Legend of the Swordking Chapter 999: War Devil Dragon

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One hour later, the spirit and physical strength are full again.

Teng Ran stood up, swiped his palm in the void, and the fairy bone sword was already in his palm, and his voice said in a low voice: "Senior, I am ready, please summon the dragon for me!"

The old man of Qi Ling was startled, and smiled calmly: "The strength of the descendants of the magic dragon is not trivial. Even Li Qingyin has not defeated him, so you have to be more careful. If you can't win, stop fighting immediately. The Dragon Descendant’s hands are not worth the gain."

"Understand, thank you senior for taking care of it."

"Then, get ready to start."

The old man Qi Ling flicked his long sleeves, and suddenly there was a rumbling sound in the sky, as if a heavenly door had been opened, a huge figure appeared in a crack in the sky, like a miraculous existence, with a huge body winding and scales. Under the light of the sky, there was a majestic vigor, a pair of deep red eyes insight into everything in the world, full of king aura.

The descendants of the dragon, are you coming?

My heart trembled. It is impossible to say that I am not nervous, because this is a real dragon alive, and even the real dragon art I practiced is just a housekeeping method for the real dragon family, and I don’t have it at all. The true dragon technique is cultivated to the level of proficiency, which cannot be compared with the real dragon.

"Whh~~~"

The dragon's figure suddenly disappeared, turning into a handsome figure that fell from the sky, wearing a black armor, holding a sharp sword in his hand, long hair shawl, a pair of pale red eyes full of disdain, and said with a faint smile: "Rank No. Ten human beings, the guy who is in the limelight in the human race recently, it turns out that you are Bu Yixuan, but... dare to challenge this seat, are you looking for death?"

"You are the descendant of the dragon?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"That's right."

The descendants of the devil dragon are holding a long sword, their eyes are full of domineering, even a little handsome, and they smiled indifferently: "Your human race always honors being among the top three in the semi-sacred list, but you really have the ability to come. This step is very few, Li Qingyin is considered one, but she has ignited the fire of the Holy Ruins, and you...You are as famous as Li Qingyin and Lin Muzhao in Shangjie Academy, but do you really have the ability to challenge this seat?"

"How can I know if I can beat it without trying?" I smiled slightly.

The descendants of the dragon chuckled, and their breath suddenly began to change. A black cloud bloomed behind them, surging endlessly, as if a storm was about to come. In a blink of an eye, a huge magic dragon appeared behind him, and his breath also He became more and more terrifying, his hair was flying, his sword gleamed fiercely, and he said: "It is useless to say more, let me see how talented you, the young man of the kendo king, are, and whether you can compete with Tianfeng Saint Li Qingyin. The strength is comparable!"

"Please enlighten me."

"Good!"

……

The descendant of the devil dragon kills and cuts the fruit, and the body soars in the air, tracing a chaotic mood in the air to kill, the long sword hunts in the sky, like a thunder slashing down, the sword will roar, the spirit of the devil dragon Surrounded by the sword blade, this descendant of the magic dragon does not practice kendo at all, and the level of kendo has not even reached the clearness of the sword heart, but the arrival of this sword makes me feel like a horror against the sword master!

The true dragon bloodline is terrifying. Just using the bloodline can greatly shorten the gap in rules, and the physical power contained in the bloodline is enough for him to easily crush the younger generation of human monks!

Facing the descendants of the dragon, who is second in the semi-sacred list, we must go all out.

Almost instantly, the shadows of the three sword souls rose into the sky, the colorful holy souls lingering above my head, the sword pillar of the peak of the sword heart unity state completely enveloped me, and I entered the game of chess with a step forward. Sword Hole Void Realm, knowing everything around him like a palm, urged the Immortal Bone Sword, three thousand or four hundred spiritual patterns swept through the clouds, and the sword light flashed out a sword that was as fast as thunder.

"Keng!"

White Xiuluo's facial features were a bit distorted, but it did not dissipate. The fairy bone sword seemed to collide on a sturdy ancient sacred mountain. It shook the arm slightly, and the sword with all its strength was also shocked to retreat. Three steps, the surrounding space was sharply distorted, and the descendants of the magic dragon were not well. The two swords collided, and he had already suffered extremely strong counter-shock force. After two consecutive steps, the surrounding space stretched like spider silk. 'S strength was too strong and stopped forcibly.

"Not bad!"

The descendants of the magic dragon have clear eyes, and smiled: "Your swordsmanship is good enough to be on the same level as Li Qingyin, but the rules seem to be far behind. If this is the case, you won't be able to catch the ten tricks of this seat. "

"Really? I haven't officially started."

"That's great!"

The descendants of the Devil Dragon roared in a low voice, the sound was like thunder, it was not a sound that humans could make at all, the left arm raised was a palm attack, and the palm volleyed into an indestructible dragon claw, the spirit of the devil dragon Burst, completely tore the void to pieces, and enveloped the surrounding field with one palm, making people unable to move and could only accept the move.

