Kacha — —
Because she was lost in thought, the plum blossom porcelain teacup in Luo Chi's hand fell to the ground and shattered.
It was only then that Luo Chi came to her senses, and hurriedly crouched down to clean up the debris on the ground.
"Ah — —"
Luo Chi cried out, her finger was cut by a piece of porcelain, and blood was oozing out.
Li Yan quickly pushed open the door, pulled Luo Chi up from the ground, and asked with concern, "How did you get hurt? Give me some to Xiaoxin. Tell me if you need anything, I'll help you. "
He then fished out a small white bottle from his pocket, and poured some of the medicinal foam on the wound on her finger. He then went to the inner room and took out a clean cotton cloth to wrap up Luo Chi's injured finger. "Don't let it get wet."
"I'm fine." Luo Chi looked uneasy. "When I opened the bun shop in Jiangnan, I was also injured a lot."
"You were injured before, but now you can continue to be injured?" Li Yan said in a reproachful tone.
Luo Chi was taken aback, she did not expect her taciturn husband to say such touching words of love.
She looked at Li Yan with reddened eyes. "Muyang is fighting with someone, I feel — — I feel, he is in danger."
"It's going to be okay." Li Yan clasped his wife's hand, comforting her. "It's going to be okay. Elder Lu and Eldest Young Master have taken great care of Muyang, they will not allow anything to happen to Muyang. "
Luo Chi's face streamed with tears. "If I can get through this, even if I have to return my son to them — — I will accept my fate."
Li Yan hugged his wife's trembling shoulders tightly. His heart was in extreme pain.
As a father, he hated his own helplessness at this moment.
— — —
— — —
Mu Dingyi's sword had split the Sword God Square into two halves, and a huge ditch had appeared on the ground.
Li Muyang had disappeared.
No one knew if he had disappeared from the invincible Sword Qi of the 10,000 Swords as One, or the unfathomably deep pit.
He rose quickly and fell quickly.
He had left a strong mark in the lives of the people of Tiandu, but he would soon be forgotten by people.
There was a young master in embroidered robes making his debut, and a young genius making a name for himself. There were chivalrous swordsmen and famous courtesans who competed with each other for beauty. Who would be able to dominate the coquettish scene for hundreds of years?
"Is Li Muyang dead?"
"He must be dead. That strike just now … even Mist Mountain was almost split in half. How could he still be alive?"
"Still water old immortal — — is too powerful, Li Muyang is too unlucky — —"
※ ※ ※
"Muyang." Lu Qingming soared into the air, darting towards the ditch that the giant sword had split open.
He lay on the edge of the deep ditch, shouting: "Muyang — — Li Muyang — —"
No one answered.
The inside of the sword pit was dark and narrow, making it difficult to see anything. There were stones tumbling down from above, and there were constant rumbling noises coming from the belly of the mountain.
Lu Qingming's eyes were blood-red, rushing into the ditch regardless of anything.
"General — —" The generals called out to stop him.
Lu Qingming dodged the falling boulders, and after patrolling the sword pit, he did not find any trace of Li Muyang.
Not even a corpse was found.
Lu Qingming darted out of the sword pit, stretched out his hand to the sky, and a silver spear darted over from the Ninth Heaven and was grasped in his hand.
Lu Qingming raised the silver spear high, shouting at Mu Dingyi in the sky: "Mu Dingyi, don't you want to kill me? Then kill me too — — "
Mu Dingyi's body was still standing high in the sky.
He took out the tens of thousands of swords buried deep under the Sword God Square, borrowed the sword qi of the tens of thousands of swords and the thick spiritual qi of the Mist Mountain mountain range, and united the tens of thousands of swords into one to slay the genius youngster Li Muyang.
After the victory, Mu Dingyi's face was calm, without joy or sorrow.
However, the more confident and calm he was, the more people felt that he had the demeanor of a master.
Anyone who saw the earth-shattering sword that he had just slashed out had to seriously think about such a question — — could they withstand the power of his sword?
Li Muyang was defeated.
Li Muyang was dead.
This was exactly the result that everyone had expected.
It was just that it was a little later than everyone had expected.
What they didn't expect was that after Li Muyang disappeared, Lu Qingming's mood would be so agitated.
Wasn't he just the child of a servant girl of the Lu Family? Was there a need to attach so much importance to him?
The Lu Family had been in the military for generations, and had a large number of soldiers under their command. Why would they be afraid that no one would work for the Lu Family?
Besides, he had seen Lu Dingyi's cultivation level, and yet he still pointed his spear at the sky and wanted to challenge — — This kind of behavior was not like that of a provincial governor, nor was it the reaction that a mature official should have.
Lu Xingkong's eyes were also slightly red, his fists clenched and unclenched.
When he looked up at the sky, the anger and grief on his face had disappeared, but there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes. He said to Lu Qingming in a deep voice, "Qingming, come back."
