"This boy is worth celebrating."
Li Muyang's reaction made Mu Dingyi slightly surprised, and then excited to see him.
It was lonely to be an expert.
To be able to meet a worthy opponent was a great blessing for a martial artist of Mu Dingyi's level.
According to normal people's thinking, when one's sword strikes, everyone will try to avoid the sharp edge, or face the powerful sword intent head-on.
When the blade strikes, do you think of a way to get rid of the blade, or attack the person who is slashing the blade?
Li Muyang chose the latter.
Li Muyang's fighting style was somewhat similar to risking his life to fight, rushing to the front in a fearless manner, and then engaging in close combat.
The advantage of this approach was that it could break through the killing move and rush to the front to attack the vital point of the body, but the disadvantage was that it was likely to be crushed to pieces by the sword intent before it reached the front.
"Hateful."
This was a challenge to his strength.
With this thought in mind, the long sword in Mu Dingyi's hand swelled several times, the blue giant sword became bigger, and the speed at which it swallowed the lightning dragon was also faster.
The essential qi and fist intent of the Frighten Dragon Fist were completely fused with the Still water sword, and Li Muyang's body was about to be struck by the Sever technique of the Still water sword.
Life and death were hanging by a thread!
Someone exclaimed, and more people closed their eyes in fright.
From wanting to enjoy the fight of a top expert at the beginning, it had turned into acceptance and sympathy for Li Muyang — —
They did not want Li Muyang to die.
"I don't want to die."
Li Muyang felt the pressure.
When the blue giant sword grew infinitely larger, the sword qi was like a transparent wall of qi, blocking Li Muyang's charge.
Like a solid cobweb, Li Muyang's body was bound to the same place, waiting for the giant sword to come to his head and kill him with one strike.
"I don't want to die."
"I can't die."
The blood and qi in Li Muyang's body were surging, and the hair and skin all over his body felt like they were about to be torn apart.
His eyes were cracking, and his dark pupils were drowned in red blood.
"Roar — —"
He roared, clenched his right hand into a fist, and punched above his head again.
A towering mountain crashed toward the top of his head, wanting to break through the sword will blockade above his head and restore this bright world as well as Li Muyang's freedom.
Rumble …
The fist momentum was like a mountain, and the fist energy was also like a mountain.
As soon as he punched, the mountains responded.
Mist Mountain beneath their feet, as well as White Cloud Mountain and Crying Crane Mountain in the distance, rumbled as if they were about to be toppled over.
Bang bang bang …
Large chunks of rocks tumbled down, and large swathes of trees collapsed.
Mountain Shaking Fist!
This wasn't the black dragon's most powerful punch in his sea of memories, but it was the one with the most momentum and the most ferocious power.
He used the huge mountain to resist the omnipresent sword intent above his head, smashing the protective net into pieces.
This was also the intention of Li Muyang's punch.
In the sea of memories, the black dragon did exactly that.
In the face of the overwhelming sword move that had almost no flaws and could not find a way to break through, the black dragon made the smartest and craziest counterattack.
He transformed into a human, his body suddenly shrunk countless times, and rushed toward the location of Ximen Saoxue.
The sword is controlled by the person, and the sword will is born from the heart.
However, people should know that when a human cultivator condenses his energy and qi into a powerful killing move, his own body is actually at its weakest and most powerless.
The most powerful and unparalleled killing move was placed outside to hurt the enemy, while his own body was drained of strength.
This was also the reason why many martial artists collapsed and almost fainted after releasing a powerful move.
Without the support of powerful essential essence, his body simply could not stand, let alone carry out a second attack or block the enemy's counterattack.
The black dragon understood this at that time, and then ignored the impenetrable sword intent in front of him.
With his powerful and invincible body, he gritted his teeth and withstood twelve sword strikes, and then rushed to within one hundred feet of Ximen Saoxue — —
Although he was not able to hurt Ximen Saoxue at that time, because he escaped at the critical moment.
However, the moment his body escaped, the Inescapable Net Sword Formation that he had set up instantly crumbled.
Attack the body, and then return to break the formation.
That is what we often say: collapse from the inside.
The black dragon in the sea of memories won a chance to survive by using this move, and Li Muyang also relied on this move to get a chance to survive.
