As the fight went on, the person was gone.
Li Muyang had disappeared, but the onlookers did not know how he disappeared.
"He couldn't have been killed, could he?" Qin Han said with a chagrined look. "If we had known earlier, we would have helped. Just now he sent a person flying with one punch. I thought he must be very powerful — — "
"He's not dead." Tu Xin said in an incomparably firm voice. "He won't die."
He and Li Muyang had fought directly. At that time, he felt that the two were evenly matched, and perhaps Li Muyang was only a little stronger than him.
Later, when he saw him fight with Wu Lie, block the Kunlun Snow Lion from injuring Wen Ruoruo with a wall of fire, and send Zhong Wuyan, who brought him and Wen Ruoruo great pressure with one punch, he realized how absurd his original idea was — —
If you can't see a person's depth, then that person may be deeper than you think. Such a person is the most terrifying and dangerous.
Tu Xin couldn't see Li Muyang's depth, so he firmly believed that Li Muyang must be alive.
Only Wu Shanji had a firm expression, looking deeply at the gray sky, and asked softly, "What kind of person have you picked up? Is he really Yan Xiangma of the Yan family? "
"Eldest senior brother — —" Wen Ruoruo turned to look at Wu Shanji, asking puzzledly, "Where is Gongzi Xiangma? Is he all right? "
"He's fine." Wu Shanji said in a low voice. "With such a cultivation level, how could there be anything wrong?"
Wu Shanji saw Li Muyang's whereabouts, and was also one of the two people present who could see the trajectory of Li Muyang's movements.
As soon as his voice faded, the gray clouds were torn apart, and a white light appeared in the middle.
Li Muyang's body slowly descended, like a deity standing in the sky, condescendingly looking down at all the people present.
His eyes were like lightning, and his imposing manner was like a rainbow.
Wu Shanji had an illusion. Everyone present had the same illusion.
Even if all of them joined hands, there was no way to stop the black-robed youngster's footsteps.
Sometimes, a more impressive entrance could give a player bonus points.
For example, there was an old man that Li Muyang knew in Tiandu. Every time he appeared, he would create a huge waterfall in the sky, and then he would come out from the waterfall … No one could steal his limelight.
Li Muyang looked at Zhong Wuyan and said, "You have one more chance to attack."
"Bastard," Zhong Wuyan said hatefully. "Don't hide if you have the ability."
When Nangong Yanqing saw the aura and power that Li Muyang displayed at this moment, his face turned cold and he had an extremely bad feeling.
He flew to Zhong Wuyan's side and whispered, "Wuyan, why don't I fight this battle on your behalf? Why don't you rest for a while? "
Zhong Wuyan's expression became even more unsightly. He stared fiercely at Nangong Yanqing and said, "What? Elder Nangong also thinks that I only have one sword? "
"Speechless, that's not what I meant. I just feel that … this kid is a little strange, and we can't be careless. Why don't I help you test his strength first, and when I'm defeated, Wuyan can attack. At that time, we can kill him with one sword, wipe away our shame, and raise the prestige of Changbai. What do you think? "
"No need." Zhong Wuyan's expression softened slightly, and he said, "I understand Elder Nangong's intention. However, this kid is really too much. If I retreat now, I will only become a joke, and it will weaken the prestige of Changbai Sword Sect. Since he said that I only have one chance, then I want to see how he can block my sword … "
Nangong Yanqing knew that it was useless to continue persuading him, and it would only make Zhong Wuyan jealous.
However, Zhong Wuyan was the Sect Master's nephew. If anything happened to him, he would not be able to explain to the Sect Master when he returned.
Nangong Yanqing was conflicted, but there was nothing he could do. That Yan Xiangma was really hateful. He spoke so fiercely, and it was equivalent to forcing Zhong Wuyan into a dead end …
As such a thought emerged in his mind, Nangong Yanqing himself was shocked.
"Since when did I start to worry about Zhong Wuyan's safety? You should know that even in the Changbai Sword Sect, he is also a first-class master … "Nangong Yanqing's gaze shifted to Li Muyang, thinking," This boy is really amazing. With such a person, the Yan family of West Wind will most likely rise. "
"However, since you have provoked my Changbai Sword Sect, we will definitely kill you, and will never give you a chance to rise again."
Although Zhong Wuyan did not seem to be afraid of Li Muyang, there was a feeling of powerlessness and helplessness in his heart.
He was not an idiot.
He had attacked twice in a row, but had not been able to hurt Li Muyang at all, and instead he had taken advantage of him. He knew that it would be very difficult for him to win today.
It was impossible to avoid a battle. Neither he nor the Changbai Sword Sect behind him could afford such humiliation.
He couldn't beat them, and he couldn't escape either. There was no more embarrassing moment in his life than now.
Zhong Wuyan closed his eyes and once again raised the sword in his hand.
The sword left his hand and stood erect in front of his head.
Zhong Wuyan pinched his fingers together and muttered something.
A ball of white light surrounded him, and a white ball of light floated out from the top of his head.
The ball of light spun faster and brighter.
"It's really not appropriate to forcibly take the Heavenly jewel." Nangong Yanqing said in a low voice with an embarrassed look on his face.
