The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

It is no exaggeration to say that Li Mu is the pillar of Dinghai of Zhao State, and there is even a saying among the people that [Li Mu dies, Zhao State perishes].

This Li Mu used his soldiers like a god. He once used infantry against cavalry, defeated the wolf tribe in the north, successfully defended the frontier of Zhao State, and won the love of the people of Zhao State.

The most frightening thing is that he used to frighten hundreds of thousands of northern wolf riders with one sword, so that they would not dare to invade the Zhao country, creating unprecedented myths and legends!

"Such a legendary figure, Mr. Han wants to meet."

Han Chen put down the wine bottle, smiled slightly, opened the door and got out of Che Luan.

Yan Lingji also got out of the car.

Dongjun and Ji Yanran looked at each other, and they both pushed the door to get out of the car.

Chapter 120 Seven: vs Li Mu, Soldiers Kill Swordsmanship (1/3)

On the banks of the Yishui River, the sound of water is surging.

"Report to the general, the last general was ordered to patrol here and found a suspicious vehicle, so he intercepted it. I didn't expect to alarm the general."

Several soldiers of Zhao State in military uniform saluted respectfully with both hands, and said to the white-haired general in front.

"Well, you did a great job."

Li Mu nodded, then looked at the carriage, and asked, "Do you know who is in this carriage?"

Nine out of ten people who can ride in this kind of chariot are princes of one party.

"Report to the general, the end will not be known."

It was at this moment that the voice fell.

The door of the carriage was pushed open, and a handsome young man in white clothes Shengxue came out slowly, stood on the ground and scanned the crowd, finally, his eyes fell on Li Mu.

"This Li Mu should be in the fourth level of mythology, stronger than Cao Qiudao!"

Han Chen sensed an extremely domineering aura from Li Mu's body, and his eyes lit up involuntarily.

opposite.

"Eight Seventy" Li Mu was also looking at Han Chen.

"This young man's aura is extremely introverted. On the surface, he is just an ordinary Confucian scholar who doesn't seem to know martial arts, but he is actually a half-step mythical powerhouse."

"This person is extraordinary!"

Li Mu made a judgment in his heart.

At this moment, Yan Lingji, Ji Yanran, and Fei Yan got off the carriage one by one and came to Han Chen's side, causing Li Mu's pupils to shrink slightly.

"One is the top seven!"

"One is the first level of Mythology!"

"One is the myth triple!"

Li Mu's eyes became serious.

Looking at Wushuanggui, Baifeng, Moya, and Shengqi, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"There are so many peerless powerhouses, the strength of the lineup is no less than that of an army of ten thousand people. Moreover, they all respect this young man very much."

"Who is this boy?"

Li Mu looked into Han Chen's eyes, full of curiosity.

Han Chen and the others stopped here. Although they didn't make a move, there was a coercion in the dark, which made the soldiers blocking the way a little breathless.

"These people are horrible!"

The fingertips of Zhao Guo's soldiers were all cold, and they all stood behind Li Mu involuntarily.

Fei Yan and Ji Yanran are mythical powerhouses, and the aura emanating from them is simply not something these ordinary soldiers can bear.

"Li Mu of Zhao State, I don't know who you are?"

Li Mu took a step forward and cupped his hands at Han Chen.

"Confucianism, Han Chen!"

Han Chen smiled slightly and said his name.

Han Chen?

It turned out that he was Han Chen!

Li Mu's eyes lit up, and a legend about Han Chen emerged in his mind.

"I heard that not long ago, Confucianism had a vision of heaven and earth. Moreover, Mr. Han comprehended the way of the Supreme Sword and defeated Cao Qiudao of the Qi State. I have heard it for a long time. When I saw it today, I really have an extraordinary bearing."

"Hehe, the general has won the prize!"

Han Chen smiled calmly, looked at Li Mu's sword, and said leisurely: "Han once heard that General Li suppressed a hundred thousand wolves in the north with one sword and one sword, making them dare not invade Zhao for several years. I don't know, but This sword?"

The long sword in Li Mu's hand has an ancient shape, and the scabbard has no carved patterns, but it is full of vicissitudes of life. A trace of cold sword energy emanates from the sheath, and the momentum is extremely powerful.

Swish!

