"Grandfather — —" Li Muyang hissed.
Why was this happening?
Why did he treat him like this?
The blood mist in his eyes was boiling, just like Li Muyang's mood at this moment.
The little bit of warmth in his heart vanished, and the pitch-black scales once again emerged on his arm.
Kill!
Kill all these people that should be killed!
"Muyang — —" Spiritual master Ziyang grasped Li Muyang's arm, a ball of blue light emerged on the back of his hand.
Under the pressure of the blue light, the scales that had just emerged on his arm rapidly faded away.
The scales rose again, then disappeared again.
One was eager to kill, eager to transform into a dragon.
The other was unwilling to let Li Muyang kill, to transform into a dragon.
The two fell into a deadlock and collision of qi.
"Muyang, don't be impulsive." Spiritual master Ziyang shouted.
"Grandfather, why did you do this to me?" Li Muyang's voice was filled with grief, hissing. "Why did you do this to me?"
He thought it was a relative, but did not expect it to be an evil person.
Using Li Muyang's trust and dependence on him, he made Li Muyang revert to a human form, and then let someone attack him from behind — —
The blood dripping from the longsword on his chest was the greatest irony, the best proof.
"Muyang, this was not my intention." Spiritual master Ziyang said in a low voice.
He firmly grasped Li Muyang's arm, not letting him rage into a dragon, and once again plunge Wind City into a sea of fire.
Spiritual Master Zi Yang stared fiercely at Ghost King Li Lanjiang who had successfully shifted his position and shouted angrily, "Li Lanjiang, I've already persuaded him to stop fighting and return to his human form, why do you still use such a despicable method to stab him in the back?"
"Despicable means?" The Ghost King's cold voice sounded from the black shadows in the distance. "Spiritual master Ziyang, have you gone senile? What is he? He is a dragon, an evil dragon — — you just saw with your own eyes how he killed people and destroyed the city. Such an evil dragon, everyone has the right to kill him. Even I, a wandering ghost, know to contribute my strength to human beings, why is it that the righteous sects of the divine continent are dragging people down? "
"What? Could it be that your Dao Sect is in cahoots with that evil dragon? Otherwise, why would Spiritual Master Zi Yang be so furious? "
"Li Lanjiang, you're such a shameless person. How would you know the meaning of turning hostility into friendship?"
"Turn hostility into friendship?" Li Lanjiang laughed wildly, like an old crow crying at night. "Spiritual Master Zi Yang, I address you as Spiritual Master … What did you just say? Turn hostility into friendship? You want the humans and the dragons to bury the hatchet? I was not the least bit mistaken when I said you were senile. Anyone with the slightest bit of intelligence would not say such childish words … Even a three-year-old child is smarter than you. The Dragon Race is dangerous. If we don't exterminate them, how will the human race survive? "
"Evil dragon?" Spiritual Master Zi Yang held onto Li Muyang's body tightly, preventing him from successfully transforming into a dragon. As long as Li Muyang could not transform into a dragon, he would not be able to unleash the strength and potential of the dragon race. With his current weak physical condition, he was no match for Ghost King Gongzhouyi and the others. Of course, if he did not transform into a dragon, he would not be able to continue killing people and destroying cities. "Tell me, what evil deeds has he done?"
"Did you see that?" Ghost King pointed at the corpses scattered all over Wind City. "These people were all killed by him, and this war started because of him … Isn't that evil enough? If this is not evil, then I, Ghost King … am the kindest person in the Divine Continent? "
"Li Lanjiang …"
"What? Are you going to kill me? "The Ghost King said fearlessly.
"Taoist Master Zi Yang, please listen to what I have to say. This person's identity as a member of the Dragon Clan has already been exposed. All the righteous people of the Divine Prefecture will kill him if they see him … I hope that Taoist Master can distinguish right from wrong and lend us a hand to kill this person. At that time, everyone will praise Taoist Master's righteous deed …" Yan Bolai cupped his hands and said. He did not want to be enemies with Dao Sect, and even more so with a Spiritual Master of Dao Sect. Therefore, he took the initiative to give Spiritual Master Zi Yang a way out, and wanted to rope him in as' one of them '.
"Spiritual Master Zi Yang, why are you speaking up for this child? Are you trying to ruin yourself? "
"Hahaha — —" Spiritual Master Zi Yang burst into loud laughter, his thin face turning sinister and sinister. "Gossip is a fearful thing, words can kill. I finally understand — — why Muyang hates you so much. If he is an evil dragon, you people — — are ten thousand times more abhorrent than him, ten thousand times more deserving of death. "
"Ox nose, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit — —"
"I don't believe that a Taoist Spiritual Master dares to attack us Dragon Slayers. If today's matter were to spread out, Taoism would be abandoned by the world — —"
"Really stupid. Now that things have come to this, do you think you can save his life with your own strength? He only has one end, death. There are countless cultivators in the Divine Continent, and everyone wants to take his life — — "
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Spiritual Master Zi Yang's eyes were icy cold, as though he was looking at a group of dead people.
