Chapter 665, it's a failure!

Repression!

Silent!

The more silent it is, the more oppressive the atmosphere becomes.

Li Muyang is indomitable.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

In Sanssouci Palace, except for the sound of Li Muyang stepping on the stone slab step by step, no sound was heard.

The power increased little by little, and the murderous aura solidified a little.

Li Muyang single-handedly stepped forward, but walked out of the majesty of thousands of troops.

Every time Li Muyang took a step forward, those people took a step back.

Their teeth were clenched, and their clothes were soaked. Others almost fell to the ground because they retreated so quickly.

They felt grief, indignation, humiliation. How could the mighty human race, the human race that stood in Shenzhou for thousands of years, be forced to be like this by an evil dragon?

It's not that no one has thought of fighting back, Wang Daochong is the one who wants to take the opportunity to fight back.

The scene just now was so humiliating and embarrassing.

He had to regain his faith, he had to reinvigorate the lintel.

If he can't make a move against the evil dragon today, I'm afraid that the demons in his heart will enter his body, and it will be difficult to advance in the realm of cultivation in the future.

This evil dragon, he has implanted "fear" in the depths of the hearts of these cultivators.

Wang Daochong's heart was beating faster, his blood was gushing, and the palm holding the hilt of the sword was soaked with sweat.

He finally mustered up his courage, and then sharply drew his sword and slashed at Li Muyang.

Cha--------

Ten thousand peach blossoms bloom.

Wang Daochong's body rushed forward to stagnate instantly, and then was shrouded by those thousands of peach blossoms.

Bang--------

Wang Daochong's body burst open, turning into a rain of flowers scattered on the snow-white white jade floor.

Fast!

Incredibly fast!

Vicious!

Unbelievably ruthless!

Before most people could see what was happening, Wang Daochong's body had already been torn into powder by the pink petals.

Then a big living person becomes ------ a big dead person.

It's very romantic to say, but no one will have the word "romantic" in their hearts when they see this scene.

The peach blossom sword in Li Muyang's hand was instantly unsheathed, and instantly retracted.

It's like it's never pulled out.

Li Muyang held Qiandu in one hand and the peach blossom sword in the other.

Lean slightly and keep moving forward.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

This time there was no one to stop it.

Li Muyang took Qiandu's hand and led his dragon guard team towards the gate of Sanssouci Palace.

When they came in, they were extremely fast, and when they wanted to go out, they realized that this Sanssouci Palace was so huge, and the road was so long.

The crowd kept retreating, and then dispersed like a tidal wave in both directions.

The Enlightened Beast looked towards the huge stone gate of Sanssouci Palace, thinking to itself that as long as Li Muyang could walk outside the palace gate, it would be able to use the prohibition to close the gate.

At that time, even if they were able to reopen the Divine Palace, Li Muyang and they would not know where to flee to for a long time.

"It's close. Chido looked at the gate of the shrine.

She knew that the gate was a moat, the distance between life and death.

If they pass through that gate, and the Terrans still don't have the courage to stop Li Muyang, then they will never be able to attack Li Muyang again.

At least today.

Approaching step by step, Li Muyang's body was less than three feet away from the palace gate.

Many Terrans were forced by Li Muyang's might, and their bodies had retreated outside the palace gate of Sanssouci Palace.

"Two --------"

"One foot -----------"

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Qiandu silently counted in his heart.

Bang--------

Bang---------

Bang---------

One of Li Muyang's feet was about to step out of the gate of Sanssouci Palace.

This is the darkness before the dawn, this is the calm before the storm.

The more at this time, the tighter Li Muyang's body became, the more his mind gathered, and the stronger the dragon power emanating from his body.

Crush!

Use their invincible dragon power to crush their momentum and courage to the ground, so that they can't have any resistance heart.

Let them fear their own power in the depths of their hearts, and let them constantly think about the consequences of possible failure.

Failure is death!

It's the same as the royal road chong who was torn apart by the peach blossom sword just now.

The Changbai swordsman of the Changbai Sword Sect is retreating------

The black-shirted powerhouses of the Netherworld Sect are retreating-------

Those sword masters of the Sword League are also retreating-------

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Bang!

Li Muyang's one foot stepped outside the palace gate of Sanssouci Palace, and then he only needed to take another foot to escape from Sanssouci Palace safely.

One of the swordsmen of the "Evil Dragon -------" Overlord Sword Alliance was oppressed by Li Muyang's momentum, his expression was hideous, his pupils were blood-red, and his hand holding the knife was trembling.

He retreated step by step, and his spirit finally reached a critical point.

Either it explodes, or it is defeated into idiot.

History, many times, is created by those little people inadvertently.

Or rather, the impact.

"I'm going to kill you-------"

The unknown sword leader of the Sword Suppression Alliance waved the ghost head knife in his hand and pounced on Li Muyang, who was about to get out of trouble.

Cha--------

Unsheathed!

Sheath it again!

Except for the peach blossoms flying in the sky, the peach blossom sword in Li Muyang's hand seemed to have never moved at all.

The swordsman of the Sword Alliance paused for a moment, and then half of his body suddenly fell to the ground.

Then the other half of the body fell to the ground.

Bang--------

Bang---------

Two muffled sounds of stones crashing into the pool.

Not harsh, but piercing.

This swordsman of the Sword Alliance died faster and more miserably than Wang Daochong.

But he didn't deserve to die at this time.

Silent!

Deathly silence!

Li Muyang's footsteps finally stopped.

Li Muyang didn't leave, and Qiandu didn't do it again. The dragon protection team that followed closely behind Li Muyang also stopped.

They know that something has changed.

The Terrans are not retreating.

Many of them have retreated outside the Sanssouci Palace, and many more are still in this Sanssouci Palace.

Their expressions were still fierce, their eyes were still fearful, and the bloodshot in their pupils was deeper and thicker, but there were some indescribable emotions.

Sneer--------

Snort----------

It was a heavy wheezing sound.

Everyone stared at Li Muyang with blood-red eyes, staring at the evil dragon who was about to walk out of front of them.

Snort----------

The rhythm of breathing suddenly stalled.

"Kill!"

Someone shouted. The voice came from the chest, dull and hoarse, but with a breath of fire.

"Kill!"

Countless people responded with a voice.

Kill!

In all directions, countless human clans brandished the murder weapons in their hands and slashed in the direction where Li Muyang was.

"It's a failure!"

Li Muyang sighed softly.