Lu Qingming did not retreat. He pointed his spear at Mu Dingyi in the sky and roared, "Mu Dingyi old man, do you dare to fight with me?"
"Presumptuous."
"You dare to insult our old immortal, I will fight with you."
"Victory and defeat are common. Could it be that the Lu Family can't afford to lose?"
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Mu Dingyi casually glanced at Lu Qingming and said, "You are no match for me."
"Old man — —" Lu Qingming held his spear, his body rose into the air, and was about to fly high into the sky to fight with Mu Dingyi.
Lu Qingming was heartbroken. He had finally found his son, but before he had time to acknowledge him, he was killed by the old man with a sword.
If his wife learned of this news, she would not be able to live, right?
He died, and his family was destroyed.
What was the point of him living?
He did not hesitate to die in battle to tear a piece of flesh from the old man's body.
"Lu Qingming, don't be rude." Elder Chengfeng soared into the sky.
"I'll fight you." Li Xiuwei, one of the three mad men of Still water, clasped his sword and was about to charge over.
"Why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken?" Stone gentleman Shi Tao also soared into the sky.
Clang!
Among the Generals, dozens of Generals drew out their swords at the same time, releasing their battle qi and boundless killing intent. As soon as Lu Qingming gave the order, they would rush up and chop the mad men of Still water into minced meat.
Clang — —
Hundreds of white-robed disciples of the Still water sword school unsheathed their swords, confronting the dozens of Generals with equal harshness.
No one thought that the situation would develop to such a dangerous point?
Now, it was no longer the battle between Li Muyang and Mu Dingyi.
But the conflict and battle between the Lu Family of the West Wind Kingdom and the Sword God family of the Still water sword school of the thousands of white-robed disciples — —
If the two forces were to clash, it would be a huge disaster for the royal family of the West Wind Kingdom and the Kingdom.
On the Star gazing building, Song Tinyun looked at the bustling scene on the Sword God Square, the corners of his mouth curved in a mocking smile. "Martial artists are martial artists, they're all vulgar people. Now it's a dog biting a dog. "
Song Tao's face grew solemn. "If the Lu Family and the Still water sword school really fight on the Sword God Square, the subsequent impact will be astonishing. This is not a matter of one family or one school, but a major event of the whole Kingdom — — If Lu Xingkong of the Lu Family were to take action, can he withstand Mu Dingyi's peerless sword? And the Lu Family is deeply rooted in the army, can the Still water sword school withstand their bloody revenge? "
"Li Muyang is gone." Song Chenxi's little face was pale. "How did Li Muyang disappear?"
"Chenxi — —"
"I'm going down." Song Chenxi said aloud.
"No."
Song Tinyun and Song Tao refused at the same time.
Song Tao's face relaxed slightly, looking at Song Chenxi with a gentle expression, and softly advised: "Chenxi, it's dangerous down there, and your body is not well, if you freeze, Grandfather will blame us — —"
"If we can't see upstairs, then what can we see downstairs?" Song Tinyun said aloud.
"I'm going down." Song Chenxi said in a firm voice.
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Lu Qingming was like an injured wolf, but also like an enraged lion. His eyes were fierce, and his pupils were bloodshot.
The silver spear in his hand was buzzing, and there was a purple flame blazing above the spearhead.
That was the result of his anger attacking his heart, and the strong True Power pouring into the silver spear caused a reaction.
He simply ignored the disciples of the Still water sword school, and pointed the silver spear at Mu Dingyi. "Old man, you can do anything to deal with a child. But now you don't dare to accept my challenge? "
Mu Dingyi gently sighed, looking at Lu Qingming. "You should know that you are not my opponent."
"Is that so? Then let me try your 'Still water sword technique', I want to see if the tens of thousands of iron swords in your hands can behead me, Lu Qingming. "
"Lu Qingming, you have repeatedly insulted our Still water Old immortal, don't blame me for being impolite today." Li Xiuwei was one of the three wild guests, and had the most violent temper. He raised his sword and was about to fight Lu Qingming to the death.
"Get lost." Lu Qingming shouted without turning his head.
"Lu Qingming, today either you die or I die — —"
Rumble — —
In the sword pit, there was suddenly the sound of boulders rolling again.
Everyone looked over to the sword pit, not knowing what was going on.
Bang — —
Countless large and small stones spewed out from the sword pit, flying high into the sky.
At the same time, a huge monster covered with red hair also flew high into the sky along with the boulder forest.
In the sky, the red behemoth looked up to the sky and let out a terrifying roar.
The head of a wolf, the body of a lion, and the size of a giant ox.
The four giant legs were moving in the air, and four red flames were blazing under its hooves.
"Roar — —" It opened its huge mouth again, roaring at all the people on the Sword God Square.
Crash — —
Being attacked by this strong sound wave and intimidated by its imposing manner, everyone couldn't help taking a few steps back.
"Look — —" On the Star gazing building, the cheerful voice of a beautiful girl sounded: "Li Muyang is on the monster."
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