"Where is he?" Elder Yu Shu rushed into the sea of flowers, but could not find Li Muyang anywhere.
It was as if Li Muyang had vanished into thin air.
Everyone looked up at the sky, wanting to see if Li Muyang would rush down from the sky again.
After all, as a member of the Dragon Clan, Li Muyang often liked to soar above the nine heavens and then swoop down from the sky … It was as if others would not recognize him as a member of the Dragon Clan if he did not do so.
Moreover, when Li Muyang transformed into a white dragon just now, it was exactly the same routine.
It was all a routine!
The Changbai swordsmen all felt that they had seen through Li Muyang's routine.
However, to their disappointment, Li Muyang was nowhere to be seen in the sky.
This time, Li Muyang had not even transformed into a dragon.
Where did Li Muyang go?
Elder Yu Shu was puzzled as he searched around vigilantly in midair.
An opponent that could be seen was not necessarily weak, but an opponent that could not be seen was definitely terrifying.
The other dozens of Changbai swordsmen were also looking for Li Muyang. They had already set up the Immortal Slaying Formation. If Li Muyang was nowhere to be seen, would they have to maintain the same formation?
This made things very difficult for him.
At this moment, a long pink dragon suddenly sprang out of the hole in the ground of the divine palace. The long dragon was made up of countless pink petals, and it charged toward Elder Yu Shu and the dozens of Changbai swordsmen at an extremely fast speed.
The pink dragon coiled around the legs of Elder Yu Shu and the dozens of Changbai swordsmen, who hurriedly swung their swords to slash at it.
The pink dragon seemed to have come to life as its dragon head avoided the attacks of the swords one after another, and then with a "swoosh", it drilled into the crotch of the swordsmen and scuttled back and forth between their legs.
In this way, the Changbai swordsmen were helpless. No matter how good their swordsmanship was, they could not stab at their own crotch, right?
The pink dragon slithered between the legs of every Changbai swordsman, then was cut into two by Elder Yu Shu's sword.
Within the Immortal Slaying Formation, dozens of Changbai swordsmen looked at the base of their calves in astonishment.
Zhong Qiuzi was the youngest of the thirty-six Celestial Stars in the Immortal Slaying Formation. After his pink dragon was severed by Elder Yu Shu, he felt that something was wrong with his legs.
However, at that time, he didn't think too much about it.
He lifted his leg and moved to the left according to the special pattern of the formation.
Then, something strange happened. He clearly lifted his leg, but he saw that his legs were still in the same place, not moving at all …
"What's going on?" Zhong Qiuzi stared at the scene with wide eyes.
"What happened?"
The pain in his leg instantly woke him up.
At this moment, the calf that was frozen in place suddenly gushed out with bright red blood.
His calf was actually chopped off by someone. It was neatly cut off from the knee.
What was even worse was that he didn't feel any pain. It was as if … an ant had gently bitten his calf.
"Ah …"
Zhong Qiuzi screamed.
First, it was pain. It was only now that he felt the pain of his calf being chopped off. There were many tendons in his legs. Even an iron man would find it hard to bear the pain of having his legs completely chopped off.
Second, it was anger. Chopping off someone's legs was equivalent to destroying their cultivation method. What was the point of a cripple, no matter how deep his cultivation base was, or how high his realm was?
That evil dragon's attack was simply too cruel and excessive. It didn't leave anyone any chance of survival.
However, did they ever think about how they had left that "evil dragon" any chance of survival?
Thump …
Zhong Qiuzi's body fell toward the ground.
Bang …
His body landed heavily on the floor of Carefree Palace, looking like a corpse that had fallen from the sky.
It was a corpse that was still howling in pain.
Without his legs, he naturally couldn't stand. And because his yelling had exhausted the vital energy in his body, he could no longer stand in the sky.
Zhong Qiuzi's experience was shocking. They didn't expect that the pink dragon had only circled around them once and had already chopped off his legs.
This kind of cultivation, this kind of method, was truly shocking.
With Zhong Qiuzi as an example, the other Changbai swordsmen suddenly didn't dare to move.
They were afraid that if they moved even a little, they would find that their legs had already been separated from their bodies.
Their pupils dilated as they stared fixedly at their feet.
However, what they feared still happened.
They didn't lift their legs, didn't move.
They even secretly took a deep breath and tightened their bodies. In this way, their bodies could still stand in the sky, and their legs would never be separated from their bodies.
However, blood began to ooze from their knees.
It was only a tiny trace of blood. If it weren't for the fact that they were wearing white robes, and that the red blood could easily soak through the white robes, it would be difficult to notice the existence of the blood.
However, they just happened to notice the existence of those traces of blood.
Then, all of them fell into despair.
"My legs are broken … My legs are broken …"
"My legs are bleeding, that evil dragon … He cut off my legs …"
"No, no, please don't, I don't want to die …"
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Because of the discovery of blood, because of the panic and discouragement.
As a result, the legs of those Changbai swordsmen suddenly separated from their bodies and fell to the ground with a crackling sound.
It was a rain of calves.
The bodies of the Changbai swordsmen were still soaring high in the sky. Their eyes were blood-red, and their eyes were cracked. Their voices were filled with grief and indignation, like a group of evil spirits from the ghost realm.
No, they were much scarier than the people brought by Ghost King and the others.
"Li Muyang, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you …"
"If the evil dragon is not slain, the world will not be at peace … If the evil dragon is not slain, the world will not be at peace …"
"Kill him, kill him …"
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Hate!
They really hated Li Muyang to the core!
They wished they could tear him into pieces, wished they could hack him into pieces.
They knew that with their legs chopped off, they would become a group of trash, a group of trash abandoned by the Changbai Sword Sect.
Like abandoning a pile of trash, the Changbai Sword Sect would no longer have a place for them to live. Only death awaited them.
Li Muyang did not kill people, but it was worse than killing people.
In their hearts, it was not as good as being killed by Li Muyang.
When the pink dragon was chopped off, Li Muyang's body had fallen back to Qiandu's side.
There was a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, staring coldly at the dozens of Changbai swordsmen in the air, and then gently blowing a breath of dragon qi into the air.
"Phew — —"
Pitter-patter — —
The dozens of Changbai swordsmen fell to the ground, like dumplings in a pot.
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