Chapter 447, Dragon Clan Protection!

Seeing Lu Xingkong's strange smile, King Fu asked out loud, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"Laugh at what we're doing here. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Lu Xingkong said loudly.

"So what do you think ----- what are we doing here?"

"It's just a matter of killing talents." Lu Xingkong pushed the case up with a 'hoof', scanned the sentient beings with tiger eyes, and said: "Use all kinds of methods, situations or righteousness to force the young talents that are rare in a century of the West Wind to such a situation, and then kill them with a sword------ isn't this the purpose of our people here?" ”

"Land travels in the air, competition and competition, and the outcome is unpredictable-----"

"That's what I said." Lu Xingkong interrupted Cui Xichen's words, smiled hideously, and said, "Could it be that all of you on the stage, and all of you on the audience------ don't know what the result is?" Does anyone still believe in such nonsense that victory or defeat is unpredictable? What everyone is looking forward to is just a clean and neat torture-------- everyone is waiting for Li Muyang to be cut off by a sword, isn't that so? ”

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Once again, the audience was silent.

It's hard to tell the truth.

It's a nuisance to tell the truth.

Moreover, today I met two at once.

Lu Xing's voice was like thunder, and he shouted angrily: "What the hell are we doing here? ”

Boom-------

The majesty came, and everyone retreated.

Even the Flying Feather Army, who were responsible for maintaining order and keeping civilians from approaching the core of the battlefield, were frightened by this momentum, and retreated several steps in a row before gaining a foothold.

Silent.

Deathly silence.

After a long time, someone whispered.

"Go home, let's go home------"

"Don't fight, we won't watch -------"

"Li Muyang shouldn't die------ Li Muyang shouldn't be killed-------"

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"Li Muyang shouldn't die." Someone shouted with a crying voice: "Why do you have to kill Li Muyang? What exactly did he do wrong? ”

"We don't watch this fight, we don't want Li Muyang to die-------"

"Li Muyang------ Li Muyang------- Li Muyang -----"

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Suddenly, everyone shouted Li Muyang's name.

The tsunami roars.

That's not admiration, that's not respect, it's not worship------ it's just because they feel that Li Muyang is the same kind of person as them, and Li Muyang is one of them, their brother or younger brother.

Why did such an excellent young man have to be killed with a sword?

Why? Is this fair to Li Muyang?

No one could have imagined that the situation would develop into such an embarrassing situation.

Li Muyang made a stern accusation, crying blood, presenting the truth in front of the audience and arousing everyone's thinking. A big man like Lu Xingkong stood up and gave strong support, so that those civilians who were still hesitant to wait and see or did not have the courage to express themselves instantly found the flag, the direction of their position and the vent.

At this moment, they did not agree to kill Li Muyang.

From the beginning of everyone shouting and killing, to the current stop and killing, this is a victory in the situation and a victory in momentum.

At least, Li Muyang is no longer aggrieved to fight, nor is he 'grateful' to fight.

He was forced to fight, and he was coerced by them for righteousness and then thrown in this Excalibur Square-------

The fig leaf of the flowers was torn off, and the naked truth was presented in front of people, and then a difficult question was thrown to some people on the high platform: should this battle be fought? Is the will to go against the will of the people?

If Li Muyang is killed, what kind of chain reaction will it cause?

Li Muyang looked at Lu Xingkong with a grateful face, at this moment, to say this kind of thing in front of the king of the west wind and the civil and military officials, it is completely putting himself on the opposite side of the king and the hundred officials, and turning himself into the target of everyone------- even his own grandfather is nothing more than that, right?

Li Muyang straightened his clothes and bowed deeply to the position where he was standing.

The muscles on Lu Xingkong's face twitched slightly, and his fists clenched and clucked.

"Are you finished?" Mu Dingyi looked at Li Muyang and asked out loud.

This old guy is really rough and thick-skinned, and now when everyone is shouting not to let Li Muyang die, he is still unmoved, a picture of 'the long sword in my hand is already hungry and thirsty'.

For him, all the affairs of the world are mundane, and all the people of the world are laymen.

What he wants to do must be successful, no matter what the outside world says or thinks.

The sword is like flowing water, and the heart is like stopping water.

Mu Yubai was greedy because of the snowball, and broke his state of mind, so he was defeated.

Mu Dingyi really did it, and his heart was like water.

The mind rises, and the mind falls.

Do not stain the dust, do not pay attention to the world.

"That's it." Li Muyang said loudly.

"Let's get started." Mu Ding said aloud.

