and the Western cultivation community is now divided into new and old schools.

The new faction is a new generation of practitioners, as well as a variety of abilities who appear with the recovery of the aura, perfectly integrated into the modern technology and social life, will use their heat weapons to enhance their combat power.

The old school is some ancient heritage, such as the Holy See, monks, monks, monasteries, etc., still adhering to the ancient way of life and fighting.

This reindeer knight is obviously old.

"Now roll down the back of this white cow and kiss my boots. Otherwise, you will taste the anger of the Knights of Sark today."

The reindeer knight is full of pride and contempt.

"kill them."

Li Mudao.

Dragon King and Yuan Hao shot at the same time.

However, it took five or six minutes to get bloody.

The so-called [Sark Knights] was completely destroyed.

The yak king stepped on the blood.

Along the way, I have encountered a number of Western cultivation forces. Without exception, they are full of arrogance and contempt. They are going to kill Li Mu and others, and the final result is to be killed without exception.

Li Mu and others came with the wrath of revenge.

They have been restrained by what the West has done in Tibet.

At least there is no indiscriminate killing to kill the innocent civilians.

About half a day later, the yak king took a **** road and finally reached the mountain road in the Alps.

In the era of great recovery, this prestigious mountain range in Europe really turned out to be 'growth'.

The mountain peaks towering into the clouds.

Large expanses of white clouds hang over the deepest peaks, as if in the depths of the clouds, hidden in the legendary heaven.

Temple of Heaven.

This is the largest sanctuary in Europe, located on the highest peak of Mont Blanc.

It used to be 4,800 meters in height.

Today, I am afraid that it has already passed 10,000 meters.

At the foot of the mountain, tens of thousands of Western monks have gathered, from various countries.

There is also a well-equipped mercenary that has placed the most powerful hot weapon positions in Europe.

The entire European cultivation community is elite, with more than 60% concentrated here.

They looked at the eyes of Li Mu and others, and they were full of hatred.

The killing of this Eastern Expeditionary advance team shocked the West.

Li Mu slowly stood up from the back of the Yak King.

He looked at the foothills of the mountain, the squad of the Western practitioners, and smeared a chill in his eyes.

The figure slowly floats up.

It is 100 meters high.

Then, reach out and grab it in the void.

The luck of the sky rolled over, and the white clouds of the Bailangfeng in the Alps, like the long whales, squirmed into the palm of Li Mu and turned into a long silver knife with a length of 100 meters.

Condensation is a knife.

Li Mu did not say a word.

He lifted it with one hand, lifted it over his head, and then slammed it with his hand.

The whole sky, the whole world, under the edge of this knife, seems to be divided into two.

The tumbling air waves suddenly separated.

The shock and fear on the faces of the Western monks in the distance quickly amplified at this moment and then settled.

The earth cracked.

This knife directly smashed a crack of several hundred meters on the ground, opened the mountain, and cut off the European mountain from the middle.

The overflowing knives fluctuated, as if the sun was tumbling and rushing to the crowd, and instantly smashed nearly nine thousand Western monks under the foothills.

Only a few hundred people left, relying on reaction and cultivation, to avoid the fate of being killed.

But it is also more familiar and seriously injured.

The Alps are divided into two sections.

It seems to be a big dragon in the vein, splitting from the middle.

The dark seams don’t know how deep, cracking the mountains and extending them far into the distance.

As for the armed super-elite hot weapon mercenary?

Together with the weapons, it has been turned into fly ash under the lingering aftermath.

This knife shocked the counterparts of the Eastern advance team.

God!

This is the power that only God has.

Even many people know that Li Mu has created countless miracles.

But this knife has already surpassed the limits of their imagination.

This is not at all an area that human monks can achieve.

Li Mu stood in the air, holding the blade of the cloud and looking at the far-reaching Bailangfeng.

"You are not trying to challenge me? Come on."

He spoke.

The sound is not big.

But it echoes between heaven and earth.

Resounded over Europe.

The roar of a dragon came from the Mont Blanc in the depths of the Alps.

In the sun, the silver scales flicker.

The silver-western Western dragon with a wingspan of more than two hundred meters came from the sky, and the burly figure standing on the back of the silver armor, a red-haired long hair with a flame of zero, fluttering in the wind.

Behind him, there were also priests and nuns dressed in black robes, coming out of the air.

"Oriental God of War Li Mu?"

In the hands of the silver armor, carrying a thick silver dragon gun with a length of ten meters, it was as light as nothing, staring at Li Mu, and his eyes showed a dignified look.

He never imagined that in this rumor, the **** of war in the East, the strength was so terrible to this extent, God, this time, seems to have kicked the iron plate, there is trouble.

Li Mu did not speak.

It’s a slap in the face.

This knife is not as earth-shattering as before.

This is a slap in the air.

The silver man’s face suddenly appeared the color of fear, and he was covered in silver light. The dragon gun in his hand trembled in a hurry, holding his hands, making a parry posture, and even bursting out a roar.

However, nothing happened.

Li Mu is just a sham.

The dragon knight, known as the "Hand of God," was frightened.

Li Mu could not help but shake his head and laughed.

"Look at your virtue, what qualifications are there to challenge me?"

His face is contemptuous.

"you……"

The silver armored knight reacted and he was teased.

Li Mu's first knife was directly shocked, so it was too nervous. The other party was just a casual movement, and he was shocked and overreacted.

"Oriental, you walked along and killed us too much..."

The silver armor knight opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

Li Mu’s hand is a knife.

This knife, but you are no longer illusory.

laugh!

Dragon gun, knight, silver dragon, Qi Qi a stiff.

Then it was made into six paragraphs.

Blood spray.

Falling down the ground.

Li Mu did not stop, directly killed the past, left and right cut, without a few knives, the priests and monks who came behind, all killed in the air, one did not stay.

The next moment, he turned into a streamer and rushed to Bailangfeng.

Save people.