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Mu Sen's words made the hearts of everyone who were thinking about it become hot.

Above the Celestial Dome.

The flowing blood made Huang Long add a few traces of ferocity, and the roaring momentum was even more powerful, and a terrifying power erupted from the huge body, and the huge dragon tail swept towards Deng Yiming.

The blade turned.

The cold light is amazing.

The sword in Deng Yiming's hand slashed directly towards the sweeping dragon tail.

Sneer-

A cacophony was heard.

Countless sparks splattered from the blade.

The dragon scales are as hard as iron, and the dreadnought sword can't do anything at all.

But under the layers of dragon scales, blood continued to seep out.

The sharp sword qi actually passed through the gap between the layers of scales, leaving a thin wound on Huang Long's body.

Roar -

Huang Long became even more annoyed.

The huge body rolled and soared into the sky.

Deng Yiming's body moved, like a ray of light, and the dreadnought sword in his hand slashed out again.

Above the blade of the sword, endless cold light flashed out.

The yellow dragon roared again.

Above the place where the sword fell, there were scales falling.

Huang Long became angry, and the dragon's tail flickered, like a steel whip smashing quickly towards Deng Yiming.

The body swept out to one side.

Deng Yiming dodged Huang Long's attack.

I am about to draw a sword.

Suddenly, a sword appeared above the heavenly dome.

"Slay the dragon. ”

A voice rang out.

Huang Lian's body appeared in Deng Yiming's line of sight.

"Just leave this to me. ”

Huang Lian said softly.

Handprints are typed.

The sword that suddenly appeared slashed towards Huang Long's thick neck, and countless sparks splashed out, but he couldn't help it in the slightest.

Huang Lian was not discouraged.

Hands flying up and down.

Another sword suddenly appeared, and it slashed accurately on the thick neck of the yellow dragon, and the fireworks were still splashing.

Beneath the scales, there was blood oozing out.

Huanglong's got a little crazy.

The huge dragon tail continued to sweep through the void, eager to whip the yellow lotus with blood and mud.

Huang Lian's body was extremely dexterous, and with a slight movement of her body, she could easily dodge the attack of the dragon tail.

In the void, a third sword slashed down.

In the midst of the sparks, a single scale fell.

Then the fourth sword was slashed.

It's still the same place on the neck.

Three scales dropped, and one drop of blood dripped down.

The fifth sword.

Eight scales fell and eight drops of blood fell.

The Sixth Sword.

The Seventh Sword.

……

Above the heavenly dome, one sword after another appeared one after another, slashing down on the same position on the neck of the yellow dragon.

Huang Long's crazy roar shook the entire Sword Sect.

But Huang Lian couldn't help it at all.

Hum -

In the void, there was a screeching sound.

Another sword appeared in the void.

This is the eighteenth sword.

The terrifying power carried on the sword body has reached an indescribable level.

On the neck of the yellow dragon, the flesh and blood had become blurred, and the blood was constantly dripping from the small stream.

Huang Lian's expression became extremely solemn.

Put your hands together and make a complex motion.

The speed of the eighteenth sword suddenly increased by a few points.

A roar of rage rang out.

Huang Long's huge body writhed, and he actually fled into the distance.

"Brute...... I want to go. ”

Huang Lian let out an angry shout.

Hands that were put together slammed out.

The eighteenth sword was even more powerful, slashing towards Huang Long's neck.

There is no escape.

The yellow dragon let out a roar of rage.

Seems to be calling for help.

It's like begging for mercy.

Suddenly, a huge ripple appeared above the heavenly dome, and a huge hand reached out.

Just for a moment.

A huge hand appeared in the sky above the Yellow Dragon.

Gently pop out your middle finger.

The eighteenth sword that was slashed down was suddenly like a speck of dust, and it was easily bounced away by the thick fingers, and disappeared into the sky.

Huang Lian's expression couldn't help but change.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

The last style of the Feiliu Eighteen Swords slashes the dragon, emphasizing the unity of human swords, and the power is increased in one go.

The flick that suddenly appeared in the giant hand was to run to slay the dragon, completely cutting off Huang Lian's qi, making Huang Lian also injured a lot.

There was a hint of paleness in his expression.

Huang Lian tried to draw her sword again.

"Humph!"

A cold snort suddenly appeared.

In the voice, with a huge attack power, Huang Lian's body couldn't help but tremble, and a mouthful of blood involuntarily spurted out again.

"It's really a guy who can't help himself, this yellow dragon has been with me for hundreds of years, you actually want to cut it, it's really bold, I don't know whether to live or die. ”

The cold words came again.

Huang Lian's body kept retreating backwards.

His expression became even paler.

Deng Yiming's body moved.

The dreadnought sword in his hand slashed down, and the majestic power suddenly burst out.

Huang Lian finally stopped.

"Those who do not know are not guilty, so why should you press every step of the way? Do not do anything, otherwise you will be damned. ”

Deng Yiming's body was protected in front of Huang Lian's body, and he said in a flat tone.

In the void, there was a brief silence.

"Do it yourself!"

After a long time, a slightly sighing voice came.

Deng Yiming's expression suddenly eased a little.

Above the heavenly dome, the huge yellow dragon twisted its huge head, glanced at the yellow lotus that almost cut itself, and its body moved, disappearing without a trace.

"He came out anyway. ”

Huang Lian's pale expression showed a hint of helplessness, and she said softly.

Deng Yiming glanced at the person who was waiting for the attacker, and said in an extremely calm voice: "There are some things that you and I can't change. ”

Huang Lian nodded lightly and said, "I am unwilling!"

Deng Yiming suddenly showed a smile and said slowly: "We have done our best." ”

Huang Lian bowed her head slightly and said, "That's the only way." ”

……

……

"Deng Yiming and I really don't want to go on a killing spree, as long as your Sword Sect hands over the famous sword and promises not to enter the WTO again within a hundred years, we can not fight. ”

Mu Sen's voice said coldly.

Tie Bodhisattva nodded gently, when he and Deng Yiming were on the bank of the Crescent River, they also talked about wine and talked about the affairs of the world, and there was still a trace of unbearability in their hearts.

Deng Yiming smiled and said, "Everyone...... Do you think that's going to happen?"

No one answered this question.

Because the answer to this question is obvious, it is no.

"I, Deng Yiming, can die, and the Sword Sect can also die, but the backbone of my Sword Sect cannot be bent, so I will be a sinner through the ages, and the people of the Sword Sect can only die standing up, never kneeling. ”

There was a hint of tragedy in Deng Yiming's tone.

Words are like knives.

Shangguan walked forward slowly, the light and shadow in his hand, and said slowly: "What should I do?"

Deng Yiming smiled slowly.

Spit out four words.

- Only to the death!

The words are as heavy as mountains.