Chapter 484: A Bolt From The Clear Sky! (1/2)

Li Muyang had killed his Red-eyed ghost baby, so he wanted to kill him.

If Li Muyang had not killed his Red-eyed ghost baby, then would he want to kill him?

He definitely wanted to kill him.

In other words, whether he killed his Red-eyed ghost baby or not, he was going to kill him anyway——why did he say that then?

“I'm so stupid.” Monk Wushua slapped his forehead, mouth widening in a grin.

“——”

Li Muyang felt very sad to see this.

A fool like him could cultivate and make such achievements on the martial arts road——Li Muyang could tell that this guy was at least at the higher stages of the Free clouds realm.

He also did not know whether he had shown all his strength or had been holding back all this time, if not then he most likely would be close to the Withering Glory realm or even reached the Withering Glory realm.

Cultivation was simple and mysterious, requiring both hard work and luck.

Some people were unable to enter through the martial arts door their entire life, while some were born with divine power and could emit a dazzling brilliance with little work.

In the great Sui period, Li Yuanba was someone famous for his superb physical strength, able to fight an ox with one hand and tear a tiger with two. He had triumphed in every battle with brute strength alone, and had defeated many heroic warriors back then.

Monk Wuhua was a bit like Li Yuanba. Of course, he heard that Li Yuanba was handsome and elegant, admired by tens of thousands of women, while Monk Wuhua was just an 'ugly and disgusting version'.

Monk Wuhua had simply stretched his hand out when the giant axe, which had been smashed into a deep pit on the ground, returned to his hand.

“Grandpa is going to chop you up.”

As he roared, his body rapidly sped towards Li Muyang from above.

Brandis.h.i.+ng his bronze axe that was flas.h.i.+ng red flames, there was faintly the roar of tiger, aiming at the head of Li Muyang.

Roaring sky axe!

The roar of the tiger resounded through the heavens, slaughtering all living creatures.

Li Muyang did not expect Monk Wuhua to be in possession of a remarkable weapon listed in the 'Treasure and weapon scroll'.

Li Muyang swiftly drew back, watching the Roaring sky axe 'slam' into the position where he had just stood.

Kacha——

A tremendous gulf was formed in the ground.

As the powerful qi of the giant axe spread, the gulf continued to extend in all directions.

The ice and snow melted and rocks were swirling in the air.

On the ground, there were fire centipedes scurrying around, digging holes.

The attack had failed.

Monk Wuhua raised the axe into the air again, launching a strike in the direction of where Li Muyang was escaping——

Rumble——

In the sky, there was a rainbow-like red flame.

Li Muyang fled again, and Monk Wuhua struck again.

'The Art of Traveling through Clouds and Summoning Rain' was displayed to the fullest extent. He moved like drifting clouds without leave the slightest trace.

In the sky, there was only one illusory figure.

Monk Wuhan launched one axe after another, chasing after Li Muyang without stopping.

Li Muyang clearly sensed that Monk Wuhan's pace was inferior to his, and was now slowing down.

Li Muyang also could clearly tell that the power of the axe was growing weaker, and sometimes it was even an aimless move.

Monk Wuhua was not stupid.

Or, not as stupid as Li Muyang had thought.

However, there will always be a time when human strength is exhausted.

Li Muyang, who had fused with the Tear of the Dragon King, possessed the recovery ability of the dragon, yet was still exhausted after the battle against Mu Dingyi.

Let alone Monk Wuhua, who simply did not seem to understand the laws of utilizing strength——

When Monk Wuhua brought his axe down again, Li Muyang knew that it was time for him to fight back.

Li Muyang roared, charging over to where Monk Wuhua was in the high sky.

He was speeding straight towards Monk Wuhua, as if to use his physical body to smash his enormous body.

“Came just at the right time.” Monk Wuhua laughed. “Eat another axe of Grandpa.” “

Monk Wuhua once again brought the huge axe up.

Boom——

Li Muyang also waved his fist in the same way.

“Go die.” Monk Wuhua swung his axe down.

The air was burning with the scorching qi, producing crackling explosive noises in the s.p.a.ce.

When the giant axe fell, it was as though a bronze mirror had shattered to fragment. There was an irregular sense of structure in the s.p.a.ce, and there were countless mirrors reflecting Li Muyang.

Cha——

Li Muyang's body was severed in half.

No, severed into countless halves.

Because the countless Li Muyang in the mirrors had turned into countless Li Muyang divided into two halves.

“Dead?” Monk Wuhua burst into loud laughter.

Suddenly, his body tensed up, as if he had encountered the sudden attack of a tiger.

He sharply spun around, pupils widening.

Li Muyang did not die.

Li Muyang had reappeared behind him.

“Go die.” Li Muyang drew his mouth back into a sneer.

Then, Li Muyang aimed at punch at Monk Wuhua's head.