I Am the Emperor

At the Shura altar, the eyes of the disciples and elders present also focused on Leng Qiutian's body.

Leng Qiutian looked at Li Mushen coldly.

Li Mushen stood indifferently, with a calm expression, and he didn't care what this Leng Qiutian had to say.

A cold glow appeared in Leng Qiutian's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Lord Holy Master, there have always been rules in the worship of Shura, and the son of Shura needs to hunt down the relics of the beginning."

"As we all know, today's Holy Son Asura, the precious blood in his body has been taken away, and his cultivation base has been abolished. He is just a cripple. What ability does he have? Go hunt and kill a relic from the beginning!"

From Leng Qiutian's body, the cultivation of the Blood Melting Sixth Layer broke out!

The spiritual blood in the body is surging, and the surface of the body is full of blood!

The coercion is like a mountain, crushing on the body of Li Mushen!

"This cripple, he's lying!"

The coldness on Leng Qiutian's face was even more serious, and it was transmitted to Li Mushen.

"Waste, how did you come back alive from the Tongling Mountains?"

As soon as Leng Qiutian's words came out, the elders and disciples present expressed their approval.

Li Mushen stood in front of them, and there was no aura of cultivation.

Likewise, they did not perceive the surging physical power in Li Mushen's body!

Even the power of an ox has not felt it!

In fact, not only Leng Qiutian thinks so, but many people present think so!

As for Li Mushen, under the taunting and oppression of Leng Qiutian, his expression still did not change in the slightest, but his eyes looked at this Leng Qiutian, and gradually narrowed slightly, shooting out two fierce cold beams!

"It seems that you don't believe in my strength."

"Hahaha…

Li Mushen's words made Leng Qiutian sneer wildly, and then the sneer on his face subsided, as if looking at a dead person.

"Waste, if you are really strong, then you and I have a try."

"Hey, since you can kill a second-order cultivator, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with me, right? Holy Son of Shura!"

While speaking, he unabashedly revealed murderous intent.

Today, in front of everyone, he will get rid of this thorn in his side that prevents him from becoming a holy son of Shura! Thorn in the flesh!

He raised his head, defiantly in contempt.

"Crap, do you dare to compete with me?"

Everyone also looked at Li Mushen, wondering if Li Mushen would agree?

They can all feel the powerful killing intent emanating from this Leng Choutian's body. If Li Mushen agrees to fight against Leng Choutian, this Leng Choutian will definitely find an opportunity to get rid of him!

Of course, they don't care about that.

Li Mushen is nothing but a waste.

Dead just fine!

Shura Holy Land does not need such people!

At the same time, Lord Shura also spoke.

He opened his mouth and said: "Li Mushen, he is right, if you killed this relic from the beginning, then you must have enough strength, then fight with him and let this Holy Master see yours. What is the strength?"

Lord Shura's words made the sneer on Leng Qiutian's face even worse!

Li Mushen's expression still did not change. Looking at Leng Qiutian, he said, "Leng Qiutian, you are not qualified to be my opponent."

"Humph!"

"As expected of the holy son of Shura, who has no one in sight, if I am not qualified to be your opponent, who can be your opponent?"

On Leng Qiutian's body, the aura of his cultivation base has emerged, the momentum of his body is rising, and the killing intent in his eyes has emerged.

Since the Holy Master has already spoken, Leng Qiutian is too lazy to talk nonsense with Li Mushen.

"Today, let me teach you a good lesson, you arrogant and arrogant cripple!"

After finishing speaking, this Leng Qiutian has launched an attack on Li Mushen.

With a move of his footsteps, he rushed towards Li Mushen, his spirit blood surged, and he slapped it with a palm!

This palm contains 50% of Leng Qiutian's power, and it has the power of five tigers to slap Li Mushen's chest!

He sneered in his heart, "Today, I will use this mysterious martial skill 'Heart Devouring Palm' to kill you with one blow!"

When this palm was slapped, the void vibrated slightly, and the power contained in it was extremely powerful.

Among the disciples and elders who were watching.

A real dragon-level disciple exclaimed, "Senior Brother Leng seems to be using a Xuan-level martial art, 'Heart-devouring Palm'. I didn't expect that it would be such a powerful martial art at the first shot, and it would be a complete waste!"

An elder nodded, looking at Leng Qiutian's eyes with satisfaction, and said, "This 'heart-devouring palm' is a Xuan-level martial skill, it is extremely powerful, and it is a precious martial skill in the martial arts pavilion. This martial art has been cultivated to the point of perfection."

"Yeah! You see Leng Qiutian's right palm moving, the void trembles, and there are sounds of tigers roaring around. The power of this palm may have reached the five tigers, and it is worthy of being a real dragon. One of the best existences among the disciples!"

"This Leng Qiutian will be the next most favorable competitor for the position of the Holy Son!"

"…"

The people present had a lot of discussion and were amazed at Leng Qiutian's strength.