The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

Chapter 463, he is the head dragon!

On the top of Mount Lu, Shenjian Square.

A huge crack appeared above the head, like a **** rainbow bridge traversing the sky.

The colors are dazzling and sad.

The scars of the sky will slowly make up, and then disappear completely.

However, the scars on the human body are never able to heal.

The wind blew gently, and the snow slowly fell.

And those who are onlookers, even these nature's elves dare not disturb the tranquility above this square.

Mu Ding is dead.

His body exploded in the air and turned into dust and earth.

This is the truth of the fact that everyone has witnessed it.

Everyone looked up and looked at the place where Muding exploded. His expression was horrified and his pupil was swollen.

"Old gods - he actually died?"

"How can he die when he guards the old **** of the West Wind Empire? How could it be killed?"

"Old gods -"

They witnessed the final result of this battle, but they still could not accept the facts at hand.

In the heart of Tiandu people, Mu Ding is the West Wind Sword God, the guardian of the Empire. They are superpowers that are bigger than their age.

He is like two white horses at the entrance of Baima Temple. It is like one of the Buddha statues in the Thousand Buddhas Temple. It is like the two **** birds carved on the south gate, just like they occasionally think of it but never will. The disappearing of the deer park. Like distant relatives in their homes or intimate elders, like a shackle at the sole of the foot or a strand of sputum under the buttocks.

However, how can he die?

Pick up the stars upstairs.

The bright girl and two handsome and unbridled brothers stood in front of the window sill, and all three faces were full of shocking and incredible expressions.

"Three brothers, I am not mistaken? Is it my eyes?"

"You didn't read it wrong, and your eyes didn't spend it - Li Muyang really defeated the old gods -"

"How is this possible?" Song Shuyun was not reconciled. "With Li Muyang's cultivation as a realm, how could he defeat the old gods - what trick did he use?"

The mood of Song Shuyun suddenly became particularly excited. He turned and looked at Song Yu and said: "Yes, he must have used the demon method. Otherwise, this is impossible. I know his skill. I have seen him fight with Chu. At that time, he was just getting started. He was just a beginner. Even if he was a genius, even if he practiced a thousand miles, he could not kill Mudingyi. The characters above Jiazi can be defeated by a so-called genius?"

"Stop the cloud, you are calmer." Song Yi shouted. "I know, you can't accept what is happening in front of you. You don't want to accept it, I don't want to accept it. But this battle is happening in front of us, and we see it with our own eyes. Li Muyang is really amazing, he has been with us. Not a level opponent - we are far from being. This is a fact. We must accept this cruel fact before we can be ashamed and brave. We can have the opportunity to surpass again. Otherwise, we will be this for the rest of our lives. When the characters step on their feet, there is no possibility of turning over."

"I don't believe it." Song Shuyun's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, staring at Song Yu and shouting: "How could there be such a person? How could there be such a person in this world? What is Li Muyang's only--only practiced? In two years, you can defeat Mu Dingyi. If this is the case, let him practice for a few years, even Grandpa-"

Song Shuyun did not say anything, but the meaning is quite obvious.

With the speed of progress like Li Muyang, I am afraid that even their grandfather will no longer be his opponent in a few years?

Song Yu was also silent.

For a long time, whispered: "Jiangshan has talented people, and each has been in the air for hundreds of years. Grandpa, he already has his own exclusive era, and then, we must look at ours-"

"What about Li Muyang?" Song Chen asked.

Her question broke the minds of the two brothers, and the two looked at the Shenjian Square together.

"What about Li Muyang? Is Li Muyang killed by Mu Ding?"

Yes, after a sword, Li Muyang disappeared with the blood, as if it had been attacked by the sword, and instantly melted.

However, everyone feels that Li Muyang will not die so easily -

Before, they never thought that Muding would die, and Mu Dingyi died.

At this moment, they are full of confidence in the strength of Li Muyang -

With today's World War I, Li Muyang can become a legend of the West Wind and become a peerless powerhouse in the whole of China.

"Old gods--" The elders of the wind quickly rushed into the sky, rushed to the place where the old gods battled, and reached out, only the red dot mixed with snow mud. The elders of the wind looked up at the sky, tears like rain, and shouted: "The old gods became immortals, and the old gods became immortals-"

"Old gods -"

Stone pottery and other high-rise buildings are crouching on the ground.

"Old god."

Hundreds of white robe crouched on the ground.

Chu Xianda looked at the sky and muttered to himself: "The old god, he--has gone so far?"

"Your Majesty, please mourn -" Cui washed the dust out of comfort. His gaze looked at the sky, trying to search, still not seeing Li Muyang. I have to say that Li Muyang’s performance surprised him.

If the number of people who hate Li Muyang most in the whole day, then it must be his Cui family. Cui Jia headed him, which means that he is the one who wants to kill Li Muyang most.

The news that Li Muyang killed Cui Zhaoren passed to Tiandu. He sent nine masters to kill Li Muyang.

It is a pity that those who died not in the hands of Li Muyang died in the hands of those who protected Li Muyang. The ancient desert did not catch the footsteps of the broken mountain until it caught up with the foot of the unknown mountain.

At that time, he knew that this was not in the pool.

However, he is only a young man after all, after all, it is only one junior who has practiced for several years. Even if you have more talent, how many achievements can you achieve in a short time?

Later, Li Muyang entered the Starry Academy, and he could only put the revenge on hold. He didn't want to provoke a starry sky because of a small Li Shepherd, and then made a big hatred with those starry monsters.

This time Li Muyang entered Tiandu, he knew that the opportunity for revenge came. Anyway, this time I will leave him in the capital -

What I didn’t expect was that someone was more anxious than him, and someone was ahead of him.

A series of weird things happened: the long river died, the wooden bath was defeated, and then the wooden trip was dead.

