No one thought that the person who fell out of the blue pool this time was Mu Dingyi.
And in such a 'humiliating' way.
Mu Dingyi, the old Sword God of West Wind, the old immortal of Still water.
Every time he appeared he was not floating high in the air? Every time he stood in front of people he was not wearing a white robe, not a speck of dust?
"What kind of violent thing happened just now?"
The crowd couldn't help raising such questions in their minds.
Moreover, now that Old immortal Mu Dingyi had come out of the blue pool, what about Li Muyang?
The blue pool was shaking more and more violently, and the opening was getting smaller and smaller, the colour fainter and fainter. It seemed that the space that had been split open was about to disappear.
Swoosh — —
The water rippled, and the white-robed Li Muyang drilled out of the cold pool.
Just as his body was about to stumble to the ground, the Wolf King rushed forward and carried him on its back.
Li Muyang's body softly leaned against the wolf's back, looking over at Mu Dingyi lying on the ground.
It had to be said that the blow just now was too dangerous.
When Li Muyang and the wolf king charged towards the center of the sword formation with Snowball, the three sides attacked at the same time. The sword formation was on the verge of collapse, and the sword qi contained within was fusing together, colliding and exploding.
Mu Dingyi, seeing the danger, immediately used his sword to cut out an independent space, and then drilled into the water mirror.
As long as he survived this calamity, he would kill Li Muyang when he came out.
However, what he didn't expect was that, as soon as his body entered the domain, Li Muyang also rushed in.
Since Li Muyang came in, the Wolf King and Snowball naturally also had to find a way to come in.
Mu Dingyi failed to intercept Li Muyang, and naturally had no way to intercept the pure elemental Wolf King and Snowball — —
So, in the narrow space, Li Muyang led a wolf and a dog to carry out a brutal gang fight against Mu Dingyi.
What made Mu Dingyi even more desperate was that, because the water space was too small, he could not escape, could not avoid, and could only forcibly endure.
The most terrible thing was that he had to separate a wisp of divine thought to protect the space from being broken.
If the space exploded, everyone inside would be crushed into dust …
As for the outcome of the wolf and dog, no one knew.
He did not have the courage to perish together with Li Muyang, nor was he willing to lose this battle. As a result, Mu Dingyi's fate was quite miserable.
"Old immortal, what's wrong with him?" The West Wind Emperor Chu Xianda asked.
Prince Fu stood up and said to Chu Xianda, "Your Majesty, it seems that Li Muyang is going to win — — why don't we stop the match?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, Old immortal is seriously injured and most likely his life is in danger — — If Old immortal dies in the battle within the Empire, then the country will lose its pillar — —" Cui Xichen also advised.
"That's right — —" Chu Xianda looked at Lu Xingkong and asked, "Defence minister, what do you think?"
"Your Majesty, let's just wait and see. Li Muyang was still on the wolf's back. The old immortal … was not necessarily powerless to fight again. Let's wait until Old immortal's physical condition is determined before we make the next step. " Lu Xingkong said, "Besides, Your Majesty has already advised us to stop the battle and make peace. However, Old immortal forcibly refused. If Your Majesty were to speak again, but was refused by Old immortal, it would be detrimental to Your Majesty's reputation — — "
"Defence minister is right." Chu Xianda said aloud. "Then let's wait and see."
Obviously, this king was still jealous of Mu Dingyi for rejecting his request for a truce without giving him any face at all.
"Old immortal — —" A ball of white light flashed, and Elder Chengfeng darted over to the place where Old immortal was lying. He reached out to support Old Curator Mu Dingyi, but found that there was an invisible wall of qi blocking his hand.
"Old immortal — —" Elder Chengfeng looked astonished.
Old immortal was clearly lying motionless on the ground, it was unknown whether he was dead or alive, but how could his body still have such a strong defensive power?
And what was he going to do?
The little golden sword was suspended in the air, constantly rotating above his head.
Puchi — —
A gash appeared on Mu Dingyi's arm.
Wisps of blood flew out from the gash, seeping into the little golden sword.
Puchi — —
There were more than a dozen wounds on Mu Dingyi's body.
Wisps of blood also flew out from those wounds, like red silk threads, flying towards the little golden sword and fusing with it.
The colour of the little golden sword gradually dimmed, then turned cyan, light red, dark.
Finally, it was as red as blood.
Blood gushed out like a fountain.
The whole little golden sword was wrapped in blood, turning the golden sword into a red blood sword.
Mu Dingyi's body floated up, like a paper duck blown up by the wind.
His eyes were closed, his body hovering in mid-air.
Because of the excessive blood loss, his face was getting paler and paler, and his body was getting thinner and thinner.
Soon there was only skin and bones left, looking like a horrifying mummy.
"Blood sacrifice — — using his own blood as a sacrifice to the sword spirit — —" Lu Xingkong's face was solemn. "Your Majesty, please quickly stop him from doing this. Otherwise it will hurt the innocent, there will not be many people left alive on Mist Mountain — — "
"It's that serious?" Chu Xianda looked astonished.
