Chapter 746, the power of punishment!

Li Muyang was hit by the sword in the chest again.

This time, even though Cai Yunyi helped him block most of the sword energy, his body was still seriously injured.

A huge hole was cut into Caiyun's clothes, and two pieces of clothes as thin as silkworm wings drooped there listlessly, with white silk stained with blood, extremely dazzling.

The flesh on his chest was lifted, revealing the thick white bones that were broken into two pieces. If the sword energy penetrated slightly deeper inside, Li Muyang's body would be cut in half by him.

Ximen Zhuo's advice is far more terrifying than any swordsman Li Muyang encountered before.

A person cut off the sacred world and did not enter the mortal world. He even forgot the sword skills of the Sword God family - but he realized the true sword skills.

The unparalleled nameless sword.

In Li Muyang's opinion, no, even with the picky eyes of the black dragon, he believed that Ximen Zhuo's opinion was the man who approached the sword ancestor Ximen Chuxue first.

That is a strong man close to the demigod!

Such a person should have been one of the most powerful people in the starry sky, but he was unknown and willing to live in a slave - it is really incredible.

Caiyunyi seemed to know the pain, and this time it recovered very slowly and looked very difficult.

Li Muyang was intimate with it and knew that she was working hard to repair herself - but this sword was indeed too heavy and even the immortal's robe could not completely resist.

What's more, Cai Yunyi took the sword forcibly, which made Li Muyang cry out in his heart.

Thinking of Cai Yunyi, Li Muyang missed his enlightened beast with nine heads even more - the old guy didn't know where he was taken to by the Divine Palace.

Li Muyang promised to take her to visit famous mountains and rivers, but I don’t know if there will be any chance in the future.

Ximen Zhuo looked down at his injured arm, then sighed softly, and said, "I have blocked my two swords one after another, and I can be called the number one young man in China. No one else is as good as you. No wonder the master highly praised you."

"I don't think you are praising me." Li Muyang said in a distant voice.

He mobilized the Taoist "Laozi's Qingniu Curse" to allow the sword energy in his body to be quickly relieved, so that the wounds in his chest could be recovered faster.

Although Li Muyang is a human being, he has the bones of the dragon race. Therefore, his physical fitness is different from that of ordinary people.

If an ordinary person's chest was cut like this, he would have died long ago. How could he be as calm as he did to talk to others?

"What? Do you want to be the number one person in the starry sky?" Ximen Zhuoding looked at Li Muyang in surprise and asked, "He has such a state at such a young age. He can already look down on all living beings - if I had such a mind when I was young, I wouldn't have it - forget it, the past is gone, it's better not to talk about it."

"I can't kill you, neither the first boy nor the first person in the starry sky." Li Muyang glanced at Ximen Zhuoding's arm that was injured by the Peach Blossom Sword and said, "Compared with those false names, living is the most important thing. I want to live."

"That's really a pity." Ximen Zhuo looked at Li Muyang with regret and sympathy. "You are really the best young man I have ever seen, but since the master wants to keep you-I will keep you."

Ximen Zhuo looked at Li Muyang's visible bones' chest and said, "You should know that with your current physical condition, you can't take my third sword-"

"Do these three swords have names?" Li Muyang asked.

"The first sword, I named it "harmony". All things are most important, and harmony means peace and peace, and stop disputes. Harmony is reconciliation. This sword is not about killing, but about meditation, but about reconciliation."

"Where is the second sword?"

"I named the second sword "Qi". Qi is strength and emotions. Only when power and emotions merge, there is an unstoppable sword formation for all things. If the Qi is not there, the sword will lose its vitality, and it is just a mustard of vulgarity."

"I'm really looking forward to the third sword." Li Muyang said.

He came here with the intention of killing people, but met a rare and wise opponent.

The joy of seeing skills is a common problem that any practitioner will encounter when he breaks the realm of cultivation.

The first master Li Muyang killed was Cui Zhaoren from the Cui family. He was so vicious, but in the end he heard about it and died in the evening in order to understand the true meaning of "Sword of Tribulation".

Whenever I think of it, Li Muyang feels deeply. He finds it hard to understand why a person is so obsessed with the pursuit of martial arts.

After he truly entered the sect and realized the Tao, he realized that martial arts was a path of no return without going back. Either he could not enter the sect. Once he stepped in, he would probably be unable to let go of it.

Now, Li Muyang suddenly realized that he was not so hurrying and was not so anxious to kill people.

He wants to realize the truth!

Understand other people's ways and then resolve your own confusion!

"The third sword is "Tao"." Ximen Zhuo looked at Li Muyang with a look of discussion that I had not considered yet. "Tao is the truth, people should reason, and swords should also reason. Heaven, earth, and people have their own reasons. Tao is nature, and nature is their own, and it is so. Natural is like this."

