"Yin-Yang School, Eastern Emperor Taiyi."
"You all deserve to die!"
Like the coldest wind of a glacier blowing through the canyon, it made people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.
Zhao Mu fixed his gaze on the Yin-Yang School members present.
The aura of a hundred battles on the battlefield swept out like a hurricane, and the monstrous killing intent soared into the sky.
Donghuang could not help but take a step back. Even though he was a god in martial arts, he had never seen such a terrifying killing intent from anyone. Just how many people did this killing intent have to kill to reach such a scale?
Donghuang somewhat understood why Zhao Mu was called the God of Killing by the people of the Third Jin on the battlefield.
Yu Zheng heaved a sigh of relief, but he was also a little worried.
With Zhao Mu's martial arts and his status as one of the five physicians, he should be able to make the Yin-Yang School wary. Perhaps they could fight for a chance of survival.
However, Yu Zheng knew about Zhao Mu's martial arts.
Other than the movement fighting technique that he had taught him, there was nothing else.
Even though Zhao Mu was extremely talented and had trained on the battlefield for so many years and had cultivated the movement fighting technique to the great success realm, it was still not enough to deal with Donghuang Taiyi.
Moreover, what worried Yu Zheng the most was that he could not sense any Genuine Qi from Zhao Mu.
Like Yu Zheng, after Yu Tong was happy at the beginning, worry surged up in his heart.
She knew Zhao Mu the best. She knew that Zhao Mu had never practiced any martial arts, and there was no trace of Genuine Qi in his body.
Then, could he defeat these people from the Yin-Yang School?
Would Zhao Mu be injured?
Yu Tong even had a thought in his heart. That was why Zhao Mu had come here today. He should stay in Xianyang forever.
"A person who doesn't even have True Qi, does he really think he's invincible?”
A cold voice rang out, and a woman with a sinister face looked at Zhao Mu with a murderous look.
This woman was Great Si Ming of this generation. As she spoke, the seals between her hands changed.
A blood-red skull had already formed.
The skull gave off a terrifying aura. It contained a terrifying power that was enough to shake the world once it erupted.
" It's the Skeleton Blood Palm!"
"Brother Mu, be careful!"
Yu Tong shouted anxiously. The so-called skeleton blood handprint was extremely fast and powerful.
Many Yuyuan clansmen had died under the bloody skeleton hand.
Seeing that Great Si Ming had already activated the skeleton blood handprint, Yu Tong was even more worried about Zhao Mu's safety.
She struggled to get up, but Yu Zheng grabbed her.
"Father, I want to save him!"
Yu Tong was almost begging.
Yu Zheng shook his head.
"Xiaotong, you have to believe in Zhao Mu. Even I believe in him. Don't tell me you don't believe him as much as I do?”
Yu Zheng's words stunned Yu Tong.
Donghuang stood quietly at the side and did not make a move. He wanted to see the effect of Great Si Ming's attack and test Zhao Mu. Perhaps he could find out Zhao Mu's trump card.
Whoosh--
The skeleton's bloody handprint shot out in an instant.
A strong wind whistled, and the skeleton's bloody handprint brought up a blood-colored track wherever it passed. This was the track produced by extreme speed.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the skeleton's bloody handprint had already arrived in front of Zhao Mu.
Great Si Ming's lips curled into a smirk.
She had seen too many people like Zhao Mu.
He thought that he was invincible, but in reality, he was just a frog at the bottom of a well and did not know anything.
Today, she was going to teach this so-called killing god a lesson and let him understand that the battlefield and the martial world were completely different…
Chi--
A bright blade light instantly slashed across Great Si Ming's neck.
Great Si Ming didn't make any defensive moves at all. She didn't even know that Zhao Mu had made his move.
However, she did see the blade light. It was blazing like the sun.
uh... Uh...
Great Si Ming only managed to utter these two syllables before his head flew up into the sky and fell to the side.
This scene completely stunned everyone present, especially the Yin-Yang School disciples. They subconsciously took a step back and distanced themselves from Zhao Mu.
Great Si Ming was the elder of the Yin-Yang School's Huo Division. His martial arts had already reached the grandmaster level, and there were very few people in the world who could match him. However, he was killed so easily today. Just how powerful was this person's martial arts?
Donghuang was also feeling uneasy. As a martial grandmaster, he could barely see what Zhao Mu had done.
With only one slash, the bloody skeleton hand print was cut open, and then, without slowing down, Great Si Ming's neck was cut off.
He repeatedly replayed Zhao Mu's attack in his mind, but he was surprised to find that he had no way to dodge the attack.
His only ending was death.
Donghuang broke out in cold sweat.
He realized that he had underestimated Zhao Mu, and so had Lu Buwei.
Zhao Mu was a true killing god. As long as he wanted to kill someone, there was no one he couldn't kill. Moreover, he only needed one slash.
A giant rose from the top of Mount Shu. Minister Jin, Yun Zhongjun, used the Giant Spirit Illusion and transformed into a giant that was 30 meters tall. He brandished his huge sword and slashed at Zhao Mu.
The people of Yuyuan Clan looked at the giant in disbelief. They had never seen such a martial art before.
He also didn't expect that there was a martial art in this world that could make a person so huge.
"The Yin-Yang Art of the Yin-Yang School is indeed extraordinary.”
"Can Zhao Mu block this attack?”
Yu Zheng looked at Zhao Mu worriedly.
With such a huge body, the power of a single strike was probably enough to split open a hill.
Zhao Mu looked at the phantom of Cloud Sovereign indifferently. He bent forward and held the saber on his left waist with his right hand.
The lightning-fast slash was once again unsheathed.
With a single slash, the giant phantom was completely destroyed.
This generation's Cloud Sovereign was also cut in half by the saber and died immediately.
It had only been a short while since Zhao Mu had appeared, but all five elders of the Yin-Yang School had already died.
The disciples of the Yin-Yang School were terrified.
They were afraid of death.
Even though the death that Zhao Mu gave them was so clean and painless.
But they were still afraid.
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