This Swordsman is Too Steady

Submerged reef waters, deep in Longtan.

It has a head of more than 60 feet long, and its body is hovering here like a flood beast cast from molten iron.

The whole body of the flood beast is black, and its surface is covered with a layer of shimmering flood scales. The edges of the scales are like the blades of a blade, making people chill.

In addition, there are four huge claws under the belly of the dragon beast, like a magic weapon, shining with cold light, a pair of crystal horns on the top of the head, the huge eyes are slightly closed, as if resting, but Without anger and prestige, suffocating terror spreads.

At this moment, the giant eyes of the Jiao Beast suddenly opened.

Cruelty and coldness lurked in his eyes.

This is the king of the Jiao Clan, who wants to break into the fifth rank and is about to transform the horrible existence of the dragon.

The eyes of the Dragon Demon King stared at the cave entrance.

An old man with a white face and beard stood respectfully.

"Old Jiao, what's the matter?" The Dragon Demon King frowned slightly and his voice was extremely cold.

The old Jiao bowed his head respectfully, holding something in his hands and holding it up high, "King, the monk of the human race brought it...this."

In Elder Jiao's hand, there was a long dark tendon, overflowing with inspiration, and at first glance it was nothing but a thing.

boom!

At the moment when he saw the tendons, the claws of the Dragon Demon King crushed a piece of molten stone on the wall into powder, and said furiously: "This is Yan'er's dragon tendons. What happened to Yan'er?"

Elder Jiao didn’t dare to conceal it. In the future, he will inform the Dragon Demon King as much as possible. “Yesterday, the body of Sea God Sect Han Yuan appeared in our domain inexplicably, and the last batch of Dragon Pool spirit materials sent by Sea God Sect was also taken away. Help the king retrieve this batch of spiritual materials and head to Jiaolong Island alone, and this is what happened afterwards."

"In addition, the person who sent His Royal Highness Longjin still has a word to convey to the king..." The old Jiao looked hesitant.

"What's the point?" The Dragon Demon King gradually calmed down from his anger.

"He said, if the king wants to save His Royal Highness's life, he will go to Jiaolong Island to see it." Old Jiao hesitated: "King, this is obviously a conspiracy of the Human Race monk..."

"Then you want me to ignore Yan'er?" The cold eyes of the Dragon Demon King squinted at Old Jiao.

Old Jiao hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Subordinates dare not!"

"Where is the human monk who sent Yan'er Longjin? You won't let him go, right?"

"Naturally not," Old Jiao quickly responded, "It's just..."

"Just what?"

"The one who sent your Highness Longjin was only a puppet refined by a human craftsman. Although the subordinates detained it, they couldn't interrogate anything from it." Old Jiao explained.

"Okay, okay, it's worthy of someone who dares to do something with Yan'er, but thinks well," the Dragon Demon King smiled without anger, "Since they want to lead me to the island, then I will let them know, I want to see. Look, how big is the appetite of these human races, how can they eat me!"

"Old Jiao!" The Dragon Demon King shouted angrily.

"Subordinates are here."

"Assemble the warlords of the clan and follow me to Jiaolong Island!"

......

"Subordinates take orders." Old Jiao replied.

Although the Dragon Demon King was extremely arrogant about his own strength, he was still cautious and cunning in his bones, and he did not choose to go to Jiaolong Island alone like Jiao Yan.

After all, how many stupid people can become the generation of the Great Demon King?

Not long.

On the bottom of the sea, outside the caverns, huge light waves shed the sea water.

The mighty and mighty Flood Clan gathered, and at the forefront of the flood beast army, there was the mighty and huge Flood Dragon Demon King.

Elder Jiao walked out of the cave and came to the front of the Dragon Demon King, reporting: "Demon King, most of the most powerful members of the clan are already here, totaling 500 warriors."

These five hundred flood beasts are already the strongest combat power that the flood clan can summon.

The voice of the Dragon Demon King rumbling, "It has been more than two hundred years since the last visit to Jiaolong Island. The Human Race seems to have forgotten the power of my Jiao Clan. It seems that I was too kind back then. This time, I will take you. Stepping down on Jiaolong Island will teach the human race a **** lesson."

