The Divine Martial Stars

Wang Shiyu's eye sockets almost burst open in wrath. She began to flail and wriggle with every bit of her strength.

But how could she get rid of the spell of Fairy Emperor of Light?

Crystal tears flowed down her beautiful, fair cheeks.

More than once, she hated herself for being unable to cultivate martial arts. But that bitterness was not very strong until that moment.

If she had strong powers, she would not have been a burden to Li Mu and the others, nor would she have watched her most beloved man be beaten so badly, failing to be any help to him at all.

"Young Master…" Ming Yue could stand it no more. She burst into tears and rushed up with reddened eyes, yelling, "I will fight against you bastards to death!"

"Freeze!" Fairy Emperor of Light raised a hand and once again cast the Freeze Technique to fix Ming Yue on the spot. Then, he warned, "Kid, you're not a sinner. Don't make yourself one."

Guo Yuqing shoved his Flying Lightning Spear forward and screened Ming Yue from harm's way at once.

Yuan Hou gave a deep roar with rage. In the thunderous roar, he transformed into a giant golden mountain ape. Brandishing the Demon-subduing Pestle in his hand, he rushed forward regardless of his life. Yet, he was knocked to the air by the back of Zhangsun Changkong's broadsword after taking only three blows for Li Mu.

"Haha, a golden beast? Is it Li Mu's pet?" Zhangsun Changkong stamped on Yuan Hou's head, making his head directly sink into the mud, and said, "Good, a rare kind of mountain ape. I will reluctantly let you be my watchdog, haha."

He deliberately humiliated Yuan Hou in front of Li Mu to provoke him.

The Four Men's Symphony from the Hun Yuan Sect also could not bear this.

If Li Mu was dead, then the four of them would be doomed as well.

They were on the same ship now. They would rise or fall together.

"Master!" The four disciples of the Hun Yuan Sect shouted, dashing toward Li Mu. But they were stopped by four extraterrestrial cultivators. The fierce battle began and soon they fell into a disadvantageous position. If it weren't for the Taoist Treasures, they would have been killed on the spot in less than 50 strikes.

The Flying Lightning Spear in Guo Yuqing's hand was flashing feverishly, but for some reason, he still did not make a move.

"Hahahaha…" After ascertaining that Li Mu no longer had any strength to fight back with several tentative attacks in a row, the young man from the witch tribe audaciously raced to Li Mu and launched dozens of punches in one breath, which threw Li Mu up to the air, buffeting him this way and that.

"Aren't you strong? Aren't you invincible? How can you be so vulnerable now? Haha, trash is always trash after all. You can't even take one punch from me." Exultant, he deliberately tried to sting Li Mu with his words.

The long broadsword in Li Mu's hand resisted the blows with all his strength.

But as he had been exhausted and the broadsword momentum had been disrupted, how could he fend off the storm of attacks his opponent threw him?

In a flash, Li Mu was hit by the endless fist force in midair and did not fall. In that instant, he was punched by the young man from the witch tribe countless times.

"Kill!"

Zhangsun Changkong, the Demon Broadsword, darted forward like a bolt of lightning and took a hack with his weapon.

The broadsword energy cascaded like a river of blood falling from the sky and went straight at Li Mu's legs. It was clear that he did not intend to kill Li Mu just like that, but to break his limbs, to torture and humiliate with that.

Clang!

At the critical moment, Li Mu blocked the blow with his broadsword.

Even so, he was bombarded into the ground by the enormous force of the Demon Broadsword, creating a large pit on the floor and lying at the bottom of it. The long broadsword in his hand, which was a fine Taoist instrument, was so badly chipped that it was almost broken…

"He is an indigenous loser after all. His power is pitifully weak." Zhangsun Changkong, the Demon Broadsword, stood at the edge of the pit, looking down upon him with a sneer and ruthless scorn.

"No—" Wang Shiyu cried desperately in her head.

"Haha, aren't you pretty tough? Get up and keep fighting!" The young man from the witch tribe sped to the side of the pit despite his deformed legs, stepped on the ground. He stamped the ground and the earth shook. The counterforce of the earthquake sent Li Mu flying out of the pit.

And then, what caught Li Mu in the air was the endless bombardment of fists.

Like a rag doll, Li Mu was whacked and hammered about. The constant punches prevented him from falling. Blood splashed in the sky, and the already miserable injuries looked more gruesome now…

Zhangsun Changkong, the Demon Broadsword, kept attacking Li Mu, hoping to torture and kill him. However, every time he launched a deadly attack, Li Mu managed to fling the long broadsword in his hand to resist.

Some other extraterrestrial cultivators also joined the attacking team.

But no one was in a hurry to kill Li Mu.

Because many experts had seen that Fairy Emperor of Light did not want Li Mu to be killed instantly. When Li Mu was buffeted and tortured, a strange smile curled the lips of Fairy Emperor of Light.

The Fairy Emperor seemed to be enjoying the scene very much and was also looking forward to the next violent attack.

Half an hour passed in the brutal gang fight.

Li Mu completely lost the ability to stand on his feet.

Nonetheless, he stubbornly struck back from time to time. Even though he could not hurt his enemies, he was determined to show his resistance and unyieldingness.

Such an action provoked Zhangsun Changkong, the youth of the witch tribe, and the other experts even more, prodding them to make more cruel and insidious moves.

Finally, after another half an hour, Li Mu was thoroughly beaten into a pulp.

Fairy Emperor of Light seemed to have lost his patience at last. He said, "Alright, send him to hell now."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhangsun Changkong, the Demon Broadsword, burst out laughing. A bright light suddenly erupted from the Demon Broadsword in his hand. Layers of Taoist figures flowed out, and a terrible force started surging. The horrible broadsword momentum directly scared away the other practitioners from outer space. Then, the broadsword hacked, aiming at Li Mu's neck.

