Chapter 208: Fight for him!

Chapter 208, fight for him!
Everyone can feel the strong murderousness emanating from this moment, and they don't understand why the beautiful man who looks gentle and graceful has such a big hatred for Li Muyang.
Starry, when the first star burst broke, Li Muyang actually suffered this blow.
By the time he punched out, the punches triggered a bigger wave of explosions, and he was the first to bear the brunt.
The shock wave of two consecutive times wrapped his whole person in it.
Li Muyang was obviously seriously injured. When people were in the air, the corners of their mouths had already overflowed with blood.
The body is ragged and sloppy.
There were also many broken faces on the face and hands, which were cut by the starbursts that burst open.
Tiemu’s mouth was wide open, his forehead was sweating, his mouth was filled with words, and he kept saying:
Fighting counterattack – punching his head with a fist—

"A sword destroys the city is the second sword of "Starry Sword", a more fierce and more overbearing sword. The first sword is the main wound, the second sword is the main kill. A sword destroys the city, the sword goes to the city. Of course, if Chu You can train this sword to the state of the environment. This is the sword of murder, this is the sword of murder." Lin Shuhai whispered to the side of the thousand degrees explained. He is a kendo master, and he has more or less involvement in the world. He knew that he was concerned about this, so he analyzed the situation at such a tense moment. "Chu Yu wants to kill Li Muyang."
Lin Biaohai's head was suspended with a black iron sword. The sword of the iron sword was swaying and trembled, and it was possible to rush out to give the enemy a fatal blow at any time.
Thousands of fists clenched and loosened, and the beautiful nephew stared at the battlefield without hesitation. His face was calm and he said, "There is no such thing as Chu."
"But -" Chu Yu is not convinced. He was able to see the murder in the eyes of Chu and the sword of the sword in his hand.
Killing can be disguise, but the sword is hard to fake.
At least in this moment, Chu's sword is the sword of murder, a bloodthirsty sword.
A red ball of light appeared in the hand of Lu Cheji, and a small flamingo head was found inside the ball.
The flamingo wanted to flap out again and again, but again and again she was pressed against her palm.
She is waiting.
She is also hesitating.
The face of Yang Xiaohu also calmed down, and the right hand was shrunk inside the sleeve, so the sleeves of the right arm swelled like a tiny torch in the air.
When he heard a thousand words, he heard a thousand words saying, 'Chu is not afraid.'
If Chu Yu dares to kill people in public here, I am afraid that my life will be destroyed. It is the West Wind royal family that can't keep him.
A child like him who is born with a golden spoon can't do anything that pushes himself to a dead end. They have too much, and the demons are getting stronger.
Li Muyang’s body flew in the air, and Chu’s body was rapidly catching up.
The long sword in his hand is quickly approaching the chest of Lee Shepherd, three inches, two inches, one inch -
He pierced the clothes of Li Muyang and pierced the skin of Li Muyang.
There was blood on his blade.
Snapped--
Li Muyang’s back is the first to land, and the body is heavy on the slate.
嚓
Chu Yu’s feet also followed, and the long sword in his hand still stabbed Li’s chest.
"vomit--"
Because of the heavy impact behind the back, the suffocating suffocation in the chest was all smooth.
The throat is sweet, and then a large mouthful of blood is spit.
"Li Muyang -" everyone exclaimed.
Li Muyang lay down on the ground and looked at Chu Yu, and Chu Yu looked down at Li Muyang.
"Li Muyang, you are already dead." Chu Yu said coldly.

How come?
Li Muyang’s mouth with a faint smile said:
How can the dead hear ‘you are dead’?

"If this contest is a brave thing, you will not lose so badly." Chu Yu used Li Muyang to satirize his words before the game to attack, saying: "If it is a struggle between life and death, my hands are long. The sword will puncture a further centimeter - you will die. Your heart will be pierced and no one can save you."
"But why didn't you do that?"
"You--" The smile on Chu’s face became more and more brilliant, and said with a smile: "Li Muyang, can you afford to lose? You have never known your cultivation as a realm. I thought that you should at least compare I imagine it is more powerful - if you know that you are so vulnerable, or even can't stop my first sword, then I don't have to pay a lot of money to fight with you. Bullying is weak. I am not willing to do things, which is inconsistent with the aristocratic education I have received."
Chu Yu’s body collapsed and lowered his voice and said to Li Muyang:
Li Muyang, you are a waste.

"I am not afraid of bullying at all, and I am not afraid of others being jealous of me." Li Muyang said with a smile. "Do you know why?"
"I am really a bit curious."
"Because for a long period of time, everyone treated me like this. They bully me weak, and I am a waste. Of course, this is kind. I have heard a lot more difficult words." Li Muyang said The expression of calmness and calmness in the past is like saying a tragic person who has nothing to do with himself. "Being born is what it looks like, and I am very helpless."
"It seems that the eyes of the masses are really bright." Chu said sarcastically.
"To tell the truth, I thought about giving up. After I measured the martial arts knowledge I had, I thought about finding an excuse to push the duel, saying that my stomach hurts, or my head is uncomfortable, temporary. I have been suffering from acne - I have thought of countless reasons for this."
"If you do what you really do, it is indeed more decent than now." Chu Yu looked at Li Muyang's face and said that he likes the feeling of victory, he likes the feeling of being watched. He likes to look at others with condescending, watching the feelings of those who are weak in front of themselves. "Li Muyang, do you know what you are lying there like? A wounded dog with a sword in his chest -"
"But I can't do that." Li Muyang shook his head gently, and said firmly. "I can admit defeat myself, I can beg for mercy, I can shamelessly, but - he is a proud and self-sufficient guy. In his long river of growth, he never admits or asks for mercy. It never has. I have done such a shameful thing. If I retreat at this time, he must be angry? I can feel his emotions. I know this is not the result he is willing to see."
"I am a small person myself, my body is vulnerable, my fate is swaying. I just want to live well, for myself and for my family to live well-" Li Muyang's eyes bloom in the light, it is a kind It looks like something similar to faith. "But I have to fight for him. Even if I know that I can't beat you, I still have to stand here and really play with you - this dignity, face."
Li Muyang looked at the long sword inserted in his chest and said, "Would you like to some more?"
Chu Yu’s face is gloomy, and such a Li Muyang is what he does not like.
I am clearly a winner, why should I look at his faint and calm appearance?
What is his prestige? He is just a waste of nothing.
"If you can't do it, then pull out the long sword." Li Muyang said with a smile: "I suddenly thought of a trick when I was lying on the ground, I think - I can save it again. Maybe I accidentally flew you?" Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotian.net