Boom — —
The mountain struck the giant blue sword, which once again expanded several times, and then began to swallow the mountain.
It was just that the mountain was too huge and too powerful.
The powerful qi contained inside was as turbulent as the tide, and all of a sudden tore the giant blue sword apart.
There were water droplets splashing, and then a hole was broken in the giant blue sword.
Boom — —
Like a mountain collapsing, like a river bursting its dike.
The blue water poured down, drenching people's faces and bodies.
Li Muyang only felt his body lighten, the invisible shackles were broken, and his whole body was a lot more relaxed. Like a nimble eagle, or like a predatory cheetah.
Li Muyang's body was like a dragon, charging at an even faster speed, passing through the body of the giant sword, and fiercely attacking Mu Dingyi.
"Old man, go to hell." Li Muyang roared.
Li Muyang clenched his right hand into a fist again, and a dragon-shaped lightning rumbled towards Mu Dingyi who had broken the protective shield.
The dragon's head roared, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws at Mu Dingyi, its mouth wide open, trying to bite off his head.
Bang — —
The white dragon charged past the position where Mu Dingyi was standing, and then continued to crash into the many dignitaries on the viewing platform.
Cui Jian took a step forward, blocking in front of the West Wind Emperor Chu Xianda, and slashed off the head of the white dragon.
Hu — —
The dragon's body was fragmented, powerful qi frantically dissipating, turning into a gust of wind that brushed past everyone's face.
"Old Immortal — —" The disciples of the Still water sword school exclaimed.
They watched helplessly as the white dragon passed through the middle of Old Immortal's body. With the power and momentum of this punch, how could Old Immortal still be alive?
"Old Immortal is dead?"
"How is that possible? That Li Muyang — — he killed our Old Immortal? "
"He only used one move, one round — —"
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The spectators around the Sword God Square all blinked their eyes, trying to make sure that they did not see wrong.
"How could the famous Old Immortal be defeated in one move?"
"If this is the case, how powerful is Li Muyang's skill? Could it be that — — he has stepped into the Starry sky realm? It is unheard of for him to step into the Starry sky realm at such a young age — — "
Ka!
Li Muyang's body plummeted, the white cloud boots on his feet gently landing on the ice.
His forehead was dripping with sweat, his chest was heaving up and down, and he was gasping for breath.
That strike just now — — no, several consecutive strikes had almost exhausted all the essential qi in his body.
He remained calm in the face of danger, using the Frighten dragon fist as a shield to collide with Mu Dingyi's unsolvable sword.
Judging the situation, when the Frighten dragon fist was swallowed by the Still water sword, he immediately retaliated with the more ferocious Mountain Shaking Fist — — This was a crucial moment, he couldn't break Mu Dingyi's defense if it was too early. If it was too late, Li Muyang would be chopped into minced meat by the giant sword.
Finally, he would use the Frighten dragon fist to destroy his body at close range. If hit, Mu Dingyi would most likely die, and his name would be removed from the list of strong cultivators of Starry sky.
"Muyang — —" Lu Qingming sprang to his feet. "You — — did it?"
When he encountered the sword barrier, Mu Dingyi flashed past him, and then slashed at the door of the Lu residence. If his father had not acted in time, the door of the Lu Family would have been chopped to the ground. At that time, how would the Lu Family have the face to stand in Tiandu?
Last time, what he was facing was just a wisp of Mu Dingyi's consciousness, an afterimage.
Now, what Li Muyang was facing was the real Mu Dingyi.
Before the spar, Li Muyang had infuriated Mu Dingyi so much that there was no possibility of him showing mercy — — The sword that Mu Dingyi had unleashed with all his strength, the Still water sword that everyone in the divine continent knew about, the powerful and lethal Sever word technique, was broken by Li Muyang without the slightest injury?
Not only that, but he also successfully counterattacked and blasted Mu Dingyi into nothingness — —
On the Sword God Square, only Li Muyang stood proudly by himself.
The place where Mu Dingyi had just stood was empty, his whereabouts unknown.
"Muyang — —" Lu Qingming's eyes were wet, feeling lucky that his son had escaped death. If Li Muyang had not been able to block the sword just now, he most likely would have been beheaded by now.
