Volume 6: Overseas Chapter 294: Overwhelming Power
When the word "retreat" came out, the voice was clearly soft and low, but everyone who heard it stepped back, with shock and fear in their eyes.
Looking closely, there was a person standing behind Pharmacist Li and Sun Xiaohong. He was a man in a black robe, with a cold pale face, narrow eyes squinting, messy hair on his shoulders fluttering, and his sleeves fluttering in the wind.
Evil, murderous, cold and fierce...
Waves of creepy aura quietly spread out from the visitor.
Upon hearing this voice, Sun Xiaohong breathed a sigh of relief. Pharmacist Li's shoulders trembled and he began to laugh.
But the others were already scared silly.
This steep peak is hundreds of feet high, yet this person, relying solely on his own strength, not only managed to rush up from the bottom of the cliff, but also brought Pharmacist Li and Sun Xiaohong back to the top after they jumped off the cliff... What kind of method is this? Is he still human?
"You... you came up from down there?" someone said in a trembling voice.
It is hundreds of feet high. Not to mention them, even those masters of light skills who are unrivaled in the world can only sigh and lament that it is out of reach.
Moreover, this steep cliff had been scraped by the罡气 for many years and had long lost its edges and corners. It was as steep as a knife, and it was difficult to even use leverage. How could this person catch up from below?
With such means, who wouldn't be shocked?
Li Muchan did not respond, but looked at the injuries on Sun Xiaohong and Li Yaoshi. Seeing that they were not seriously injured, he shifted his gaze to look at the enemies in front of him.
"Get behind me."
He walked to the front between the two of them, and the familiar words made Pharmacist Li almost cry.
"If you have anything to say, we'll talk later."
At this moment, a Persian master suddenly spoke in a stern voice: "Who are you? Tell me your name."
Li Muchan had a blank expression . If he had arrived a step later, these two people would have died without a burial place.
"Li Muchan."
Hearing this name, the group of people exclaimed again.
"Li Muchan?"
"Are you Li Muchan?"
"Leader of the World Alliance ?"
…
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows. "Did you hear that clearly? Then prepare to die."
He moved again and stepped forward, but as soon as he took a step, a large number of shadows appeared out of thin air behind him as if dizzying, walking among the crowd one by one, as if each one was real, and as if each one was fake, unpredictable and difficult to guard against even gods and ghosts.
Everyone was horrified and immediately tried to fight back in their own way.
The scene suddenly became chaotic, with swords flashing, fists, palms, legs and feet fighting, all for the enemy.
But the moves came and went quickly, and in just a moment, Li Muchan's figure reappeared, and all the phantoms merged into one.
Sun Xiaohong said urgently, "Leave a few alive."
Li Muchan said "hmm" and looked at the three Persian masters in front of him.
This should be the companion that the Moon Messenger mentioned.
The three of them had their eyelids twitching wildly, and after just a glance behind Li Muchan, their scalps went numb.
But I saw those people were either raising knives, or drawing swords, or punching, or pushing...
It’s as if everyone has met an opponent, is making moves, and is defending against the enemy, but now they are all motionless.
Because everyone has an inconspicuous little red dot between their eyebrows.
The red dot is now spreading outward, emitting a faint smell of blood.
The three of them were facing a formidable enemy, and behind them were others who were retreating step by step, swallowing hard, in extreme fear.
"Don't retreat! Any further will lead to death," a Persian expert sternly declared. "This man's strength is truly beyond imagination. We must risk our lives and unite our forces to have any hope of survival."
Li Muchan remained indifferent and didn't even rush to take action. He just looked at these people quietly.
Sun Xiaohong asked hurriedly, "You just said that Ah Fei was forced into the depths of this sea. What does that mean? Is there something special about this sea area?"
The group of people were sweating profusely and were so nervous that they couldn't speak, so how could they answer her?
"Whoever tells it out, I will spare his life." Li Muchan said softly.
"I... I'm wondering..." a thin man with a pointed chin and monkey-like face suddenly spoke up. "I wonder if Alliance Leader Li has heard of Guixu? While the depths of that sea aren't as bizarre as the legendary Guixu, they do share some similarities. It's because the deep is where many undercurrents converge, so all dead things eventually drift to the depths. Furthermore, once you enter, compasses become ineffective, and with the numerous reefs, few who venture in survive. That's why we call it 'Yanluo Cave.'"
After hearing this, Sun Xiaohong no longer felt any joy at surviving the disaster.
Li Muchan asked, "How did you know? Have you been in there?"
The thin man said in panic, "I don't have that ability. This is what an old pirate told me."
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, and his cold eyes suddenly changed a little, "Old pirate? Where is he?"
The thin man was stunned for a moment, "He's dead. He's been dead for a while."
Li Muchan's questions became increasingly strange. He asked, "How did the old pirate die? Where is his body?"
The thin man was even more confused. "It seems like he was buried in the sea and eaten by a big fish."
Li Muchan asked again: "Did you see it?"
The thin man shook his head. "I heard from someone that when he fell into the sea, he saw a few bloody waves and then disappeared... Why... you don't believe me? Everything I said is true... uh..."
His eyes suddenly widened, and he looked down, only to see a sword tip protruding from his chest through his clothes.
Li Muchan's expression was calm, and he turned his gaze to look at that person.
The one who attacked him from behind was a blond man with blue eyes.
The man said hoarsely, "I want to live too... The swordsman before me was incredibly skilled, but unfortunately two fists can't defeat four hands, and I have to take care of my companions, so I can only retreat temporarily."
The man with yellow beard and black eyebrows turned his gaze to the south and said, "They are heading in that direction."
Li Muchan was just standing there, but an inexplicable sense of oppression overflowed from his whole body.
He suddenly asked tentatively, "Did you come to the Central Plains for the Bodhi Relics?"
The man was about to speak when his head suddenly bounced off his shoulders.
The ones who took action were the three Persian masters.
They looked miserable and desperate, and they could see that Li Muchan had no intention of leaving anyone alive.
We can't let them ask any more questions. If they continue, no one else needs to do anything. They will kill each other first.
"kill!"
Without any further hesitation, the few remaining people moved together and rushed towards Li Muchan.
Retreating means death, but advancing may still give you a glimmer of hope.
But their hopes soon shattered like bubbles, dissipating in the last moment before their lives ended.
"clever!"
Li Muchan smiled lightly, with murderous intent in his eyes, then he took a big step forward, then stood still, raised his palm, and pushed forward.
There were nine people left. Seeing this, they lined up in a line. As they passed each other, they transferred their skills to the person in front of them one by one. Finally, like thousands of rivers returning to the river, everyone's strength was gathered into one person.
One last fight.
The two palms collided, but in just a moment, the vitality in the eyes of the nine people was all dimmed like a candle flame extinguished by a strong wind. The nine bodies were torn into pieces one by one and crushed on the spot by the surging palm power.
The dust and noise were surging, like a wave sweeping across, shocking all directions.
After a while, when everything returned to silence, looking around, there were only broken limbs and blood everywhere.
At this time, Li Muchan looked back at the two of them.
"Are you okay?"
