The golden dragon behind Xiao Feng seemed to be afraid, but he used his roar to cheer himself up.

Xiao He gradually raised his head, and Xiao Feng found that a smile appeared on the corner of Xiao He's mouth.

Years of experience told Xiao Feng that next, his end.

However, Xiao Feng also gritted his teeth and urged "Kanglong has regrets" to the extreme he could achieve.

The first form of dragon descent has the same name as the eighteenth style, but the first style emphasizes "hyper" and does not emphasize "regret", while the eighteenth style emphasizes "repentance" and not "hyper".

The mystery of the eighteenth palm is to completely accumulate the momentum of the first seventeen palms, condense them, and form a palm power, like endless waves, with endless stamina.

Descending the dragon, but also with this eighteenth palm can compete with the power of the world, and won the reputation of the world's fierceness.

However, when I ran into Xiao He's "Deadly Serial Three Immortal Swords", I was afraid that I would .......

How fierce the golden dragon is, Xiao He handled it calmly, and the other three phantoms around him invariably merged into Xiao He's body.

Xiao He, who suddenly received the four major sword moves (including the Immortal Slashing Style), was completely restrained in his life-threatening aura that should have been suffocating.

At the same time, Xiao He gradually pulled out the Rose Sword.

As the rose sword was unsheathed, clusters of rose flowers began to emanate from the sword.

The special effect of the rose flower is that the more power it is infused, the more the rose flower will appear.

It didn't take long for the roses to be sprinkled all over the land around Xiao He.

This scene is also the first time that many players who know the special effects of the Rose Sword have seen it!

Airplanes......

At the moment when the blade completely left the scabbard, a wave that didn't sound big, but made people's eardrums hurt, sent out from the rose sword.

Xiao He's figure disappeared in an instant.

Roar!

Xiao Feng's "Kanglong has regrets" was finally issued.

A thunderous roar sounded in the air.

The voice came and went as fast as it came.

At this time, Xiao Feng was still maintaining the posture of his palm, and Xiao He's figure appeared behind him.

Smack...... Smack.....

The golden dragon that was still flying before stopped in the air, and its body gradually shattered and dissipated.

Everyone watching this battle was completely stunned and speechless.

It took a long time for Huang Yaoshi on the city wall to gasp:

"This, this, this Xiao He, that, Huashan Sword Sect's life-threatening serial three immortal swords? How can it be? ”

Yang Guo: "Alas..... Dragon, we're really old. ”

Xiaolongnu: "Okay, I'm not old. ”

Even if she is an indifferent little dragon girl, she will not admit that she is old, because, in a woman's mind, being old is ...... It's ugly.

Guo Jing sighed: "Xiao Feng's dragon descending is indeed a cut above me, and the power of this eighteenth palm, the pinnacle, is close at hand." ”

"Wow! Wow! This stinky boy, I didn't use all my strength when I fought with the old man! Don't you look down on me! ”

The old naughty boy was the most exaggerated, slapping the guardrail frantically with his hands, jumping up and down, and his face was flushed with anger.

Huang Rong: "Old naughty boy, you save it, if Xiao He Shaoxia uses all his strength, I don't know if my Peach Blossom Island's Nine Spice Jade Dew Pill can save you." ”

The old urchin buried his head: "I, I'll just talk about it." ”

Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending VS Deadly Serial Three Immortal Swords.

The ending is still the same as in the previous life.

The superior is peerless, and the world is shocked in one fell swoop.

The Rose Sword and the Rose Scabbard automatically detached from Xiao He's hands, and the blade retracted its scabbard and flew to Xiao He's back.

With a burst of white light, Xiao Qianwei came out of the rose sword, stood in front of Xiao He, and looked at Xiao He.

"Wow, Daddy, what's wrong with you......"

Seeing Xiao He's hands bloody, Xiao Qianwei cried all of a sudden, standing there, stretching out her little hand to do something, but she didn't know what to do.

In the end, Xiao Qianwei could only cry while pursing her small mouth and blowing on Xiao He's hands, hoping to alleviate Xiao He's pain.

"Qianwei is good, Dad is fine."

