1845. Leng Xuan VS Lan Ming Sword 5

Immediately, I saw the golden dragon composed of spiritual energy fly out of the dragon descending staff one by one, hovering in the air. After that, those dragons circled around Lan Mingjian, rushing towards him from all directions. Lan Mingjian's eyes froze, and then he pinched a sword trick. Suddenly, a dazzling light burst out from the long sword, and the light became bigger and bigger, and in an instant, his whole body was enveloped in it, like a transparent protective shield. The dragons summoned by Leng Xuan slammed head-on one by one, and when the dragon touched the protective shield, it immediately turned into a ball of light and disappeared without a trace.

But every time a dragon vanished, the light of the shield diminished a little. When the more than ten giant dragons all turned into mustaches in front of the protective shield, the protective shield of the Lan Ming Sword was already crumbling. At this moment, the Lan Ming Sword in the protective shield suddenly heard a loud roar, and he hurriedly looked up, only to see Leng Xuan holding the dragon descending staff in both hands in mid-air, falling from the sky, vigorously waving the dragon descending staff and smashing it down, instantly smashing the protective shield into pieces. Lan Mingjian only felt a tightness in his chest, and took a few steps back before he stopped his figure. He quickly took a breath and calmed down the churning qi and blood in his body.

Leng Xuan stood opposite, dancing the dragon descending staff and said indifferently: "There are four more moves." Lan Mingjian nodded lightly and said, "You are very powerful, I haven't seen such an outstanding young man as you for a long time." With such outstanding achievements at your current age, if it were another ten or twenty years, there would definitely be a place for you in the cultivation realm. After speaking, he slowly raised the long sword, and suddenly, he saw that the long sword was like a folding fan, and suddenly opened to both sides.

Leng Xuan immediately raised his guard and held the dragon descending staff across his chest. From Lan Mingjian's starting style, he already sensed that the other party was about to make a special move. Sure enough, I saw Lan Mingjian slowly speak: "Leng Xuan, the next two moves are our Lan family's secret sword, if you can take these two moves, then today's agreement will be considered as you've reached, how about it?"

Leng Xuan's eyes flashed with a hint of vigilance, and he nodded and said, "No problem." As soon as his words fell, he saw that the long sword in Lan Mingjian's hand suddenly turned into a hundred, and then into a hundred, and then into a thousand, and a thousand into thousands. For a while, all the heavens and the earth were filled with the sharp sword of the Lan Ming Sword. Standing dozens of meters away, the dragon head and Ling Tian suddenly felt a huge pressure โ–กโ–ก, even if they were cultivators in the late stage of the heartbeat, they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. The two looked at each other for a moment, then quickly stepped back. It wasn't until more than 100 meters out that the pressure became smaller. The dragon head wiped a cold sweat and said: "This Lan family is really powerful, the blue sword secret sword is estimated to be the Lan family's Zhen clan swordsmanship, and I don't know if Leng Xuan can resist it." โ€

Hearing this, Ling Tian also said in a deep voice, "If the two of us face this kind of attack, I'm afraid we won't even have a chance to defend ourselves." Alas...... In the half-step spiritual silence period, we are hopeless in this life. โ€

At this moment, Leng Xuan looked at the thousands of sharp swords in the sky, and couldn't help but sink his face. He was under the attack of the other party, and all the terrifying coercion was received by him, which made him a little breathless. He slowly raised the dragon descending staff, his mind moved slightly, and suddenly he saw that the dragon descending staff gradually emitted a burst of golden light. The golden dragon carved on the dragon staff seemed to be resurrected, and it slowly flew up from the dragon staff. After breaking away from the dragon descending staff, the golden dragon quickly flew into the air, and its size continued to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.