Chapter 669, a breath of dragon gas!

"What about people?" Elder Yushu rushed to the sea of flowers, but he couldn't find Li Muyang's figure everywhere. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Muyang seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Everyone looked up at the sky, wanting to see if Li Muyang would rush down from the sky again.

After all, as a dragon clan, Li Muyang likes to soar beyond the nine heavens at every turn, and then swoop down from the sky----- as if no one else recognizes him as a dragon if he doesn't do so.

Moreover, when Li Muyang turned into a white dragon just now, it was such a set of procedures.

It's all a routine!

The Changbai swordsmen all felt that they had seen through Li Muyang's routine.

However, to their disappointment, Li Muyang was not seen in the sky.

This time, Li Muyang hadn't even turned into a dragon yet.

Where did Li Muyang go?

Elder Yushu's heart was puzzled, and the person was in mid-air, searching around with a vigilant face.

An opponent who can be seen is not necessarily weak, but an opponent who cannot be seen must be terrifying.

Dozens of other Changbai swordsmen are also looking for Li Muyang's figure, they have already placed the "Immortal Cutting Array", if Li Muyang has disappeared, have they always kept the formation unchanged?

It's hard to do.

At this moment, a long pink dragon suddenly burst out of the underground pit of the shrine. The long dragon was composed of countless pink petals, and it rushed towards Elder Yushu and dozens of Changbai swordsmen at an extremely fast speed.

The pink dragon circled the legs of Elder Yushu and dozens of Changbai swordsmen, and the swordsmen hurriedly swung their swords and slashed away.

The pink dragon seemed to come to life, dodging one sword after another, and then swooped into their straddles, scurrying between their legs.

In this way, those Changbai swordsmen are helpless, no matter how high the swordsmanship is, they can't poke towards their crotch, right?

The pink dragon swam between the legs of each of the white swordsmen, and was then cut in two by Elder Yushu's sword.

In "The Great Array of Killing Immortals", dozens of Changbai swordsmen looked at the base of their calves in surprise.

Zhong Qiuzi was the youngest of the thirty-six Tiangang in the "Immortal Slaying Great Array", and after the pink dragon was cut off by Elder Yushu, he felt that his legs were a little strange.

However, he didn't think much of it at the time.

He lifted his legs and moved to the left in a way that was characteristic of the formation.

Something strange happened, he obviously raised his legs, but he saw that his legs were still in place and did not move-------

"What's going on?" Zhong Qiuzi stared at this scene with wide eyes.

"What happened?"

The crusting pain in his leg made him sober up instantly.

It was only then that the calf, which had stayed in place, suddenly gushed out with bright red blood.

His calf was cut off. From the knee, cut it off in unison.

What's worse is that people are unconscious, without pain, as if ------ an ant has gently bitten on his calf.

"Ah--------h

Zhong Qiuzi roared.

One is pain. It was only then that he felt the pain of the calf being chopped. There are so many veins in his legs that even an iron man can hardly bear such pain if his legs are completely cut off.

The second is anger. Breaking people's legs is tantamount to destroying people's exercises. What is the point of a wasted person, no matter how deep his cultivation is and how high his realm is?

The dragon's attack was too vicious and excessive. There is no way to survive at all.

But did they ever think that they had to give the dragon a little way to live?

Thump--------

Zhong Qiuzi's body fell to the ground.

Bang-------

The body slammed down on the floor of Sanssouci Palace, looking like a dead body falling from the sky.

A corpse still howling and screaming in its mouth.

Without legs, there is no way to stand. And because he yelled and vented the true qi in his body, he couldn't stand tall in the sky anymore.

Zhong Qiuzi's experience was shocking, but he didn't expect that the pink dragon had already cut off his legs just by going around between them.

This kind of cultivation, this kind of method, is really appalling.

With Zhong Qiuzi's experience, the other Changbai swordsmen suddenly didn't dare to move.

They are afraid that if they move a little, they will find that their legs and body have detached.

Their pupils dilated, and their eyes were fixed on their path.

Still, what frightened them happened.

They didn't lift their legs, they didn't move.

even secretly lifted his breath and tightened his body. In this way, their bodies can still stand tall in the sky, and their legs will never be separated from themselves.

However, blood began to ooze from their knees.

It was just a tiny streak of blood, and if it weren't for the fact that they were wearing a white robe, and the red blood water was extremely easy to soak on the white robe, you would have been very difficult to find the existence of the blood.

However, they found out about the existence of those blood streaks.

Then, one by one, they all despaired.

"My leg is broken------ my leg is broken-------"

"My legs were bleeding, and the dragon ------ cut off my legs-------"

"Don't, don't, don't, I don't want to die-------"

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Panic because you find blood, and get discouraged because you panic.

As a result, the legs of the long white swordsmen suddenly separated from their bodies, and they smashed to the ground with a thunderbolt.

It rained a calf.

The bodies of the Changbai swordsmen were still soaring high in the sky, their eyes were blood-red, their eyes were split, and their voices were sad and angry, like a group of evil ghosts from the ghost realm.

No, it's much more terrifying than the people they brought with the ghost king.

"Li Muyang, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you-------"

"If the evil dragon is not slaughtered, the world is restless------ the evil dragon is not slaughtered, the world is restless"

"Kill him, kill him--------"

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Hate!

They really hate Li Muyang!

I can't wait to break him into thousands of pieces, and I can't wait to cut him with a thousand knives.

They knew that if their legs were cut off, they would become a bunch of wastes in the future, a bunch of wastes abandoned by the Changbai Sword Sect.

Like throwing away a pile of garbage, the Changbai Sword Sect no longer had a place for them to live. There is only a dead end waiting for them.

Li Muyang is not a murderer, but it is better than murder.

In their hearts, it is better to be slashed by Li Muyang with a sword.

When the pink dragon was beheaded, Li Muyang's body had already fallen back beside Qiandu.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his eyes stared coldly at the dozens of Changbai swordsmen in the air, and then gently blew a breath of dragon qi into the air.

"Hoo --------"

Thunderbolt ------

The dozens of Changbai swordsmen fell to the ground one after another, as if they had ordered a pot of dumplings.