This Swordsman is Too Steady

Seeing this scene, the sword owner couldn't help but was in a trance. The next moment his face was full of despair, he suddenly changed into a surprise that was hard to conceal.

The meticulously prepared forced teleportation circle did not play its imaginary role in the end

But it turns out that it was just the last resort to prepare a dead horse to be a living horse doctor. Could it be so effective? !

How can this make the sword master not overjoyed.

"If you miss again this time, you won't find such a good opportunity again," the sword master said to Xue Zhuyong: "Xue Daoyou, you must seize this fighter opportunity!"

The Dragon Demon King's body is like electricity, turning into an afterimage, and in a flash, it has flashed to the edge of Lingyuan.

He flicked his sturdy dragon's tail first, and swept it over the Taoist Tongzheng who was too late to dodge, and very simply shattered the Taoist Tongzheng's body protection aura and defensive magic weapons, and blasted it out without knowing his life or death.

Then the Dragon Demon King stretched out his sharp claws, and the claw blade instantly inserted into the gaps in the scales of Jiao Yan's body, holding Jiao Yan firmly.

Suck~

Even if he has not yet fully entered the range of Lingyuan, the Dragon Demon King still feels the inexplicable attraction coming from Lingyuan.

Don't stay here for long!

The Dragon Demon King clutched Jiao Yan tightly and immediately prepared to stay away from Lingyuan.

"Since I'm here, still want to go?" With the sword master's roar, the sword master is full of strong blood and energy.

He was burning the power of his own essence and blood, in exchange for a short-term powerful explosive force at the cost of damaging his own foundation.

At the same time, a mysterious power of heaven and earth rose, covering the sword master and the moon sword.

This is the artistic conception mastered by the sword master.

It was like a round of **** moon rising, and like a rushing thunder, the sword owner merged with the moon knife in his hand, and the human knife was unified, and the speed was amazing, and it slashed towards the Dragon Demon King.

The sword master's artistic conception is only a weak level, far inferior to Xue Zhuyong, but at this moment, the power of boiling blood and blood and the meaning of indomitableness are also shocking.

Followed by a group of ghostly fire.

It was a three-foot front controlled by Xue Zhuyong.

On the body of the Sanchifeng sword, there are endless red flames rising and falling, and Xue Zhuyong's power of artistic conception is blessed.

Facing the offensive from the sword master and Xue Zhuyong.

The Dragon Demon King, his four sharpest claws were holding his only bloodline at this time, unable to escape.

And the Jiao Lin he was proud of was also due to the resistance to the force of the forced teleportation array, so that most of it fell off, and his physical defenses dropped sharply.

The wound on Jiao's body caused by the penetration of the sword qi through the sky was also affecting the operation of his spiritual power.

It seems that the situation is very bad.

But when he chose to save Jiao Yan, he had already expected such a situation.

As the king of the Jiao Clan, he is not so easily defeated.

The eyes of the Dragon Demon King were full of arrogance, and he roared in the void.

Clang clang clang!

The continuous sound of golden jade sounded.

Less than half of the scales left on his body, accompanied by the clanging sound, all fell off in that instant.

The shed water scales gathered in front of his body and quickly assembled into a huge black, shining giant water scale shield with many mysterious golden runes engraved on the shield.

boom!

The **** full moon transformed by the sword master collided with the Dragon Demon King's flood scale shield.

The aftermath of horror was produced in the collision and spread in all directions.

Rao was Lu Qingshan, who was a certain distance away from Lingyuan. At this time, he felt the shallow thrust from the fluctuations.

It is not difficult to imagine how great the shock force that the Dragon Demon King and the Sword Master will receive at the center of the fluctuation.

The scene of the full moon dissipated, revealing the figure in it, and the sword owner flew backwards uncontrollably under the force of the aftermath like a blood flame.

The injury worsened again, and the pale-faced Sword Master, after flying out, condensed his gaze on the San Chi Feng Xue Zhuyong rushed to.

After his strongest blow broke out, the Dragon Demon King used the Dragon Scale Shield to block most of the attacks.

And the aftermath generated, although the figure of the Dragon Demon King was pushed a few feet into the Lingyuan, but with the power of the body of the Dragon Demon King, the attraction generated by this distance from the Lingyuan was not enough. To make him unable to resist.

Whether or not the Dragon Demon King can be beaten into Lingyuan and let him go unrecovered depends on Xue Zhuyong's move.

Wow!

The red flames were surging, covering the surface of Sanchifeng's sword, causing Sanchifeng to transform from a dark sword into a red glow.

The three-foot front trembles constantly, sonorous and ear-splitting, and it blasts directly on the scale shield that has been produced by a few spider veins.

With a roar, the world was turned upside down, like the earth collapsed and the mountains destroyed.

