"Roar—"

A deafening dragon roar resounded, pulling Liu Zheng's gaze back to the cloth sword god and the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King.

I saw that in the clouds and mist above Bibo Pond, the huge dragon body of the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King flickered, chasing the cloth-clothed sword god who flew with sword light on his feet!

The wind is from the tiger, and the cloud is from the dragon!

Under the cover of clouds and mist, it can make the activities of the Halloween Dragon King more flexible and free, and it can also play a surprise attack effect.

"Zizi-"

Due to the high speed of the flight, the dragon body of the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King rubbed against the rain and mist, producing wisps of electric sparks.

"Old man sword, stop me!"

The Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King roared as he waved his dragon claws and grabbed in the direction of the cloth-clothed sword god.

The two dragon claws in the front, one on the left and one on the right, surrounded the cloth-clothed sword god.

"L!"

The cloth-clothed sword god lightly stepped on the sword light under his feet, and suddenly the whole person lay down and flew towards the higher sky.

"Roar—"

Seeing this, the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King also followed the dragon to raise his head, rolling his thick body, and chased in the direction of the cloth-clothed sword god.

In this way, the two of them are getting farther and farther away from the ground, but they are getting closer and closer to Tianyu, as if raising their hands, it is the edge of the sky!

Nine days of frost and cold, a little white frost condensed between the eyebrows of the cloth-clothed sword god.

But because the eyebrows are originally white, it is not very clear to see!

"Let's go!"

Liu Zheng beckoned to Li Qingcian, and then flew towards Tianyu, watching the battle from afar!

Sedum, under the coercion of Li Qingcicada, also stood high in the air together, and was able to observe the battle from afar.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the support of a strong True Qi, and he can only see two blurred figures rising continuously.

Seeing this, Liu Zheng pointed at Sedum's neck with two fingers.

Suddenly, Sedum's eyes flashed with golden light, and those battle pictures that were originally unclear became clear at this time, and even the true qi flowing on their body surfaces, Sedum could observe one or two.

"My grandson Yue held a sword at the age of five, and it has been nine hundred years now!"

The cloth-clothed sword god spread out his arms, feeling the cold wind above the extreme sky, and his eyes gradually entered a state of confusion.

"I held a sword at the age of six, gathered qi at the age of eight, married Dan at the age of twelve, entered the rivers and lakes at the age of sixteen, traveled all over the north and south of the river, the heart of the sword was transparent, and I entered the Yuan Baby.

At the age of twenty-four, he challenged the world's kendo rookies, without a single defeat, quenched invincible thoughts, and entered Sanhua.

At the age of thirty, he defeated the world's kendo master and was lonely in the world.

At the age of fifty, I witnessed the transformation of Li Xuantong, the dragon lord of the Tang Dynasty, into a god, the heavens and the earth celebrated, and the demons were terrified, and I learned that there was still a way ahead for our human race.

At the age of Jiazi, I watched the tide in the East China Sea, and stood on the surface of the Tongtian River for three days, and realized that goodness is like water.

On the way back, the road met the green dragon for the world, angrily drew the sword, reversed the demon god, and realized the green dragon in the palm of his hand, and he was both defeated.

Seriously injured into the people's homes, even one day, on the ridge of the field, light rain fell from the sky, and finally enlightened, a thought into a god, into the land of the gods, from then on the way of the sword I am the leader, for the world of the way of the sword pointed out the right way.

The first time he entered the god, he sought revenge on the green dragon, drew the sword for the first time, the world was strange, and the sword roared from scratch, sounding three times in a row, before it stopped.

A sword might, the green dragon on the Tongtian River screamed, blood spilled for nine days, a sword rose and fell for 30,000 miles, slaughtering thousands of demons.

Since then, I have walked in the world in cloth clothes, and everywhere I went, the demons were frightened, and I knew that the human race could not be bullied, and the human sword cultivation was unparalleled in the world.

Subsequently, my human race became a god, but there was no new leader in the way of the sword, and I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in my heart.

I hope that the sword path of our human race will always be brilliant and evergreen for thousands of years!"

The murmur of the cloth-clothed sword god could only be heard by himself, because he was speaking it to himself!

"Buzz—"

The Wuwen in Gongsun Yue's hand trembled violently, as if he sensed the fierce sword intent on the cloth sword god.

"Old friend, you have been with me for nine hundred years..."

Gongsun Yue said with a smile the Wuwen Divine Sword in his hand.

Wuwen Divine Sword immediately let out a clanging sword sound, as if it was responding to Gongsun Yue's words.

Feeling the dragon power that was getting closer and closer behind him, the cloth-clothed sword god turned around with a flat face, facing the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King in a sky-rushing posture.

At this time, the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King stared at a pair of round angry eyes, staring at the figure of the cloth-clothed sword god.

If the gaze could kill, the cloth-clothed sword god at this time would probably have died countless times!

"Dragon, it's not like I haven't slashed it!"

The bland words spit out from the mouth of the cloth-clothed sword god, but it made a great chill in the heart of the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King.

"Roar—"

The Halloween Dragon King decided to strike first!

I saw that the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King opened his mouth and spit out a scorching dragon breath, surging towards the cloth-clothed sword god.

"I am the leader of the world's swordsmanship, and I have been alone for nine hundred years, woohoo, and there is no successor..."

The tone of the cloth-clothed sword god was a little tactful, but then it became high-pitched again,

"I am willing to shine for another 900 years, for my human race, to shine the way forward!"

Great!

I saw ripples in the nine heavens, and the sky was moved!

The cloth-clothed sword god pinched the sword with two fingers, the heavens and the earth were eye-catching, and a sword fell, and the unequaled sword was like a star falling, pressing towards the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King.

The dragon's breath was forcibly blocked by the sword momentum halfway, and at this moment, a long sword light fell from the nine heavens, as if it was going to penetrate the ages and shine on the ancient and modern!

At this moment, the center of heaven and earth seems to be this sword light!

"Torah—"

Under the suppression of the sword momentum, the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King had no time to make any resistance.

And this sword light was so fast that he forgot to think!

I saw that under the sound of flesh and blood tearing, the abdomen of the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King tore a conspicuous blood mark, and drops of dragon blood spilled into the sky, smashing down from the sky, smashing huge pits on the ground.

There are also some hot dragon blood sprinkled into the water surface of Bibo Pond, evaporating hundreds of miles on the surface of the lake, and the billowing steam rises up, forming a fog that envelops the mountains and forests!

"Whew-"

The Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King writhed in pain, and sealed the wound with dragon qi to prevent blood from flowing out.

But there was always a tenacious sword aura at the wound, which was destroying his flesh and blood, counteracting his dragon qi, and making him miserable.

The Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King looked at the green-clothed figure above with a solemn face.

Although he had already been mentally prepared, the strength of the cloth sword god was still beyond his imagination, and with just one sword, he was deeply damaged!

Fortunately, the dragon clan's healing ability was amazing, and at this time, the wound in the lower abdomen was already showing signs of healing, and it was those dense and small sword qi that were preventing the wound from healing, making him feel a little irritable.

"With just one sword, you can't stand it?"

Gongsun Yue smiled at the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King.

The Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King's face was cloudy, but he immediately let out a thunderous laugh.

"Brother Niu, it's time to come out!"

The words of the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King made Gongsun Yue quickly look towards a clearing in the distance.

Within a moment, a three-meter-tall man with an iron tower and horns on his head appeared.

"The Bull Demon King?"

The cloth sword god's face remained unchanged, but he faintly said the identity of the other party.

"I can't fight you alone, but my old thing just has more friends!"

The Halloween Dragon King immediately burst out laughing.