Chapter 463: He is a dragon!

Above Lanshan, Divine Sword Square.

A huge crack appeared above the head, like a blood-colored rainbow bridge hanging across the sky.

The colors are dazzling, sad and sad.

The scars in the sky will be slowly compensated and then completely disappeared.

However, scars on the human body will never heal.

The wind blows gently and the snow falls slowly.

Like those onlookers, even these elves of nature dare not disturb the tranquility above the square.

Mu Ding died.

His body exploded in the air, turning into wisps of dust and floating on the earth.

This is the truth that everyone has witnessed.

Everyone looked up at the place where the wooden tripod exploded, with a shocked expression and a swelling pupil.

"Old god-he actually died?"

"How could he die when the old god who guards the West Wind Empire? How could he be killed?"

"Old God——"

They witnessed the final result of the battle with their own eyes, but they still couldn't accept the facts in front of them.

In the hearts of the people of Tiandu, Mu Dingyi is the West Wind Sword God, the guardian of the empire. He is a super strong man older than them.

He is like two white horses at the entrance of the White Horse Temple, like one of the Buddha statues in the Thousand Buddha Temple, like the two divine birds engraved on the south gate, like Zhuluyuan, which they occasionally think of but will never disappear. Like their distant relatives or unclosed elders, like a hemorrhoid on the soles of their feet or a piece of moss under their butt.

But, how could he die?

Upstairs of Zhaixing.

The bright girl and two handsome brothers stood in front of the windowsill, and the three of them were filled with shock and incredible expressions.

"Brother Third, I'm not mistaken, right? Is my eyes blurry?"

"You read it right, and your eyes were not blurred - Li Muyang really defeated the old immortal-"

"How is this possible?" Song Tingyun looked unwilling. "With Li Muyang's cultivation level, how could he defeat the old god - what magic he used?"

Song Tingyun suddenly became particularly excited, and turned to look at Song Tao and said, "Yes, he must have used some magic technique - otherwise, this is impossible to do. I know his skills, and I have seen him fight Chu Xun. At that time, he was just a beginner. He was just a beginner. Even if he was a genius, even if he practiced for a thousand miles a day, he would never be able to kill Mu Dingyi. How could such a person who had become famous for more than a hundred years could be defeated by a so-called genius?"

"Tingyun, calm down." Song Tao shouted. "I know, it is difficult for you to accept everything that is happening in front of you. You don't want to accept it, and I don't want to accept it. But this battle happened in front of us, and we saw it with our own eyes. Li Muyang is indeed very powerful. He is no longer the same level of opponents as us - we are far inferior to us. This is a fact. We must accept this cruel fact in order to know shame and be brave. We can have the opportunity to surpass again. Otherwise, we will be stepped on by such people all our lives, and there is no possibility of turning over."

"I don't believe it." Song Tingyun's eyes were filled with blood, and he stared at Song Tao and shouted: "How could there be such a person? How could there be such a person in this world? Why is Li Muyang a good idea to defeat Mu Dingyi after only two years of practice. If so, let him practice for a few more years, even grandpa-"

Song Tingyun didn't continue, but his meaning was quite obvious.

With Li Muyang's progress rate, I am afraid that even their grandfather will no longer be his opponent in a few years?

Song Tao also fell silent.

After a long time, he said softly: "There are talents in the country, and they are all leading the way for hundreds of years. Grandpa, he has already had an era that he owns. Next, it depends on us-"

"Where is Li Muyang?" Song Chenxi asked out loud.

Her problem broke the worries of the two brothers, and they looked at the Divine Sword Square together.

"Where is Li Muyang? Did Li Muyang be killed by Mu Ding one by one?"

Yes, after a sword, Li Muyang disappeared with the blood light, as if he was attacked by the sword energy and instantly melted.

However, everyone felt that Li Muyang would not die so easily—

They had never thought that Mu Dingyi would die before, but Mu Dingyi would die.

At this moment, they were full of confidence in Li Muyang's strength again-

Just by today's battle, Li Muyang can become a legend of the West Wind and become a peerless powerful man that attracts all of China.

"Old God--" Elder Chengfeng rushed to the high altitude quickly, rushed to the place where the old God---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Old God——"

Shi Tao and other senior officials of the Sword Hall knelt on the ground.

"Old god."

