Enemy’s Appearance
"Where’s Luo Xuanxin? Tell her to come and see me." Su Cuo looked coldly and fiercely at the old Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest chuckled and said, "Miss Luo can’t come. She has some important things to deal with."
Fan Zu’ang glanced at the practitioners blocking their way at the entrance to the camp and said coldly, "The Cultivator’s Association is just a registered organization. How dare you block the way and try to stop a military action at the entrance to a military camp? Saint Changchu, do you know what you are doing?"
Over ten people of the Cultivators’ Association exchanged glances and burst out laughing.
"Times have changed. Commander Fan, don’t use the old ways of doing things to solve new problems. You need to keep pace with the times."
"Ha-ha-ha, in today’s world, great powers are always respected. The country has to rely on us to protect its homeland. Your good time has passed, ha-ha-ha-ha."
They laughed sarcastically.
Saint Changchu flicked his horsetail whisk. A translucent curtain of swirling water appeared and covered the entire camp and the surrounding areas within a radius of several kilometers.
"Nobody is allowed to leave the camp today. I’m going to kill anyone who spoils the vice president’s plan." He said this in a stern tone with a fierce look on his face.
A new era had begun, and the old order had been overthrown.
The once threatening army that could not be provoked had been challenged today.
Bang!
A dark blue bullet came out of the Spiritual Energy Gun in Su Cuo’s hand and darted at Saint Changchu’s glabella.
"Wait for me here."
Li Mu said to Tang Tian and the others.
They were confused.
Li Mu walked out of the scenic area, followed by the stupid Husky who was walking on its hind legs.
The man and the dog stopped when they were about one kilometer away from the entrance to the scenic area.
"Come on out," Li Mu said.
Nothing showed up.
Li Mu smiled and said, "You’re really bad at hiding. If you force me to take action, I will not spare anyone. You’d better show yourselves right now. I don’t want to play hide-and-seek with you."
Silence reigned for several tens of seconds.
"Good. Even though you’re the one that killed my son, I’m going to give you a chance to fight fair with me."
A fierce voice that sounded like the grating of metal rang out.
Numerous transparent, glass-like blades suddenly appeared and streaked through the air, vibrating at high frequencies. Those blades reduced rocks into powder wherever they passed and closed in on Li Mu from all directions.
Li Mu couldn’t help laughing.
He thrust out his hands and directly smashed the glass-like blades into pieces.
On the opposite side, a strong old man in a slim-fit suit with blond hair and beard walked slowly out of the rippling void.
"He can break my High-frequency Destructive Air Mesh so easily. No wonder he is known as the oriental God of War."
The old man’s lips curled in a sneer.
"Let me introduce myself to you. I’m George Marshall, the leader of the Fierce Tiger Gang, the father of the boy killed by you, and a western god who came to seek revenge."
He looked very regal.
Li Mu smiled and said, "Your son has already died here. Why did you come here to seek your death too?"