The picture composed of colorful streamers pulsed endlessly in front of her eyes, Ye Chu's eyelashes trembled slightly, her distorted face stretched, and a smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.

As the smile became more and more intense, Ye Chu's cheeks jumped with two faint flushes, and her chest was beating and rising slightly, obviously her mood was excited at this moment.

These pictures record a battle, a dragon and tiger fight that Ye Chu has only seen in his life! One side of the battle was a mighty, majestic, and fierce five-clawed dragon god, while the other side was shocked by Ye Chu, that is......

A sword!

A blood-red sword!

Compared to the dragon entrenched in the clouds, this blood-red sword was not as thick as one of its legs, but its momentum was not inferior at all!

The sharp momentum on the long sword made people feel a stinging feeling of being cut in their eyes at a glance, and they didn't dare to look at it a second time. The aura of tyranny and murder that pervaded it, although it only existed in the picture, could still make Ye Chu see that there seemed to be countless souls entangled on it, and he could smell the strong smell of blood on the tip of his nose!

Of course, what shocked Ye Chu the most was that there was a wide-open blood pupil carved upright on the hilt of the sword!

This is......

Although the size is different and the color is different, the eerie and violent cold light fluctuations revealed in it often appear in Ye Chu's heart from time to time, and she will never admit her mistake. It was the one who had stripped her of a layer of skin, making her almost want to die with it, and was being suppressed by layers of formation sword intent, and now she was thrown into her Qiankun Ring. That blood-colored jade pupil!

On one side is the dragon god with bright and indifferent eyes, dressed in golden scale armor, and five sharp claws like daggers. Moving, the wind and thunder scenery from the ground, the majestic mountains are leveled in an instant, and the vast sea is Cangtian in a blink of an eye. Quiet, it is as majestic as a mountain, the huge body stands proudly, the momentum is compelling, and it seems that the sky is overturned and it is difficult to shake.

On one side was a long sword with a blood-colored tyrannical aura dancing around it. It's like being held in a pair of invisible hands. Hanging high in the air, the tip of the sword was slightly raised, pointing straight at the dragon, and the raging killing aura overflowed. In the surrounding space, one gray and white spatial rift after another was torn out.

The momentum on both sides of the confrontation fluctuated. Ye Chu is extremely familiar. She suddenly had a very strong feeling in her heart. Nine percent of the bones of this dragon god are because of this sword, and the fate of this sword. It's not much better!

The picture moved slowly, and Ye Chu was calm.

"Aang!" The giant dragon raised its head violently, and a thunderous dragon roar that stirred up the nine heavens and clouds resounded! Suddenly the wind and thunder were gathered, the wind was loud, and the thunder was bursting.

And at this time, the blood-red long sword also trembled slightly, and a sword roar full of anger suddenly sounded, and the blood-colored long sword was like a blood-red lightning, cutting through the sky, tearing the wind and thunder, and slashing fiercely on the broad back of the dragon god.

"Poof!" Yellow blood gushed out like a fountain, and the scales cast from steel and iron were as fragile as thin pieces of paper, and could be broken by the snap of a finger under the sword. The blood-red long sword was deeply inserted into the dragon's back, straight into the handle, and rushed out from the dragon's abdomen.

At this time, Ye Chu's brows furrowed fiercely, and a sharp pain that was pierced suddenly appeared on her body, and her body was slightly weak, as if every strand of Xuanhuang dragon blood like a pillar was flowing from her body.

Raising his head slightly, Ye Chu saw that the giant dragon raised its hideous huge head high, and let out a "Ang!" With an angry roar, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, the wind and clouds changed color, the mountains fell and the ground cracked, the five dragon claws opened, and the sharp nails were wrapped in the cold light of the cold, and they grabbed the blood-red long sword fiercely like a long knife.

Several bright lightning bolts pierced the sky, "Bell! Clang! Clang! A series of golden and iron resounding in this world, the blood-colored long sword is very small and slender compared to the dragon, it should be able to dodge the dragon's attack very smartly, but it can't avoid it, as if it is locked, and it is hard to be hit by the dragon's claws again and again.

A trace of blood light overflowed from the long sword, and a cloud of blood mist exploded in the air, as if the long sword was bleeding, Ye Chu's eyes narrowed slightly, she actually saw that the blood-colored pupils on the sword hilt seemed to shrink in pain, extremely spiritual.

"Bell!" The blood-colored sword swirled and flew out, slamming into the ground, "Hum! Airplanes! The red light on the sword dimmed slightly.

"Aang!" The huge dragon body is entrenched in the clouds, covering the sky and the sun, and the head is as big as a small mountain, even if it has a huge blood hole that penetrates the body, but its momentum is still vertical and horizontal, and it is arrogant.

A dragon and a sword, which were evenly matched, tested each other, and after a short rest, they slammed into one place again. "Bell! Clang! Clang! The sound of gold and iron resonated together, and the yellow blood in the sky flew out, and the red mist burst out.

There were more and more holes in the dragon god's body, and the blood holes in the body were more and more like honeycombs, and the yellow blood sprayed out like a spirit stone. According to common sense, the dragon's self-healing ability is extremely strong, but the blood hole pierced by this blood-colored long sword shows no signs of healing.

The blood-colored long sword was also extremely seriously injured, and the slender sword body was covered with dense cracks like spider webs, and the blade of the sword was even more pitted and cracked out one after another jagged gaps. The gorgeous blood was dim, and the sword body of the cold was dull.

It's just a moment of work, and the two sides that are extremely strong are actually losing both sides and ending up together. But between the two, it is as if there is a deep hatred, no one refuses to retreat half a point, even if the body is broken and scarred, it is still painless, tirelessly hitting one place again and again, fighting.

With his eyes narrowed slightly, Ye Chu deeply imprinted in his mind the scene in front of him where you came and I fought endlessly. Although the actions of the battle between them are simple and rough, the slash and stab, and the collision are extremely simple, faintly carrying a kind of rhyme that Ye Chu can't see clearly and can't explain now.

"Bang!" The slender red sword light collided with the golden dragon, and a mushroom cloud like a nuclear explosion rose into the sky...... (To be continued......)