Volume 4: Azure Dragon Changes the World Chapter 205: No Way Out, Death Is Imminent
In a small space, murderous intent suddenly arose.
The man surnamed Zhu's expression changed slightly. He stretched out his body and spread out his robe, covering Li Muchan and the other man's heads.
But as soon as he made a move, the cloth was torn into pieces, and the crisscrossing sword lights rose and fell suddenly, approaching directly.
The man surnamed Zhu chuckled, but a cold light flashed in his eyes. He shook his right hand, and a five-foot-long black streak of light spitted out from his sleeve. The sword light flickered, as if a spirit snake was biting out quickly.
It is fast and fierce, and it arrives first after starting later.
This turned out to be a strange weapon. Not only was it long, but it was also a soft sword, thinner than the green willow. The hilt was only a finger wide, and he held it in his hand like picking a flower. It was almost as long as a stick.
But his smile froze again, and he saw Li Muchan covered in blood, with a ferocious look on his face. Not only did he not dodge, but he stood up to meet the sword with his chest, fighting with his life at risk.
The brutal and evil aura hit him in the face, and even an old veteran like Zhu couldn't help but lose his mind.
After all, people are afraid of death. The more power and status one has, the more likely they are to fear death. Conversely, those who have nothing are often the most careless about their lives. Li Muchan, who controls half of the martial arts world and has all the means, is so careless about his own life. This is something he did not expect.
"You want to die? I'll grant your wish."
But a cruel look immediately appeared in his eyes, and his sword pierced straight into Li Muchan's chest.
Li Muchan's brows were knitted in pain, and the Tear-Marked Sword in his hand even slipped out of his hand. However, he did not say a word, but still flew forward, stretched out his arms, and grabbed the opponent's shoulders with a hug.
The man surnamed Zhu sneered at the sight, thinking that the man in front of him was risking his life to create an opportunity for Shangguan Xiaoxian. He immediately exerted force with his right hand, and the long sword in his hand flew out of his hand, pierced through Li Muchan's chest, and fell not far away.
As soon as his hands were freed, the man surnamed Zhu curled his five fingers inward, grinned fiercely, and tried to grab Li Muchan's wrist with his grappling skills.
As long as he gets this person, the "Formless Divine Art" will naturally be in his pocket, as well as Shangguan Xiaoxian's Great Compassion Sutra, all of which will belong to him, including the "First Finger of the Universe".
"Boy, you are too young, I will..."
But suddenly he looked like he had seen a ghost, his eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
Just as the man surnamed Zhu and Li Muchan were attacking each other with their hands, a piece of green sword suddenly pierced his chest.
He looked at Li Muchan in disbelief, and also at the person behind Li Muchan.
Shangguan Xiaoxian.
The woman was leaning against Li Muchan's back, holding a sword in her hand, the Tear-Mark Sword.
This sword not only pierced his chest, but also penetrated Li Muchan's body, piercing both of them.
So cruel.
Both of them are incredibly cruel.
"Um...you...you guys..."
The man's face was filled with pain, his facial features almost squeezed together. He guessed that Li Muchan was creating an opportunity for Shangguan Xiaoxian, but he never dreamed that it would be such an unpredictable sword. Yet, the two of them could still laugh, even if it was a hideous grin, an evil grin, a grin that was creepy.
The man surnamed Zhu was shocked and angry. After just one sword strike, he seemed to have lost all his energy and strength.
Shangguan Xiaoxian succeeded in striking the target with his sword, then immediately drew his sword and retreated, collapsing and sitting to the side.
Li Muchan, however, struggled hard and did not fall. He steadied his feet, gritted his teeth, and mustered up his remaining strength. With a single push, his palms landed heavily on the chest of the opponent in front of him.
"Wow!"
The man surnamed Zhu flew out with his arms and legs swinging, like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the wall and falling, vomiting blood.
After the palm strike, Li Muchan's straight back finally bent down, as if he had exhausted his last bit of strength. He sat down on the ground with cold sweat on his temples.
Both he and Shangguan Xiaoxian were injured, having just been through a fierce battle. Only a quick victory would give them a chance of survival. Furthermore, this person's identity was unknown. If he was in cahoots with Bai Yujing, neither a prolonged battle nor giving up would be the best option. The only option was to kill him with a single, swift blow.
Fortunately, Shangguan Xiaoxian did not disappoint anyone, and Li Muchan did not disappoint Shangguan Xiaoxian either. The two had almost the same ideas, the same choices, and they had an incredible tacit understanding.
The man surnamed Zhu sat against the wall, his eyes red as he stared at Li Muchan and Shangguan Xiaoxian. The shock and anger in his eyes had long since disappeared, replaced by unwillingness and fear of death.
He was very unwilling to accept this. Both of them were already extremely weak and at the end of their strength, but he would be the one to lose.
Then, the man surnamed Zhu uttered a shrill curse at Li Muchan and Shangguan Xiaoxian, hysterically and crazily, "You two lunatics, damn lunatics... cough cough..."
He must be a madman. If he is not a madman, how could he come up with such a trick?
After all, these two, one from the south and one from the north, looked down upon the world and the martial arts world with disdain, and should be sworn enemies. Yet Li Muchan actually allowed Shangguan Xiaoxian to stab him in the back. While tacit understanding is important, even more important is trust, and an extraordinary trust.
