If he is unreasonable, you're unreasonable. If he is strong, you're stronger.
If you don't understand, what's the harm in killing him?
This was what Li Muyang was thinking at this moment.
Showing weakness was not enough, begging for mercy was not enough. If Li Muyang showed the slightest hint of fear, the humans surrounding him would immediately attack, instantly drowning Li Muyang and the people he wanted to protect.
Li Muyang must show a fearless appearance, must pretend to be looking for trouble, must pretend to be asking for a beating. Only in this way would they be suspicious, hesitate, and think about the serious consequences of offending Li Muyang.
Li Muyang strode forward, heading towards the gate of Carefree Palace.
Because of the obstruction of the Changbai swordsman, the Poisonous Widow, and Wan Guiyi, Li Muyang's pace was somewhat delayed.
After he dealt with the three enemies, his pace became even more firm.
One hand holding a beautiful woman, the other holding a sword.
Snowball and the Wolf King stood on either side.
Li Muyang deliberately released the aura of a dragon. The tangible aura dispersed in all directions, making it difficult for those with weaker cultivation bases to breathe.
Behind Li Muyang, Qin Han, Tie Muxin, Xie Wuyou, Xiahou Qianbai, and the others also followed suit.
Wen Ruoruo held Shennong's dagger in her hand, and Qin Han brandished his pious war hammer. Yan Xiangma and the others also drew out their weapons, looking as though they would fight to the death with those who obstructed them.
Under the pressure of such a powerful aura, the humans in front couldn't help but have the urge to scatter and retreat.
Everyone wanted to slay a dragon, but it was not worth it to become a sacrifice for slaying a dragon.
No one wanted to be the first to bear the brunt, no one wanted to fight against Li Muyang head-on.
Bang — —
Bang — —
Bang — —
Because Li Muyang released the aura of a dragon, every step he took was filled with tremendous force.
His footsteps were silent, but the dragon qi wrapped around his body was too astonishing.
On the white jade floor, there were clear and visible footprints.
That was the mark left behind by the Dragon's Might invading the floor.
Li Muyang's footsteps were steady, neither too fast nor too slow.
However, he still clashed head-on with the human blocking his way.
Wang Daochong was the Faction Leader of the Vitality Sect. His "Vitality Technique" was extremely domineering. Countless masters had fallen in his hands.
If he did not have some skills, he would not have been able to survive in the Kunlun Ruins until now and successfully follow these powerhouses into the Kunlun Divine Palace.
At this moment, he was standing at the forefront of the crowd.
At first, he didn't realize that he was standing at the front.
After all, Li Muyang was surrounded by humans. Who knew which direction he would break out from?
What he didn't expect was that Li Muyang would choose the most open and direct path … a straight attack.
At that time, he faced in that direction and broke out of the encirclement.
Moreover, the path he took was the exit of Carefree Palace, which was also the place where the crowd was the most concentrated.
When Wang Daochong realized that Li Muyang was walking toward him with large strides, and he was about to face his first round of attacks, Wang Daochong began to panic.
It was impossible for him to say that he did not want the credit of slaying the dragon.
That was because he knew the dangers of slaying the dragon.
The Myriad Returns to One Sword Technique earlier was impressive, but he surrendered before Li Muyang's Severing Heavenly Dao. He did not even have the courage to fight.
'Should I make the first slash now?'
Wang Daochong was uneasy and uneasy.
As Li Muyang approached step by step, the time he had to think was getting lesser and lesser.
If he made the first slash, he might face Li Muyang's storm-like attacks. He might be killed on the spot, and he would not even have the chance to turn back.
However, even if he wanted to retreat now … Everyone's gazes were focused on Li Muyang, which was indirectly focused on him.
If he retreated, how would he be able to face others in the future? The Vitality Sect's reputation would also plummet, wouldn't it?
As Li Muyang approached, the pressure on Wang Daochong increased.
Not only was he afraid of Li Muyang's evil dragon name, but he was also afraid of the Dragon's Might that Li Muyang released. Even if he used all his strength to fight against it, he would still feel chills running down his spine and his legs shaking …
Thirty feet!
Twenty feet!
Approaching …
Wang Daochong gritted his yellow teeth, and his grip on the hilt of his sword was drenched in sweat.
He had to make a move.
He had to make the first slash …
Whether he lived or died, the most important thing was to protect his reputation and the Vitality Sect's reputation.
He knew that as soon as he made the first slash, many of his comrades around him would jump and attack.
He had already observed from the corner of his eye. Whether it was the Changbai Sword Sect's swordsmen on the left or the Blue Scarlet Sect's experts on the right, they were all ready to attack, just like him.
"Kill …"
Wang Daochong's sword was unsheathed. No, it was only half-unsheathed. This was because he could only do so much.
Li Muyang's footsteps did not stop. His aura grew, and the murderous intent in his eyes intensified. The sword in his hand was suddenly unsheathed, and he shouted, "Scram."
Whoosh …
The roar actually caused the dozens of people in front of him to take a few steps back.
Wang Daochong's sword that was about to slash stopped. The Changbai Sword Sect and Blue Scarlet Sect's intention to join the battle was stopped by the roar.
The roar seemed to come from the dome, but it also sounded like it came from hell.
It exploded in the area that everyone feared the most, rendering them unable to resist. The only thing they could do was to retreat and avoid the brunt of the attack.
Wang Daochong's forehead was drenched in sweat. He opened his mouth and gasped for air.
Although he had never really fought against the evil dragon, he felt like he had just passed through the gates of hell.
Two of the Changbai Sword Sect's swordsmen could not withstand the immense pressure, and fell on their butts as they retreated.
Silence!
A deathly silence!
Everyone stared wide-eyed at Li Muyang, the man who looked like a god of death had descended to the world.
Would thousands of humans really be unable to stop this evil dragon's might?
With the humans at the front as a warning, the humans at the back actually could not muster the will to fight back.
Li Muyang walked forward step by step, and the hundreds of humans in front of him also retreated step by step.
Looking at it from the tall dome of Carefree Palace, it was an extremely comical scene.
With Li Muyang as the leader, there were only a few people in the group, but they actually forced the hundreds of human cultivators to retreat step by step, not daring to face them head-on.
No one dared to throw the first punch!
No one dared to slash the first sword!
Li Muyang advanced with the bearing of a king, unstoppable!
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