"The battle of today, if it is their own shots -" Cui Xiaochen could not help but ask such a question in his heart. “How many odds are you winning?”

"Yes, your victory and defeat are the common events of the military. This is the result of no one wants to see it. Only, since the two strong men have made the final choice, we can only smash their minds. The old gods His own blood sacrifice sword, and finally made the strongest sword. He saw the power of this sword with his own eyes, that is, when the fairy went - the face also walked with a smile. His heart is safe, and his knees should also be safe. Li Fu, the insider of Chu Xianda, said with relief.

Lu Xing’s eyes were sullen, and his eyes stared at the sky.

Mu Ding is dead, and the dead should be deserved.

He didn't care whether Mu Ding was the West Wind Sword God, whether it was the imperial patron or the **** of the old gods - he was the opponent who challenged Li Muyang, the killer who wanted to kill Li Muyang.

So, he is damn.

If he does not die, then the person who is going to die is Li Muyang.

He only cares about one thing: Li Muyang?

"Where is my grandson Li Muyang?"

He knows the power of that sword.

He knows that things like blood sacrifice swords will not be done by ordinary people unless they are crazy.

When Mu Dingyi came out of the water and fell to the ground, it was already clear that it was very difficult for him to kill Li Muyang.

However, he is not willing and willing to stop.

For pride? dignity? Or the pursuit of the strongest power by the military -

He gave up the taboo to burn his life.

Respectable?

"Hey." Lu Xingkong whispered in his heart. "Old dog, want to die, why do you want to take my grandson?"

Lu Qingming was in a hurry. His eyes were red, and he went to the ditch above the ground. He applied the technique of shifting and transforming, and the body moved from one big pit to another, and the deep ditch of the entire Shenjian Square. They all searched again. He worried that Li Muyang was injured by the sword and fell into the deep ditch after the injury.

Unfortunately, I can't find it.

"Li Muyang--" Lu Qingming disregarded the image, and did not care about his identity. He stood on the square and shouted.

In the sky, a group of white light rushed down.

The white light of the group fell faster and faster, like a comet across the sky, falling down the ground.

"嗷-"

The Wolf King exclaimed, then his body rushed, just blocking the white light.

thump--

Li Muyang’s body was shackled on the back of the wolf.

The snowball heard the voice of Li Muyang, and also yelled, waving four short legs and rushing toward Li Muyang.

"Li Muyang is not dead -" someone shouted with joy.

"Li Muyang -"

"Li Muyang -"

"Li Muyang -" -

Excalibur Square, one heart and one heart.

Everyone shouted the name with excitement.

The teenager they care about, the teenager they are looking forward to, the teenager they don't want him to die - finally came back.

He is not dead.

"Shepherd--" Lu Xingkong's dark face showed a smile. So light, but so sincere.

"Shepherd -" Lu Qingming vacated the body and rushed toward the Wolf King.

His body fell on the back of the wolf, and Li Huyang was seriously injured in his body. His eyes were red and asked: "Shepherd, what do you think? Is there any injury?"

"I'm fine--" Li Muyang said in a weak voice: "I am still alive-"

"Let's be alive." Lu Qingming's face was covered with tears and he said with a smile: "It's good to be alive. Just be alive."

"Li Muyang is not dead." Chu Xianda’s face also showed a smile, waving to the sky and shouting: "Li Muyang, just live, just be alive, and be sure to have a reward."

"Li Muyang certainly will not die." Chu Yu's mouth with a cruel smile, said aloud.

Fu Wang frowned and turned to look at his son and said: "Cautious. Li Muyang is the winner, a classmate, and you will come forward to congratulate -"

"Father, I will not bless him." Chu said with a smile.

"Globe. If you are the king, do you dare to disobey?"

"Father, the son does not dare to disobey what you mean. Just how can the son congratulate the fierce beasts of non-ethnicity?" Chu Yu stared at Li Qingyang, who was lying on the ground by Lu Qingming, and said something.

"What are you talking about?" Fu Wang was shocked and stared at his son with a stern look. "You said that he is not my family? What is the solution?"

"Chu, you have to explain the words to you - you said that Li Muyang is not my family? What does it mean?" Chu Xianda asked out loudly. He sat with Fu Wang, and Chu Yu did not deliberately suppress his voice. His words were naturally heard in his ears.

"Little prince, you said that Li Muyang is not a human race?" The spirit of Cui Xiaochen was shocked and said: "If he is not a human race, what race is it?"

"Wang Ye, Xiao Wangye is so smashing the starry classmate Li Muyang, I am going to be a fair person for the juniors. - Why does he say that Li Muyang is not my family? This battle was first picked up by the Zhishui Jianguan. Mu Ding repeatedly killed the killer of Li Muyang, even if the 10,000 people asked for help, his screaming and stopping didn't succeed. Now, because Li Muyang killed Mu Dingyi, he became a 'non-family'. ?"

Lu Xing’s eyes stared fiercely at Chu, and said: “Little Wang, Lu’s righteousness is small, not as noble as Wang’s. But Lumou still has to say – everyone must be responsible for what they say, Don't arbitrarily destroy people's reputation - otherwise, you can't hurt people, fearing that you hurt yourself first --"

Fu Wang’s eyebrows were screwed deeper, and he felt that his son was unreasonable and screamed: “Chu, you can’t talk nonsense. You are not going to apologize to your Majesty and everyone”

"Father, the son did not lie." Chu Yu said stubbornly. "Li Muyang is indeed not my family -"

"Li Muyang is not a human, what is he?" Fu Wang said with no anger, feeling that his name is really stupid.

Without any evidence, can such words be said casually?

"He is the head dragon." The smile on Chu's face gradually converges, saying one word at a time.

"-"

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