It is more appropriate to use smashing than to chop, and the Thirteen Hammers of Calcining themselves are the way of tempering.

"Roar!" and Wu Wei's blow was at the right time.

Wu Wei's sword, out of the excellent, but also extremely in place, that move like the force of the power of Huashan, from right to left suddenly broke through the air and slashed straight down, straight hammer smashed under the giant claw of the dragon, that place, there is a sword, a long sword of the ground level.

Whether it's the force or the angle, it's very good.

A touch of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and Wu Wei felt that endless strength suddenly appeared in his hands, and the power covered and went straight down.

"Brush!" Like a heavy hammer hitting a nail, a stream of black blood gushed out wildly, splashing Wu Wei's body.

This sword, while knocking the long sword away, cut off a large piece of flesh and blood of the black dragon.

A fishy stench, mixed with the smell of decay, filled the nasal passages in an instant.

The roar surged like a rolling wave, but the dragon head that was originally staring at Chen Qingyu suddenly twisted around, and the extremely high decibel shook Wu Wei's ears like a mountain and a tsunami.

It's too late, it's too fast, and the giant claws are swung out like the scythe of death.

"Get out!" Chen Qingyu moved extremely fast, but the long sword in his hand suddenly swirled, like a wind wheel, slashing towards the black dragon's approaching claws, and in his other hand, he already held another long sword, and the sword was the earth-level blade that flew out of the dragon's wound.

"Good job!" Chen Qingyu's praise and the swing of the long sword in his hand erupted almost at the same time, which showed that everything was under his control.

The metal shattered, and the long sword in Chen Qingyu's other hand suddenly fell.

It was like a piece of silver, and it suddenly fell.

"Brush!".

One is staggered, and the three figures are suddenly separated, one is forced, one is calm, and the other is involuntarily.

A pitch-black weight fell and rolled away.

"Ahh

Zhuo Ziqi at his feet jumped closer, and Fusu had to follow this move.

"It stinks!" The wind blew a fishy smell, Zhuo Ziqi covered her nose, her moon eyebrows tightened, and her little hands kept fanning the wind, trying to dispel the stench that made people almost want to vomit, "This dragon claw is rotten, and it can't be used at all!"

Zhuo Ziqi's voice was very loud, which made the two above think of something.

"What do you think?" Wu Wei suddenly said.

"It's weird, but you can only know if you try it!" Chen Qingyu held the sword in his hand with a confident expression.

"Roar!"

The roar sounded again, and the dragon that had lost its arm was a little confused, but the golden-black eyes were staring at the two of them, and there was a fire brewing in its chest, which was a black flame that could devour everything.

Chen Qingyu looked at the long sword that was broken in his hand, the human-level long sword seemed to be able to resist three shots at most, and the section was stained with a little black blood, exuding a foul smell.

Chen Qingyu's fingertips wiped the remaining black blood on the blade of the sword, put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed it, the viscous black blood clearly exuded this breath of death and decay.

The power of the seal was squeezing, condensing into a strange flame, like the magma suddenly ejected from the squeezed volcano, and as soon as the dragon moved, the black flame surged out like a high-pressure water gun, but the flame was black.

Here it comes!

The huge oppression came in an instant, and Wu Wei became more and more sure of the strange smell in that breath.

Almost at the same time, the two did not retreat but advanced, Chen Qingyu headed towards the dragon's head, and Wu Wei rushed to the dragon's belly.

The black flame was like a passing death, wiping Wu Wei's hair and flying over, a little off, but that was not lucky, it was just Jiaolong's trick, the real killing move was after that, the huge claw penetrated, the speed was extremely fast, with Wu Wei's speed there was no time to react, but Wu Wei did not panic at all, a post of the seal array quietly broke, that was given to him by Chen Qingyu before, the moment the seal array was released, the claw suddenly slowed down when it was close to Wu Wei's side.

That's the time.

Wu Wei is on the left and Chen Qingyu is on the right, working at two different angles.

The dragon shook suddenly, and a jet-black dead air burst out of the scales around it, that is...... Ptomaine!!

Immediately following the corpse poison that spread like spore powder, a pitch-black fog enveloped the two of them in an instant, Wu Wei only felt that his eyes were dark, and he actually inhaled a lot in his nose, fortunately, the corpse poison was not very toxic, plus the two of them took some antidote herbs in the cave, but the sudden situation made the movements of the two of them slow down by half a beat.

And immediately following the mist-like corpse poison, the sharp claw trajectory reversed and grabbed towards Wu Wei's chest.

Chen Qingyu has a move, and the dragon also has a way.

"Tear up!"

