readx;?? Han Yiming was very surprised, it was not the first time that Xingchen pushed him out, this little boy never reminded him first, and he started when he came up, and he really taught him to be very helpless. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info It's too late to blame him at this point, he's been pushed out. As soon as his hand tightened, a stream of heat flowed from the hilt of the Ming Yuan Sword in his hand to his heart, and he glanced at the golden dragon, and with a wave of his hand, a sword light hit him directly. He was far more comfortable with the Ming Yuan Sword than the Blue Frost Sword. It was the sword he had picked himself, and with this swing, he saw the golden light of the Dao Dao towards the golden dragon. The golden dragon was fighting with the little girl, and these golden rays of light hit the golden dragon. Several pieces of the golden dragon's scale armor were knocked up, and the golden dragon let out a low roar. Han Yiming couldn't help but look down at the sword in his hand, he hadn't used this sword for a long time, and he didn't expect it to be so powerful now.

The golden dragon roared, the little obedient body twisted, and a wind and snow came out of it, divided into several strands, each of which was transformed into a small dragon, and pounced on the broken scales of the golden dragon, and drilled into it in a blink of an eye.

The golden dragon dragon scales opened, and his body struggled. Han Yiming didn't know that Xiao Liang had such a strange trick. Frost flowers condensed from the flaws of the golden dragon dragon scales, and Han Yiming was taken aback, the little boy was so powerful. Suddenly, I heard Xingchen's voice and said: "Master, you didn't kill the golden dragon, the scale armor of the golden dragon is very hard, and the little guy can't break it, you help the little guy break it." Han Yiming listened, waved his hand, and several golden rays of light hit him directly. The golden dragon he hit, the sword light of the Ming Yuan Sword would not hit the little girl, but it would beat the dragon scales of the golden dragon a lot, and the little dragon's torso was twisting, and the wind and snow came out of it, and the first one conjured up a small dragon head, and flew straight towards the dragon scales that were broken by Han Yiming, and in a moment the dragon scales were still drilled in.

The golden dragon roared angrily, and the sound shook the universe, and its body writhed, but the broken dragon scales were still frosty. The golden dragon's body was twisted, and it was wrapped around the chain, after all, the little boy was still small, and after being entangled by it, he couldn't get around it anymore, and the golden dragon threw the little guy away. The little boy fell to the side, and the golden dragon lit up from the dragon's head, and a firelight will go from the dragon's head to the dragon's tail. After a few moments, the frost on his body melted away. Han Yiming was a little surprised, but he was not surprised, the golden dragon was a spiritual thing, if it could be defeated with one move, then Xiao Yi and Luo Yue, Bailong and Jin Jiao would be too unjust. Xingchen's voice said: "Master, don't stop, you will break all his scales, what do you see it can do?" Han Yiming couldn't help but say: "Xiao Liang is so small, how can he fight like that with the Golden Dragon? Will I help it then, can I help it? Master, isn't this your best chance, you haven't slain a dragon, just give it a try, and the little boy will also learn it. Han Yiming sighed, glanced back, and couldn't see the stars, he was in the enchantment. With a wave of his hand, the golden light of the Dao Dao waved towards the golden dragon.

The sword light of the Ming Yuan Sword hit the golden dragon, and the golden dragon had already turned his head to face Han Yiming, first with an angry roar, and then the Dao Dao fire light rushed towards Han Yiming's body. A cold light flashed, and the blue dragon spirit shield itself turned out, blocking the golden dragon's fire from the spirit shield. The golden dragon's firelight hit the spirit shield and crackled, and through the blue dragon spirit shield, Han Yiming still felt that the heat wave was rushing straight up. Suddenly, the little boy roared angrily, and Han Yiming had already seen the fire flashing on the little girl's body. The golden dragon's fire is so powerful, the little boy is still small, if he is not careful, he will not be burned by the golden dragon. After the little boy roared, his body writhed, trying to extinguish the flames of the golden dragon, but he couldn't. Han Yiming saw that the little girl was injured, and he was so anxious that he couldn't do it, and said to Xingchen who didn't know where: "You, save it, it's about to burn to death!"