"Indeed." Cui Xichen said aloud. "Unfortunately, the blood sacrifice has begun, there is naturally a beginning and an end. Now there's no way to stop it, right?"
"Protect His Majesty." Li Fu shouted. "Guards, protect His Majesty's safety."
The Monitoring Division withdrew to the viewing platform, while the Flying Feather Army gathered around the viewing platform.
Around Chu Xianda, several expressionless faces of the imperial court appeared. They were hiding everywhere, waiting for danger to come before they appeared.
"Old immortal — —" Elder Chengfeng's tears streamed down like rain. "Old immortal, don't do this."
Using my blood as a sacrifice to the sword spirit.
In fact, it was to combine one's essence and blood with the sword, and to pour all the essential yuan and qi of the body into the sword body. The person is the sword, the sword is the person. Only in this way can one exert the greatest combat effectiveness and lethality.
Once the sword was unleashed, there was no return.
In other words, regardless of whether this sword could kill Li Muyang or not, Mu Dingyi would never be able to be released.
Because he had exhausted his essential yuan, destroyed his soul, and also drained his blood — —
Mu Dingyi stretched out his hand, his right hand raised high in the air.
Swoosh — —
The red blood sword fell into Mu Dingyi's right hand.
Mu Dingyi clasped the blood sword in one hand, blood qi pervading the sword, and blood was boiling.
The sword pointed to the sky, dark clouds were tumbling in the sky, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.
Even the huge Mist Mountain seemed to be afraid of the power of this sword. Rocks tumbled and hundreds of trees withered. In the thicket, countless branches and thorns were destroyed by the sword qi, and crackling noises resounded throughout the valley.
On the blade of the blood sword, there was a flash of white lightning.
The lightning was stained by the blood on the blade, and then turned into a red lightning.
Crackle — —
The red lightning exploded in the sky, flashing and producing a strange sound that sent a chill down one's spine.
Hiss — —
The red lightning suddenly exploded, and the large black clouds in the sky were shaken by it. A huge figure appeared in the middle of the solidified black clouds, as if it was going to split the sky.
"This sword is not only aimed at Li Muyang, but also at the starry sky — — he wants to shatter the starry sky with one sword. Could it be that this old guy has already broken through the starry sky? "On the viewing platform, a black-robed priest exclaimed.
"Your Majesty, please return to the palace immediately, this is not a place to stay for long — —"
"Come, protect His Majesty — — form a defensive wall — —"
"I'm afraid it's too late." Cui Xichen's eyes were like lightning, staring fixedly at Mu Dingyi who resembled a white corpse in midair, feeling ridiculous and sighing. The dignified Sword God of West Wind, Still water Old immortal, was unexpectedly forced to this point by a nobody, and did not hesitate to use blood as a sacrifice to the sword and launch a suicidal attack.
"This Li Muyang, is he really that powerful?" Cui Xichen thought to himself. "Could it be that he is the biggest unstable factor in this overall situation?"
"Is he here?" Li Muyang looked at Mu Dingyi in the sky. Now Mu Dingyi had lost the demeanor of a grandmaster, and looked like a mummified ghost in a white robe with disheveled hair. The people of Tiandu would most likely have nightmares when they think of this person, right?
To pull an Old immortal down from the altar and let the world see his true face — — Li Muyang felt a great sense of revenge.
You want to kill me, I want to kill you.
This is fair.
"It's finally over." Li Muyang thought to himself, feeling a sense of relief.
He looked at the blood-coloured sword that stretched across the sky and pierced straight into the clouds.
Then, he flew up from the back of the wolf, and similarly stood in the sky.
Waiting for Mu Dingyi to exhaust his mind to unleash his strongest sword strike.
Li Muyang's hands were clenched into fists, his pupils shrouded in a blood-coloured mist.
Between his hands, there was a huge white ball of light flashing, like two extremely rare dragon balls.
Kacha — —
Mu Dingyi's sword slashed down, creating a huge ditch in the sky.
"Roar — —"
Li Muyang clenched the dragon balls with both hands, blasting them out.
Hualala — —
The two white balls of light merged into one in the air, and then struck the blood-coloured sword.
Boom — —
The blood-coloured sword shattered the huge ball of light, and was still rapidly descending, heading towards Li Muyang in mid-air.
The earth quaked and the mountains swayed.
The sky and earth lost their colour.
The heavy snow suddenly stopped, and the rivers flowed backwards.
The whole world was like it was the end of the world.
In the sky, blood filled the air, and Li Muyang's thin body was also shrouded by the vast expanse of blood light, and then disappeared without a trace.
"Ah — —"
In the sky, Mu Dingyi looked at the sword that he had slashed out.
He grinned, trying to smile, but found that the smile was so stiff.
Kacha — —
His body burst apart, turning into specks of dust drifting in all directions.
The Old Sword God of West Wind, the Old immortal of Still water.
Mu Dingyi had died in battle!
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