Chapter 182

Jimu did not answer him, lowered his eyebrows and swept across the battle formation below. Seeing the cold-lighted armor, he already knew the Easterners' intentions. His heart was empty. He looked up at the surroundings, not knowing how many people were hidden in the clouds and mist.

"Li family ancestor is said to have Qi Refining eighth-layer cultivation, and is good at sword technique, swallowing pure heaven and earth spirit Qi. If he flees at this moment, I am afraid he cannot escape far..."

"Great King! Let me deal with this Brother Shamoli."

Several Qi Refining followers around did not know the severity, volunteered to bow, only the old minister Zhong Zhong Yuzai left by Mu Mu Jiaoman did not say a word, his hands trembling, staring straight at the troops below, fearing and trembling, looked up, looked at Jimu, and opened his mouth without spitting out words.

"You... and you, go up together and test him."

Jimu looked at him deeply, pointed out two people calmly, watched the two followers rush up happily, and then summoned the old minister Zhong Zhong Yuzai, and said by magic power:

"Alas... Witch Doctor, Brother Shamoli has already colluded with the Easterners. This time it is mostly to make me die. You lead a force to the west, pick up my one son and two daughters out of the city, find a city to let them go and live, leave a legacy for me, don't let them fight for anything..."

Zhong Zhong Yuzai's eyes were red, sighed, fell down, and the two followers beside Jimu looked at each other, feeling something was wrong, wanting to ask, but Jimu looked at the sky with a gloomy face, making the two unable to speak.

Brother Shamoli saw the two who flew up to greet him, one Qi Refining second layer, one Qi Refining third layer, both of whom were better than him in cultivation, but he did not have a little fear. He was proud in his heart, raised two large hammers, and smashed them at one person, shouting:

"The East Shanyue Qi Refining was covered in animal bones and jade, making a clanging sound, his expression was rampant, laughing loudly, holding a bone gun in his hand, flowing with mixed true Qi, picked it up and resisted Brother Shamoli's hammer."

Brother Shamoli's body was flowing with purple true Qi, thunder flashing, spreading from his hands to the hammer, colliding with that bone gun, the true Qi of the two surged, and at the point of contact, there was a bang, bursting out small electric lights.

That East Shanyue Qi Refining ate his heavy hammer, the smile on his face immediately dissipated, retreated in shock, shouting that he was numb on half of his body, fortunately, another Qi Refining cultivator with a higher layer of cultivation had already held a stick and went up, resisting Brother Shamoli's offensive.

He then had time to adjust his breath slightly, collided with Brother Shamoli several times, and seeing Brother Shamoli's true Qi power was not bad, he shouted:

"Great King, this person's cultivation method is strange, just the two of us are afraid we can't resist!"

Jimu saw Brother Shamoli's true Qi, and was more certain in his heart, waved his hand silently, the remaining two beside him flew up, and pressed up together. Jimu still did not move, secretly thinking:

"Brother Shamoli must have obtained the Easterners' orthodox method, being a running dog, now let's drag it for a while and strive for some time for the children."

East Shanyue Qi Refining four people pressed up together, immediately making Brother Shamoli's pressure increase greatly. Although he danced the large hammer with wind, the bone guns and bone knives of the crowd exploded and retreated as soon as they touched it, but the four people took turns to connect, and there was time to resolve the thunder power, so it was not very strenuous.

Brother Shamoli fought very majestically, but he had bitterness in his heart. His magic power was thin, although the power was huge, it was difficult to last. Speed was the kingly way. Seeing that he was consumed by the four people, and the Li family did not take action for a long time, he had to grin and shout:

"Family... family... family head save me!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure rose from the military formation of the Easterners, holding a sword in his hand, with vast and thick true Qi, killing into the four people, flipping his hand to knock away the bone magic weapons of the two, cautiously looking at Jimu who did not take action in the distance, silently greeting the enemy, it was Chen Donghe.

Chen Donghe alone blocked the siege of the crowd, still looking at ease, saying in a deep voice:

"Brother Brother Shamoli, you go straight to Jimu, leave this place to me."

