didn't wait for a sword immortal to kneel.

Because Zhang Dingbian's fist is stronger than that of immortals, and because Zhang Dingbian is more sober than Li Ruyu.

Li Ruyu fell into a state of madness, all attacks and defenses were based on instinct, Zhang Dingbian's fist was very fast, so Li Ruyu instinctively gave up borrowing the history of the Spring and Autumn Period of Dayan to make a sword.

Instead, he used the sword of the master against the enemy.

It's just that Li Ruyu didn't invite the Shudao saint, nor did he invite the armored general, but chose to build up momentum for a longer time.

As long as that sword is stored, it can still be hung in the air, even if it is not a big river like the master, hanging a stream like a huge horse in the air, about eight or nine times out of ten.

And Zhang Dingbian's fist is also gaining momentum.

Zhang Dingbian saw the situation more clearly, and also knew how the final blow between each other would be.

But Zhang Dingbian is not a pure martial artist.

He also had blood on the battlefield.

Compared with the peak loneliness of the rivers and lakes, he cares more about killing the enemy simply and effectively, just as he was shot by Chang Yuchun when he was shot.

Therefore, there is no future to the pinnacle battle of accumulating momentum for each other, and once such a situation is formed, Zhang Dingbian will have no certainty of victory.

But now, his fists are on the edge.

There is no reason to wait.

On the battlefield, the fighter plane is fleeting, and any military general will seize the change of advantage that appears in an instant, and take advantage of the victory to pursue and completely tear apart the enemy.

The same is true for Zhang Dingbian.

After blasting out six punches in a row, Li Ruyu's long sword would still bounce backwards, but Li Ruyu's body was already stable and no longer shocked back, and Zhang Dingbian knew that he couldn't give this young man any chance.

When the seventh punch was thrown, the heavens and the earth changed color.

Even though there was a demigod and half-human Mr. Gongsun who deceived the heavens, a blood-red thunder fell from the sky.

The alien Zhang Dingbian, after alarming the heavens, the thunder fell, directly over the red and white, blue and purple, but blood red, if that fist climbed again, I am afraid that it will be colorful and colorless thunder.

Will there be that moment?

The colorful and colorless thunder are all for the sages.

Zhang Dingbian swung out the seventh punch, changing from the previous fast as lightning, as if it was extremely slow, so slow that the turtle speed visible to the naked eye, but it was still full of indescribable domineering.

There is a big punch to give up who is domineering.

Although there are thousands of swords in front of me, if I am alone with one punch, no one can stop me, and the sword cannot be stopped.

Heaven and earth are unstoppable.

This punch is like a sage posture.

Even a person with poor eyesight can clearly see in the moonlight that Zhang Dingbian's clenched fist is filled with blood-colored smoke, swirling around the fist.

Although the night wind hunts strongly, the blood-colored smoke cannot be blown by the wind if it is substantial.

The fist wrapped in blood-colored smoke seemed to advance inch by inch, and it seemed that before half a foot could be blasted, Li Ruyu's long sword would slash into Zhang Dingbian's head, splitting it in two.

However, that fist was actually faster than common sense, and everyone obviously saw that the fist was very slow, but when Li Ruyu's long sword slashed, that fist just hit the blade.

A moment of silence.

After a moment, the energy suddenly exploded.

Above the sky, the sound of the wind was heard first, and then the sound of the waves of the river was heard, and the sound of the tsunami was generally far away in a row.

The blood-colored smoke swirling around Zhang Dingbian's fist rose like flames, and turned into a giant of a hideous beast: the two horns were engraved with the traces of time, the big mouth was angry, the whiskers were like snakes, and the fangs were long.

The beast giant tore at the blade of its sword and marched forward like madness.

The blood-colored smoke was dragged out of its tracks, like the body of a huge long snake, and when it was connected with the head, it became a totemic beast that was extremely familiar to everyone present, and even everyone in the world.

Dragon!

A blood-colored dragon.

The cage mouth bit the long sword, wanting to devour Li Ruyu.

In the trumpet of the sea in the sky, there is a looming dragon roar, which is domineering.

Zhang Dingbian at this moment is like a dragon.

The dragon is a creature, no one has ever seen it throughout the ages, it only exists in legends, it has always been a royal totem, and any emperor not only boasts of the Son of Heaven, but also claims to be the true Son of the Dragon.

Even many founding emperors are beautifying themselves with this kind of legend, for example, when Dayan Taizu founded the country, there was a legend of turning into a real dragon body and killing evil ghosts with Baili Chunxiang at night patrolling the border.

There were many rumors and witnesses back then, but how many people have actually seen them?

Most of them are historians or folk rumors.

Another example is the founding Taizu of Daliang, after Chen Qiao's mutiny and the yellow robe was added, the folk also began to rumor, saying that Taizu's father was working at home in the early years, and suddenly saw a divine bird in the sky, and the corners of his mouth called "The night dragon swims in the water, and the one who swallows the remains of the ancestors wins the world".