"'Sword-Less technique' can only be practiced to the seventh realm to borrow the power of the Heavenly jewel and achieve the true unity of man and sword. Senior Brother Wuyan's' Sword-Less technique 'has only been practiced to the sixth realm, it is too difficult to borrow the power of the Heavenly jewel — — "
"If there is a little carelessness, the jewel will be destroyed and I will die — —"
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The so-called borrowing of the Heavenly jewel was in fact the same principle as the 'blood sacrifice' used by some sects and sword schools.
For example, the God of Sword of West Wind's Still water sword school, the God of Sword Mu Dingyi used the blood sacrifice method to stimulate all the potential of his body at the end of the battle with Li Muyang.
Although he was eventually destroyed by Li Muyang.
The Heavenly jewel was the secret technique of the Changbai sword sect, and was also the reason why the Changbai sword sect was able to follow closely behind Buddhism and Taoism to become the third most powerful force in the divine continent.
The Heavenly jewel was condensed from the sword qi of the Changbai swordsman, which was the same principle as the crystal soul or inner elixir that some thousand-year-old mythological beasts cultivated.
The Heavenly jewel was the essence of the human body and the source of sword qi. By borrowing the power of the Heavenly jewel, the sword qi accumulated over decades of sword practice would erupt at once to injure people.
If one's strength reached the seventh realm of 'Sword-Less technique', there would naturally be no problem using this move. When the sword qi in the Heavenly jewel was exhausted, one could store it again.
However, if the 'Sword-Less technique' was not able to advance to the seventh realm and was forced to use it, it was very likely that one would not be able to borrow the power of the Heavenly jewel, and instead be devoured by the Heavenly jewel and die.
Zhong Wuyan obviously did not care about this. In his opinion, only by borrowing the power of the Heavenly jewel and forcibly elevating his strength to the seventh realm of 'Sword-Less Technique' could he kill 'Yan Xiangma'.
As Zhong Wuyan finished reciting the last sentence of the 'Imperial Sword Technique', the Heavenly jewel suddenly flew towards the bronze sword that was floating in the sky.
Swoosh …
The bronze sword disappeared, and the white ball of light shone brightly once again.
Zhong Wuyan's hands spread out abruptly, and the light bead was like a small burning sun, fiercely pouncing towards Li Muyang's position.
Boom …
There were thousands of rays of light. Each ray was sword light, and each ray was sword qi.
Li Muyang's body was shrouded and wrapped by the small sun.
Countless sword qi slashed towards Li Muyang's body, trying to chop him into pieces and turn him into dust.
Everyone's eyes turned white, and it was difficult for them to open their eyes when they were instantly illuminated by the light released by the Heavenly jewel.
After a long time …
After a long time …
When Wen Ruanruo's eyes could see again, and when she looked up into the sky, she found that the sky was dyed red, and the space was severely torn and distorted.
Li Muyang had disappeared.
"Young Master Xiangma …" Wen Ruanruo wanted to shout.
She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
Because she found that she could not make a sound, and her throat felt as if someone had stuffed a ball of cotton.
She suddenly felt a little sour in her heart. Could it be that Young Master Xiangma was … gone?
Zhong Wuyan was gone too.
Wen Ruanruo searched around, and found that Zhong Wuyan of the Changbai Sword Sect had also disappeared.
Could it be that the two of them perished together?
"Where's Senior Brother Wuyan?"
"Where did Senior Brother Wuyan go?"
"Who won?"
* * *
Similarly, the people of the Changbai Sword Sect were also looking for Zhong Wuyan's whereabouts.
Sssss …
A huge snow-capped mountain fell from the sky. As it descended at an extremely fast speed, the body of the snow-capped mountain rapidly shrank, and the layer of snow wrapped around it rapidly fell off.
Just as it was about to hit the ground, the snowball suddenly exploded.
Li Muyang appeared.
Zhong Wuyan also appeared.
Li Muyang's hand grabbed Zhong Wuyan's collar.
No one knew what had happened, but Zhong Wuyan had unexpectedly fallen into Li Muyang's hands.
Moreover, Zhong Wuyan's face was deathly pale, and his eyes were tightly shut. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
"Senior Brother Wuyan …" Someone anxiously shouted.
"Wuyan …" Nangong Yanqing was also greatly shocked.
When the Heavenly jewels exploded, he was already prepared to go and snatch Wuyan away.
Because he knew that Zhong Wuyan's forceful taking of the Heavenly jewels was a heaven-defying act.
Even if this sword could kill the opponent, he would also suffer from the backlash of the Heavenly jewels and be seriously injured.
When the Heavenly jewels exploded, thousands of sword qi flew in all directions. When he rushed towards the center of the explosion, he found that Zhong Wuyan had already disappeared.
Now it seemed that Yan Xiangma was one step faster than him.
"He was already dead." Li Muyang lifted Zhong Wuyan's clothes and looked at the people of the Changbai Sword Sect. "When the Heavenly jewels exploded, he should have been chopped into meat paste by the thousands of sword qi."
"Thank you, Young Master Xiangma, for saving Wuyan." Nangong Yanqing looked at Li Muyang and forced a smile on his face. With a fawning look, he said, "As long as Young Master Xiangma lets Wuyan go this time, our Changbai Sword Sect will owe Young Master Xiangma a favour …"
"No, no, no, don't misunderstand." Li Muyang shook his head. "The reason why I saved him was because I wanted to kill him again in front of you."
Li Muyang struck out with his palm, and Zhong Wuyan's body flew in the direction of the Changbai Sword Sect.
As he flew, his body turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated in the air.
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