"That is a natural sword, a natural sword. This sword should be like this, and it exists between the world." Li Muyang nodded and said. "This name is very good."

"Will it be too big?" Ximen Zhuo said embarrassedly. "I'm afraid that the name is too big, and this sword is not worthy of this name."

"Then let me give it a try first." Li Muyang said: "If I think it's appropriate, then you can call it this name."

Ximen sighed again with the will of choice. Today he sighed more times.

"If you try, you will die." Ximen Zhuo said reluctantly.

"If I die, your third sword can be named "Tao". The Dragon Slaying Sword Technique, named after this, means that no one in China can say anything, right?"

Ximen Zhu pondered for a moment and said, "But I still want to hear you tell me personally - should this sword be called "Tao"?"

Li Muyang looked slightly moved and said, "Then let's go naturally."

Ximen nodded with permission and said, "Then please try my third sword."

"No-" A faint voice rang out.

Song Chenxi opened his eyes with difficulty and said in a low voice: "Don't kill the sheep - young master-"

"Chenxi--" Song Gudu was trying hard to eliminate the tiny unknown poison gas. Seeing his granddaughter awakening again, his beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and he said with heartache: "Chenxi, don't talk, rest with peace of mind--"

"Grandpa - you just agreed - Chenxi -" Song Chenxi said intermittently, as if he might not be able to hold on at any time. "You said - don't kill - don't kill -"

"Dawn, don't be excited." Song Gudu hurriedly comforted. "You can't even protect yourself now, and you are still thinking about what that kind-hearted person does? Do you know that the cold poison in your body was his-"

"Chenxi knows-" Song Chenxi's eyes had already been red from crying, and she said, "Chenxi said that if Song is guilty, she will redeem it with Chenxi's will-"

"Chenxi--" Li Muyang felt uncomfortable and dared not look at Song Chenxi on the sickbed.

In order to kill Song Gudu, he and Chu Ning used a trick to poison Song Chenxi. Song Chenxi was infected with this nameless cold poison. Only Song Gudu could force the toxin out by himself.

He cleared the toxins in Song Chenxi's body, his vitality was greatly damaged, and his strength was greatly reduced. Li Muyang was more confident to kill him, completely knocking down the Song clan and let them bear everything that Lu had experienced.

A small person is not a gentleman, and a non-toxic person is not a husband.

Li Muyang has decided that he can do whatever he wants to take revenge.

However, when he heard that Song Chenxi was in danger of his life, he still insisted that Song Gudu not kill him, Li Muyang felt guilty and blamed himself.

When others do evil to you, can you perform the same method on innocent people?

Song Chenxi is Song Gudu’s granddaughter, and she has nothing to do with it.

But she is now experiencing the most cruel things-

Song Gudu had a kind look and stretched out a hand to cover his granddaughter's eyes.

By the time his palm was moved away, Song Chenxi had fallen into a coma again.

Li Muyang must die!

Song Gudu couldn't agree to her request.

Ximen Zhuo looked at Li Muyang with a discretion and said, "Only by the calmness of your heart can you exert your true combat power. For you, the most important thing is to be alive."

"Thank you." Li Muyang said. He began to respect the opponent.

Ximen Zhuo's body moved with his discretion.

This time, he took the initiative to fly out of the room.

His body disappeared in place, and no figure was seen in the air.

However, Li Muyang felt huge pressure.

He is not in the sky, nor on the ground. But there is a breath of his existence everywhere in the sky and the earth.

He had no sword, nor did he leak a trace of sword energy, but all things in China, every flower, a grass, a insect and a bird, could be his sword.

He transformed into thousands and merged with the world.

It's natural, it's natural.

This sword should have existed between the world, or in other words, this sword has existed between the world.

Just wait for people to understand, worship, or manipulate.

This is a sword that makes people weak, and it is also a sword that makes people have nowhere to refute and cannot fight back.

Li Muyang's eyes were bright and a very joyful smile appeared on his face.

What a wonderful sword, what a good swordsman.

The world is so big that there are always some people and some things that move you.

Li Muyang's body slowly rose and then hangs in the air.

His eyes were closed and his hands were raised.

Click—

In the sky, thunder flashed.

The black clouds rolled and the heavy rain was pouring.

The sky was clear and cloudless just now, but suddenly it rained heavily, just like Li Muyang raising his hand and tearing a huge hole in Tianmu.

Among the nine heavens, nine white dragons fell from the sky, with their dragon heads twisting and rumbling towards the Tiandu courtyard.

Kowloon Initiation!

The power of punishment of the Dragon Clan!
Chapter completed!