Li Muyang sneered and said, "Do you really think that you will definitely be able to kill me?" ”

Mu Dingyi frowned slightly, and said: "I have never met an opponent who talks so much nonsense, with the time you are talking, our battle should have started and ended a long time ago------ however, I have to admit that you do have the ability to speak a lotus." But what's the point? ”

"What do you expect them to remember? Today they will fall silent for what you have said, and they will feel unjust about what has happened to you. What about tomorrow? When they wake up, they forget it all. Nothing will be remembered again. Because, there are more important things waiting for them to ------- livelihood. They have to think about how they want to live and how they can live better. ”

"So, in the end, the ----- that keeps you alive or your life is nothing more than the sword in your hand."

Li Muyang sighed softly and said: "Being old and not dying is a thief, and the ancients really don't deceive me." ”

Mu Dingyi's palm made a move towards the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky rolled up, and then tore to both sides, revealing a dazzling white light in the middle of the huge opening.

Sou-------

A blue greatsword landed in the palm of his hand.

The blue sword was like a flying rainbow, tangible but intangible.

What's even more surprising is that listening quietly, there is still the sound of rushing water inside.

It was a water sword condensed from the waters of the sky.

Water is impermanent, but can melt all things.

Mu Ding held a long sword in his hand, the blade of the long sword pointed at Li Muyang, and said in a deep voice: "Draw the sword." ”

"I don't use a sword." Li Muyang said.

Mu Ding nodded, and then raised the big sword in his hand at Li Muyang.

His man is like a cloud, and the sword in his hand is like a puddle of water.

There was no dazzling electric light or the sound of a fierce explosion.

In front of Li Muyang, under the gaze of his eyes, he raised the long sword in his hand so lightly.

Then, a sword slashed down.

The slashing trick of the water-stopping swordsmanship!

The long sword slashed at Li Muyang's head and slashed at Li Muyang's body.

The long sword was very long, and the giant sword was very huge, enveloping Li Muyang's entire body.

However, countless people see a very ridiculous feeling.

What kind of sword is this?

This is the peerless swordsmanship ------ the sword god's father?

You must know that Li Muyang only needs to take a step back to be able to dodge this sword.

Li Muyang only needed a faster blast of his sword to be able to push him into a desperate situation.

"Old Immortal Mu----- what kind of swordsmanship is this? Is this the essence of the water-stopping sword technique? ”

"It looks ordinary, no wonder our Zephyr Sword God was seriously injured by a nameless boy-------- such a swordsmanship, I knew that I was also going to challenge it------"

"There is no name------ the sword technique of stopping water has a name in vain------"

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The people on the high platform had cold expressions one by one, and looked nervously at the sword that Mu Ding slashed out.

They all know that the old immortal is the old immortal, and he was already the old immortal of the West Wind Sword God who defeated countless strong people decades ago, and he has been in retreat for many years to break through the realm, and his current strength cultivation must be much higher than before.

However, what realm he has reached still needs to be known by performing his stunts.

"The sword ------ of the old wood immortal is already extraordinary, and it is beyond people's reach." Cui Xichen said with a soft sigh.

"Water Stopping Sword Technique-----" Lu Xingkong's eyes stared at the sword, and he was terrified. "This sword is as wet as water, but it also contains thunder. The more peaceful the sword momentum, the stronger the sword intent. Of course, all this sword intent and murderous aura were wrapped in that blue clear spring, and there was not the slightest overflow or waste-------"

"But the moment he suddenly released or exploded------- it was like a landslide and tsunami, instantly engulfing the human body."

The most nervous person is Li Muyang.

Although he hated this old monster very much, he had to admit that Mu Dingyi was the most powerful human master he had ever met in his life.

After all, Snowball is just a small animal. Or rather, an energy body.

He stood opposite Mu Dingyi, watching with wide eyes as he raised his sword, and watched with wide eyes as he picked up his big sword and slashed at himself.

He could even see the trail of the water above his greatsword, and even hear the rattling sound------

Li Muyang closed his eyes.

Close your eyes not because you're afraid.

It's because he's reminiscing.

In the few days that he had locked himself in the small garden, he hadn't rushed to practice Breaking Realm, because no matter how hard he tried now, it wouldn't have much effect.

After a few days, how could it be possible to compete with the old monster's hundred-year-old cultivation?

All he could do was to enter the tears of the dragon king, desperately search, desperately search, and see if there was any black dragon in it that dealt with peerless swordsmanship.

The dragon clan sheltered, and finally let him find a way to defeat the enemy.

(ps: I chose Lao Liu's book and made my friends suffer.) Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so you should eat more cakes for a few months to replenish your energy. I wish all friends who see this message to eat meat, not gain weight, drink water and whiten. The full moon is reunited, and the red envelopes are soft. ）