Jian Fengyun, what's wrong, looking for death?

At this time, the sword wind and clouds were calm, as if only a slightly stronger wind could blow him down.

"Hehe, you know you can't beat me, and you want to die?" Long Xing smiled coldly, his face showed a touch of murderous aura, as soon as he saw Jian Fengyun's face, he remembered the scene when he was cut off by Jian Fengyun's sword before the Southern Ancient Forbidden Land.

Although his arm was connected, the killing intent in his heart seemed to have not diminished at all.

"Even if you want to die, I will let you die a bad death!" Long Xing spat out a vicious voice from his mouth, stretched out his hand to grab it, and a long sword emitting golden light fell into his hand.

As soon as the golden light sword fell into his hand, a phantom figure wearing an ancient dragon robe appeared behind Long Xing, the phantom was transformed by golden light, and the power of the monarch rose to the sky, and the monarch's phantom was a young man, holding a golden sword, like the god of war descending.

"The appearance of the Emperor Longxing when he was young, this is ...... The sword of the Dragon Emperor when he was young! Baili Jingwen saw this phantom and white face suddenly showed a look of horror, and her beautiful eyes and eyelashes trembled faintly.

The most famous emperor of the Dragon Elephant Ancient Clan, just hundreds of thousands of years ago, was famous in all domains, and that was the only peerless emperor of the Dragon Elephant Ancient Clan, the Dragon Walking Emperor!

Emperor Longxing, his life was like a dragon traveling the world, proud of the Ten Thousand Domains, and even became the first person in the Ten Thousand Domains at that time.

The inheritance of the Dragon Elephant Ancient Clan can be traced back to the ancient times, and in that era of terrifying creatures and thousands of races, the Dragon Elephant Ancient Clan has already stood tall and famous, in the midst of the desolation of ten thousand domains.

Moreover, the Emperor Longxing is a shocking figure who came out of this ancient force, breaking through the realm of the Spirit Monarch at the age of ninety and proclaiming himself the Holy Monarch of Longxing.

Monarch realm, when it comes to the monarch realm, the first thing that comes to mind for ordinary people is those old monsters who have cultivated for tens of thousands of years, but at the age of ninety, in the martial arts world, it is only a hundred years old but the younger generation, and it has reached a realm that many people cannot achieve in their lifetime.

Looking at the Dragon Monarch Sword in Long Xing's hand, isn't this the sword of the Dragon Emperor when he was young?

"I didn't expect the Dragon Elephant Ancient Clan to hand over the Dragon Monarch Sword to Long Xing, it seems that he is counting on him to inherit the inheritance of the Dragon Emperor and become the next Dragon Emperor Emperor." The older generation of powerhouses from the major forces around them nodded one after another, a little surprised.

"Sword Fengyun, even if you get part of the inheritance of the Fengyun Emperor, you are still just a frog at the bottom of a well in the Qingyun Domain, let you see it today, the real Tianjiao!" Long Xing felt the gazes of everyone gathered around him, and a smug smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Long Xing waved the Dragon Monarch Sword, and the young phantom of the Dragon Emperor behind him moved abruptly, and a golden spiritual power from Long Xing's body burst out of his body and poured into the Dragon Monarch Sword.

A wisp of red-golden sword qi instantly sprang out from the Dragon Monarch's sword, dazzling incomparably bright, making the scorching sun in the sky lose its color.

Roar~Roar~

Suddenly, two dragon roars sounded, and the phantoms of the two primeval dragons appeared on the sword qi of the dragon star, and the dragon's whole body was covered with cyan dragon scales, and the dragon's whiskers fluttered, exuding an aura of primeval desolation, just like the real primeval dragon.

"Oh my God, the primeval dragon vision!" All around, all the powerhouses of the big forces rubbed their eyes at the same time.

"Legend has it that in the primeval period, the peerless Tianjiao of the human race practiced the anti-heaven exercises, and the power was strong to a certain extent, which would cause the recognition of heaven and earth, and descend the phantom of the primeval dragon, in the primeval period, the phantom of the primeval dragon was a measure of the strength of the strong of the human race!" In the void, a gray-haired old man in the White Tiger Ancient Kingdom shot out of his cloudy eyes and muttered.

"Sword Fengyun, tremble, in the primeval period, the strong people of Tianjiao will have at least the power of an ancient dragon when they reach the Spirit Emperor Realm, this is the recognition of Tiandao for a Tianjiao like me, this sword will go down, you are afraid that it will be gone!" A crazy smile flashed in Long Xing's eyes, and he suddenly spoke.

"Oh my God, the people who can cause the vision of the primeval dragon are the supreme heavenly arrogance of the emperor realm, I didn't expect this dragon star to have this qualification, I'm afraid the prince of Fengyun can't stop it!" Baili Jingwen gasped and said with heavy eyes.

Dragon Jun Sword, Ancient Jiaolong Vision, this series of changes made Baili Jingwen feel like she had returned to the primeval period recorded in the Nine Barbarian Palace.

"The power of a dragon?" Jian Fengyun's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, as if he thought of something, he directly put away the sword of Lei Jun in his hand, and with a thought, a dazzling silver light emanated from his skin.

"What is Jian Fengyun doing, he actually put away the sword of Lei Jun, is he planning to wait for death?" In an instant, there was a lot of discussion among the crowd below, as if they had seen some incredible scene.

"Sword Fengyun, you even put away the sword of Lei Jun, are you planning to catch it, but unfortunately I don't plan to let you go!" When Long Xing saw this scene, a wild laugh suddenly appeared on his face, and he mocked disdainfully.

"Sky Devouring Sword Body!"

In Jian Fengyun's eyes, two silver rays of light suddenly shot out, and his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

"Hehe, I want to shake the sky too!" When Long Xing saw this scene, a sneer of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he sneered contemptuously.

Jian Fengyun's figure was invisible in his eyes, and the seemingly fast speed was simply average in his eyes.

He watched Jian Fengyun rush towards him, he was not in a hurry to kill Jian Fengyun in seconds, first let Jian Fengyun attack with all his strength, and then he crushed it at will, humiliating Jian Fengyun fiercely, and let him die in endless grief and anger, in order to avenge the broken arm that day.

"Green Dragon Wing!"

Jian Fengyun's figure had just swept into the air, and a cyan light lit up behind him, and a pair of huge blue-gold wings instantly unfolded.

In Long Xing's eyes, Jian Fengyun's figure flashed and stopped.

What's going on, why can't I feel the breath of the sword wind cloud?

In the time of a breath, Long Xing suddenly reacted, and saw that the figure that spread its wings and stopped was slowly dissipating, and his eyes were staring.

Phantom!

"Great Wind and Cloud Palm!"

At this moment, a huge silver palm appeared beside Long Xing's face, and the wind suddenly rose and the clouds swept thousands of miles.

Jian Fengyun's figure instantly appeared in front of Long Xing, and the wind and clouds on his right palm condensed, and the silver light was dazzling, and it slapped heavily on Long Xing's face.

Syllable!

A loud slap sounded in the sky, and everyone could clearly see that a string of red blood beads splashed out of Long Xing's mouth in a forty-five-degree trajectory, and three teeth stained with red blood were thrown in response.

Long Xing's body turned into a golden streamer, and he let out a "swish......

(End of chapter)