Volume 4: Blue Dragon Changes the World Chapter 161: The End of the Heroes, the Bloody Path
The knife was too sudden.
It was precisely at that time that Li Muchan was fully focused on defending against the enemies.
There were still many dangers and no time to take care of other things.
The knife stabbed directly at the vital point, which was cruel and vicious.
The one who made the move was, of course, the person behind him, the woman he was protecting.
It can only be this person.
Pharmacist Li.
Pharmacist Li stabbed him in the back with a knife. The knife was glowing with an eerie blue color, which made people shudder.
The Four Evils of the Tang Clan and Yang Wuji seemed to have expected this. Some of them looked on with a smile , some watched coldly, and some seemed to be sighing silently.
Li Muchan's expression did not change much. He just frowned and stared. His pale face turned even paler and the blood at the corners of his mouth became thicker.
"ah!"
He let out a long breath, and it seemed as if he had lost all his strength. A faint white mist mixed with the smell of blood flowed out from between his lips and teeth.
This breath also took away the vitality in his eyes.
The dagger retreated, revealing a bloody hole from the back to the chest.
Pharmacist Li tilted his head slightly, blinked his eyes, and showed a charming and cunning smile, with a few drops of blood splashed on his jade-white cheeks.
Li Muchan didn't go crazy, nor did he yell or scream, and he didn't even feel any pain. He just frowned and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is this your choice?"
Pharmacist Li said "hmm" softly, and her laughter was like a silver bell: "I don't want to stand behind you all the time. Besides, I am not only the master of the thirty-six caves, I am also Gongzi Yu's junior sister. I just did what I should do."
Li Muchan groaned.
He seemed to realize it belatedly and finally began to feel pain.
There were tears in Pharmacist Li's eyes, and it was unclear whether it was out of heartache or pity.
"Hahaha, what a heroic hero, with peerless martial arts skills, but in the end he was defeated by a woman, just like Bai Tianyu back then, a complete idiot."
The fat man sneered, with both cruelty and satisfaction in his eyes.
The bloody hole on Li Muchan's chest was bleeding clearly and shockingly.
What a cruel blow.
Pharmacist Li succeeded in striking the target with his knife, then he pulled away immediately and retreated quickly.
Everyone looked at this doomed hero, as if waiting for the end of his life.
But no one dared to attack forcefully.
The closer a person is to death, the more dangerous he is. What's more, he is an unparalleled strong man like Li Muchan. I am afraid that his counterattack before death will be a shocking blow that will move gods and ghosts.
Moreover, if it were someone else, this knife piercing through the heart would have killed him on the spot. However, Li Muchan was still able to speak and stand, unmoved. How amazing!
Of course Li Muchan would not just wait to die. He shook his clothes and rolled up his sleeves, and a surging wind swept in all directions. In the rising dust, there were flashes of swords, shadows of swords, and palm power everywhere. The frenzied attack was so frightening that everyone changed color and dodged repeatedly. Who dared to confront him?
But these people were also in ecstasy, just like a person's last moments of life before death. The more Li Muchan was like this, the more it showed that he was at the end of his rope and was about to die.
Suddenly, a shadow rushed out from the dust, trailing a trail of blood, and rushed towards the distance.
"Chase!"
The expressions of the group of people changed drastically, and they followed closely.
We must not let Li Muchan escape.
They have all shown up and revealed their identities. If they fail to kill him, and he escapes with a breath left, they will have to be on guard all the time and have sleepless nights.
They were not the only ones who came to kill them.
Many members of the "Green Dragon Society" have gathered in the mountains and fields in all directions without anyone noticing, and they are led by twelve leaders.
Compared to the several dragon heads, these altar masters are actually hiding deeper. Some are hidden in various sects, and some are hidden in various forces. They will not move easily, and their purpose of existence is only one, which is to perform the "Blue Dragon Change the World".
Some people lie dormant their entire lives, just like the first opponent Li Muchan met back then, the old beggar. He was such a person, lurking in the Demon Cult, but unwilling to endure the fate of being a pawn, and finally defected to the Money Gang and died in that dilapidated temple.
Among these people, there are many big names who are famous in a certain area, some ruthless characters who play an important role in various forces, and there is no shortage of small characters in the market. It is a mixed bag, covering all walks of life, black and white, good and evil, and even people in the temple and government.
After many years of dormancy, these originally unknown people have different experiences and identities.
And underneath these layers of disguise, they are all waiting for the "Qinglong to change the world" and live their lives again.
The 365 altar masters are all extraordinary, each of them possesses unique skills and is good at lying dormant and keeping a low profile. As time goes by, most of them have quietly become as powerful as Miao Tianwang.
This is the true foundation of the Qinglong Society, and also the basis for Gongzi Yu to sit firmly on the position of "Grand Dragon Leader".
The twelve sect masters, plus more than twenty members of the "Qinglong Society", all came to kill Li Muchan.
Never let it escape.
Gongzi Yu made up his mind to kill Li Muchan.
Because only when Li Muchan died, he would feel at ease and act without any worries to carry out the "Qinglong Changing the World" move.
This is respect for an opponent, and also fear of Li Muchan.
Li Muchan's face was very pale and his eyes were gloomy. He raised his arms to the sky like a flying bird.
Suddenly, several members of the Qinglong Society flew out from the woods, holding a large net in their hands, blocking his retreat.
The twelve altar masters also attacked together. These people were all hiding their heads and showing their tails. They wore masks and held strange weapons in their hands. It was difficult to judge the opponent's background and origin. It seemed that they must have been sharpening their weapons in secret, hoping to make a big splash.
