Everlasting Dragon Emperor Chapter 971: The collision of sword and sword
Roar!
The Nine Dragon roars long, the power of the dragon is filled, and the nine claws step into the air, toward the massacre.
Ao Tu also yelled, overcoming the fear in his heart, and rushed towards Lu Ming.
One dragon and one Kowloon, suddenly smashed together on the battle platform.
Ao Tu has brought the metallic artistic conception to the extreme. His metallic artistic conception is absolutely equivalent to level four. His body is as hard as gold and iron, and his dragon's claws are made of dark gold, so hard that everything is unbreakable.
Every trick has terrible power.
And Lu Ming, the four kinds of artistic conceptions surround and merge together, and the power is equally terrifying.
At the same time, Lu Ming exploded with four dragon powers, running the Heavenly Suppressing Gong, and every inch of his muscles could explode the power of the Heavenly Suppressing Gong.
Every muscle on his body can be flicked at will, the power is extremely terrible, and every claw caught has the power to suppress everything.
Boom!
The two dragons are entangled and bombarded constantly. They are extremely savage. It makes people feel like they have come to the ancient times, where the beasts are fighting for hegemony and the real dragons are fighting chaos.
Puff!
There are nine claws in Jiulong, and Ao Tu can hardly stop them. His body was grasped by the claws of the Jiulong dragon, and he tore with all his strength, the scales flew up, tearing a large piece of flesh and blood flowing.
Ao Tu was in pain, and fought back. He also tore off a piece from Jiulong, but his dragon claws almost broke.
Boom!
The body of Nine Dragons seemed to be extremely heavy, pressing on Ao Tu's body, causing him to hit the battle platform heavily, making a cracking sound of bones.
The two tumbling and rolling, fighting dozens of moves, Lu Ming became more and more brave, and gradually gained the upper hand.
After all, Ao Tu was still affected by the breath of Kowloon, and he was a little afraid. The more he fought, the stronger the fear.
The heart is already afraid, how is Lu Ming's opponent?
Puff!
Blood splattered, Ao Tu screamed, his body was scratched by Jiulong's claw, he struggled hard, and finally escaped, but left a large piece of dragon meat, bloody.
"Jiaolong meat with 70% concentration of real dragons, good things, keep barbecue!"
Jiulong opened his mouth, Lu Ming's voice came out, and then the piece of dragon meat was gone.
"Lu Ming, that's a good thing, keep a copy for me later!"
In the stands, the fat man yelled, almost drooling.
Ao Tu almost exploded his lungs.
I can't wait to swallow Lu Ming and the fat man in one bite.
"Fatty, too few, these are mine, wait for me to do more!"
Lu Ming yelled, and then headed towards Ao Tu to slaughter.
"Ah, I admit defeat!"
Ao Tu roared suddenly, extremely unwilling.
He knows that if he continues to fight, he will definitely lose, and he will probably have to pay more dragon flesh.
"Give up?"
Lu Ming paused speechlessly, and turned into a human form again, a pity that his eyes rolled around Ao Tu.
Ao Tu also turned into a human form, his face extremely ugly.
He didn't suffer too much injury, but his face was even uglier than he was seriously injured.
In this battle, he fought too much.
Lu Ming carried the Dragon of Qi Luck on his head, swallowing 90% of Ao Tu's Dragon of Qi Luck, and it skyrocketed again, exceeding two hundred zhang and approaching three hundred zhang.
Such a huge dragon of luck is rare in ancient times.
Lu Mingfei was on the stand.
"Fat man, it's a pity, this guy gave in early, you don't have your share!"
Lu Ming sighed.
"Damn it, no, we will split the piece equally!"
The fat man yelled.
Ao Tu, who was flying to the stand, trembled, and almost fell off the platform without holding it steady.
Flying back to the stand, Ao Tu's face was extremely gloomy.
The face of the Supreme Jiaolong is not much better than that of Ao Tu, as black as charcoal.
In this battle, Lu Ming finally won, which shocked many people.
In this way, Lu Ming entered the final battle.
Next is the battle between Emperor God and Blood Sword One. The winner will start the final battle with Lu Ming.
Although most people think that the Emperor God and the Blood Sword One, the Emperor God will definitely win.
Then in the end, it will be Lu Ming's battle with Emperor God, which is interesting.
The light flickered, covering the Emperor God and Blood Sword One.
The two flew onto the battlefield.
"You and me, do we need to fight again?"
The Emperor God spoke indifferently.
Many people have a heartbeat, listening to the tone of the Emperor God, have they ever fought with the blood sword before? But I have never heard such rumors.
"I was defeated in the first battle three years ago, but now, it may not be!"
Blood Sword's body was filled with amazing blood, and his eyes became red like blood diamonds.
Everyone was shocked. The Emperor God and the Blood Sword One actually fought each other three years ago. Depending on the situation, the Blood Sword should have been defeated.
"You were not my opponent three years ago. From now on, you will never be my opponent!"
The voice of the Emperor God came out, showing strong confidence.
"You will know after the battle!"
The blood sword drank heavily, stepped out, and the terrible sword power erupted from his body, and the sword power burst out in the air.
This is the artistic conception of swords.
As soon as the blood sword stepped forward, the sword intent filled.
Keng!
In the Emperor God, there was also the sound of swords singing, and the next moment, there was also a powerful sword power bursting out.
It is also the artistic conception of sword!
Emperor God and Blood Sword, one or two people, actually realized the artistic conception of the sword.
Touch! bump!
Both of them are stepping, and their sword intent skyrocketed as they stepped out.
Keng! Keng! ...
The sword intent of the two people crossed dozens of miles of the void and fought in the void. The sky between the two of them burst out with roars and swords, and sparks shot in all directions.
Everyone's faces are solemn, this kind of sword intent is too terrifying, the two of them haven't done anything yet, and only the overflow of sword intent can easily kill the general seven-fold powerhouse.
Shoo! call out!
Suddenly, the two of them stepped on their feet, and their bodies turned into a sword light, cutting through the void, and cutting towards each other.
Dang!
The two sword lights clashed in the air with a roar, and the sword energy shot in all directions. The two sword lights retreated with one blow, and then banged together.
Dang! when! ...
In an instant, the two fought dozens of moves.
Some people with a low level of cultivation can't see the two of them at all, but can only see two sword lights clashing in the air.
A golden sword light, a blood red sword light.
At this time, the light of the golden light sword skyrocketed, and the blood-red sword light shot out.
"Emperor God, the eighth peak of the womb, the blood sword one, the late eighth womb!"
Lu Ming's heart moved, and he saw the cultivation of the two.
Furthermore, ~IndoMTL.com~, the two swords have reached level four. This is a collision of the four levels of swords. However, it was clear that the Emperor God's cultivation base was even better, knocking the Blood Sword back.
The blood-red sword light flew back, and the figure of Blood Sword One emerged.
At this time, the **** light on his body is getting stronger and stronger.
"Blood sword, out of the sheath!"
The blood sword squeezed the finger of the sword in one hand, waved his hand, and suddenly, from the center of his eyebrows, a blood-red war sword flew out. As soon as this war sword flew out, it turned into a giant more than ten meters. After this war sword became larger, it was actually divided into two, two into four, and finally turned into sixteen huge blood red war swords, flying around the blood sword.
"Kill!"
The blood sword drank, and with a wave of the sword, the sixteen war swords flew and turned into sixteen sword lights, and they assassinated the Emperor God.
The most terrifying thing is not the sixteen war swords, but the infinite sword energy aroused by the flying of the war swords.
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