"I …" The old beggar was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He gnashed his teeth and said, "It seems that your injury is still too light."
Li Mu ignored him.
He ran the Xiantian Skill, adjusted the breathing rhythm, and urged the state. Li Mu's terrible self-healing ability was manifested, and the bleeding wounds on his body were almost healed in a few breaths.
His strength also recovered a lot.
Li Mu gnashed his teeth, held the sword hilt, and directly pulled out the ancient sword inserted in his body, and held it in his hand.
He weighed it for a while, and the weight was okay.
This ancient sword seemed to be made of white rock, with a natural mark, like the grain of stone. The sword was warm to the touch, like a beautiful jade, and the blade looked very sharp.
"This ancient sword is a little strange, maybe it can cut the flood dragon's skin."
Li Mu thought.
Thanks to his body's terrifying healing ability, the sword wound on his waist had already stopped bleeding.
Li Mu gnashed his teeth, used the sword as a knife, and attacked again.
At this time, the giant flood dragon shook its huge head and struggled out of the cliff.
A lot of scales fell off all over its body.
Especially the horn on its head, which was broken and faintly oozed blood, looked very embarrassed.
At the same time, Li Mu shot to kill.
When the enemies met, their eyes were particularly red.
The war began again.
Rumble!
The sky fell and the earth cracked, and the lake was overturned.
The old beggar and others stood aside to watch the battle, and they were stunned.
The black giant crow hovered in the air, swooped down, and overturned several rocks on the ground.
Then, a slight groan sounded in the stone crevice.
The blind Taoist climbed out of the stone pile.
He did not die.
But he looked very miserable, covered with blood, not much better than "Devil Heart" Ling Li.
That giant black crow seemed to have been summoned by him. After digging him out from the crack of the rock, it stood motionlessly by his side to guard him.
He stared at the battle in the distance.
After half an hour.
Boom!
The giant flood dragon was once again ruthlessly smashed against the mountain wall.
Its huge body was like a rope, pulling out an extremely deep mark on the mountain wall. Its body was directly embedded in the mountain wall. It was dizzy and its eyes were blurred. Several of its horns were broken, and there was a crack on its pair of front claws. It desperately roared, but for a moment, it could not struggle out.
But on Li Mu's body, the black clothes gifted by Zhou Kole burst into pieces again and scattered in the air. He was almost naked from head to toe.
Butt naked again.
"Are you convinced?"
Li Mu asked loudly, stepping on its head and punching it again and again.
"Roar!"
The giant Flood Dragon let out an angry and crazy roar, madly resisting.
"You're not convinced, right? You've already ruined two sets of my clothes … You have to compensate me. I'll let you bleed a bit first. "
Li Mu waved the ancient sword and chopped at the head of the giant flood dragon.
Clang!
Sparks flew everywhere.
Li Mu's palm was numb from the recoil as if he had just slashed at a piece of refined iron.
However, there was also a finger-long wound on the flood dragon's head.
Chi!
A blood arrow spurted out from it.
The blood spurted, sprayed on Li Mu's face, and then drenched him.
It was strange that it was just a finger-long wound, but it was like a high-pressure faucet, spraying blood. Almost in an instant, Li Mu seemed to be fished out of the blood, and his naked body was drenched by the flood dragon's blood.
Some of the flood dragon's blood splashed into his mouth.
Caught off guard, Li Mu swallowed a mouthful.
"Hey? Sweet? "
He was a little surprised.
The flood dragon's blood was like honey, with a refreshing sweetness.
"Flood dragon's blood, baby … Damn it, this stinky boy is really wasting God's gift. It's a waste to be drenched." The old beggar, who had been watching quietly in the distance, suddenly turned green.
And the big yellow dog, as if seeing the most delicious meat bone in the world, barked and rushed over like lightning.
Zhou Kole, the middle-aged warlock … The blind Taoist, who was lying on the ground half dead, were all tempted.
This was flood dragon's blood.
The flood dragon's blood had the power of creation.
The few of them began to breathe heavily.
At this time, there was a new change.
A white light flashed in the distance and soon came close.
It was Bai Rushuang, the future leader of the Sirius Clan who had plotted against Li Mu before, and he returned.
However, he, who had plotted against Li Mu and obtained the flood dragon's horn, did not show much satisfaction on his face. On the contrary, he looked extremely embarrassed and angry. His broken leg had recovered a little, but in addition, there were a few more cuts on his body made by sharp blades, as if he had gone through a fierce battle. He was in a sorry state.
And it was worth noting that this time, he didn't return alone.
Behind him, there were three or four figures bouncing and jumping on the cliff of the canyon like lightning, showing extremely brilliant body movements. They were very fast and came from several directions, vaguely surrounding Bai Rushuang from all sides.
One of them was an old man in his fifties. He had a burly figure, grey hair, and a ruthless expression. There was a cross-shaped scar on his forehead, and he carried a huge black chain hammer on his back that was more than a meter in diameter. When he landed on the ground, the ground shook with a boom.