Wu Wei stepped on his feet, but his body deviated slightly, and in Fusu's surprise, the footwork of the sky survey under his feet only changed slightly, but he did not retreat, this was a blow to survive in danger.

The huge claws suddenly slammed up, and Wu Wei's heavy sword also smashed down blatantly.

"It's going to be a life for a blow!" Fusu was dumbfounded.

Wrong!

The moment the heavy sword struck out, dozens of long swords suddenly appeared around Wu Wei's body, all of which were varied, and they looked a little chaotic.

Fusu has never seen the battle between him and Shu Qingbo, where did this kid get so many human level seal treasures on his body, not to mention, he actually used seal treasures to block!!

Moreover, he doubted whether so many long swords could withstand the dragon's blow.

Wu Wei summoned the blade, not to protect himself, of course, there is nothing wrong with this, but the iron wall composed of this weapon is not just an iron wall.

The blades turned in an instant, towards the claws that broke through the wind.

That's right, they are not walls, they are Wu Wei's blades, they are Wu Wei's claws, and they are dragon-slaying swords.

The huge bombardment smashed on the weapon, and for a while, the weapon flew sideways, and a short blade even grazed Wu Wei's arm and flew over, which was extremely thrilling, but the countless blades also passed through the claws of the black dragon and stabbed into the abdomen of the black dragon.

On Wu Wei's body, a little blue light suddenly rose, it was a seal wall composed of several cyan jade, and then he gritted his teeth to meet the residual power of the sharp claws.

The bursting black blood gushed out on Wu Wei's side, but the black dragon's claws slowed down, and when they landed on the seal wall in front of Wu Wei, they were already powerless.

It wasn't the injury he caused, the direction of the blood came from the aftermath of the sword momentum on the other side, which was the sword qi left after cutting off the dragon's head.

Several sword rays of light passed through the walls of swords that protected him.

It was the sword qi, the sword momentum, the sword tide from the other side.

Looking at the direction where the sword light came, the gaze of Fusu, who was standing on the ground, became more and more solemn, these dozens of hundreds of swords were used by Chen Qingyu, he didn't expect that this swordsman's swordsmanship was already so strong that it was like this.

Even he, who has always been arrogant, has to admit at this moment that Chen Qingyu's comprehension of the way of the sword is far higher than his own.

The first to fall was the dragon's head, pitch black, like a huge black stone, bounced twice on the ground, and then, the huge dragon's body also fell slowly and fell to the ground.

However, the people in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts not far away suddenly felt that the pressure in the trapped array had skyrocketed several times in an instant.

"Suppress!" Liang Du's face twitched slightly, his Ten Thousand Beast Circle had already made a move, but the oppression was far beyond his imagination.

Could it be that the death of the black dragon over there has affected the mind of this silver dragon, Ma Dan, it won't be an advanced one!!

Liang Du felt a little bitter, and suddenly felt a little like he had made a wedding dress for others.

He began to urge the Ten Thousand Beast Circle, now is no longer the time to hide his hands, the Ten Thousand Beast Circle plus the Ten Thousand Beasts Trapped Array, he doesn't believe it, he can't trap this beast.

Directly above the silver dragon, a golden moon accompanied by a golden sun, forming a magnificent vision.

"There's death in him! It's not a dragon, it's the remains of a dragon. The two fell down from mid-air, Wu Wei was a little out of strength, Chen Qingyu glanced at Wu Wei, still indifferent, "It's okay!"

"It's okay!" Wu Wei's face turned a little pale and shook his head, "If my guess is correct, this black dragon should be the companion of the silver dragon, but for some reason he was buried in this cave." ”

He had doubts before, although the dragon's movements were atmospheric, but there were clearly all kinds of stiffness in it, just like the zombies in that movie. The golden eyes, but dull, full of death. It's just that he didn't expect that this dead dragon could also move like this.

"What's strange about this, all the divine beasts have many divine thoughts, and they can linger for a long time after death. It is even possible to parasitize on other dead objects or living things. Chen Qingyu said lightly, but he didn't say anything about it, because even if it was the remnants of the divine beast, it would linger for about a year or two at most, and this black dragon had been dead for at least twenty or thirty years.

"This black dragon, could it be the parents of that dragon!" Zhuo Ziqi opened his eyes wide, and poked the dragon head that fell to the ground with the long sword in his hand, but he was a little sad.

"Who knows, but if it rots like this, I'm afraid the blood in the body will not be usable. Chen Qingyu responded indifferently, squatted down to check for a moment, shook his head and said. Immediately, he raised his head again, and with that seemingly nonexistent look, he swept far away in the direction where the people in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts were.