"Even if you kill me, you won't get the Ten Thousand Spirit Imperial Seal." Li Muyang covered his wound. Although the Rainbow Cloud Robe was doing its best to help him heal, the powerful attack from the Frightening Dragon Bow was not so easily neutralized.
He stared straight at the legendary divine weapon, the Frightening Dragon Bow, the giant bow made from the bones, veins, and blood of dragons, and used to slaughter dragons. His heart was filled with endless sorrow and hatred.
Why?
Why?
What did the dragons do wrong? Why did they have to suffer such punishment?
Enemies of the world, massacred … Was it just because they were born dragons that the heavens gave them a powerful physique and the ability to summon rain?
They were not cattle, sheep, pigs, or dogs.
They saved the human race again and again, snatched back the Nine Regions from the hands of the devil, and then returned it to the human race. They gave them fertile land, free and healthy bodies, sunshine and rain …
Why did every cultivator have to slaughter humans as a symbol of their achievements?
"I know that you threw the Ten Thousand Spirit Imperial Seal into the crowd to make humans kill each other, create some obstacles for me, and create a chance of survival for yourself." Xiahou Ying's expression was cold. His eagle-like eyes hidden under his helmet stared unblinkingly at Li Muyang. "It's just a little troublesome. If I kill you, the Ten Thousand Spirit Imperial Seal will be mine. Don't even think about snatching it away. Nobody can snatch it away. "
"Experts have gathered here today. What makes you think that the Ten Thousand Spirit Imperial Seal will be yours?"
"Compared to the experts that have gathered here, I care more about you …" Xia Houying said in a gloomy voice. He didn't care about the countless people passing the Ten Thousand Spirit Imperial Seal and the bloodbath that formed a river. "Ancestor Xiahou once led the human race to fight against the barbarians. The Frightening Dragon Bow killed many evil dragons … This Frightening Dragon Bow has been passed down for ten thousand years. Our Xiahou Clan has hidden from the world and there is almost no chance to use it. Only dragons, only the powerful and evil dragons, are worthy of using the Frightening Dragon Bow. Otherwise, the Frightening Dragon Bow would have no meaning. Why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken? That would not taint the chicken, but the butcher's knife. "
"Do you know? My people have waited for tens of thousands of years. However, the Dragon Clan had never appeared. It was as if they had truly gone extinct from this world. However, my ancestors knew that the Dragon Clan would not go extinct. There would come a day when they would return to the world. Just like the three-eyed demon hiding in another world. "
"One of my ancestors once said: When the demons come, the dragons will descend again. The Xiahou Clan has always believed that the three-eyed demon will return to the Divine Prefecture. Their ambition and greed to conquer the Flower Language Plain will only grow stronger and stronger, and will not disappear or weaken with the Dragon Slaying War and the passage of time. "
"In this generation, the Frightful Dragon Bow has been passed down to me. I've been waiting, waiting. I thought that I would be like my ancestors. If the evil dragon doesn't come out, the Frightening Dragon Bow will forever be sealed. But I didn't expect that you would appear. That Li Muyang who is known as the youth of the Dragon Clan has appeared … "
Xiahou Ying looked pitifully at the giant dragon bow in his hand and sighed softly. "You bear the name of a divine bow, but you have not tasted blood or appeared in the world for tens of thousands of years. It is such a grievance … Today, your wish will be fulfilled."
"It seems that I must die today." Li Muyang smiled wryly. "I can understand that you want to use the Dragon Slaying War to achieve the supreme reputation of yourself and your clan. However, can you not always make your purpose of slaying the dragon sound so noble? Others may not know the true nature of the Dragon Slaying War, but do you people of Xiahou Clan not know? You keep saying this kind of thing over and over again. Do you even believe it yourself? When you touch your chest and think about it in the dead of night, don't you feel guilty and disgusted? "
Xiahou Ying's expression froze slightly. His determined gaze finally showed a trace of relaxation and emotion. He actually grinned and said, "Now that you mention it, it really is the case. Our ancestors said that we slay the dragon to save the human race, and our ancestors also said that we slay the dragon to save the human race. This has been passed down from generation to generation, but even we have never thought about the true purpose of slaying the dragon … "
"However …" Xiahou Ying looked at Li Muyang and said, "Who would sully their own reputation? Not to mention our clan, which is known as the 'number one clan' by the world … So, you have suffered. I think that after so many years, you should have gotten used to it. "
"How can we get used to it?" Li Muyang said with a smile. "If it's sweet words, a life of luxury, and the world admires it, it will be very easy to get used to it. However, to bear the fire of hatred every day, the pain of being killed, the grievance and anger that come day after day, the accumulated resentment will become heavier and heavier, like the ice of Mount Kunlun, like the rocks of Mount Tai, like the fire of a sea of fire … you will never get used to it. "
"Then I can't help you," Xiahou Ying said with a smile.
He raised the Frightful Dragon Bow in his hand and pulled back the bowstring, but there was no bow or arrow.
As the energy gathered, a white arrow-shaped energy was nocked on the bowstring and silently appeared between his fingers.
Vital energy arrows!
Each arrow consumed the archer's vital energy.
"It doesn't matter if you get used to it or not. This is the fate of the dragon race, "Xiahou Ying said in a low voice. "Still, I must thank you," Xiahou Ying said in a low voice. "Thank you for making House Xiahou famous once more."
Tens of thousands of years ago, the genius king of House Xiahou led the human race against the barbarians and slaughtered the dragon race. This battle pushed House Xiahou to the position of 'number one clan' in the Divine Prefecture 'and was admired by the world.
Because of House Xiahou's mysterious and powerful strength, some people even called House Xiahou the 'divine clan'.
In the eyes of the common people, House Xiahou was a divine clan, and the Xiahou family were immortals.
Now, it was time to once again do something that would shock and awe the entire Divine Prefecture.
What else could make a name for oneself faster and more sensational than slaughtering an evil dragon?
"What if I want to defy the heavens and change his fate for him?" A cold voice rang out.
Qiandu walked step by step to the front of Li Muyang, using her thin body to block in front of Li Muyang, and said with a determined face.
Xiahou Ying's eyebrows slightly raised, his expression slightly wrinkled, looking at the delicate and pretty woman in front of Li Muyang, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you? Do you know what you are doing? "
"I am the First Princess of the Peacock Imperial Court, Ying Qiandu. If you kill him, I will execute your entire family. "
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