"Bai Rushuang, hand over the flood dragon's horn, and I'll spare your life."
The old man with the cross-shaped scar sneered.
Swish, swish, swish!
The other figures also landed in the surroundings.
Each figure was surrounded by visible internal qi of different colors, but the intensity of the aura fluctuations was eye-catching. They were all top-class masters in the Joint-thoughts level.
Some of them were almost shapeshifting with their internal qi, and they might have already stepped into the threshold of the super-class masters.
These people were obviously chasing Bai Rushuang.
Bai Rushuang fled back here.
"Elder Wei."
Zhou Kole's face changed.
She recognized that the old man with the cross-shaped scar was Elder Wei Chong, one of the 12 elders of the Qing Sha Clan.
In the Qing Sha Clan, the 12 elders were all super-class masters in the Master Realm.
The status and power of an elder in the Qing Sha Clan was even higher than that of her and Ling Li, the two Left and Right Protectors. More importantly, there were different factions within the Qing Sha Clan, and the faction that Wei Chong belonged to was extremely tense with the faction that she and "Devil Heart" Ling Li belonged to.
Why did Wei Chong appear here?
Was it because of the Great Jebe of the grassland?
It shouldn't be.
She released the news before through the channel of her faction. Logically speaking, the people who came after receiving the news should be Elder Liu Yunfei and others in her faction, but now …
Why did the faction send Wei Chong here?
Where did it go wrong?
Zhou Kole glanced around and immediately recognized that the other dozens of experts around Wei Chong were all extremely powerful and tough figures in Wei Chong's faction, and they were very difficult to deal with.
"The giant flood dragon is here, and the horn is just the least valuable thing on it. Li Mu, the head of Taibai County, got more. Elder Wei, why do you neglect the essentials?" Bai Rushuang said in a deep voice.
He was leading the trouble to Li Mu.
Needless to say, at this time, Wei Chong and others also noticed the surrounding situation.
Especially when he saw the giant flood dragon being thrown into the cliff, unable to struggle out from between the rocks. It simply had no power to fight back, and when the flood dragon's blood, which contained boundless energy fluctuations, spurted out from the flood dragon's head, the eyes of the cross-shaped scar elder, Wei Chong, blossomed with a burning and greedy light.
"Flood dragon? It turns out to be true. There is really a live flood dragon here … Hahaha, it's really a case of wearing out iron shoes in fruitless search, but finding it by chance. "
Wei Chong laughed.
Among the six sects, Qing Sha Clan was definitely not a decent one.
Wei Chong and others originally came here because of the Great Jebe of the grassland, so they rushed to Taibai County day and night.
Two hours ago, a total of nearly 100 experts of Qing Sha Clan at all levels just arrived at the periphery of the county, but when they were ready to enter the city that night, they happened to meet Bai Rushuang, the future leader of Sirius Clan, who was running away.
Qing Sha Clan and Sirius Clan were old enemies among the six sects, but Wei Chong was responsible for the important task of encircling and finding the couple, so he just intercepted them symbolically at first. But in the process of contact, he was surprised to find that Bai Rushuang was injured, lost the "Sirius Ancient Sword", and had a precious treasure, which was suspected to be a dragon horn …
So Wei Chong immediately became serious.
After a battle, Bai Rushuang, who had a broken leg, could not get away.
He was in a difficult situation, continuously injured, and was forced to come here with Wei Chong and others.
Standing by the lake, Bai Rushuang was shocked to find that Li Mu, who had suffered a sneak attack by his sword and was seriously injured, not only did he not die from the flood dragon's kiss, but also incredibly defeated the giant flood dragon again and bathed himself with the flood dragon's blood …
This Taibai County magistrate was simply a freak.
For a moment, Bai Rushuang suddenly regretted in his heart.
He had seen the process of the battle between Li Mu and the giant flood dragon, which was not a human fighting style at all. Although the flood dragon's horn was extremely precious, to be honest, was it really worth to offend such a freak like Li Mu for such a thing?
But Wei Chong and others did not see the process of the battle.
They only saw the final result.
Therefore, they did not know how abnormal and terrible Li Mu was.
The giant flood dragon's huge body like a mountain, and the strange fragrance and power fluctuation contained in the spurted flood dragon's blood made Wei Chong and others' hearts beat wildly, their eyes became stiff, and their saliva almost flowed down.
It was a divine treasure.
The value of this flood dragon was no less than that of the couple.
"Haha, it's really God helping me. Haha, I declare that this flood dragon and everything on it belong to the Qing Sha Clan," Wei Chong said in a domineering tone.
He glanced at the old beggar and others around him with killing intent, and directly refuted in an indisputable manner.
"Young man, why don't you step back and offer all the flood dragon's blood you got?" He strode to the lake, ran his internal qi, and shouted loudly.
The domineering voice, like rolling thunder, reverberated over the pool and lake.
At this time, the finger-long wound on the top of the giant flood dragon's head began to heal, and it no longer spurted out the flood dragon's blood.
At this time, Li Mu also noticed the movement on the shore.
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