Dragon!

Mo Dongyang and the three people on the opposite side couldn't help but change their faces, this little girl is really not simple.

Even Gu Changqiu was surprised, although he guessed correctly, he couldn't have imagined that this little girl's body would be Jiaolong.

Even if it is not a real dragon, it is the closest to the existence of a real dragon, and there are infinite possibilities in the future, this Xuanqing is so lucky.

In the three months since we met, this is not the first time, this person's luck is unprecedentedly strong, and the cooperation between the Guyue Sword Sect and him is really a wonderful move.

At this time, Hu Laowei also arrived.

Although the number of people is superior, the four of them are uneven, and Xuanqing only has four layers of foundation, so he can only use the flame array to sweep the array.

"Looks like you don't want to?"

Mo Dongyang's face was ugly, even if it was Jiaolong, it was not only Jindan cultivation, what was he afraid of.

On the other hand, the effect of dragon's blood grass has a huge attraction to them, which is nothing more than to start in advance.

The other two are also unkind.

"Gu Changqiu will be dealt with by me, Mo Daoyou will deal with that little girl and Jindan Monk, Yan Daoyou will deal with Emperor Xuan, and pick dragon blood grass. ”

Wu Yuansong shouted calmly.

According to what he thought, Emperor Xuan could ignore it, but the array plate in his hand was not an ordinary thing, so it was better to be cautious.

The two of them had no doubts, and silently took out their three-grade flying sword, obviously aiming for the dragon's blood grass.

Seeing this, Gu Changqiu's face couldn't help but change slightly, his strength was only the fifth layer of Jindan, and he was old and frail, so it was difficult to exert all his strength.

Even if Wu Yuansong is not his opponent, if he wants to drag himself, he can still do it.

But Mo Dongyang and Yan Taichong are both at the peak of the third layer of Jindan, how can Xuanqing resist it?

"Ancient seniors, rest assured. ”

Xuan Qing gave the other party a reassuring expression, and then the soul transmitted: "Old Monster Hu, you deal with Yan Taichong, and Xuan Ling deals with Mo Dongyang." ”

"Dracaena give it to me. ”

With the means of the two of them, even if they are not defeated by their opponents, they can buy themselves time and pick dragon's blood grass!

After all, dracaena is the top priority.

Jiaolong Xuanling had long been impatient, and it was even more unpleasant to see Mo Dongyang, and as soon as Xuanqing finished speaking, he rushed out in an instant, and his momentum exploded.

Recite.

Above her head, the dragon phantom seemed to let out a groan, and with it, the space vibrated slightly, and the sonic boom exploded.

What's even more striking is that on her body, a layer of black scales emerged, like black iron sheets, extremely sharp.

"What about Jiaolong, I don't believe in the first layer of Jindan, and he can be my opponent!"

Mo Dongyang snorted coldly.

With a 'bang', the flying sword quickly flew out, piercing the air, the tip of the sword flashed with a cold cold light, and the cyclone above exploded.

The speed was very fast, and in an instant, it was killed by the side of Jiaolong Xuanling.

Ding Ding Ding –

The flying sword stabbed into the body of Jiaolong Xuanling, sparking violent sparks and making a crisp sound of gold and iron.

The scales of the dragon are as hard as the magic weapons of the same level, and they are even a little stronger.

Mo Dongyang glanced sideways slightly, thinking that it really deserved its reputation, and this defensive power was not covered.

"Look for death!"

Xuan Ling was extremely angry, and the dragon phantom above his head seemed to feel the anger of his master, and roared at Mo Dongyang, the sound was deafening, the momentum was compelling, and the fierceness was fierce.

The Jiaolong Phantom flew into the air, breaking through many obstacles and killing Mo Dongyang.

"Hmph!" Mo Dongyang was not to be outdone, while controlling the flying sword, fighting with the Jiaolong Phantom, his hands were sealed, his spiritual power was vented, and his fist marks were condensed.

Kongtong Seven Wounds Fist!

This boxing technique is divided into seven kinds of spiritual power transformation, cultivation to the fullest, the transformation is instantaneous, one punch to kill, if the strength is low, you will suffer serious internal injuries.

The fist seal collapsed, and the target was not Xuan Ling, but Hu Laowei, who was about to rush towards Yan Taichong, and dragged the two of them back.

One person faced two golden pills, and he was not scared at all.

Old Hu's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly blocked it.