"Ahem...don't be too complacent..." He turned his gaze with difficulty, looking in the direction of the collapse. Water was already seeping in, and he immediately said with a broken and hateful laugh, "If I die, you...don't even think about getting out alive. Today, I'm single-handedly taking two masters, the 'World Alliance Leader' and the 'Golden Money Gang Leader', with me to be buried with me. This death is worth it."
After he finished speaking, the man died on the spot, with his eyes open.
Li Muchan didn't say anything. He just tilted his head back, closed his eyes, let out a long breath, and a groan came from his throat.
It was a groan of pain, his breath moving the wound, the pain made his muscles tremble, his breathing trembled, and his shoulders shook uncontrollably.
He took another long breath, greedily and eagerly swallowing the little air left in this small space. As his chest and abdomen swelled and his breath moved, the bleeding from the shocking sword wounds slowly stopped.
But it still hurts.
Every breath I inhaled and exhaled felt like being stabbed by a sword, causing excruciating pain.
But more and more water is seeping in.
Li Muchan glanced around and found that all the exits were almost completely blocked. There was no way to survive. There was no hope of survival and there was no way to turn the situation around.
Li Muchan didn't want to move anymore, and was even more unable to move.
When facing death, he was surprisingly calm and sat quietly with his eyes closed.
In the past, Li Muchan might have yelled and collapsed in fear, but now looking back on the way he came, life and death can no longer make him change color or be moved. All he can do is let out a sigh that no one can hear.
"It's too late. I can't get out."
But at this moment, Shangguan Xiaoxian suddenly said: "She once mentioned you."
she?
who?
"Lin Xian'er?" Li Muchan said softly.
Shangguan Xiaoxian's tone was also calm: "She said that if I don't want to go with the Flying Swordsman, I can come to you."
Li Muchan didn't open his eyes, but just asked casually: "Looking for me?"
Shangguan Xiaoxian continued, "She said you're a kind person, just like the flying swordsman back then. You can be trusted and trusted, but your martial arts skills are a bit low."
Li Muchan fell silent, and a face covered with makeup but still unable to hide its old age and ugly appearance vaguely emerged in his mind.
He has always had a good memory, for example, he could recall the man's harsh and sarcastic words, his hot temper, and his tendency to curry favor with the powerful and take advantage of others.
Even though there are too many people like this in those brothels and theaters, he can still remember this one person.
"I buried her in the Hundred Flowers Forest." Shangguan Xiaoxian said again.
Li Muchan nodded, "That's good."
Shangguan Xiaoxian also took a deep breath, then whispered again, "I failed to protect her."
Li Muchan fell silent again.
When a person is about to die, he or she may feel relieved or liberated, or he or she may repent for the past and look back on what he or she has done in life.
Although Shangguan Xiaoxian's tone was calm, Li Muchan could still hear a great sadness in it, so sad that it seemed as if her heart was broken.
Li Muchan sighed softly. He seemed to be able to hear the sound of people crying behind him.
More and more water seeped in and began to sweep across the remaining halls and pavilions. The water level rose very quickly, and almost instantly washed away the bloodstains on the ground.
Li Muchan opened his eyes and stood up again.
Looking back, Shangguan Xiaoxian was standing alone in the corner, pressing the wound on her body with her right hand, her thin and slender shoulders hunched, and her face looked pale and a little scary.
She could still smile, a charming, pale, fragile smile, but the only thing in her eyes that remained was stubbornness. The bloodstains against her snowy skin, in the gradually fading firelight, looked like a blazing flower blooming in the darkness.
"well!"
Shangguan Xiaoxian looked at Li Muchan and sighed softly, not knowing whether she was sighing for herself or for someone else.
She was lost in thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled gently and said, "Do you think that when those who come after us talk about the past, will our names be mentioned?"
Li Muchan pondered and said, "I think so."
More and more water seeped in, and the flow became stronger and stronger. The water level soon reached their waists and was still rising.
Shangguan Xiaoxian took one last look at Li Muchan, then slowly closed her eyes, as if she had accepted her fate and was waiting for the end of her life.
In this life, she has loved, hated, cried, and laughed. Although not everything has been as she wished, she has been to this world...
That's all.
That's all.
The water rose to the shoulders, then to the neck, and finally to the head.
All the sounds disappeared instantly.
Li Muchan floated up with the waves. Although he was not afraid of death, he still wanted to take a breath.
Looking back at Shangguan Xiaoxian, he moved without hesitation, and with his body as light as paper, he swam to the other person's side like a fish and pulled him from the bottom of the water to the surface.
Shangguan Xiaoxian took a few breaths and held Li Muchan's hand tightly, as if it were a life-saving straw. She seemed to have been waiting for this moment.
It would be so sad if you were alone until you died.
But it was only a brief respite, and soon the entire hall was flooded.
Li Muchan stopped struggling. With death approaching, he began to panic. After all, waiting to die is not a pleasant feeling.
As time passed, as if sensing something, Li Muchan hugged Shangguan Xiaoxian into his arms and gently pressed her trembling body.
That’s all.
He sighed inwardly and closed his eyes again.