He grasped Li Muyang's arm with one hand, not letting him transform into a dragon.
The other hand was clenched into a fist.
Rumble — —
In the sky, there was a rumble of thunder.
Kacha — —
The lightning was like a dragon, tearing a huge hole in the dark curtain that was so thick that not a trace of light could be seen.
Spiritual Master Zi Yang's fist was blazing with purple flames, blazing more and more vigorously, as though it was about to burn a big hole in the sky.
Bang — —
Spiritual Master Zi Yang punched out.
Purple flames filled the sky, making the world lose its colour.
The whole world was shrouded in purple light, as though everyone had been brought to a strange and magical world.
However, everyone knew that this was still Wind City, this was still the border of West Wind.
The dilapidated city was still there, and the bodies of their companions were still there.
Purple flames burned the sky.
'The Art of the Breaking Body'!
Breaking Fist!
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"Huff — —"
"Huff — —"
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It was the sound of intense gasping for breath, as well as the pain of every breath.
Lu Wuyong looked at the tragic wound on his chest that was constantly overflowing with blood, and couldn't help cursing in his heart.
When he was attacking the dragon head-on, he was scratched by its claws. If it wasn't for the Ghost King's elusive actions, that evil dragon would have been unable to fend for itself. Perhaps he would have been grabbed by the giant dragon and turned into a pile of mud.
Although his chest was now almost like a puddle of rotten meat.
"Damn beast." Lu Wuyong cursed again in his heart. Ever since he saw Li Muyang reveal his dragon form, he did not know how many times he had spat out this mantra.
Li Muyang was an evil dragon. When the news reached Wind City, he felt that he had made sufficient preparations.
He himself was strong, and his subordinates were as fierce as clouds and his soldiers were like tigers.
However, when the fierce tigers encountered the black dragon that Li Muyang had transformed into, they were defeated like cats and dogs. It was a tragic sight to behold.
Now, there were only a few of his most loyal confidants around him.
After all, the lives of their wives and children were in his hands. Even if they wanted to escape, they were powerless.
The others had most likely escaped, and as to where they had run to, he did not know.
He leaned against a piece of the city wall, shouting to a confidant not far away, "Lu Yuan, have you seen Lu Lin?"
"City Lord, I have not seen him before." Lu Yuan wiped the blood from his face and replied. He had led the City Lord's guards to attack the Ghost dancer corps again and again, wanting to break an opening and leave Wind City with the City Lord. However, the Ghost dancer corps was really tough. No matter how capable they were, the brothers around them were almost all dead, and there was no way to force them to retreat a step.
Lu Wuyong's heart could not help sinking.
He, Lu Wuyong, had only one son, and his other wives and concubines had not given him any children. Strictly speaking, everything he had would be inherited by his son, Lu Lin.
Before, he had put all his time and energy into the battle outside the city, thinking of lulling the Peacock Princess and Ying Qiandu, and then completing the encirclement of the four armies to annihilate them.
By the time his plan had failed and he wanted to find the whereabouts of his son, Lu Lin, he had already lost all traces of his son.
When he went up the city wall, he also heard that his son was in the backyard of the City Lord's residence. There were many family members and there were many guards, there shouldn't be any danger, right?
He knew that his son was interested in the little girl of the Li family, but it was just a matter of the traitor's daughter. If his son liked her, then he could take her. As long as it did not affect the overall situation.
He had never seen the little girl before. He thought that it was probably because of the impending danger that he had taken the little girl into the secret passage in advance?
There were only a few people who knew about the secret passage in the City Lord's residence, and Lu Lin happened to be one of them.
Lu Wuyong could only comfort himself in this way.
Lu Wuyong no longer asked, "Create an opportunity to escape from here through the secret passage under the City Lord's residence and head to Great Ning."
"Yes, General." Lu Yuan answered in a low voice.
Kacha — —
Kacha — —
Just then, there was a crisp sound of footsteps.
The footsteps were very light, but every time a foot stepped on the deep snow on the ground, there would be a very pleasant cracking sound.
Clang — —
Lu Yuan and the brothers around him all drew out the swords in their hands.
Lu Wuyong waved his hand, saying, "No need, we surrender."
He looked at the purple-robed girl who was walking step by step towards the place where they were hiding. "We surrender."
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