Primordial God

When Li Mushen returned from the Huangquan Desert as a martial artist, he thought he could take revenge with the immemorial inheritance he got. Facing Wang Shitu, who was at the peak of the nine-star martial artist, he was not an opponent.

At that time, although Li Mushen escaped, he did not recover until a year later because of his near-death injuries.

Since then, the Wang family has become even more prosperous, rising from the remote Wanzhou City and becoming a behemoth that even Li Mushen can't resist.

Li Mushen didn't care about Wang Shitu, what he cared about was Wang Zifeng, who was about to return.

The first genius of the royal family!

Wang Zifeng practiced martial arts at the age of three, broke through Wuxuan at the age of seven, and went to the Donghuang Xianyuan to practice at the age of twelve. Now that three years have passed, it is the day when Wang Zifeng returns home to visit his family for the first time.

Because of his escape in his previous life, although Li Mushen didn't know when Wang Zifeng would come back, he estimated that it was just a few days ago.

At this time, Li Mushen avoided Wang Shitu's knife and thought of the peerless power of Wang Zifeng in his previous life.

One of the arrogances of the Eastern Wilderness, the group of people standing at the top of the Eastern Wilderness, is far from being able to resist him in his previous life.

Wang Shitu fought hard, but he never thought that Li Mushen didn't take him to heart at all, and even when he was fighting with him, he could be distracted and think about other things.

Wang Lengyue saw that Li Mushen had fallen behind, and took the opportunity to slash with a palm.

Li Mushen came back to his senses and stabbed Wang Lengyue in the arm with a sword.

Wang Lengyue did not dare to make a sneak attack, she hugged the injured arm and stepped back, and said to the surrounding Wang family children: "Come on together, kill him!"

Under Wang Lengyue's order, the Wang family disciples charged again with weapons in their hands.

"go back!"

Wang Shitu drank.

As the head of the Wang family, couldn't he still behead a little Wu Xuan? If the disciples of the family should start together, what is the face of the martial artist?

Li Mushen looked around at the children of the Wang family who stopped around, "Wang Shitu, you are not your opponent alone, let's go together."

"Arrogant!" Wang Shitu's eyes were red and bloodshot, and he said solemnly: "You forced me."

Wang Shitu's big sword accumulated spiritual power and became red as fire.

This is Wang Shitu's spiritual skill, Blood Moon Slash!

The big sword was terrifying, rushing away with an unrivaled aura.

Li Mushen no longer dodged, he resisted and stepped forward, waving the long sword in his hand, one stroke, two strokes...

He waved hundreds of times in an instant, stirring the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and a white spiritual hood formed by ancient spiritual energy was formed.

This knife fell, and the power was vented like a torrent of bursting dikes, and the dust flew up, obscuring the sky.

Under the aftermath of the Blood Moon Slash, several Wang family disciples were severely injured and screamed incessantly.

Wang Shitu gasped, his tiger eyes staring at the billowing dust in front of him.

"Four-star martial artist can't stop my blood moon slash, I don't believe he is still dead!" Wang Shitu secretly said.

And at this moment, a white light flashed.

Li Mushen actually broke through the billowing dust, and under Wang Shitu's shocked and flustered expression, a sword pierced Wang Shitu's head.

Clang!

The blood-red sword fell to the ground.

Drawing his sword, Wang Shitu fell to the ground and died.

His eyes were open, and he was dead.

"The master is dead!"

Amid the billowing dust, the sharp-eyed Wang family disciples let out a desolate cry when they saw Li Mushen beheading the head of the family.

When the dust dissipated, the disciples of the Wang family, whose faces were gray, couldn't believe that the head of the family was beheaded by Li Mushen.

Wang Lengyue hugged her injured arm, her pupils tightened, and she muttered to herself, "Impossible, how is it possible? Father is dead."

Tears flowed, Wang Lengyue was heartbroken, "Li Mushen, you kill my Wang family! Kill my father! I want you to die!"

Li Mushen said lightly: "You can't live because of your own sins. Yesterday, your royal family was on the first day of the new year. Today, I will be on the fifteenth. I told you that I will destroy your royal family."

Wang Lengyue opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything. She looked at Li Mushen with regret in her eyes and begged for mercy.

"It's useless, I do what I say."

The Wang family's children screamed angrily, wanting to avenge the family master, and rushed forward with red eyes.

Blood splattered everywhere, screams came and went, and a descendant of the Wang family who rushed to kill was mercilessly beheaded by Li Mushen.

The ground is full of corpses, and the rolling blood flows on the ground, which looks extraordinarily bright and compelling.

After more than 20 children of the Wang family died, the children of the Wang family were finally afraid. Seeing the murderous young man in front of them, they threw away the weapons in their hands and fled the Wang family.

In the end, except for a small number of children of the Wang family who were not afraid of death, they were beheaded by Li Mushen.

Wang Lengyue stood in despair, trembling all over, every time Li Mushen killed someone, she would feel more fear in her heart.

Under the scorching sun, Li Mushen's body was covered with blood, and he stood calmly with a long sword in his hand, his eyes deep and distant.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you last night? Because I want you to see this with your own eyes."

"Demon! Demon! You are a demon!"

Wang Lengyue couldn't bear it any longer, and hissed.

The sunlight reflected on the sword, emitting a scorching brilliance, Li Mushen raised the sword and slashed at Wang Lengyue with one sword.

"Li Mushen, you murderous demon, even if you turn into a ghost, I won't let you go."

Wang Lengyue cursed in desperation, no more indifference, like a mad woman.