Looking at the violent Li Mu, the big yellow dog had a lingering fear and clamped its tail tightly.
The old beggar kept rubbing his eyes.
There was a hint of relief in little Ming Yue's timid eyes.
There was only one thought in Zhou Kole's mind at this time.
Fortunately, she prevented her cousin from making trouble for Li Mu, the county magistrate of Taibai County, because of the Magic Moon Shoot.
Otherwise, it might not be the giant flood dragon but his cousin, Ling Li, who was swung back and forth and beaten violently by Li Mu and almost unable to take care of himself.
The middle-aged warlock in cyan clothes, covered with blood, climbed out of the rocks on the cliff.
Obviously, he had also suffered a serious injury. One of his legs was still lame, and a lot of his mana had also collapsed. Only the faint green light of the wind was protecting him, and he still had some power to protect himself. However, the expression on his face was not much better than the old beggar and the others. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
He realized that his previous judgment of the boy was completely wrong.
The county magistrate of Taibai County was not only worth winning over, but must be won over.
Even … he had to win over him.
If he could get the help of such a ruthless person, the situation of the princess and the little prince would be much better, even though it was not reversed. It would not be as precarious as it was now.
Boom! Boom!
"How dare you break my clothes …"
Li Mu entered the state of madness, like a madman, beating the giant flood dragon violently.
"Give me a bucket of blood to compensate me, and we will be even."
He grabbed the flood dragon's tail, as if he was swinging it, swinging the giant flood dragon, which was six or seven hundred meters long, in the air, and constantly smashed it on the cliff, stone peak, and river bank.
Every time it smashed, there was a long dragon-like mark on the stone wall and the ground.
Pieces of the flood dragon scales were torn off and fluttered down from the sky like snowflakes.
However, this flood dragon, after all, was a thousand-year-old monster. No one knew how much moonlight essence it had swallowed, so its body was extremely strong, like steel. Even if it was smashed like this, it only lost some scales. It was not injured at all, and there was no flood dragon blood flowing down.
The old beggar said that only flood dragon blood could save Ming Yue.
"Roar!"
The giant flood dragon was furious and struggled desperately.
After a while, when Li Mu's strength was slightly exhausted, it finally found a trace of balance. It took the opportunity to exert its strength and fiercely swung its tail.
Li Mu, who had taken the initiative, was thrown out by the flood dragon's tail when he was caught off guard.
Boom!
Li Mu was smashed into the stone wall.
This time, it was the giant flood dragon's turn to fight back.
Li Mu fell into the same fate as the giant flood dragon.
He was flung around by the dragon's tail and smashed against the cliff of the stone peak.
Rocks cracked and debris flew everywhere.
With every smash, a mark in the shape of a dragon's tail would appear on the stone wall and the ground.
And if one took a closer look, one would find that there was a human-shaped mark of Li Mu in various postures in the deepest part of the mark.
Offense and defense changed hands.
"Damn it, it's giving me a toothache. It feels like two old monsters are fighting … This isn't a battle that belongs to humans."
The old beggar gasped. It was so cold that his teeth hurt.
But soon, the attacking and defending sides changed positions again.
Li Mu gained the upper hand again.
"I don't believe that I won't be able to convince you today."
Li Mu, who had recovered his strength, held the flood dragon's tail with both hands and swung it like a madman.
It could be clearly seen that at this time, he was covered with blood, and his flesh was full of bloody scars. In some places, the white bones were exposed. It looked as miserable as if he had been cut by thousands of knives.
There was no doubt that compared with the flood dragon who had been practicing for thousands of years, Li Mu's strength was not inferior, but his physical strength was a little worse.
But his expression was still vigorous, and his injuries were not affected at all.
In terms of pure strength, Li Mu was actually a notch higher.
After all, there was a huge gap between the two figures. The body of the giant flood dragon alone was as heavy as a mountain. It took much more strength to swing it than the giant flood dragon.
The old beggar, Zhou Kole, and the middle-aged warlock in cyan had naturally realized this.
In their hearts, their evaluation of Li Mu had broken through the sky.
Finally, the battle seemed to have come to an end.
There was a bang.
Li Mu fiercely smashed the giant flood dragon against the cliff, which made it dizzy and confused. At the same time, with a cracking sound, one of the flood dragon's horns finally couldn't bear Li Mu's terrible power and was smashed off. About a meter long, it fell off and fell in mid-air …
"Dragon horn!"
Zhou Kole's eyes were shining.
That was a flood dragon's horn that was about to turn into a dragon, which was similar to a dragon's horn. It was a treasure.
But she still had to fight for it after all.
Although she, who was born in the evil path, never minded to do some things by trickery, after all, she still had a little bottom line.
Li Mu was Ling Li's savior, which basically meant that he had saved her life.
The flood dragon's horn was obtained by Li Mu at such a great price. Although she was tempted, she could not really fight for it.
The old beggar's eyes were also shining, but he did not act.
The big yellow dog wanted to rush out, but his tail was caught by the old beggar, who stared at him and said, "Think about it. Can you beat that monster if you get the dragon's horn?"