Gently drawing out the long sword, the surrounding area suddenly became cold.

"This sword is named Zhenyue, and it has been by my side for 28 years."

"In the past 28 years, this sword and I have gone through life and death, fighting the enemy, just like my brother!"

Li Mu holds the sword in his right hand, with the long sword lying in front of him, his left hand caressing the blade, his eyes are full of brotherly love, this cold and ruthless deadly weapon seems to have life and emotion in his hands.

"Good sword!"

Han Chen nodded in admiration.

Ji Yanran and Sheng Qi next to him are both sword masters. Looking at Li Mu's affectionate eyes, they can completely feel Li Mu's feelings for this sword.

"It is indeed a peerless weapon!" Sheng Qi said in a deep voice.

"Looking at the whole world, only Li Mu, a military god who conquers the north and south, can control this Yuezhen sword." Dong Jun whispered softly.

Because of Zhenyue Sword, Li Mu is Li Mu.

Also because of Li Mu, Zhenyue is Zhenyue.

"Mr. Han is also a swordsman. I heard that saber is also a peerless weapon."

"The Taishang Sword Dao mastered by Mr. even shattered Cao Qiudao's Nine Heavens Sword Dao. Why don't you draw your sword out of its sheath and let Li experience it?"

Li Mu is full of expectations for Han Chen's saber.

Since ancient times, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

When Li Mu, who owns Zhenyue, meets Han Chen, who also has a famous sword, they are destined to collide with the most brilliant sparks.

groan!

A residual rainbow flew out of the scabbard.

Han Chen held the sword in his hand, pointing the tip obliquely at the ground, his black hair fluttering.

A person who was originally elegant suddenly became fierce and domineering, with a majestic posture, his eyes gleamed, and he was full of arrogance.

"This sword is called Canhong, known as the Sword of Slaying Dragons."

"The Taishang Sword Dao that Han has comprehended is the supreme Sword Dao, invincible and unstoppable. With this Sword Dao, Han also defeated Cao Qiudao's Nine Heavens Sword Dao..."

Chi Chi Chi!

There was a flash of light on the Remnant Rainbow Sword, and one hundred and eight pure white sword shadows swirled around Han Chen, causing sand and stones to fly around him.

Because of the advent of the Taishang Sword Dao, countless sword qi suddenly emerged in the woods by the Yishui River!

On the ground, under the leaves, under the stones, in the grass...

All of them automatically generate sword energy!

These sword qi shot, cut, and pierced indiscriminately, and the whole forest suddenly became riddled with holes, and the scene was very scary.

"Back, back quickly!"

"All to the back!"

General Zhao shouted in a hurry, and all the soldiers left.

Han Chen's Taishang Sword Dao was really terrifying, they didn't dare to move forward, otherwise they wouldn't know how they died. Sword Dao can be sent and received as one likes, but the derived sword energy doesn't have eyes.

"Excellent swordsmanship, it really deserves its reputation!"

After the sound of approval fell, Li Mu's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he slowly raised the Zhenyue Sword.

"This old man spent his whole life on the battlefield, defending his family and defending his country, making great achievements, and finally at the age of 50, he comprehended his own way of swordsmanship, the way of swordsmanship!"

Buzz!

Zhenyue's sword shook violently, the sound of the sword was deafening, and the sky was full of cold light.

Han Chen only felt that the whole world had become swords and swords, as if he had come to an ancient battlefield.

The setting sun is like blood, and the two armies are fighting heartily, with the roar of chariots, gold and iron horses, and iron-blooded battlefields. Li Mu has become the god of war.

however.

Han Chen woke up instantly.

"Li Mu's swordsmanship is much stronger than Cao Qiudao's Nine Heavens swordsmanship!"

"Just now, I was in a trance for a moment, as if I was in an ancient battlefield where desperate fights were fought. Only Li Mu can comprehend such a tragic swordsmanship."

"However, it's all over!"

boom! ! !

One hundred and eight pure white sword shadows suddenly merged into one.

A phantom of a long sword that kills immortals and kills gods floated above Han Chen's head. Han Chen looked at Li Mu in front and pointed forward with his right hand.

"out!"

laugh! !

The tip of the long sword phantom aimed at Li Mu, and cut straight at him.