This is a dragon, and it is also an extremely powerful existence among many spirit beasts. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info you must know that Jiaolong can become a true dragon soaring in the Nine Heavens if he further generates claws. Jiaolong was obviously very unhappy with a few people disturbing its practice. A pair of big eyes were full of fierce light, and he opened his bloody mouth to face everyone with a loud roar. Tiehu and the others came out of the pile of dead people on the battlefield for a long time, and although they felt danger, they were not afraid. "Isn't it just a big snake with horns? Look at me slashing you," Iron Tiger snorted, holding the knife in both hands above his head. In an instant, the huge length of the sword slashed down with force, and this time it used up the strength of the iron tiger's whole body. The internal force of the whole body seems to be drained. After swinging the knife, Tiehu sweated profusely and gasped for breath.

Martial arts are inherent, and martial artists are different from cultivators. Cultivating true spiritual power has communicated with heaven and earth with spiritual power. It is not uncommon for all cultivators to have sword qi and spiritual brilliance. However, martial artists are different, martial artists practice themselves, only through the muscles and veins of the whole body, can the internal force leave the body and hurt people in the air. The fierce sword qi slashed at Jiaolong's body, and there were bursts of brilliance. "This!" Tie Hu couldn't believe that the Jiaolong with all his strength was not stupid. As if seeing through Tiehu's doubts, Nan Xinyu explained: "A thousand years into a dragon, ten thousand years into a dragon." The dragon didn't know how long it had survived. Such a fierce beast is not something we can deal with."

It was really angry, as a dragon, he had never suffered such an insult. Yes, that's an insult. was invaded by a few mortals to his own territory and provoked himself. The dragontree's stubby tail, which was as thick as a pole, swept towards Jin Haotian and the others, with a whistling sound that tore through the air. If this shot is confirmed, it is estimated that there is no chance of survival. Seeing the huge tail of Jiaolong's rage sweeping towards them, Jin Haotian and the others used all their strength to use the internal force in their bodies, and the figure turned into a streamer and ran towards the entrance. A few soldiers are pitiful. Before they had time to dodge, they didn't have time to scream, and they were directly pumped into blood foam by Jiaolong's blow. "Heart-to-heart, quick!" Jin Haotian shouted eagerly to the south. Nan Xinyu is a woman, and most of the people who practice in Penglai are also the law of the Imperial Spirit, and the escape speed is naturally not as fast as that of the Iron Tigers. The sacrifice of several soldiers not only did not eliminate Jiaolong's anger, but even more stimulated Jiaolong's bloodthirsty nature. Looking at the few people running out, Jiaolong was full of disdain, and in its eyes, these people were just ants. Jiaolong's eyes glowed with blue, and suddenly a chill suddenly spread all around. It was still summer, but snowflakes were floating in the sky, and pieces of snowflakes drifted past Nan Xinyu and others. Just a snowflake hit Nan Xinyu's face, and Nan Xinyu only felt a biting chill. It's cold! This chill that comes out of my heart.

Nan Xinyu had a bad premonition in her heart, and couldn't help shouting, "Hurry up!" ”。 But it turned out that it was too late, Jiaolong looked up to the sky and roared, his eyes were even more cold, and a pair of blue giant pupils looked at the only exit. "Click! Click! The sound of ice shattering echoed through the small valley. I don't know why, maybe it's out of rebellion against death. People always feel very sharp when they are faced with death. "Not good! The exit is going to be sealed! Iron Tiger was furious. The only entrance was now blocked by a curtain of ice that appeared out of thin air. The Iron Tiger slashed towards the ice curtain, but with a crisp sound, it didn't leave any scars. "It seems that we can only win" Junxian's face was cold, he knew that they didn't have a half-point chance of winning. "Jun Xian took out the phoenix feather arrow, and the iron tiger will go up" Jin Haotian's eyes were resolute. He has experienced too many dangers in his life, and he has never given up on himself. He knew that if he had had been shaken even the slightest, he would not have survived today. Looking at the dragon rushing towards them in the distance, although he knew that most of the battle had been lost before it was fought, he still resolutely took out his sword. A sword that is not gorgeous, the three-foot blade of the sword is snow-white. "Kill!" Jin Haotian let out a cold snort, and with his voice was a phoenix roar. The phoenix feather arrow in Junxian's hand came out of the string "Feng Hui". The phoenix feather arrow shot towards the dragon with a fierce flame, and the flames grew bigger and bigger in the air, and finally it could be faintly seen that it was a phoenix burning all over its body. Jin Haotian, the two Iron Tigers ran their internal forces with all their strength, and their figures were like lightning, and they rushed forward with the phoenix feather arrow against the dragon. Jun Xian sat on the ground weakly, and this blow "Feng Hui" used up all his strength. Nan Xinyu hurriedly took out a green pill from his arms, Jun Xian glanced at it and didn't ask much, swallowed it and sat down to recover. Jiaolong heard Feng Ming, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and when he saw that it was just an arrow, it disappeared in an instant. Looking at the phoenix feather arrow that was constantly flying, Jiaolong opened his mouth wide, a blue spiritual power gathered in its mouth, contrary to the phoenix feather arrow, this power was cold, Jiaolong spewed out blue spiritual power, turned into a dragon shape, and there were horns on his head, but there were still no dragon claws. A fire phoenix ice dragon collided without any fancy fancy. Flames flew everywhere, and the unbridled cold caused a layer of frost to freeze all around.

With the huge light of a dragon and a phoenix colliding, Jin Haotian and Tiehu did not attract Jiaolong's attention. In the light, Jin Haotian, Tiehu vaguely saw a huge figure and slashed it hard. The dragon's scales are so hard that their swords only bring up a spark. However, although it would not hurt, the sharp pain still made Jiaolong angry. These ants actually dare to hurt themselves. Jiaolong's anger was even greater, and a few cold ice arrows were shot at the two of them. The two hurriedly resisted with weapons. The blue light in the dragon's eyes brightened and roared at the two of them, this is a dragon that has lived for thousands of years, and the roar of its spiritual power shook the surrounding spiritual power a little sluggish. Fortunately, both of them are martial artists, if they are cultivators who cultivate spiritual power, they are only afraid that their cultivation will be shallow, and they will die here with this roar. You must know that cultivators are closely related to spiritual power. If the spiritual power is weak, the spell will fail, and the spiritual power in the body will not be controlled.

If the spiritual power in the body is not controlled, it is equivalent to a martial artist going mad and the meridians are broken. However, this time also made the two of them stagnate, and they were hit by the fierce ice arrow. The two of them spat blood in unison, and they were knocked out for several meters before they stabilized their bodies. Some of the soldiers who followed were shocked to death by the roar. Jin Haotian, Iron Tiger looked at his weapon, and the two of them involuntarily beat faster. There was a crack in each of their weapons where the ice arrow hit. And at this time, the weapons of the two were completely covered in frost. Thinking that if these few hits hit the body, I am afraid that more than half of this life will be lost. It was just a simple confrontation, Jin Haotian knew that he was defeated, and in a simple confrontation, he and Tiehu were injured, Junxian lost his combat power, and more than half of the soldiers were killed and wounded.