Lu Xingkong's hands were twitching, the smile on his face could no longer be concealed. He burst into a hearty laughter and said to the West Wind Emperor Chu Xianda sitting next to him, "This boy — — does not know how to respect the old and cherish the young. Although swords have no eyes, but he shouldn't use a killing move right from the start — — the spirit of martial arts should still be there, right? He sent Old immortal flying, where do you want the 3,000 disciples of the Still water sword school to put their face? Your Majesty, Muyang is young, please forgive him. "
Chu Xianda was also filled with astonishment. "Li Muyang — — won against Old immortal? A young hero, heroes really come from the young. "
"How is that possible?" The muscles on Prince Fu's face twitched, looking at Li Muyang with a look of disbelief. "This boy won like that? Where's Old immortal? Where did Old immortal go? "
The corners of Chu Xun's mouth curved into a sneer, softly saying: "Yes, this is the real Li Muyang — — Li Muyang, how long do you want to hide? I'm looking forward to your performance more and more. "
Silence.
A deathly silence.
Everyone was staring at Li Muyang with a look of horror or still in a sluggish state.
Except for the biting cold wind, as well as the suppressed breathing and intense heartbeat of the people on Mist Mountain, no one spoke.
It was only after a long while that a voice came up from the foot of the mountain.
"What happened?"
"Li Muyang won? How could Li Muyang win against Old immortal? "
"Li Muyang won — —"
First there were whispers, and then the noises gathered together to form a torrent of voices.
"Li Muyang — —"
"Li Muyang — —"
"Li Muyang — —"
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From the bottom to the top, from the commoners to the dignitaries.
Countless people were shouting the name of Li Muyang.
With a young body, he had defeated a strong cultivator of Starry Sky who had been famous for more than sixty years. Such a young man should be loved and respected by people — —
"Third elder brother, Third elder brother — —" Above the Star gazing building, a thin girl was bouncing up and down, pulling Song Tao's arm and shouting happily, "I knew Li Muyang would not die, I knew Gongzi Muyang would win — — he really won. I can give him the gift I promised — — "
Song Tao stood at the window for a while, before he sneered, "How could it be so easy?"
Yes, how could it be so easy?
Just as everyone was celebrating Li Muyang's victory over Old immortal of the Still water sword school, a pool of blue water once again appeared in the sky.
Then, the blue water mirror continued to expand, and finally turned into a waterfall hanging high in the sky.
Crash — —
The waterfall poured water down, and the droplets of water smashed the ground of the Sword God Square.
A white figure emerged from the waterfall.
White robe, long hair, and bare feet.
It was Old immortal of Still water, Mu Dingyi, who was mistakenly thought to have been killed by Li Muyang's punch.
He stood unscathed in the sky, standing in front of the world, calmly looking at Li Muyang on the Sword God Square.
Condescendingly, like a tiger looking at a rabbit in the grass.
Song Chenxi took a few glances, frowned slightly, and murmured, "Why did he come back to life again? Why is he not dead yet? "
"Chenxi — —" Song Tao hurriedly stopped her. If such words were heard by the sword disciples of the Still water sword school waiting outside the door, it would most likely cause more trouble.
"I just said it casually." Song Chenxi also knew that she had said the wrong thing, smiled at her Third elder brother, and once again shifted her gaze to the square.
"You're not loyal." Li Muyang looked up at Mu Dingyi, sighing softly. "We all know each other, if you cooperate with me and die, then everyone will think that you cherish talent, how good is that? What's the point of coming back to life and fighting a few more rounds? "
"— —" In the face of Li Muyang's accusation, Mu Dingyi unexpectedly did not know how to respond.
After thinking for a long time, he felt it was better to ignore it.
Mu Dingyi looked at Li Muyang, asking, "That punch just now is called Frighten Dragon Fist?"
Li Muyang smiled, "I don't care what punch it is, I only care if it can defeat you."
"Frighten Dragon Fist — — is called Frighten Dragon, but it was created by the Dragon Clan thousands of years ago." Mu Dingyi's voice was calm, but his eyes were like a sharp blade that repeatedly cut the body of Li Muyang. "Where did you learn this punch?"
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