Chapter Seventy-Eight, Bloodstained,

However, Zhuge Muyun does not seem to have given up. It's just that the sword is more urgently pressed towards Ouyang Muyun, where the friendship of the same family is still remembered, and it is clearly like a hostile enemy to each other. The moves are sharp and merciless. Ouyang Muyun felt a hot pain on his face.

The guilt in his heart prompted Ouyang Muyun not to speak. Everyone knows this. Everyone looked at it clearly. Ouyang Muyun is even favoring Li Yu, and everyone sees this matter. It's no wonder that Zhuge Muyun is so angry.

''Look at the sword!'' Zhuge Muyun bypassed Ouyang Muyun. Straight towards Li Yu, the sword turned into a shock. Stunning in one stab, Li Yu was stabbed by the sword and was slid for a few steps without stopping, and the wound ruptured again. Blood rushed out.

''Well, you still don't accept it, if you give in as soon as possible, will you still have today's pain?'' ’‘

''Silly boy, I admire you, you know that you have to be bloody all your life. But you used the wrong place today, and no one can save you at this hour today, are you just waiting to die, hurry up and get out of the way, or join us Mu Yun chasing the moon, hahaha, I like your blood, you, hurry up and get out of the way, otherwise you won't be like this.

If you are a hero, you must judge the situation, and a true hero is not burdened by the world. ‘’

Li Yu licked the blood, hammered out a golden pill from his chest, and then quickly swallowed it into his abdomen. Then he laughed. Uninhibited. The so-called hero must not be cowardly, and he still laughs at the moment of life and death, but this laughter adds more and more sadness, isolated, and can only die in battle.

Mu Yun chasing the moon must not give up this time. How can something that is at your fingertips be missed again?

''Kill!'', this time Mu Yun Chasing the Moon no longer sympathizes with the hero.

Dozens of long knives pierced Li Yu's chest and abdomen, and the blood accumulated with internal force could no longer be controlled. All at once it tilted down and rushed into the air and the desert. The pale yellow sand was stained red with blood.

Zhuge Muyun sighed in the end, regretting the stubbornness of this Chinese character in his heart. But thinking that people are dead and can't be resurrected, they add a variety of emotions such as anger and humiliation, so they have a horizontal heart, and they split Mu Yun's body from side to side. The remaining flesh was quickly cut open, but at this moment, everyone's hearts trembled.

It is really an unprecedented wonder that there is such a strong man, and everyone can't help but tremble in their hearts. They all froze in place and didn't dare to move.

It turned out that Li Yu's cut corpse did not have a trace of blood. This comes from rumors that the Demon Cult has not seen for a long time. That is to say, at the last moment of his life, Li Yu used his internal strength to seal the blood for the final outbreak. After that, the soul flew away and scattered in the flesh, and there was not a trace of blood.

The turban, which represents the style of a scholar, is scattered in the wind and falls on the treetops that have long withered.