The big yellow dog was stunned. Li Mu's monster-like strength and speed echoed in his mind, and then he recalled the tragic scene of the giant flood dragon being beaten. He could not help but shiver, and finally gave up bitterly.
He did not want to be caught by Li Mu and thrown around by his tail.
As for the middle-aged warlock in cyan, he wanted to win over Li Mu, so he naturally would not do anything to provoke Li Mu.
"Haha, finally got something."
Li Mu let go of the flood dragon's tail and moved like lightning to grab the falling flood dragon's horn.
When the flood dragon's horn was about to fall into his hand, a sudden change occurred.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a white figure shot out from the side.
This person held an ancient sword in his hand, and the Sword Qi was like a rainbow, attacking at an extremely fast speed. Li Mu was caught off guard and barely avoided the vital parts of his heart, but his shoulder blade was pierced by a long sword …
"It's you!"
Li Mu roared and grabbed the blade of the long sword with one hand.
He recognized the person who attacked him. It was Bai Rushuang, the future leader of the Sirius Clan who had escaped before.
"The flood dragon's horn is mine."
Bai Rushuang sneered.
At this moment, the handsome and cold face of the white-haired man had a malevolence that was even uglier than that of the [Devil Heart].
He waved his hand, and a stream of internal qi rolled out, holding the falling flood dragon's horn in his hand. At the same time, he stepped on Li Mu's chest, trying to pull out the sword that was pierced into Li Mu's body by the counterforce and escape.
But Li Mu's right hand tightly grasped the sword blade, even if his palm was cut, he did not let go.
The ancient sword seemed to be cast in Li Mu's body and could not be pulled out at all.
At the same time, Li Mu exerted his remaining strength and punched Bai Rushuang's leg with his left hand.
Crack!
Bai Rushuang's left leg was directly broken and bent at a shocking angle.
This was because Li Mu had consumed most of his strength in the fight with the giant flood dragon, and his waist and abdomen were pierced by the ancient sword, so he could not exert force. Otherwise, this punch would have directly broken Bai Rushuang's left leg.
"Puff!"
Bai Rushuang was seriously injured and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He was shocked and could not believe that at this time, Li Mu still had the strength to fight back.
In great panic, he directly let go of the sword hilt, bounced up, and flew away.
Bang!
Li Mu fell to the ground and was submerged in a pile of gravel.
"Oh no … little thing, you are not completely dead, are you?" The old beggar still had a little conscience and rushed over to save him.
Boom!
Li Mu threw away the gravel and jumped out of it.
He wanted to chase after him, but he felt dizzy and his legs were weak. He almost knelt down and did not jump up.
After all, in this battle, he had consumed too much strength, and lost a lot of blood, so the injury was really not light.
When he looked again, Bai Rushuang had disappeared.
He was not good at tracking, so he was afraid that he could not catch up.
Li Mu: "…"
"Damn, I am really f * cked."
"I worked so hard to fight for a long time, but was taken advantage of by others, and made a wedding dress for others …"
"This is really suffocating."
"In the future, I must catch this little white hair and beat him until his mother can't recognize him."
Li Mu made up his mind.
"Haha, brother, don't think about other things, just put on your clothes first."
The old beggar tried hard to restrain his gloating smile and looked very sympathetic to Li Mu. He patted Li Mu's bare arm and then handed over a crumpled ragged shirt covered with mud.
"Who is the white hair just now?" Li Mu threw the ragged coat aside with a look of disgust.
"What's wrong with me running naked?"
He was in a very bad mood.
"Fairy Face" Zhou Kole answered and said, "Bai Rushuang, the future leader of the Sirius Clan."
She walked over, and the snow-colored engraved bracelet on her wrist shimmered. Then, a black robe magically appeared in her palm out of thin air. The material used to cut the robe was extremely exquisite, and one could tell with a single glance that it was extraordinary. She handed it over and said, "Thank you, Lord Li, for saving my life."
This was the clothes she prepared for her cousin Ling Li on weekdays.
Li Mu's eyes lit up, and his eyes fell on the snow-colored engraved bracelet.
"Storage bracelet?"
In this martial arts world, there were treasures similar to storage bracelets?
That's right. Since there were warlocks who practiced magic arts, then spatial storage magic tools should also exist.
Li Mu suddenly had an idea.
If there was a chance in the future, he must rob … Well, no, it was to buy a storage magic device.
"Thank you, beauty." Li Mu had saved Ling Li before, so he naturally took the clothes and put them on. He did not forget to turn his head to glance at the old beggar and said sarcastically, "Look at him. Before pretending to be a good person in the future, can you first consider whether the things you give are worthy? Show some sincerity."
The old beggar was so angry that his nose was crooked.
Li Mu rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the lake again.
"What are you going to do?" The old beggar asked.
Li Mu looked back at him as if he was looking at an idiot and said, "Are you stupid? Do you know what it means to have a head and a tail? The flood dragon horn that I finally got was taken away, of course, I have to break another one … Besides, I haven't got the flood dragon blood to cure Ming Yue. "
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