After racking his brains and exhausting all kinds of methods, but there was still no way to find out the source of the feeling of watching like a man's back, after some hysterical venting, Ying Long's emotions slowly calmed down, and he let out a long breath, his pair of bloody pupils turned, and finally stared at Ye Chu's body.

Ying Long retracted his wings, shook his head and tail, his huge body swam, lingering in the strong wind, like a mountain made of silver, slowly descending from the sky, sharp claws as sharp as knives poked out, and leaned towards Ye Chu, who was lying on the corpse.

"Heh......" A chuckle sounded, and Ying Long, who had been nervous, "Wow!" He spread his wings, and the falling figure soared into the air, looking around in disbelief.

A faint cyan color flashed out of the void, but before Ying Long could take a look, it was a sword light as bright and dazzling as starlight, with boundless monstrous killing intent, breaking through the sky, running through the entire long sky, in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Ying Long, in its eyes that flashed with fear and horror, this sword light tore apart the cold wind that lingered around it, and hit Ying Long's huge body hard.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! In a series of continuous golden and iron sounds, one after another sword marks appeared on Ying Long's body, dense sword marks almost covered his entire body, silver-white scale armor cracked and shattered piece by piece, and blurred flesh and blood splashed out of these sword marks.

"Aang!" The terrible roar of the dragon revealed endless pain, and the intense pain surged up. Ying Long's huge body rolled and fluttered wildly in mid-air, stirring up the changes in the wind and clouds, stirring up bursts of bloody rain and bloody winds, falling straight down, and the rich and pungent smell of blood scattered with the wind.

The cyan figure on the ground raised its eyes lazily, and gently glanced at Ying Long, who was tossing wildly, and then didn't pay much attention to it. coughed lightly, walked slowly towards Ye Chu, and bent over. Pulled Ye Chu's wrist.

A moment later. The man's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he turned his hand and took out a pill as big as a dragon's eye and stuffed it into Ye Chu's mouth, probing a little at Ye Chu's throat, and the pill fell down her throat. With this elixir exerted its medicinal effect. Ye Chu's breath was still very weak. But it's a little stronger. It's no longer intermittent, as if it will be broken at any time. After holding Ye Chu's breath, the man reached out again and took out a few pills of different colors. A stream of brains was stuffed into Ye Chu's mouth.

The sharp sound of breaking the air was overwhelming, the cyan figure coughed slightly, tilted his head slightly, and his eyes fell lightly on Ying Long, who pounced on him, the voice was soft and harmless, but the content was very polite, "Is there not enough blood?" Or is the pain not bad enough, are you sure you want to take another sword? Unhurriedly, he raised his hand, and a little bit of sword light surged out on the raised white fingertips, and a sharp aura with cold killing intent spread towards Ying Long at an extremely fast speed.

The sword just now ...... "Hiss!" Ying Long gasped fiercely, and the power was transformed into a deep pain, which was clearly imprinted on its body, making it tremble involuntarily, and its swooping body staggered.

The sword light that was reflected into its pupils was like candlelight, and there was no threat, but it was a piercing chill all over its body, surging to every corner of its body, this feeling like falling into an ice cellar, so that Ying Long's surging anger was extinguished at once, and at the moment when it was angry, the pain and near-death feeling that was pressed down by the anger in its heart surged up like a tide, Ying Long swallowed his saliva hard, and imperceptibly shrunk his claws.

Pausing in mid-air, Ying Long's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the person in front of him, his weak and thin body, covered with a wide cyan robe that swayed slightly in the wind, and the whole person swayed like a green lotus. The facial features on her face are fine, her cheeks are red, her eyebrows are frowning, and her peach blossom eyes are slightly raised.

It's just such a little woman who is nothing special, and the little woman whose small body is not enough to stuff her teeth can send out such a sword and force it back?! This is not immortal cultivation! Just when Ying Long's heart was gloomy, its eyes were on the woman's gaze, which looked a little cold at first glance, but when he looked carefully, he could feel the coldness that seemed to be like ice, with a cold feeling that would not melt for thousands of years! Even though his whole body was covered with heavy scale armor, Ying Long still couldn't help shrinking his neck, this kind of coldness was the cold that pierced straight into the bone marrow!

This female cultivator just stood there quietly, whether it was her eyes or her face, there was no trace of sharpness on her body, there was no threat at all, the whole person looked harmless, and it was this harmlessness that made Ying Long's claws shrink and shrink, and its heart became more and more hesitant and uneasy.

In the silent confrontation between this person and a dragon, Ye Chu, who was lying there like a dead dog, his fingers twitched slightly, he slowly opened his eyes, and his unwavering gaze swept lightly, as if he didn't notice the tense atmosphere in front of him, and the flesh and blood on the ground, his arm gently supported the ground, Ye Chu slowly stood up, silently withdrew his gaze, covered his mouth and coughed gently.

After that, a cold killing intent suddenly surged out of her body, Ye Chu slowly raised her head, looked at Ying Long hovering in mid-air, and flicked the long sword full of cracks in her hand with her fingers, in the slightly dull sound of the sword, she slowly raised her arm, raised her sword, and a cold sword light flashed out on the long sword in her hand.

Tugging the corners of his mouth, revealing a sneer, Ye Chu's hoarse voice that seemed to have rubbed a handful of sand sounded faintly, "Come on!" War! Now it's two to one, let's see if you die first, or we die first! ”

it! Hearing this, Ying Long's face became gloomy, he closed his mouth tightly, and swallowed back a mouthful of old blood with hatred, the whole dragon felt bad, it really had never seen anyone before, and it could say such a shameless thing as a beating, so natural and justified!

But...... Ying Long blinked, and a solemnity gradually turned up in his eyes. (To be continued.) )