The perfect fusion with the physical body broke through the second layer of Jindan, which made his strength change dramatically.

Although he is not good at spells, he can't hinder him with just seven wound punches.

Rumble!

The spiritual power surged, condensing a palm print, colliding with the fist print, the spiritual power exploded, and the qi waves rolled for it.

But at this moment, Yan Taichong had already launched an attack, and a flying sword galloped over, the sword momentum was immense, and the sword qi was condensed, sweeping all over the world.

Hu Laowei's heart sank, and he hurriedly summoned the Starfall Sword to meet Yan Taichong's flying sword, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was endless.

However, it is obvious that Hu Lao Wei is at a disadvantage, after all, he is not a sword cultivator, and the Starfall Sword is not his, how can he be compared to Yan Taichong.

Bite!

With a violent crisp sound, the Starfall Sword was knocked away by Yan Taichong's sword, and it was stuck upside down on the ground, shaking constantly.

The three-grade flying sword flew fast, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, intertwined into a sword net, and attacked and killed.

In a hurry, Hu Laowei's eyes condensed, his pupils turned blood-red, and his originally deep eyes were like bloody eyeballs, which were breathtaking.

Bloody Soul Eyes!

This technique can confuse the other party's mind, and the body and soul can be perfectly fused, and the effect is higher than the last time.

Yan Taichong's expression couldn't help but froze, and his movements stopped abruptly, but in just three breaths, he controlled his flying sword again.

For a full three breaths, Hu Lao Wei had already broken away, controlled his Starfall Sword again, and fought with the flying sword again.

This time, Hu Lao Wei was well prepared, although he was not good at it, he had the soul technique, and he could barely stabilize it.

"Soul cultivator?" Yan Taichong's face was ugly.

It's actually a soul cultivator of the second layer of Jindan, so it's a bit troublesome, because the opponent's attack can't be prevented.

When the two were fighting, Wu Yuansong and Gu Changqiu were also fighting together, their spiritual power crossed and exploded, and the qi waves churned and reversed.

Although Gu Changqiu had the upper hand, it was difficult to achieve a decisive victory for a while, and it was obviously impossible to reinforce him.

On the other side, Jiaolong Xuanling took advantage of Mo Dongyang's attack on Hu Laowei, and his body was directly attached to it, wanting to fight Mo Dongyang in close quarters.

Jiaolong's physique is extremely domineering, and you can get a glimpse of it from the scales on its body, but the physical body is the monk's Achilles' heel.

Xuan Ling clenched his fist with his right hand and directly blasted out with a punch, without the slightest spiritual power, nor the slightest bit of fancy, just an ordinary punch.

Rumble!

On her right fist, it was also covered with black scales, and the black fist had an incomparably explosive power, and the space was shaken.

Mo Dongyang had just defeated the Jiaolong Phantom, and when he noticed the fierce fist, his face couldn't help but change greatly.

The whole body suddenly condensed into a spiritual power cover, and before it took shape, it collided with the fist, and under the powerful force, the spiritual power cover collapsed.

Even so, it gave Mo Dongyang a chance to react, and then at this time, his body quickly retreated and missed his fist.

While retreating, he did not forget to recall the flying sword and wanted to attack from behind.

But Xuan Ling was unrelenting, his body was tightly cling, and he didn't give Mo Dongyang the slightest chance to leave.

She ran quickly, one step at a time in the medicine garden, but fortunately, several people avoided the dragon's blood grass and the rest of the medicine garden, otherwise they would have been ruined directly.

The flying sword was under the control of Mo Dongyang, and the flying sword flew towards Xuan Ling's back in the air, aiming directly at Xuan Ling's head, which was also the weak point of Xuan Ling's defense.

Feeling the murderous intent behind her, Xuan Ling's little face couldn't help but change, and at the last moment, she let out a low roar, and her body blurred into a dragon phantom, as if she wanted to impact the sky.

Immediately after, she jumped into the air and directly hit Mo Dongyang, and a huge amount of power erupted from her small body.

Mo Dongyang was shocked, the exercises in his body were running, and his spiritual power was agitated, and on the outside, layers of spiritual power shields were intertwined to protect himself.

Bang!

Xuan Ling's body hit the spiritual power cover, and a huge force burst out, shattering the spiritual power cover.

