"Where is the person?" Elder Yushu rushed into the sea of ​​flowers, but could not find Li Muyang's figure everywhere.

Li Muyang seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

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

After all, as a dragon clan, Li Muyang likes to soar out of the sky at any time, and then dives from the sky - as if he doesn't do this, no one admits that he is a dragon clan.

Moreover, just now, it was like that when Li Muyang turned into a white dragon.

All are routines!

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 has not even transformed into a dragon.

Where did Li Muyang go?

Elder Yushu was confused in his heart. He was in the air and searched everywhere with a vigilant look on his face.

The opponent you can see is not necessarily weak, but the opponent you can’t see is definitely terrifying.

Dozens of other Changbai swordsmen are also looking for Li Muyang's figure. They have already set up the "Immortal Killing Formation". If Li Muyang has been missing, will they keep the formation unchanged?

This is very difficult to do.

At this moment, a pink dragon suddenly emerged from the underground pit of the Divine Palace. The dragon was composed of countless pink petals and rushed towards Elder Yushu and dozens of Changbai swordsmen at an extremely fast speed.

The pink dragon walked around the legs of the elder Yushu and dozens of Changbai swordsmen, and the swordsmen hurriedly swung their swords and slashed them.

The pink dragon seemed to come alive. The dragon head avoided the attacks of long swords after sword, and then "swooshed" into their strides and rushed between their legs.

In this way, the Changbai swordsmen were helpless. No matter how high the sword skills were, they could not stab their crotch in the crotch, right?

The pink dragon wandered between the legs of each long white swordsman, and was then cut into two pieces by Elder Yushu with one sword.

In "The Great Formation of Immortal Killing", dozens of Changbai swordsmen looked at the base of their calves with surprise.

Zhong Qiuzi is the youngest among the thirty-six Heavenly Gangs in "The Great Formation of Immortal Killing". 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 about it at that time.

He raised his legs and moved to the left according to the unique changes in the formation.

A strange thing happened. He raised his legs, but saw that his legs were still in place without moving-

"What's going on?" Zhong Qiuzi looked at the scene with wide eyes.

"What happened?"

The pain in his legs made him awake instantly.

Until this time, bright red blood suddenly gushed out from the calves that were still there.

His calf was cut off, and he was cut off from his knees in one by one.

What's even more terrible is that people have no consciousness and no pain, just like an ant gently bites his calf.

"ah--"

Zhong Qiuzi roared.

It was a pain. It was not until this time that he felt the pain of the calves being cut. There were many tendons and veins on both legs, and they were completely cut off by others. Even the iron man could not bear such pain.

The second is anger. Cutting off one's legs is equivalent to destroying one's martial arts. What's the point of a useless person, no matter how deep his cultivation level or high his realm is?

The evil dragon's attack was too cruel and too excessive. It did not leave anyone any way to survive.

But have they ever thought about how they would leave some way out for the "evil dragon"?

thump--

Zhong Qiuzi's body fell toward the ground.

Bang--

The body fell heavily on the floor of Wuyou Palace, looking like a dead body falling from a high altitude.

A corpse that was still howling and roaring in its mouth.

Without his legs, he naturally couldn't stand. Because his shouting vented the true energy in his body, he couldn't stand in the sky anymore.

Zhong Qiuzi's experience was shocking. Unexpectedly, the pink dragon just circled around their crossings and cut off his legs.

This kind of cultivation and this method are really terrifying.

With the lesson of Zhong Qiuzi, the other Changbai swordsmen suddenly did not dare to move.

They were afraid that as soon as they moved, they would find that their legs and bodies had been separated.

Their pupils swollen and their eyes were staring at their lower lane.

However, what scared them still happened.

They did not raise their legs or move.

They even secretly lifted their energy and stretched their bodies tightly. In this way, their bodies could still stand in the sky and their legs would never be separated from them.

However, bleeding began to ooze from their knees.

It was just a tiny blood. If it weren't for the white robe, and the red blood was extremely easy to soak on the white robe, it would be difficult for you to find the existence of blood.

However, they discovered the existence of those bloodshots.

Then, they all fell into despair.

"My legs were broken - mines were broken -"

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

"No, no, never, I don't want to die-"----

I feel panic because of the blood found, and I feel discouraged because of the panic.

So, the legs of the Changbai swordsmen suddenly separated from their bodies and smashed them to the ground with a thunderous thunder.

It was raining in calf.

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

No, it is much scarier than the people brought by the Ghost King and the others.

"Li Muyang, I want to kill you, I want to kill you-"

"If the evil dragon does not slaughter, the heaven and the earth are uneasy - if the evil dragon does not slaughter, the heaven and the earth are uneasy"

"Kill him, kill him-"--

Hate!

They really hated Li Muyang!

I wish I could tear him into pieces, and I wish I could cut him into pieces.

They knew that if their legs were cut, they would become a group of waste, a group of wastes abandoned by the Changbai Sword Sect.

Just like abandoning a pile of garbage, the Changbai Sword Sect no longer has their place to live. There is only one dead end waiting for them.

Li Muyang is not killing people, but it is better than killing people.

In their hearts, it would be better to be killed by Li Muyang with a sword.

When the pink dragon was slashed, Li Muyang's body had fallen to Qiandu's side again.

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his eyes stared at the dozens of long white swordsmen in the air, and then gently blew a breath of dragon breath into the air.

"call--"

Thunderbolt-

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