I didn’t hesitate to take a shot, raising my left hand was a punch, and the true dragon aura broke out in the body, a huge true dragon mark wrapped around the fist, the fully consecrated arm exuded majestic aura, and the blow was extremely fierce. The real dragon fist imprints straight and slammed with the descendants of the devil dragon, and this fist raged, without considering the room, it was a full blow.

"Peng~~~"

There was another loud noise, and the entire spirit space was buzzing and trembling, and the left fist seemed to bang against an iron wall, causing a faint pain, and the body retreated several steps, slightly embarrassed.

On the other hand, the descendants of the devil dragon are much better. They opened their left hand and turned into dragon claws. They were awe-inspiring. After shaking me back with a palm, I didn’t move, but there was a trace of shock on my face: "You... actually understand the real dragon. The technique?"

"Acquired occasionally."

He sneered, his face full of murderous intent, and he roared: "Humans are not worthy of using true dragon art at all. I want to tear up your spirit market and make you useless!"

"Do you have this ability?"

My right hand turned, the fairy bone sword was awe-inspiring, and my heart had already made up my mind. My strength is kendo, and I must never fight the power of the flesh with the dragon. The flesh of the dragon is a natural sacred body, completely sanctified and strong. Abnormal, fighting with the magic dragon's physical power, I am afraid that even if I smash my own physical body, it will be difficult to shake him, but Kendo is different.

The long sword flickered, the Wushuang Nine Swords roared out in the first style, and the ocean of Confucianism and Taoism spread out, and the big "shock" character fell like a meteor to the magic dragon, engulfing extremely violent kendo murderous intent.

"Roar~~~"

The descendants of the devil dragon roared, the sword was shot out, and the whole person vacated, and behind the devil dragon roared fiercely, the whole person turned into a devil dragon, with his claws closed tightly, giving the power of the aerodynamic mountains and rivers abruptly I grasped it, and then crushed it, actually crushing this style of kendo majesty, and strands of spiritual brilliance fell, which was very shocking.

"How?" The descendant of the dragon sneered.

I was silent for a few seconds, and directly crushed the sword intent of others. Is this physical strength too abnormal? Compared with the descendants of the magic dragon, the so-called eucharist in the human Tianjiao is just like a joke. It is no wonder that the descendants of the magic dragon can occupy the second place in the semi-sacred list for so many years, but the young human king has never been able to shake , Even Li Qingyin was ultimately defeated by him.

"Rubbing my sword spirit?"

I raised my head and smiled indifferently: "You will try again next."

"Why not?"

The descendants of the devil dragon are domineering, stepping into the air, the majestic energy surging around them, like a king who has emerged from endless purgatory, all the rules of heaven and earth follow their orders, don't dare not From!

Taking a deep breath, the fairy bone sword was handed out again, and the flames lingered, it was a spark of fire-fierce!

Thousands of golden texts sprayed out from the body, and the Confucianism and Taoism were flying around the fairy bone sword, but the moment the sword was pierced, the surrounding void began to shatter, the streamer turned, and escaped into a small range of reincarnation and chaos Realm, this sword is not only Wushuang Nine Swords, but also contains the power of time rules.

"Give this seat-break!"

The descendants of the devil dragon leaped into the air, with a roar, the long sword flew out, turning into a dragon claw and once again enveloped the sword intent I offered, but this time it was completely different, the golden sword intent flowed, reversing time, like flowing water Flowing out from the gap between the dragon's claws, it turned into thousands of sword intents and blasted towards the descendants of the dragon.

"Oh?"

He groaned softly, stretched out his hand, and immediately condensed a dragon armor in front of him. The scales of the dragon were glowing with black light and looked indestructible. Then the sword intent collided on the scales, and the sound was endless. Strands of golden sparks burst out, and the perverted defense is a hundred times better than a bear clan warrior. Even if I urge the power of the rules of time, it can't help him.

But this sword still shook the descendants of the dragon by dozens of feet, and Junxiu's face was full of anger, saying: "Bu Yixuan, why should we waste time? Take out your strongest means. Okay, otherwise you will lose the next blow!"

Speaking, he roared, his figure began to squat, his whole body glowed with dark scales, and his body began to swell in a blink of an eye. Is this going to—incarnate into a dragon?

He's going to manifest himself!

"Boom~~~~"

Hundreds of terrifying dragon qi raged and raged in the spirit space. Under the incarnation of the devil dragon, his qi power increased by at least three times, and he has reached the level of taboo among the younger generation. For a moment, the figure of the descendant of the devil dragon disappeared, and replaced by a devil dragon tens of miles away, hovering in the air, a pair of gloomy eyes staring at me, suppressed by the powerful dragon energy, the earth shattered every inch and the whole instrument There were also cracks in the spiritual space, as if they were about to be unable to withstand this battle.

The descendants of the Devil Dragon looked at me with a sharp voice: "Now, this seat can destroy the saint with one palm, what can you do with me?"

"One palm destroys the saint?"

I was suppressed by the spirit of the magic dragon all over, but I was still able to hold it, and smiled lightly: "If you can destroy the sage with a palm, then I can destroy the sage with a sword, and no one will lose."

"It's useless to say more, do it!"