Moo! Moo! Moo! Moo! Moo!

The flood beasts were full of fighting spirit, and they should shout, their voices joined together, shaking the water beyond the light waves.

"Follow me, pick up my son, and level the human race!"

The Dragon Demon King shouted sharply.

Afterwards, the Dragon Demon King took the lead to break out of the sea, and countless drops of water fell from his powerful and shocking body.

Whoosh whoosh!

Behind the Dragon Demon King was the old Jiao, followed by more than 20 third-Rank Jiao beasts, and finally hundreds of Second-Rank Jiao beasts. The calm of this sea area was immediately broken by the big movement of the Jiao Clan, waves were everywhere, water The fog is filled, and colorful lights can be vaguely seen.

The sight and momentum are extremely spectacular.

......

"Sword Master, after we sent Jiao Yan's dragon tendons, within half an hour, the Dragon Demon King had already set off, and there were five hundred Jiao Beasts with him.

In the Hall of the Sea God Sect, all the high-level monks of the Dragon Slaying Sword were all present, and the atmosphere was very depressed. The Taoist Tongzheng stepped forward to report the latest information to the sword owner.

"Notify Mo Yan so that he is ready to start the action." The sword master looked solemn, "As for our side, everything that should be arranged is also ready. We have done our best. Whether it can be achieved in the end depends on the fate. Up."

"Even if you fail, it is an honor to be able to share this with you and die together in the end!" The eldest brother Lianzhou of Lianyun's Three Great Masters saw that everyone looked so solemn, even mixed with a bit of pessimism. , The first one to stand up, his face is full of determination, "If you steal a life for the sake of surviving, how is it different from death to be a running dog of the Jiao Clan?"

"Big brother is right," Liancheng and Lianjun said, "I would like to share this with you!"

"Well said, isn't it a fate of a bird? The Jiao clan destroys our sect, kills our relatives, and poisons our human race. If I don't avenge my revenge, I won't be able to get out of this knot in this life, so I can talk about cultivation!"

"Yes, a bad life, one hundred and eighty years later...

Just another hero! "

"..."

The Dragon Sword Monk, who had a bit of panic and worry in his heart, was so excited by Lian Yun Sanjie, and the crowd suddenly became excited~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the haze swept away, and they all shouted.

Seeing everyone with such high spirits, the sword owner also felt a rush of pride in his chest, "Okay, then take Jiao Yan, and we will set off immediately!"

......

Woodcarving shop.

Lu Qingshan returned here again after a day.

Lu Qingshan couldn't help but laugh when he saw the situation in the woodcarving shop.

A strange-looking girl in the woodcarving shop, holding a woodcarving in her hand, looked extremely obsessed, wandering around the world, wondering what she was thinking.

"What are you doing?"

The Tibetan Xiaojian, who was obsessed with wood carving, did not notice Lu Qingshan's arrival at first. Hearing the familiar voice, he suddenly turned his head and saw Lu Qingshan standing at the door, squinting at himself with a smile.

The little girl suddenly showed joy, put down the wooden sculpture in her hand, and was about to speak, but it seemed that she had suddenly thought of something. Qiongbi moved slightly and said with a stern face: "Secret, I can't tell you!"

One yard goes to one yard. Although Zang Xiaojian understands that Lu Qingshan's parting ways with him yesterday is reasonable, this does not hinder the little anger in her heart.

Lu Qingshan shrugged and walked into the woodcarving shop.

Looking around in the woodcarving shop, he found that Xue Zhuyong was lying on a wicker chair, smelling of wine, his hands dropped very casually, his right hand was still holding a hip flask, his eyes were slightly closed, and he whispered slightly. As if he hadn't woken up yet, I didn't know if he was unaware of Lu Qingshan's arrival or was too lazy to bother about it.

Sanchifeng is still hanging on the wall in the same stately place as yesterday.

Lu Qingshan and Tibetan Xiaojian, who were originally here for Sanchifeng, were so tacitly ignorant of Sanchifeng this time, instead focusing on the wooden sculptures displayed in the woodcarving shop.