He was going to finish Li Mu off in the same way that Li Mu finished off the head of the Golden Sun Sect and the other extraterrestrial experts.

"Filthy bug, accept your fate!"

Zhangsun Changkong gave a sinister laugh.

Li Mu, who was already in a bloody mess, fell freely from the air. He was just about to be cut by the broadsword and meet his downfall. Many people already pictured the scene that Li Mu's head was tossed up with a shot of blood.

Wang Shiyu fainted under the strain.

Guo Yuqing was aggravated. He thrashed his spear forward but it was too late.

The four disciples of Hun Yuan Sect, who were already covered with wounds, were knocked down to the ground. Their eyes were widened as if going to burst at the scene. But they had no time to rescue their master…

However, no one noticed that Li Mu's fingers, which were loosely closed around the ancient broadsword which was almost broken, abruptly clenched the handle and a strange power began to quietly circulate in his body…

The next moment, something shocking occurred.

A figure suddenly landed beside Li Mu without warning.

That figure shielded Li Mu from the Demon Broadsword.

His movement was steady. He was very tall, and his palms were exceptionally large. He stretched out one hand to catch Li Mu and help him stand on his feet, while the other hand clamped Zhangsun Changkong's remarkably forceful Demon Broadsword as if pinching a fallen leaf.

"Why go this far?"

The man remarked in a low voice.

"Aargh!" Zhangsun Changkong was so shocked that he could not even utter a word. He only felt that there was an overwhelming force that he couldn't resist flooding toward him along his Demon Broadsword. He could not throw it off at all. And his organs were burning like fire. He spat out a mouthful of blood before being sent flying backward.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

His figure directly knocked the youth of the witch tribe off his feet and threw away the extraterrestrial experts who were about to kill the four disciples of Hun Yuan Sect. Those experts rolled over on the ground like a bunch of gourds.

That was obviously the result of the mysterious figure's deliberate exertion of his full strength.

The sudden turn of the event took everyone by surprise.

Under Li Mu's smashed eyelids, a trace of amazement flashed across his eyes, but he quickly concealed it. At the same time, the strange power flowing in his body dissipated, and his fingers gripping the ancient broadsword loosened again…

"Big jerk, are you okay?" Said a familiar voice of a girl.

It turned out to be Nannan.

And the man who saved Li Mu in the nick of time was precisely the burly old man surnamed Ma whose golden hoop got taken off by Li Mu in the Fairy Hall, or say, that Monkey King surnamed Ma.

"If he is guilty, kill him. Torturing him like that only brings shame to the sects in the vast galaxy." The old man surnamed Ma straightened up. He was tall and sturdy, and he was wearing an air of austerity.

There seemed to be lightning in his eyes. He glanced at all the cultivators present and no one dared to meet eyes with him.

Fairy Emperor of Light looked cold and lofty. He surveyed the old man surnamed Ma. As if having registered something, he frowned and asked, "Monkey, where are you from? I never knew there was such a monkey in that place. Your seal is not firm enough so you broke out. But why didn't you try to prolong your existence in the galaxy but come here to meddle in my business instead?"

The old man surnamed Ma was clearly acquainted with Fairy Emperor of Light. Looking high-minded, he confessed, "This young man has done me a favor. Today, I must save him. I've also heard a lot about you, Fairy Emperor of Light. If it was in the past, I wouldn't dare to go against your dazzling power. But now, you just got out of your own trouble. So, how much of your strength and cultivation do you still have?"

Fairy Emperor of Light shook his head and said, "You can't save him. You alone are not competent to do that."

The old man surnamed Ma gently took Nannan off his shoulder and placed on the side to let her take care of Li Mu first. Then, he took ten steps forward, screened Li Mu from view, and said, "It's not up to you to say whether I am competent or not. My fists have the final say."

Before his voice had died away, he threw a punch.

He raised his huge fist and a glass-colored fist print flew out. Like a meteorite, it carried a destructive force that was beyond anyone else's imagination and instantly approached Fairy Emperor of Light.

"The floating shadows dissipate into the void," said Fairy Emperor of Light.

An invisible power began circulating within his words. Like a thin layer of snow melting in the rays of the sun, the glaze fist print began to dissolve when it was several meters away from Fairy Emperor of Light and soon vanished without a trace.

It was not until now that the whistling sound of the fist print and the thunderous burst of air along its path carried to the ears of the spectators. How fast the punch was!

The old man surnamed Ma didn't say a word. He bent his knees and stooped down a little, and took an absurd boxing posture. Then, he waved his fist. In an instant, hundreds of punches burst out. None of those punches carried the air of normal punches or stirred up any gush of wind.

However, in front of Fairy Emperor of Light, layers of ripples appeared silently, as if rain was hitting the surface of a pond. The space and light around him seemed to begin to distort.

"Bright light and magnificent power gather on me," Fairy Emperor of Light chanted nonchalantly, still motionless like a mountain. "If it wasn't because I am afraid of your Great King, you would have already died 10,000 times the moment you attacked me."

In truth, Fairy Emperor of Light was in deep fear for the other party's background and origin.

The monkeys of that bloodline were all very powerful. They had once caused a lot of trouble in the galaxy and incurred a great disaster. However, no one dared to kill them, because the king of those monkeys was extremely imposing and protective. Even though it was said that the mysterious monkey king had been suppressed several thousand years ago, still, no one in the Ziwei Star Region had the guts to kill the monkeys of that bloodline.