Chen Donghe is now Qi Refining second layer, cultivating the family's orthodox "Jianghe One Qi Formula", this skill is as deep as a river, best at dealing with this kind of siege situation. Even if he cannot kill, holding the position and bearing the pressure is no problem.

Now he has also obtained the inheritance of the "Mysterious Water Sword Formula". Although he has not practiced sword Qi, he is superior to these miscellaneous Qi cultivators when fighting, suppressing the crowd, not as much pressure as facing Brother Shamoli earlier, but winning in continuous, looking at it, it is not as empty as Brother Shamoli.

"Donghe is not bad, his talent is good, and he is diligent in practicing, and his foundation is very solid."

Li Li Tongya praised from above. Although Chen Donghe's sword technique is not outstanding, not as good as that Yu Mu sword, he can also take it out to deal with the enemy, and he can fight with his respective enemies, dragging for a while, not falling behind.

"It's just that Jiantian has never had offspring, Donghe usually closes for a long time, fortunately there is Li Yuanyun accompanying, otherwise it is strange and cold."

Li Li Xuanfeng missed his sister, Li Li Tongya shook his head when he heard it, and said in a low voice:

"Chen Donghe is now Qi Refining cultivation, it is difficult to have offspring, and Tian'er is a mortal, it is even more difficult."

The two were chatting here, Brother Shamoli had already answered, broke away from the four people, held the hammer, and flew towards Jimu.

Jimu looked at Chen Donghe blocking the crowd alone, sighed decadently, stepped on the air with a knife, looked at Brother Shamoli who was coming up with a proud look, both desperate and angry, and said coldly:

"Brother Shamoli... do you know what you are doing!"

"What am I doing?"

Brother Shamoli smiled grimly, the large hammer brought purple thunder and smashed down, hitting the long knife that Jimu greeted, sparking a burst of scattered purple light, shouting:

"What right do you have to point fingers? Don't you know that this path of mine is the good return path of East Shanyue!"

"You you you... wasted father's instructions!"

Brother Shamoli fought with him for several moves, each move was heavy, beating Jimu to retreat repeatedly, his whole body numb, true Qi flowing unsteadily, even more not his opponent. Brother Shamoli laughed even more grimly when he heard his words, answering:

"You still dare to mention him? What is Mu Mu Jiaoman! Let you be the master of a country, but I have to wait for death... You are the eldest son and everything goes well, have you ever felt the taste of us people!"

Jimu fought with him for a stick of incense, and he was already exhausted, his limbs weak. Hearing this, he was stunned, laughed loudly, and shouted:

"I know... Brother Shamoli! So you care so much about Mu Mu Jiaoman... you listen..."

"No matter how glorious you are in the future, how glorious you govern East Shanyue, you will always be a dog under the rule of the Easterners!"

Jimu stepped back a few steps, turned the knife and put it on his neck, the sharp blade slid on his neck, flowing a bloodstain. Jimu grinned and stared, sneering:

"Father and I will laugh at you for being despicable, laugh at you for being incompetent, laugh at you for being a running dog, laugh at you for deceiving yourself, not being a son of man!"

Brother Shamoli was trembling with anger, surprised and angry, shouting:

"Shut up!"

Jimu sneered, proudly moved the blade, and the head immediately left the body, shaking on the spraying neck, falling like a bird.

Brother Shamoli was like being slapped, like a defeated dog, took the head, just took a look, his eyes were moved away by the heat, lost his soul and raised Jimu's head, shouting:

"Jimu is dead, those who surrender will not be killed."

The four East Shanyue Qi Refining looked at each other, hesitated and stopped, the military formation below was chaotic, the crying and screaming coordinated with this humid morning wind, Brother Shamoli's face was slightly wet, unaware, looking at the magnificent mountains and rivers in the pale white morning mist at his feet, muttering:

"Brother said this... should I have died peacefully, should I have fled to other places and wandered for a lifetime! Why... and why..."

Chen Donghe flew close, looked at Brother Shamoli holding Jimu's head in a daze, was stunned for a moment, seeing him sprayed with Jimu's blood and unaware, just standing there, two tear marks flowing on his face, Chen Donghe sighed slightly, congratulating:

"Congratulations, Great King!"

(End of chapter)