In an instant, all the spiritual power covers were shattered and turned into nothingness, and Mo Dongyang could not avoid it, and after all, he still collided with the Xuan Ling.

Mo Dongyang felt that his qi and blood were rolling, his internal organs seemed to be dislocated instantly, his throat was sweet, and he also spit out a mouthful of reverse blood.

But in any case, he is also a third-layer monk of Jindan, two layers higher than Xuanling, and his body is relatively weak, so the injury is not serious.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he controlled the flying sword and attacked and killed from behind, the side of Xuan Ling's body, but he still didn't dodge the past, and was stabbed in the back.

This time, Mo Dongyang was unreserved, and Xuan Ling was also defenseless, increasing and decreasing, and finally broke the scales and pierced into the body, but it was also extremely limited.

Jiaolong Xuanling snorted, used his spiritual power, and forced the flying sword out, and the blood flowed out, dripping down with a 'snap'.

Due to the trauma on his back, for a while, Xuan Ling did not make another move, but looked at Mo Dongyang with an indifferent face.

"It's really rough and thick. ”

Mo Dongyang's face was gloomy, such a good opportunity did not achieve significant results.

Moreover, he was also injured, although the other party was a dragon, it was a great shame for him.

This is also because he was too careless, fought with Jiaolong Xuanling, and also shot at Hu Laowei, so that Xuanling got close, causing such a situation.

Even so, there is still an advantage for yourself.

He looked up and found that Wu Yuansong and Gu Changqiu were fighting together, and it was difficult to get out.

Even Yan Taichong was barely dragged by Hu Laowei, and he had no time to clone for a while, which was fundamentally deviated from their previous assumptions.

No, he felt that something was wrong, and there was one person missing, it was Emperor Xuan!

He suddenly looked around, and suddenly his eyes widened angrily: "Boy, you dare!"

I saw that Xuan Qing ran to the location of the dragon's blood grass, ready to pick the dragon's blood grass.

How could this not make Mo Dongyang angry!

He wanted to rush over to stop it, but Jiaolong Xuanling posted it again, looking desperate with him, so that he didn't dare to ignore it.

And with such a roar, they immediately woke up the others, and when they found Xuan Qing's actions, Wu Yuansong and the others couldn't help but be furious.

However, Wu Yuansong couldn't get out, Yan Taichong's attack became fierce, and the suppressed Hu Laowei couldn't raise his head.

"City Lord, hurry up!"

Hu Laowei was very anxious in his heart, if it wasn't for Xuan Qing's death order, he would have withdrawn a long time ago, so he could only pray for Xuan Qing to hurry up.

Xuanqing's speed reached the extreme, and when he reached the side of the dragon's blood grass, his body squatted down, and he reached out and carefully picked the dragon's blood grass and put it into the space ring.

He had just picked the dragon's blood grass, and a chill hit him, and he looked up and found that it was Yan Taichong.

He finally suppressed Hu Laowei, and instead of taking advantage of the victory to pursue, he ran to Xuanqing, wanting to stop it, but after all, it was a step too late.

But he didn't give up, as long as he killed this kid and snatched the space ring, the dragon's blood grass was still in his hand.

"Give me death!"

Yan Taichong's face was hideous, and the flying sword flew suddenly, and the sword momentum was tilted out, attacking and killing.

Xuan Qing had already been prepared, and as soon as the flame array was lost, a wisp of spiritual power shot out with it, and the flame formation revived, hovering above Yan Taichong.

Caught off guard, the menacing Yan Taichong was directly covered by the flame array, and a trace of sparks shot out, and then evolved into a prairie fire.

Yan Taichong's face changed suddenly, he was originally full of confidence, how could he have thought that such a change was far beyond his imagination.

Airplanes!

The flame of the golden pill was permeated, enveloping Yan Taichong in it, and the latter instantly intertwined a spiritual power cover, blocking the burning of the golden pill fire.

At the same time, he still controls the flying sword and wants to kill Xuanqing.

Xuan Qing was not in a hurry, just as the flying sword came in the air, the Starfall Sword also flew over at the same time, and the two flying swords immediately exchanged together.

Ding Ding Ding –

Flying swords strike, sparks splash everywhere!

Because Yan Taichong was trapped in the formation, he was given the upper hand by Hu Laowei, and directly knocked the flying sword away, and at the same time attacked Yan Taichong in the formation.

The dangerous aura came to make Yan Taichong shudder, and his pupils contracted.