Zhao Taizu's father was in love.

Unfortunately, there was also a family surnamed Yang who heard this at that time.

So this night, the two of them went to dig up the ancestral grave, dug up the bones of the ancestors, wrapped them with things, and went to the river outside the village together to wait for the night dragon to swim in the water, and in the middle of the night, the man of the Yang family fell asleep, and in a trance, the night dragon appeared in the river.

Zhao Taizu's father jumped into the water and swam towards the night dragon.

The man of the Yang family was awakened by the sound of the water and was a step late, but he also jumped into the water to give Yang Jiabo a future.

Zhao Taizu's father, who took the lead, successfully threw the bones of the ancestors into the mouth of the night dragon, but the men of the Yang family were unwilling and hung the bones of the ancestors on the dragon horns of the night dragon.

Of course, it was very dangerous, but it worked.

On the second day, Zhao Taizu's mother was weaving cloth at home, and suddenly heard a bird's sound outside, which was very pleasant to the ear, and said: "The son of the Zhao family, the Yang family, the Zhao family has been in the world for thousands of years." ”

The Zhao family was so poor that it jingled, and when Zhao Taizu's mother heard that the bird was still calling like this, she was very angry, so she knocked on the side of the pot with chopsticks and said: "Don't talk about ten thousand years, three hundred years is fine!" ”

However, the bird was actually changed by the Stove King Bodhisattva, and he came to report to the Zhao and Yang families, and when he heard the Zhao family's mother request, he had to go to heaven and say to the Jade Emperor: "The mother of the Zhao family said that she only wants to be the emperor for three hundred years." The Jade Emperor thought for a while and said, "Everyone else wants to do it for a few more years, but it's good for her, but if you want to do less, just rely on her." ”

In this way, Zhao Taizu was able to add the yellow robe to the founding of the country.

And because the people of the Yang family hung the bones of their ancestors on the dragon's horns, they couldn't be emperors and could only be generals.

But they are only 300 years.

It is because of this that there will be the matter of Jianyan Nandu, as for why half of the country continues, and then there is the Yue family's feat of restoring mountains and rivers, what magical things happened in it, there are also rumors among the people.

Of course, it has something to do with Daliang Gaozong.

Therefore, the dragon is a symbol of the Son of Heaven in this world, and even in many worlds.

However, at this moment, Zhang Dingbian's fist intent actually outlined a dragon.

It's incredible.

In everyone's opinion, even in the eyes of Ximen Qing and Mr. Gongsun, Zhang Dingbian is not virtuous and incompetent, and no one understands why Zhang Dingbian is linked to the dragon.

Only Zhang Dingbian is clear.

He should have been a dragon, if he hadn't been bound by Taoyuan's righteousness, if he hadn't been trapped in the word righteousness, he would have been able to take over the military power from the hands of his righteous brother Chen Youliang back then, and he would never have made the mistake of his righteous brother Chen Youliang with his own ability, and there was great hope for defeating Lai Tou Monk and becoming the founding ancestor.

I, Zhang Dingbian, was the first fierce general at the end of the Yuan Dynasty.

What Wang Baobao, what often meets spring, in front of my Zhang Dingbian, it is not enough to mention!

However, he was trapped in the word righteousness after all.

It is better to die than to break righteousness.

Even after the death of his brother-in-law, he did not kill his brother-in-law's second son Chen Li and replace him, but wanted to learn from the Three Kingdoms Wolong and assist Chen Li to make a comeback to fight for the world, but it is a pity that God's will makes people.

He is not Wolong, and Chen Li is not Liu Chan.

A punch is like a dragon, how strong such a fist is, the answer is obvious.

Li Ruyu's sword can't stop the dragon fist!

The arrogant fist, wrapped in the wild blood-colored dragon-shaped fist intent, hit the blade with one punch, and the domineering absolute power directly pushed the long sword towards Li Ruyu's chest.

There was a crisp sound in the air of the bones and joints of Li Ruyu's wrists.

Almost instantly, the blood-colored fist intent hit Li Ruyu's chest, and he saw the young man's figure flying down dozens of meters away like a kite, and the person was still in the air, so he spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

Zhang Dingbian closed his fist in surprise.

The boy didn't even die?!

Although this punch is not full force, it is still very certain to beat Wang Chongshi to death, although the young man is a little stronger than Wang Chongshi, but his previous sword momentum was not gathered to the peak, and he was hit by his unexpected punch, it is said that if he is not bombarded and torn apart, at least he should be cut off.

Why is the boy still as stable as a mountain after landing?

And......

Zhang Dingbian frowned, and a feeling of uneasiness rose in his heart.

Something seemed wrong with the boy.

The previous young man's eyes were red, which was forced by the spring poison, but at this moment, the young man's eyes were still red, but it was the kind of blood-red redness, this kind of blood red, there was only one possibility: bloodthirsty killing intent.

The young man's body began to exude a wild killing intent.

Stronger in the face of strength?

