I Am the Emperor

As for Li Mushen, no one is optimistic.

Although Li Mushen brought the corpse of the silver-spine dragon, no one believed that he did all this!

It's impossible for a **** to do it!

It seems that Leng Qiutian can't wait to compete for the position of the Holy Son. As soon as he makes a move, it is a powerful Xuan-level martial skill. How can the waste person resist?

They thought they would see Li Mushen's panic and fear in his expression.

However, Li Mushen's expression was still as calm as ever.

Standing there, the ancient well has no waves, like a rock.

No one knew what was on his mind.

"Hey, why doesn't this useless person move, is he scared and stupid? Has he given up to resist?"

"I'm afraid I'm now regretting bringing the corpse of this primordial relict in my heart!"

The crowd sneered and sneered.

Just under the ridicule and sneer of everyone, Leng Qiutian's Xuan-level martial art 'Heart-devouring Palm' finally reached, and a heavy palm fell on Li Mushen's chest!

This palm contains the power of five tigers. Such a powerful force is enough to shatter Li Mushen's internal organs and kill him instantly!

boom!

With a dull sound, Leng Qiutian's 'heart-devouring palm' fell on Li Mushen's chest.

Li Mushen is like a rock, standing like a mountain, not moving at all.

To Leng Choutian's feeling, his palm seemed to be slapped on a hard iron stone, and did not cause any injury to Li Mushen!

This can't help but make Leng Qiutian's heart suddenly tremble, "How is this possible, 'Heart Devouring Palm' can't hurt him?!"

In his ears, the voice of Li Mushen came.

"The strength is too weak. Could it be that this is the strength of the true dragon-level disciples of the Shura Holy Land? I am very disappointed."

"Arrogant guy!"

Leng Qiutian was furious, his eyes widened, and another palm fell again.

This palm is more powerful!

Reached the power of eight tigers!

Unfortunately, it still did not cause any damage to Li Mushen!

This is already 80% of his power, how could it become like this? !

Leng Qiutian's face was ugly, and his heart was angry!

"Impossible! It must be fake!"

This time, Leng Qiutian burst into full power!

On his body, the nine spiritual veins are fully opened! Spiritual blood is constantly boiling!

The loud sound like the surging of the sea resounded throughout the entire Shura altar, and everyone could clearly hear it!

In the palm of the hand, there is blood flowing in Yingying, and the power at this time has fully reached the twelve tigers!

This is almost Leng Qiutian's peak combat power!

Leng Qiutian's murderous aura erupted, he shouted angrily, and slapped it with his right palm!

"Death to me!"

The power of the Twelve Tigers changed the expressions of the disciples present, and said in shock, "What a powerful force!"

"Is this your full power?" Li Mushen said.

I saw him stretch out his hand, and when Leng Qiutian's 'heart-devouring palm' slapped it, his left hand easily grabbed Leng Qiutian's wrist!

Five fingers force.

click —

Li Mushen crushed Leng Qiutian's hand bones.

Leng Qiutian let out a painful muffled sound, and even his face was twisted together, looking ferocious and terrifying!

But now, it's not the time to care about physical pain.

He would never have thought that he had burst into full power, not only did he not kill Li Mushen.

On the contrary, it is Li Mushen, this waste!

He looked like he just made a light shot, and he easily grabbed his wrist and crushed it!

How is this possible? !

How could Li Mushen have such strength!

Leng Qiutian's heart was terrified, and his body trembled uncontrollably!

For these disciples and elders present, all of them were also shocked, their eyes widened, and they looked at this scene in a daze, it seemed unbelievable!

Isn't this Li Mushen a cripple?

It was only at this moment that they felt a powerful and fierce aura from Li Mushen's body.

This is the physical power that erupts from the spiritual realm!

No one expected that Li Mushen had recovered his cultivation!

Even the blood full of Hong, his eyes were condensed at this time, and there was an inexplicable light in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Li Mushen, you bastard, let go... let me go." Leng Qiutian said with a painful expression, gritted his teeth.

He knew that his right hand was probably useless!

He also knew why Li Mushen was able to come back from Tongling Mountain alive.

Presumably the few Flood Dragon disciples he sent have already been fortunate enough!

"Now, let me let you go?" Li Mushen narrowed his eyes slightly.

For some reason, Leng Qiutian at this time couldn't even look directly at Li Mushen's eyes.

He said angrily, "Li Mushen, what do you want to do? You and I are both disciples of the Asura Holy Land, do you want to kill me in public?"

"Asura Holy Land, you don't need garbage like you." Li Mushen said.

After that, Li Mushen wanted to kill this Leng Qiutian.