At this moment, the golden light emitted by the mysterious rune on the scale shield and the red fire light of San Chi Feng's radiance crossed each other, and the spiritual light was vertical and horizontal.

Bo!

The golden runes on the scaled shield exploded, but the red flame above the three-footed blade was also shattered, dissipating in the void, without any strength.

Through the dazzling light, Xue Zhuyong's divine consciousness observed that the figure of the Dragon Demon King had retreated by as much as ten feet again following his blow.

Its huge Jiao body stands tall in the sky above Lingyuan.

An irresistible suction came from Lingyuan, trying to swallow the Dragon Demon King.

The Dragon Demon King had lost the dragon body covered by the scales, and countless blood beads could hardly resist this suction force. They escaped from the flesh and blood of the Dragon Demon King, constantly oozing out and dripping down, and then disappeared.

The Dragon Demon King Jiao glanced at it, and saw a faint piece of darkness beneath it, like a black hole that swallowed everything, without seeing its bottom, let alone where it led to.

Moo!

The Dragon Demon King roared, his body twitched violently, and he stood in a stalemate in mid-air for a while, and then began to buck the trend and leave Lingyuan.

Although the power of Lingyuan at this time was close to the limit of the Dragon Demon King's endurance, it still did not exceed that limit.

With his own powerful power, the Dragon Demon King can still struggle to get rid of the attraction from Lingyuan.

This is also the reason why the Dragon Demon King resolutely chose to take the risk to save Jiao Yan.

The reason why he made this irrational decision was not only because of his father-son relationship with Jiao Yan, but also a very important reason, which was the great confidence given to him by his incomparable strength. .

"Failed!" Seeing this situation, Xue Zhuyong's expression was gloomy.

The knife owner was already seriously injured at this time, and his successor was weak.

He still had more energy, but when he attacked the Dragon Demon King again, the Dragon Demon King had long been far away from Lingyuan.

"How could Master Mo be there?!" The Tibetan Xiaojian, who was also watching the battle here, suddenly exclaimed.

Lu Qingshan's eyes narrowed while standing beside the Tibetan Xiaojian.

Mo Yan, who was still with them, didn't know when he disappeared, but at this time, he appeared on the edge of Lingyuan extremely strangely.

Based on the time it takes for them to reach Lingyuan at this time, it seems that the moment the Taoist Tongzheng appeared, Mo Yan began to act.

"What does he want to do?" Lu Qingshan muttered.

Xue Zhuyong's eyes widened, and his face showed panic.

The red and blue flames covered Mo Yan's body.

Those were two kinds of different fires that Mo Yan refined.

A terrifying aura that seemed to melt everything into dust suddenly emerged from Mo Yan.

Although Mo Yan had extraordinary combat power, he was only a foundation-building cultivator after all. If he wanted to pose a threat to the Dragon Demon King at the pinnacle of the Fourth Stage, even if the Flood Dragon Demon King was in a downturn at the moment, it was definitely a fantasy.

He also understands this truth.

So what Mo Yan used was not his own power, but the power of different fire.

The power of different fire is extremely tyrannical, and it is difficult to coexist with any power. Once it collides, it will explode violently.

This is also the reason why it is so difficult to refine the different fires.

One kind of different fire power is so terrifying, then if two different fires are combined, how terrifying the power that erupts between each other?

Mo Yan didn't know.

But he understood that this was the most powerful move he could make based on theory.

Therefore, he used his body as a container to fuse cold spirit and red lotus flames on his own body, like a human bomb, and blasted towards the Dragon Demon King.

Even if he has a burning body, the method of fusion of different fires is definitely not a taboo area that the little foundation-building cultivator can touch.

Before touching the Dragon Demon King, Mo Yan was already covered in flesh and blood, but the blood that flowed out was instantly burned into nothingness by the flames lingering on the surface of his body.

Looking at this posture, if it were not for the blessing of incineration, Mo Yan would have to be burned to ashes on the spot.

Mo Yan's face kept twitching, enduring the severe pain from his body, his dark eyes were full of decisiveness and killing intent.

Finally, the two different fires blended together, and the red and blue colors flowed into each other. There is me in you and you in me.

At the moment when the different fires merged, Mo Yan trembled and let out a muffled snort.

He turned out to have begun to emit white smoke.

"Let's die together!" Mo Yan shouted frantically in his heart.

He also knew that his actions were undoubtedly incomprehensible to others, and even seemed a little stupid, but when he made this decision, he did not hesitate at all.

Everyone has their own persistence and belief in their hearts.

This is his belief in Mo Yan!

Heaven and earth seemed to be quiet at this moment. Behind Mo Yan was a long tail flame. His whole body was like a meteor, finally crashing on the huge body of the Dragon Demon King.

The red and blue fire that merged all over his body began to shrink violently, and then burst open.

