The Merry Demon

() Everyone looked at Liu Mu changed, especially men...

They looked at Liu Mu with naked mockery.

Shu Yunling is Liu Mu's fiancée, and it's only a matter of time before she becomes his wife.

Now, Shu Yunling appeared in public with other men, and this person was Ding Zihang who was about to go to the execution platform with Liu Mu.

"Liu Mu will never try to raise his head again in the future." A male disciple taunted.

"Yes, if it were me, I would have the urge to hit the wall and commit suicide..."

"Hey, the hatred of killing one's father is not shared, and the hatred of taking one's wife is endless. In this way, the duel is interesting. Do you think Liu Mu will explode in character?"

"Hahaha... so what if his character explodes? The gap between a warrior and a real warrior is like the gap in Tianze. Even if a miracle occurs, it can't reverse the situation of the battle."

"That's not necessarily the case. A few days ago, Liu Mu relied on the green wood sword..."

Before the man finished speaking, he was interrupted, "It's because Ding Zihang was unprepared. After all, who would have thought that Liu Mu would have a spiritual weapon."

"Yes, Ding Zihang will definitely be on guard now, and his Baoxiang Sword is also a spiritual weapon. If the two are eliminated, Ding Zihang will definitely have more power than Liu Mu."

"In the face of absolute power, tricks and luck are all in vain!"

"Hahaha... Liu Mu is really unlucky, his life is almost gone, and he has to wear a hat before he dies..."

Everyone looked at Shu Yunling who was 'closely' communicating with Ding Zihang, and they all burst into laughter.

In the past few years, Liu Mu has seen the fickleness of the world and the fickleness of human relationships, and he has long cultivated a character of not being surprised by honor or disgrace, and watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court.

But hearing this discussion, the mood still sank subconsciously.

I can understand it!

A man can endure humiliation and swallow his tears.There is only one thing I can't bear, that is the green hat!

"Shu Yunling!" Liu Mu's heart sank, "Young Master tolerated you again and again, but you provoked Young Master again and again—"

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Shu Yunling glanced out of the corner of his eye, and disgust flashed through Ding Zihang's face, which was full of vigor.

What she did today was intentional.

She mistakenly thought that Liu Mu was a real warrior, and she had great scruples about Liu Mu in her heart.

Liu Mu may not be Ding Zihang's opponent, but Ding Zihang may not be 100% sure to kill Liu Mu.

Therefore, she purposely got close to Ding Zihang, behaved like a couple.

"As long as Liu Mu is a man, he will be angry and even lose his mind..."

"His own cultivation is not as good as Ding Zihang's. It is even more impossible to win against Ding Zihang when he loses his composure."

"Liu Mu, in order to let you die, Miss Ben sacrificed her own reputation, and you will die with no regrets."

"Unfortunately, Miss Ben can't tell you. In fact, as early as two years ago, I dedicated the first time to my cousin... Heh, you will never have a chance to know..."

"The green hat, I put it on for you a long time ago, hahaha..."

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Ding Zihang was in a good mood, very good.

For this reason, he must kill Liu Mu.

He could feel that Yunling's attitude towards him had changed because of Liu Mu.

Unexpectedly, Yun Ling hated Liu Mu so much——

Even, he did not hesitate to exchange his relationship with him in exchange for Liu Mu's life.

"Liu Mu, Liu Mu, I only blame you for not offending me, nor being hated by Yun Ling, let alone being Yun Ling's fiancé."

"In public and private, in love and reason, you must die—"

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Liu Mu and Ding Zihang stepped onto the execution platform one after the other.

Perhaps because of the high altitude, any wind blowing on the Tianxingtai will bring a biting cold.

Liu Mu's white hair fluttered in the wind, and he looked at Ding Zihang calmly.

Ding Zihang looked at Liu Mu with a sneer on his face, and the sarcasm was self-evident.

There is no referee on Tianxingtai, and there are no rules. As long as you step here, one side must fall to end the game.

If the only rule of Tianxingtai is to kill the opponent, kill the opponent at all costs.

Liu Mu and Ding Zihang had a rare tacit understanding. When a piercing cold wind whizzed by, the two shot at the same time.

Gaining wisdom from a pit, Ding Zihang pulled out the Baoxiang sword immediately this time, to guard against the sudden sword attack of the Qingmu sword.

"Liu Mu, what else is there, just use it—" After saying that, Ding Zihang stabbed Liu Mu with the Baoxiang Sword.

The tip of the Baoxiang Sword is extremely sharp, and the tip of the tail is like a sewing needle, of course!Toughness and hardness are far from comparable to sewing needles.

Even the air was pierced by the Baoxiang sword, making endless crackling noises.

"People are rotten, swords are rotten, and swordsmanship is even worse—" Chiyuan Mozun commented disdainfully, "Liu Mu, if you can't even win against Ding Zihang, you should kill yourself to avoid embarrassment."

"Of course!" Liu Mu said noncommittally.

Just hearing the sound of '唰', the Qingmu sword shot out a sword energy instantly.

'铛' Ding Zihang blocked it directly, "Liu Mu, you can't change to a fresh move..."

Just as Ding Zihang finished his report, countless sword shadows suddenly appeared in his sight——

Swish!Swish!Swish!Swish!Swish...

Sword shadows all over the sky rushed towards Ding Zihang like a violent storm.

If you look at it from a distance, you will find that countless sword shadows formed a circle, enveloping Ding Zihang.

Clang!Clang!Clang!Clang!Clang...

In just the blink of an eye, the Qingmu sword and Baoxiang sword collided hundreds of times.

Every time there was a collision, there was an extremely ear-piercing crisp sound.

Surrounded by sword shadows, Ding Zihang's complexion changed, and the expression of sure victory had disappeared.

"True warrior...?" Ding Zihang could feel the strength of each blow of the Qingmu sword, at least twenty or thirty breaths!

Not only that, the sword technique used by Liu Mu is even more weird to the extreme.

Every blow hit the weakest part of his defense!

'Hiss' -

A wound appeared on Ding Zihang's body, and blood immediately overflowed.

"Ah—" Ding Zihang yelled in pain, both surprised and annoyed, "How could Liu Mu have such profound sword skills..."

"Could it be..." Ding Zihang was shocked——

'Hiss' -

Another sword cut across Ding Zihang's body.

'Hiss'! 'Hiss'! 'Hiss'! 'Hiss'...

Successively, five or six sword shadows directly cut through Ding Zihang's body.

More and more bloodshots overflowed Ding Zihang's body surface.

In less than a moment, more than half of Ding Zihang's body was covered with blood.

"Ding Zihang, you lost—"

Liu Mu's voice suddenly spread throughout the audience.

boom--

Liu Mu ended up with a heavy hand, and Ding Zihang was directly sent flying.

When the shadow of the sword in the sky dissipated, Liu Mu was unscathed, holding a long sword, standing majesticly on the spot...

But Ding Zihang fell to the ground with bright red blood in his mouth.Looking from a distance, it makes people feel depressed, in a trance, and has been severely injured...

"Liu Mu...he won..."

"This...how is this possible..."

"I'm not dreaming... I actually saw Liu Mu defeating Ding Zihang..."

call!

The disciples watching the battle under the Tianxingtai gasped at the same time, and looked at the Tianxingtai in disbelief!