Before the words fell, the little girl flew upward, her body twisted, and suddenly a little light spread backwards from the dragon's kiss. Han Yiming's eyes were sharp, and he had already seen that the ice shell on the side of Xiao Yi's kiss had formed and had extended backwards. In the blink of an eye, it passed over the dragon's eye, and the dragon's horns followed the dragon's neck and went backwards. And this ice shell undulates on the little girl's body according to its scales. It seems that even the dragon scales are crystal clear. As soon as this layer of ice shell was formed, it clinged to the little obedient dragon scales and reached the tail of the dragon, keeping the golden dragon's fire out of the ice shell. Han Yiming breathed a sigh of relief. This time, the little boy will no longer be burned by the flames of the golden dragon. Han Yiming's spirits were greatly lifted, and with a wave of the Mingyuan Sword in his hand, he waved out the Dao Golden Light, and slashed at the golden dragon. He swung it so fast that it seemed that he hadn't used the sword for a long time, but he felt more and more handy. The golden light of the Dao Dao all made a sharp sound, like a resentful spirit emitting a grudge, and rushed straight towards the golden dragon.

The golden dragon roared at Han Yiming, and the Dao Fire rushed towards Han Yiming. The blue dragon spirit shield turned around, covering Han Yiming in it, and the firelight hit the blue dragon spirit shield, which made the spirit shield tremble, and Di Ming felt as hot as being burned in the spirit shield. The golden dragon's firelight smashed several sword lights of Ming Yuan's sword, but Han Yiming's hand was fast, and he had already swung the sky full of golden sword light, even if many sword lights were broken by the golden dragon, there were still countless sword lights hitting the golden dragon. The golden dragon roared angrily, turned around and pounced towards Han Yiming. The sword light of the Ming Yuan Sword hit the golden dragon's body, breaking the golden dragon's dragon scales in several places.

Han Yiming never expected the golden dragon to pounce directly at him, he was stunned for a moment, but his hand was not slow, Mingyuan sword waved, Mirui resentful spirit made a sharp scream in the sword, Mingyuan sword golden light flashed, a spiritual light like a dragon, escaped from the sword, and hit the golden dragon. Where did Han Yiming dare to slow down, the sword swung and the sky was full of golden sword light. Today, Ming Yuan's sword was as bright as gold, and with a wave of his hand, countless golden lights covered the sky. As soon as the golden dragon saw the resentful spirit, his body writhed, and he bumped into Mi Rui. For a moment, I couldn't open my eyes in the sky. The golden dragon collided with the resentful spirit and pierced out of the resentful spirit. The resentful spirit dissipated, and the golden dragon pounced on Han Yiming, completely ignoring the Dao sword light hitting it. Han Yiming couldn't retreat, but he didn't know how to advance. But Xingchen's face was not revealed, and he could only wave the sword in his hand at the golden dragon again and again.

In the Dao Dao sword light, the little girl suddenly jumped in, his body twisted, and he pounced on the golden dragon. Its whole body is crystal clear, and its crystal-like body is particularly gorgeous under the reflection of the golden dragon. The Dao fire that came out of the golden dragon hit the little girl, and although the ice sheet slowly slipped down like star dust, it couldn't hurt the little girl. Xiao Liang squirted a few mouthfuls at the golden dragon and the ice mist was melted away by the golden dragon's fire. Han Yiming was so obedient that he blocked in front, and the sword in his hand waved his debut Dao Huaguang, and each sword was slashed at the golden dragon. Suddenly, Xingchen's voice said: "The dragon slaying trick is either to break the dragon's eye, or to peel off the scales and armor, or to nail the dragon's body." The Ming Yuan sword is too big, it can only peel off the scales and remove the armor, and the head of the sect has to remove the scales in turn, and from the front of it, it can't remove the dragon scales. ”

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