The Dragon Demon King only felt an unbearable scorching heat and an irresistible impact, mixed with Lingyuan's attraction, he was no longer able to struggle, and fell into the Lingyuan at an extremely fast speed.

Of course, Mo Yan is the same.

He slammed into the Flood Dragon Demon King in a desperate manner, how could he still be able to hold his body?

Under the force of inertia, Mo Yan and the Dragon Demon King fell towards Lingyuan together.

Mo Yan's face was pale, his eyes looked at Lu Qingshan not far away, his breath was so weak that he was even more silent, and he could only lip shape Lu Qingshan.

"My mother, please..."

But in the stunned eyes of everyone, another figure rushed towards Lingyuan with a decisive aura.

It's Xue Zhuyong!

At the moment when he discovered Mo Yan's movements, Xue Zhuyong subconsciously turned into a escape light and flew past without any thought.

He wants to save his child!

Xue Zhuyong didn't hesitate to let him catch up.

In the midair, Xue Zhuyong grabbed Mo Yan's hand.

The next moment, Xue Zhuyong's whole body rises extremely powerful spiritual power fluctuations.

He is like the master of the sword, burning his own essence and blood without reservation, regardless of the irreparable damage that this behavior will cause to his own Daoji, grabbing Mo Yan's hand, bursting out with full force, and flying upwards, wanting to break free from Lingyuan Appeal.

Stopped.

Under Xue Zhuyong's eruption, Mo Yan's falling body stalemate in the air, and began to climb up with difficulty.

"Come on!" Looking at the hidden sword that happened in this scene, a heart was raised to his throat, and he clenched his fists to cheer for Xue Zhuyong.

Huhuhu!

A violent wind came.

At this moment, the Dragon Demon King, who hurriedly fell into the Lingyuan, looked at Xue Zhuyong and Mo Yan, who were stalemate in mid-air, with the sense of coldness in their eyes. Suddenly, they flicked the tail of the dragon and swept across. On Xue Zhuyong and Mo Yan.

This blow was not powerful, but for Xue Zhuyong, who was struggling to contend with the power of Lingyuan, it seemed like the last straw to overwhelm the camel.

Xue Zhuyong's whole body trembled, and the burst of breath suddenly let go, and then lost the strength to struggle.

At this moment, Xue Zhuyong took his son Mo Yan's hand, and fell into the depths of Lingyuan with the Dragon Demon King and Jiao Yan.

The expression on Xue Zhuyong's face did not mean sadness, but silently glanced at Lu Qingshan and Tibetan Xiaojian.

"Take good care of Zhizhi, this sword will be left to you." Xue Zhuyong's spiritual power was applied to the voice, and his last words were passed on.

Whoosh!

A black shadow flew out from Lingyuan.

Three feet front of the heavenly sword.

Xue Zhuyong did not specify whom to fight the three-footer.

The famous sword has spirit, and San Chi Feng can only decide who the owner of San Chi Feng should be.

The Sanchifeng was suspended in mid-air, and stopped slightly, as if he was choosing the sword master he likes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Suddenly, Sanchifeng seemed to feel something, sending out a brisk and clear sword sound. The sound, like a stream of light, flew in the direction of Lu Qingshan extremely fast.

Lu Qingshan was still immersed in the great changes that had taken place in just a few moments, and did not notice it. At the moment San Chi Feng flew towards him, Qin Yitian standing behind him, his phoenix eyes stared. As the streamer flew towards Lu Qingshan's Sanchifeng, he hummed inaudibly in his nose.

The next moment, the body of Sanchifeng's sword trembled suddenly. In Qin Yitian's soft snort, although it was still flying in the direction of Lu Qingshan, the angle was slightly adjusted, and finally it flew impartially. In front of Hidden Xiaojian, he stopped obediently and buzzed.

Cang Xiaojian was taken aback, and pointed his finger to his nose in disbelief and asked, "Is it me?"

The three-foot front who swept long in front of the Tibetan Xiaojian shook slightly, as if nodding.

There was a hint of joy on the girl's face subconsciously, then after thinking of something, she carefully turned her head and glanced at Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan smiled helplessly: "Since San Chi Feng has chosen you as its sword master, just keep it and let me see what I am doing."

The natal sword that I was searching hard for, but in the end I chose the hidden sword,

But Lu Qingshan did not have the slightest regret in his heart.

The connection between Jian Xiu and the natal sword is completely different from the connection between other genres of monks and magic weapons.

For Jian Xiu, the sword is not a simple weapon, but a comrade in arms who lives and dies.

Since he is a comrade-in-arms, it is of course to be in love with each other. San Chi Feng prefers to hide small swords. What is the point of his wishful thinking?

What's more, with Lu Qingshan's pride, he also believed that he would definitely find a more suitable natal sword.