Several people behind him also hurriedly chased after him. Seeing this, they were shocked at first, but then they were overjoyed: "Li Muchan, your death is coming."
Seeing these twelve altar masters, Li Muchan’s face turned even paler, his chest kept heaving, and with every breath, blood seemed to emanate from his wounds, mixed with heart-wrenching pain.
But his eyes were still cold, still arrogant, and there was a kind of misery of being forced into a desperate situation, as well as a sinister and ferocious look that made one's scalp tingle.
The war has begun.
He clasped his two swords together to form a sword, and held the sword in one hand while pushing out with the other.
The blood on the palm of his hand was wrapped by the powerful palm force, and instantly turned into an incomparable domineering palm force, like a rolling blood mist, sweeping out like a hurricane.
The men who were setting up the net had their bones and tendons broken and died on the spot.
But after a moment's delay, the pursuing troops arrived and the ambush troops also arrived.
More than twenty masters in the martial arts world have now launched a series of quick attacks.
Li Muchan was attacked from both sides, and his lone sword rang out. The sword body shook, and suddenly a sharp sword shadow rolled towards everyone. While they were parrying and blocking, someone fell to the ground holding his throat.
There were also several more bloodstains on his body, all heading towards the wound on his chest, which was unavoidable.
An unimaginable bloody battle broke out.
A group of people moved quickly, one after another, coming and going, moving and taking turns, hitting with hidden weapons, slashing with blades, and using fists and poisons, not giving Li Muchan a chance to breathe.
The figures chasing each other under the moonlight was like a pack of wolves devouring a tiger, extremely brutal and cruel.
Even so, Li Muchan fought and marched, and fought bloody battles for several miles, killing enemies one after another with his sword and palm.
Soon, two of the four evil men of the Tang Clan fell, five of the twelve leaders of the Qinglong Society died, Yang Wuji fell to the ground seriously injured, and the rest of the Qinglong Society disciples were all dead.
Roaring, howling, screaming, laughing crazily, all these sounds were particularly clear amid the flashing of swords and shadows.
Where the fighting took place, the green mountains were stained with blood.
Suddenly, a strange fragrance came in the wind. Li Muchan, who was originally extremely evil, suddenly became like a drunk. His body swayed, he staggered, and blood flowed from his mouth and eyes.
Poison.
The Goddess of Bliss laughed continuously. She followed behind everyone and never attacked directly. It was not until she saw that Li Muchan was almost exhausted that she seized the opportunity and succeeded with one move.
Li Muchan staggered back with his sword in hand. Unknowingly, he had found himself a dead end. Behind him was a steep cliff, the depth of which was unknown .
The night wind is cold and the moon is high in the sky.
When he retreated, it was as if he was standing in the moon.
Opposite him, a group of people were vomiting blood, some were injured, and their eyes were filled with fear, lingering fear, and even stronger murderous intent.
The Goddess of Bliss walked out gracefully, twisting her slender waist, and walked towards Li Muchan like the wind.
Li Muchan's eyes turned red, blood was oozing from his eyes, he was coughing up blood, and every part of his body was bleeding.
Tragic.
But suddenly, just as Pharmacist Li approached, a fire suddenly bloomed in Li Muchan's eyes, which made everyone terrified, gasp, and fly back.
The smile on Pharmacist Li's face suddenly froze, because a big hand suddenly grabbed her neck.
A scorching breath hit him in the face. Looking at Li Muchan's face so close to him and facing those shining eyes, Pharmacist Li struggled a little, his eyes shook, then he smiled and closed his eyes as if he was ready to be killed.
Li Muchan had a blank expression on his face, but his breath trembled, and his clenched right hand loosened a little.
At this moment, a figure suddenly approached from the side of Pharmacist Li. His steps seemed slow, but he was already close. He stretched out his hand, grasped the knife, and it was the knife in Pharmacist Li's hand that he stabbed into Li Muchan's chest again.
This time, the stab was in the left chest.
The eyelids of the remaining many experts were twitching as they realized that there was such a terrifying master among the twelve forum masters.
This man was tall and slender, with a calm demeanor in his every move, and his eyes beneath the mask were bright and sparkling.
"Junior sister, are you in love with him? I allow you to collect his remains. With the strength he has shown, he deserves such treatment and is completely worthy of you."
A gentle voice sounded from under the mask, and the identity of the person was revealed.
It was none other than the leader of the Qinglong Society, Gongzi Yu.
Since you are determined to kill someone, of course the only way to feel completely at ease is to do it yourself and watch the other person fall down with your own eyes.
Under the distracted gaze of the Goddess of Bliss, Li Muchan's standing body finally fell down, falling towards the thousand-foot cliff and the bottomless abyss behind him.
Gongzi Yu also let out a long sigh. As long as Li Muchan was not dead, he felt like there was something stuck in his throat and a thorn in his back. He couldn't feel relieved unless he got it out.
Especially when we know that this person has made great progress in martial arts and has mastered supernatural powers, we cannot let him live.
Now that this man is dead, the people of the Tianxia Alliance will certainly have nothing to hold on to, and whether they are loyal or not, they will all be used by him.
This person must die.
He looked up at the moon and let out a long roar, finally letting out all his feelings.
Once this powerful enemy is eliminated, only Shangguan Xiaoxian's "Money Gang" will remain.
But what he saw now seemed to be more than just the entire Jianghu...
"Let's go back, this world is still waiting for us!"
Merry Christmas, my dears!!!