Strong moves will be self-harming, this is an eternal phenomenon.

Even if Xiao He's four-dimensional attribute has the increase of the Rose Sword, it is comparable to the late stage of the Divine Xuan Realm, even if "Nine Yin and Nine Yang" has a strong recovery ability and pressure resistance.

Injuries still cannot be completely avoided.

What's more, this is a tough confrontation with the "Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon", which is close to the peak.

The tearing of the muscles of the hands and the damage to the meridians are already good results.

Of course, in the final stage, Xiao He, who originally broke Xiao Feng's eighteenth palm, still had room to go, could take advantage of this to seriously injure Xiao Feng.

However, Xiao He forcibly withdrew, causing him to suffer a lot of internal injuries.

It's a martial arts competition, and the point is up......

Xiao He doesn't matter anyway, as long as it is not the death of the character, even if there is no medicine, Xiao He can heal his injuries on his own with "Nine Yin and Nine Yang".

As long as it is not the kind of injury that is certain to die, the healing ability of "Nine Yin and Nine Yang" can already be compared to Emperor Shakti's "Sacred Heart Formula".

The dragon ring flashed, and a bunch of healing pills spilled on the ground.

Xiao He: "Qianwei, help me rub the medicine, I can't use my hands now." ”

"Okay."

Xiao Qianwei squatted down and picked up all the healing medicines.

The NPCs who had been watching the battle on the city wall also rushed over.

Guo Jing: "Xiao He Shaoxia, this...."

Xiao He hurriedly shook his head: "Be quiet." ”

Xiao He gestured to Xiao Feng with his eyes.

Only then did they find that Xiao Feng still maintained the posture of the previous palm.

Xiao He said to Huang Rong:

"I'll go to the side to heal the wounds first, you help Xiao Feng's predecessor protect the Fa, don't get close to anyone around, he is comprehending."

Huang Rong Bingxue was smart, so she naturally understood it and nodded again and again.

Xiao He smiled and led Xiao Qianwei to distance himself slightly.

found a dead tree stump, Xiao He sat down, leaned his back against the stump, looked at Xiao Qianwei in front of him with tears dripping, and said with a smile:

"Crybaby, why are you still crying? Did you drink too much water today? ”

"I'm not a crybaby."

Xiao Qianwei retorted and wiped her face with the back of her hand, but dropped the healing medicine she was holding in her arms to the ground.

"Oops."

Xiao Qianwei hurriedly squatted down, put all the healing medicines in place, and muttered:

"Stinky daddy, you're hurt like this and you still have to make fun of me, why are you so careless......"

Xiao He found that Xiao Qianwei seemed to be a little nagging, and that little mouth was non-stop.

However, to Xiao He's surprise, Xiao Qianwei's talent in medical skills seems to be a bit against the sky.

Those healing medicines were opened by Xiao Qianwei one by one, and put them in front of her nose and sniffed.

In the end, Xiao Qianwei actually arranged these medicines.

Pouring out the first medicine and putting it in the palm of her hand, Xiao Qianwei said: "Daddy, it hurts a little, you bear with it, if this medicine is rubbed, the medicine in the back will not hurt when you rub it." ”

Xiao He knew that this healing medicine had a strong calming and pain-relieving effect.

Xiao Qianwei carefully dipped her fingers in the liquid medicine and gently touched the wounds on Xiao He's hands, blowing while pointing.

Next, the second and third flavors......

Xiao Qianwei was extremely patient, and applied a total of eight flavors of medicine to Xiao He.

Xiao He sighed: "Alas, Qianwei is filial." ”

"Of course."

Xiao Qianwei squinted her eyes and replied.

Xiao He felt it, usually he just applied these healing pills casually, but this time, it seemed that after Xiao Qianwei's application sequence, the wound not only did not hurt anymore, but even recovered much faster, so he couldn't help asking:

"Qianwei, how do you know the effect of this medicine?"

"I smell it, Dad, don't you forget, I'm a rose!"

After being reminded by Xiao Qianwei, Xiao He suddenly realized, but he forgot that Xiao Qianwei was a rose flower that had lived for 15,000 years, what medicine she couldn't smell?

(End of chapter)