The Ancient Zombie Emperor

Pfft!

Blood splashed everywhere!

A figure staggered out, he was pushed back more than ten steps, holding onto his severed arm, he looked at Xiao Mu with a terrified expression.

Xiao Mu moved like a god of death, the ancient sword-drinking blood slashed across and a bloody head flew out, rolling on the ground.

The hidden technique made him envious, with it, Xiao Mu had a chance to kill an opponent two realms higher than him.

The people who were hunting Xiao Mu had already been killed to the point that they had lost all courage, and upon looking at Xiao Mu, their entire bodies trembled. More and more people had long since lost the will to fight and fled in the dark. Just that, would Xiao Mu do as they wished?

"Since you've come, do you still want to leave?" Xiao Mu said with a cold smile. When his voice entered everyone's ears, they all felt a chill down their spines.

Xiao Mu was going to kill them all!

Xiao Mu had already blocked a Fifth Stage Warriors's escape route ahead of time. The ancient sword-drinking blood released a trace of blood fiend energy, as if it was roaring at a vengeful spirit, causing the's brain to explode.

Blood splattered everywhere. The three corpses that had their foreheads cracked were lying in the dust.

"Xiao Mu, don't go too far!" A warrior of the sixth step said with a sullen face, unable to contain his anger.

Xiao Mu held his sword and rushed forward, he sneered: "If you want to kill people, you better prepare yourself to be killed!"

The sword rose, and the head fell to the ground!

The stench of blood on Xiao Mu's body became even stronger, like a Demon Lord charging towards his opponent to destroy his mind! A A disciple of the Flowing Moon Sect who was disguised as a A disciple of the Flowing Moon Sect, under the Blood Ancient Sword, was filled with terror as he said: "Xiao Mu, don't kill me, I am..."

Xiao Mu was even faster, his sword sweeping across the ground! He would not give any of the disguised A disciple of the Flowing Moon Sect a chance to explain his identity. The only option was to kill them all. The minds of the A disciple of the Flowing Moon Sect s who were disguised as themselves fiercely shook, as they inwardly panicked. Their hearts were filled with boundless regret, if they had known earlier, they would not have surrounded and hunted Xiao Mu.

A few panic-stricken sword light battled, and one disguised A disciple of the Flowing Moon Sect after another was killed at the waist.

They were completely terrified and terrified as they kneeled on the ground and begged for forgiveness, "Don't kill me, I'm begging you!"

However, Xiao Mu was not a good person, towards people with the intention to kill him, there was no need for him to be merciful. The ancient sword-drinking blood s killed all the warriors one by one like grass.

Seeing this scene, Shangguan Yingying was deeply shocked. The blood Qi on Xiao Mu's body, couldn't help but shiver. Why did this youth who was around her age have such heavy killing intent on him?

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Suddenly, there was a loud sound in the air, and a violent force exploded out of it. A big handprint suddenly appeared out of nowhere and went straight for Xiao Mu. The sword qi slashed out by the ancient sword-drinking blood was also extinguished with a single palm strike.

Xiao Mu's face congealed, the spirit energy in his palm burst forth, his palm striking the big handprint. With a rumble, a terrifying destructive aura exploded. All the old trees within ten meters exploded, and boulders were sent flying.

Xiao Mu's body trembled. Looking at the middle-aged man who had suddenly appeared, his heart skipped a beat. This was a Fighter 7-dan expert!

Not only that, another fist imprint struck over. It exploded with a terrifying aura that was like rolling thunder. It was simply on the verge of shattering a towering mountain. Xiao Mu's Mountain Splitting Palm struck the fist imprint, with a boom, the Mountain Splitting Palm was crushed like a heavenly blade, the fist imprint was instantly shattered!

However, a formidable force passed through the fist imprint, causing his body to tremble as he took a step back.

With another Seventh Order Warrior approaching, the Mountain Subduing Fist Lin Dan bared his teeth, and looked at Xiao Mu with a sneer on his face.

"Xiao Mu, you have quite the strength. Only by killing such a person would I feel a sense of accomplishment!" Lin Zi Dan licked his lips and said with a wild look on his face.

Xiao Mu sneered: "I'm just afraid that you don't have that kind of life to kill me …"

Before he could even finish speaking, Xiao Mu's face changed as his body instantly moved ten meters away. At the place where he had been standing, a beam of saber light suddenly shot out. The cold Qi chopped a huge rock into two, breaking it cleanly.

Another set of saber-wielding Seventh Order Warrior arrived, a pair of eyes that were filled with killing intent stared straight at Xiao Mu, the willow leaf blade in his hand released a cold light.

Rumble rumble rumble!

In quick succession, another six attacks of warriors of the seventh step arrived, each one containing an incomparable killing intent and bone-piercing light. If one was not careful, Xiao Mu would be drenched in blood. In particular, one of the sword beams had even caused Xiao Mu to feel a chill on his body.

Clang! When the ancient sword-drinking blood slashed apart a dark green long sword, Xiao Mu's body trembled, and an immense force struck over, causing his figure to plummet back ten metres. After stabilizing himself, he looked at a white-clothed female with a face full of fear.

That sword qi just now was created by her!

The three Seventh Order Warrior s, along with the six and nine Great Seventh Order Warrior s at the back, were all separated by a distance as they surrounded Xiao Mu, looking as if they were ready to act.

Right at this time, a tenth Seventh Order Warrior appeared.

The ten great Seventh Order Warrior s gathered together, besieging Xiao Mu!

In this sort of situation, death was inevitable. Even a martial artist of the eighth step would frown in the face of such a scene.

Xiao Mu looked around at the ten people, and said with an ice-cold expression: "You really think highly of me."

"Hehe, if that's the case, then this is your honor. You should thank us for joining hands to kill you." The first middle-aged man to attack sneered.

Ouyang Jing opened his mouth:! Xiao Mu, no matter how talented and breathtaking you are, you are still not a match for us ten. I advise you to surrender! "

Xiao Mu laughed, and his voice resonated in the old forest. Suddenly, his eyes shone with an intimidating light as he said, "With just you?"

"Hmph, it's a good thing for young people to be vigorous, but to treat ignorance as one's own character is to die!"

The middle-aged man was the first to arrive at the scene. On his large hand, a red light erupted and a wave of shocking bloody Qi erupted.