Zhang Dingbian no longer knows how to describe the young man who just vomited blood after being punched by himself, and even has the illusion that what he is about to face is no longer this young man, but a general who is invincible on the battlefield like himself.

Why?

Zhang Dingbian couldn't figure it out.

Zhang Dingbian didn't understand, the rest of the people didn't know why, only one person saw a hint of clues, the black-clothed gunman who was standing in the corner, and there was no one in a radius of more than ten meters around.

The black-clothed gunman stared at Li Ruyu silently, feeling the killing intent that was gradually spreading, and muttered to himself in some surprise, "Could it be that this young man still has the soul of a warrior who is unparalleled?" ”

He immediately shook his head, "There are only a handful of such people, could it be ......?"

Staring at the young man carefully, the black-clothed gun-wielding man's expression became more and more excited, and he smiled, "If the overlord is here, he will probably be very happy." "After all, only the overlord can be regarded as a chess opponent and a good talent with that person.

Merely...... The boy is still a teenager, not the person he imagined.

Perhaps, it will have to wait.

Waiting for the boy to really transform into that person.

The black-clothed gunman whispered and laughed, Next, as long as Zhang Dingbian continues to oppress the young man like this, some unexpected changes will occur sooner or later, but I don't know what the situation will be at that time.

That person, I also yearn for a long time.

It's a pity that I, like the overlord, was born decades late.

was knocked away by Zhang Dingbian's dragon fist, Li Ruyu's qi and blood rolled, and his internal organs were as hot as if they had been displaced, but at this moment, he

If you want to go crazy, you are not sane.

The heart that was already oppressed by spring poison wanted to find an outlet more and more.

At this moment, Li Ruyu, no matter who he faced, was not afraid of death and drew his sword against him, even if he faced Yue Dan, he would pounce without thinking, and anyone standing in front of Li Ruyu could not stop him from drawing his sword.

The young man shouted angrily, and suddenly moved.

The young man shot at Zhang Dingbian like an arrow, and after the sword in front of him, countless afterimages were dragged out, as fast as an arrow off the string.

And it wasn't until Li Ruyu stabbed out with a sword that the afterimages in place disappeared one by one.

That's an appalling speed.

What is even more surprising is that where Li Ruyu swept over, a deep ditch was left on the ground, and the top of Lanshan Mountain seemed to have been ploughed by a farmer with a plough to cut a scar.

Li Ruyu stabbed out with a sword.

The sword light exploded.

This sword is not the master's splitting sword, not Lao Tie's sword drawing technique, nor Li Ruyu's own sword, but the ten-mile sword of the Tsing Yi Xiucai - a ten-mile sword with its shape and potential, but no god.

But at this moment, Li Ruyu is not much weaker than when Qingyi Xiucai fought against Yue Dan outside Yulin.

It's still full of one-hit killing.

This is the situation of Li Ruyu tonight.

Wang Chongshi's sword is majestic, as heavy as a big city, Li Ruyu borrowed the history of Dayan from the years, and used a thicker sword to break Wang Chongshi's sword.

Zhang Dingbian's fist was swift and full of unstoppable domineering, and Li Ruyu borrowed the sword of the Tsing Yi Xiucai.

Domineering, hard and domineering.

Zhang Dingbian laughed, "It's good to come!" ”

Until this moment, Zhang Dingbian really ignited the fierce fighting spirit, your sword is domineering, my fist is even more domineering, the brave wins when you meet on the narrow road, I will completely beat you with my fist.

Zhang Dingbian punches.

On the top of Lanshan Mountain, under the bright moon, the sword shines in all directions, and the fist wind rolls up the flat post.

The domineering sword and domineering fist completely replaced the figures of the two, as strong as Ah Mu and the black-clothed gunman, and they could only vaguely see the figures of the two, and the rest of the people could almost only see the sword light that exploded everywhere and the fists that fell everywhere.

The muffled sound continued.

The sword light collided with the fist in the air, and in the next second, it collided with the fist on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the sword light and fist appeared in the crowd again, and the agitated force exploded the crowd like a water wave, and in a blink of an eye, the sword light and fist appeared at a higher altitude.

The wind gusted, and the sword groaned.

The sky dome landed one after another blood-colored thunder, but they were all shattered under the agitation of sword light or fist intent, and they couldn't touch the bodies of the two people at all, just adding a bit of mythology to this pinnacle battle.

In the meantime, the dragon's groans continued to flow, and in the end, everyone could not even see the fist, only a blood-colored dragon, roaring fiercely and wanting to tear the long sword apart.

When the long sword exploded, the sword-wielding young man wanted to slay the dragon on the top of Lan Mountain.

Under Lan Mountain, there is a fortune teller climbing the mountain, carrying a hexagram flag, on the book with four characters, Yun lightly smiled and glanced at the top of the mountain, pinched his fingers like flying and calculated, and sneered, "A pseudo dragon ear." ”

Immediately, he was impressed, "He is also a respectable person, worthy of being a pseudo-dragon!" ”