Dragon Tamer Chapter 173: Are you alive?

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That is Wu Zong's mighty spirit, similar to Jianhong, it is the supernatural power beyond the limit of the physical strength of the mortal fetus.

Mighty and powerful, every time a seemingly ordinary fist strikes, it is like a mountain torrent and an avalanche. Zhu Minglang, who is greeted with his sword, feels like he is fighting a majestic and terrible natural disaster, rather than a monk.

His fist, which can collide with a sharp sword, is as hard as iron.

His arm can easily bounce off the blade, making the blade blunt.

He kicked it, more like an ancient brown beast.

Zhu Minglang took a few steps back. It’s not that I’m really afraid of this monk, but on the other side, a few underworld fire talismans flew over. If you don’t avoid it, this flame that directly burns the soul will bring Great pain.

Just avoiding the Underfire Talisman, a large group of banyan bees lined up into a blue-black wall, and it fell down violently.

Zhu Minglang tore through the wall of the banyan bee with a sword. He whirled around and slashed the blade on the ground. Then he saw a large flame burning hot on the sword.

The flame is blue and red, attached to the sword, and it will not disappear.

And Zhu Minglang accumulated the power of his whole body, gorgeously waved the sword of blue blood in his hand, and saw a long shadow of blue-red flames soaring from his sword! !

"Canglong Sword!"

Zhu Minglang's sword is dancing, and what he dances is a blazing black dragon, and I saw the blazing black dragon flying above him with Zhu Minglang's sword dance. The dragon body is huge and long, and the flames are hot and dazzling...

The bee demon legion turned into a terrible and weird cloud vortex, black smoke and miasma, and when Zhu Minglang swept his sword, the blazing blue dragon was wagging its tail in the air, and when Zhu Minglang lifted up, the blazing blue dragon leaped and bite When the sword body was turned clearly, the blazing blue dragon swung and strangled!

The green-red blazing blue dragon, I don't know how many banyan bees have been wiped out, and dispelled all the clouds, and finally Zhu Minglang pointed the hot sword in his hand at the mighty Wuzong Yanghua.

The blazing blue dragon flew away and hit the monk Yanghua with the body of flame at the moment it was about to disappear.

Yanghua rode his horse and pushed his palms outwards. The brown aura turned into a huge ancient bell, which covered the monk's body, and the body of the blazing blue dragon turned into a raging wave of flames. Burning a sea of ​​flames, this monk didn't seem to be afraid of flames at all, and his clothes showed no signs of burning.

It's just that Zhu Minglang is stepping on the flames, the sword of blood in his hand is still in a hot state, and the inscription is imprinted on his skin, making his whole person seem to have a flame golden body!

"Monk, you are still a long way from it. In the future, you will use it less and more to cultivate!" Zhu Minglang appeared in front of the monk Yanghua.

"Let me see how you can break my majestic golden bell!" Yanghua, the monk, raised one foot, straddling it even larger, and stomped the ground towards the ground, feeling the earth sinking a bit.

At the same time, his aura is more vigorous, and you can see that the ancient clock around him becomes more real!

"Then be optimistic." Zhu Minglang said.

Suddenly, Zhu Minglang took out his sword, and the sword took a photo soon, causing the monk Yanghua to shrink back subconsciously. When he found that Zhu Minglang's sword did not actually break his majestic golden bell, Yang Hua couldn't help it. A smile appeared.

"Huh!!!"

It was another sword, and the shadow left by the sword was deeper. Right in front of the monk Yang Hua, for a moment Yang Hua thought that the shadow of the sword had penetrated through his curious golden bell, making Yang Hua's back chill. .

"Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!"

Zhu Minglang's speed suddenly became extremely fast, so fast that it seemed to others that there were seven or eight swordsmen attacking the monk Yanghua at the same time.

And Zhu Minglang’s sword is more ill, the sword shadow of the previous sword is still in the air, and his next few swords have been pierced out. Gradually, there are more and more remaining sword shadows around Yanghua Golden Bell. It seems that the outside of my golden bell is densely packed with black swords! ! !

In the end, Zhu Minglang's posture and Jianying turned into a thread that passed through Yanghua, and the afterimage and sword shadow behind Zhu Minglang also slowly disappeared...

"Puff puff puff puff~~~~~~~~!"

The Golden Bell of Haoqi disintegrated directly, and the monk Yanghua inside was more like being stabbed in the body by hundreds of swords and pulled out at the same time!

Bloodshot, from the head, from the chest, from the limbs, from the back...

The powerful and mighty Wuzong expert is like a punctured blood bag, slowly falling down, falling on this **** flower painted by his own blood!

He Qingqian was aside, the poisonous float he was holding was about to be thrown out. After seeing this scene, his little hand trembled involuntarily.

Zhu Minglang turned around and revealed a grin that made He Qingqian's creeps, and said: "Do you want to experience my stinging skills too? Make sure to avoid all the key points."

"You monster, I give up!" He Qingqian's face turned pale, and he hurriedly put away the poison.

She is just a quasi-monarch-level talisman, unable to contend directly with the monk Yanghua, let alone face Zhu Minglang's terrifying swordsmanship.

The masters are all down. She is a little talisman who keeps her distance to harass her. It's better not to humiliate herself.

"Hand in the brocade box, you can go." Zhu Minglang said.

"I used a beacon to hand it to the referee before I came...Oh, be careful!" He Qingqian suddenly reminded Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang also noticed a hidden evil spirit coming from behind. When he turned around, he saw a ghost dragon in front of him for some time, and the ghost dragon and ghost claws were terrifying, directly towards him. Grab your heart position!

It was too late for Zhu Minglang to dodge, but fortunately, he swung his sword directly.

Ghost claws lick the heart, this is a fatal blow. The man who controls the ghost dragon wants to wish a bright life!

But just when its claws were about to pierce Zhu Minglang’s chest~IndoMTL.com~ Zhu Minglang’s body suddenly sparked with molten radiance, these lights intertwined into a molten fire armor, which will protect Zhu Minglang’s chest live.

Ghost Dragon’s claw failed and immediately wanted to escape, but Zhu Minglang's heart was already killing intent. He glanced in the direction of Ghost Dragon and saw the same eerie ghostly enveloping royal family Zhao Chen. When it comes to his vicious eyes!

This guy has always pretended to be weak before and only let the bone dragon take action.

But when he was not paying attention, he called out a more terrifying ghost dragon, and wanted to take his life!

To treat such a person, Zhu Minglang will not be merciful, even if he is a royal son!

"Are you alive?"

Zhu Minglang said coldly.

He slowly raised the sword of blue blood and pointed the tip of the sword towards the sky behind him.

With one exhale, one inhalation, Zhu Minglang closed his eyes for a short time. When he opened his eyes, his eyes showed a terrifying light!