Hundreds of white robes knelt on the ground.

Chu Xianda looked at the sky and murmured to himself: "The old god, he - he just left like that?"

"Your Majesty, please feel sorry for your grief--" Cui Xichen spoke out to comfort him. His eyes looked at the sky and searched hard, but Li Muyang was still not seen. I have to say that Li Muyang's performance surprised him.

If we count who the person who hated Li Muyang the most in the whole world, it must be his member of the Cui family. The Cui family was led by him, which means that he was the one who wanted to kill Li Muyang the most.

The news of Li Muyang killing Cui Zhaoren reached Tiandu, and he sent nine groups of masters to chase Li Muyang.

Unfortunately, those people either died at the hands of Li Muyang or at the hands of those who protected Li Muyang. Gu Mo was unable to intercept his steps into the Duanshan Mountain until he chased to the foot of Wuming Mountain.

At that time, he knew that this son was not a thing in the pool.

However, he was just a young man after all, and he was just a junior who had practiced martial arts for several years. Even if he had talent, how much success could he achieve in a short period of time?

Later, when Li Muyang entered the Starry Sky Academy, he had to put the revenge on hold for the time being. He didn't want to make Starry Sky unhappy because of a small Li Muyang, and then make a big grudge with the starry sky monsters.

This time Li Muyang entered Tiandu, and he knew that the opportunity to take revenge had come. In any case, he would keep him in Tiandu this time--

But what I didn't expect was that some people were more impatient than him, and some people took the lead.

A series of strange things happened: Baili Changhe died in battle, Mu Yubai was defeated, and then Mu Ding died in battle-

"If I took action in today's battle--" Cui Xichen couldn't help but ask such a question in his heart. "How much chance of winning?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, victory or defeat is common in military affairs. This is the result that no one wants to see. However, since the two strong men have made the final choice, we can only fulfill their wishes. The old god sacrificed the sword with his own essence and blood, and finally used the strongest sword. He saw the power of this sword with his own eyes, and he left with a smile on his face. He was at ease, and Your Majesty should be at ease." Li Fu, the eunuch beside Chu Xianda, bowed and comforted.

Lu Xingkong's eyes were so fierce that he stared at the sky without blinking.

Once Mu Ding dies, he deserves to die.

He didn't care whether Mu Dingyi was the West Wind Sword God, the patron saint of the empire or the shitty old immortal Shishui - he was the opponent to challenge Li Muyang, the killer who wanted to kill Li Muyang.

So, he deserves to die.

If he doesn't die, then the person who wants to die will be Li Muyang.

He only cares about one thing: Where is Li Muyang?

"Where is my grandson Li Muyang?" Lu Xingkong was anxious.

He knew the power of that sword.

He knew that ordinary people would not do anything like sacrificing swords with blood, unless the madman—

When the wooden Ding came out of the water and fell to the ground, he probably knew that it would be difficult for him to kill Li Muyang.

However, he was unwilling to give up and was unwilling to give up.

For pride, dignity, or the pursuit of the strongest power of warriors—

He used the forbidden sword to burn his life.

Is it respectable?

"Bah." Lu Xingkong cursed fiercely in his heart. "Old dog, you can die, why do you want to take my grandson away?"

Lu Qingming was just anxious. His eyes were blood red and he rushed towards the ditch on the ground, using the technique of moving the shadows, and his body moved from one big pit to another, searching the entire deep ditch in the Divine Sword Square. He was worried that Li Muyang would be injured by the sword and fall into the deep ditch after being injured.

Unfortunately, I can't find it everywhere.

"Li Muyang--" Lu Qingming stood on the square and shouted loudly regardless of his image, regardless of his identity.

In the sky, a ball of white light quickly descended.

The white light fell faster and faster, like a comet crossing the sky and falling down towards the ground.

"Ao—"

The wolf king exclaimed, then his body rushed forward, just blocking the white light.

thump--

Li Muyang's exhausted body slammed heavily on the wolf's back.

When Xueqiu heard Li Muyang's voice, she also screamed in a "chiji" manner, waving her four short legs and rushed towards Li Muyang.

"Li Muyang is not dead--" someone shouted happily.

"Li Muyang——"

"Li Muyang——"

"Li Muyang——"—

Divine Sword Square, everyone is united.

Everyone shouted the name with excitement.
To be continued...