Chapter 208: Fight for him!

Everyone could feel the strong murderous aura emitted from Chu Xun at this moment. They didn't understand why the handsome man who was usually gentle and elegant and graceful had such a great hatred towards Li Muyang.

There were many stars. When the starlight burst for the first time, Li Muyang took the blow.

When he punched out, the punch triggered a bigger explosion of Qi and he was the first to be hit.

The two consecutive shock waves wrapped him in it.

Li Muyang was obviously seriously injured, and blood was already overflowing from the corners of his mouth when he was in the air.

He was dressed in rags and looked like a beggar.

There were also many holes on my face and hands, which were cut by the bursting starlight sword energy.

Tiemuxin's mouth was wide open, her forehead was sweating profusely, and she kept saying, "Go back quickly - break his head with one punch-"

"One sword to destroy the city is the second sword in "Fengxing Sword", a more sharp and domineering sword. The first sword is the main force of injury, the second sword is the main force of killing. One sword to destroy the city, the sword to destroy the city. Of course, if Chu Xun can practice this sword to the realm of transformation, this is the sword intent of killing, and this is the sword decision of killing." Lin Canghai explained in a low voice to Qiandu who was standing next to him. He is a master of swordsmanship and has more or less knowledge of the sword decision of the world. He knew that Qiandu was concerned about these, so he analyzed the situation for him at such a tense moment. "Chu Xun wants to kill Li Muyang."

A dark iron sword was floating above Lin Canghai's head. The blade of the iron sword was about to move, trembling constantly, and could rush out and give the enemy a fatal blow at any time.

Qiandu's fist clenched and loosened, his beautiful eyes stared at the battlefield without blinking, but his face was as calm as before, and he said, "Chu Xun dare not."

"But--" Chu Xun was not convinced. He could see the murderous intent in Chu Xun's eyes and the sword intent of the long sword in his hand.

Murderous intent can be disguise, but sword intent is difficult to fake.

At least at this moment, Chu Xun's sword was a murderous sword and a bloodthirsty sword.

A red light ball appeared in Lu Qiji's hand, and a small firebird's head poked out from the light ball.

The firebird tried to flap his wings again and again, but was pressed by her again and again in the palm of her palm.

She was waiting.

She was hesitating, too.

Yang Xiaohu's face also calmed down, and his right hand was huddled inside his sleeve, so the sleeve of his right arm bulged, as if there was a miniature torch wind hidden inside.

He heard Qiandu say, and he heard Qiandu say, "Chu Xun dare not."

If Chu Xun dared to kill people in public here, he would probably have ruined his life. Even the West Wind Royal Family would not be able to protect him.

Children like him who were born with a golden spoon in their mouths could not do the kind of thing that would force themselves into a dead end. If they had too many, the inner demons would become stronger and stronger.

Li Muyang's body flew backwards in the air, and Chu Xun's body was chasing him quickly.

The long sword in his hand was quickly approaching Li Muyang's chest, three inches, two inches, one inches-

He pierced Li Muyang's clothes and pierced Li Muyang's flesh.

Blood appeared above his sword blade.

Bang-

Li Muyang's back fell to the ground first, and his body slammed heavily on the stone slab.

Snap-

Chu Xun's feet also landed on the ground at the same time, and the long sword in his hand was still stabbed in Li Muyang's chest.

"vomit--"

Because of the heavy impact behind the back, the stagnation of the blood stasis that was held in the chest suddenly became unobstructed.

When my throat became sweet, I spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Li Muyang——" everyone exclaimed.

Li Muyang lay down on the ground and looked at Chu Xun, and Chu Xun looked at Li Muyang condescendingly.

"Li Muyang, you are dead." Chu Xun said in a cold voice.

"How could it be?" Li Muyang said with a faint smile on his lips: "How can a dead person hear such words as 'you are dead'?"

"If this martial arts competition is a verbal courage, you wouldn't have lost that badly." Chu Xun attacked Li Muyang with the words he sarcastically sarcastic before the game, saying: "If it's a life-and-death battle, the long sword in my hand will be stabbed forward one more clike - you will die. Your heart will be pierced, and no one can save you."

"But, why didn't you do that?"

"You—" Chu Xun's smile became brighter and he said with a smile: "Li Muyang, can't you afford to lose? No one has ever known your cultivation level. I think you should at least be stronger than I thought - if I knew you were so vulnerable and could not even block my first sword, I would not need to go through so much effort to fight with you. I would not want to bully the weak, which is inconsistent with the aristocratic education I have received."

Chu Xun squatted down, lowered his voice and said to Li Muyang, "Li Muyang, you are just a waste."

"I'm not afraid of others bullying me at all, nor am I afraid of others calling me a waste." Li Muyang said with a smile. "Do you know why?"

"I'm really a little curious."

"Because for a long time, everyone treated me like this. They bullied me as weak and called me a waste. Of course, this was still kind. I have heard a lot of even more ugly words." Li Muyang said the past and his expression was calm, as if he was talking about some miserable people who had nothing to do with him. "I was helpless when I was born to look like that."

"It seems that the eyes of the masses are indeed sharp." Chu Xun said sarcastically.

"To be honest, I thought about giving up. After I measured the little martial arts knowledge I knew, I thought about finding an excuse to turn off the duel, saying that I had a stomachache, or had a little discomfort in my head, and had hemorrhoids temporarily - I thought of countless reasons for this."

"If you really do that, it's really more decent than now." Chu Xun said to Li Muyang's face. He likes the feeling of victory, he likes the feeling of being watched. He likes looking down on others condescendingly and the feeling of the weak begging for mercy in front of him. "Li Muyang, do you know what you are lying there? It's like an injured dog, with a beast stabbed in the chest with a sword-"

"But I can't do that." Li Muyang shook his head gently and said firmly. "I can admit defeat, beg for mercy, and be shameless, but - he is a proud and arrogant guy. In his long river of life, words like giving up or begging for mercy have never appeared. It has never done such a shameful thing. If I retreat at this time, he must be very angry, right? I can feel his emotions. I know this is not the result he is willing to see."

"I am a little person, my body is vulnerable, and my fate is in turmoil. I just want to live well, for myself and for my family-" A divine light burst out from Li Muyang's eyes, which is something that looks similar to faith. "But, I have to fight for him. Even if I know that I can't beat you, I still have to stand here upright and fight you seriously - this damn dignity and damn face."

Li Muyang looked at the long sword inserted into his chest and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to stab a little further?"

Chu Xun's face was gloomy. He didn't like Li Muyang like this.

I am obviously the winner, so why should I look at his calm and determined appearance?

What's so majestic about him? He's just a useless waste.

"If you can't do it, then pull out the long sword." Li Muyang said with a smile: "When I was lying on the ground just now, I suddenly thought of a move. I think - I can save it. Maybe I will knock you away by accident?" Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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