"I'm going to slay the dragon with my master, are you also excited?"

Chen Fuyun held down the trembling body of the Taiji Sword, feeling the excitement of its seemingly blood-related relationship with himself, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

Admire!

The Tai Chi Sword let out a low groan in the air, and a sword qi moved like a thin thundercloud chanting wind, and in a few moments, the sword qi carried a black and white color light, and suddenly broke through the air and attacked the spirit of the ancient dragon not far away.

Bite!

The spirit of the ancient dragon did not dodge or dodge, and let Chen Fuyun's surging Tai Chi sword qi sweep away. As the sword qi swept over its head, a clear metal clash came out at the junction of the two.

“-1！”

The dumbfounded and tearless damage value hovered from the head of the ancient dragon and soared into the air, and when this gorgeous damage rose into the air, Chen Fuyun instantly felt what it meant to have more than enough heart and not enough strength.

This ancient dragon's spirit and defensive ability are so powerful, it is really a bit perverted.

But at this moment, Chen Fuyun looked at the appearance of the ancient dragon's spirit of stupidity, and was swept by his own sword, but he didn't react, this calf immediately made a stubborn mistake, and in his heart, he thought that if this ancient dragon's spirit couldn't fight back, even if he took the Taiji sword and cut it with a drop of blood, he would have to kill it alive.

If Chen Fuyun starts a business, he must be a doer.

Just do it!

This time, Chen Fuyun became the absolute main force, and the two pretty girls behind him completely became spectators, Qing Qian Shiyun and the little medical fairy, their beautiful eyes flashed and looked at the one in front of him who was struggling to wield the Tai Chi Sword, sword after sword, and urged the sword qi towards the ancient dragon spirit that seemed to be motionless, and hit one damage after another from it.

“-1！”

“-1！”

“-1！”

……

Looking at the injuries rising into the air one by one, a faint black line appeared in front of the eyebrows of the light poetry rhyme and the little doctor fairy girl. Chen Fuyun didn't seem to notice that whenever he knocked out 20 points of blood from this ancient dragon spirit, the ancient dragon spirit would automatically recover 20 drops of blood, which was equivalent to Chen Fuyun being doing useless work all the time.

The two sisters looked at each other helplessly and smiled, Chen Fuyun was doing it so desperately, how could they stand by and not fully cooperate with him?

Qing Qian Shiyun shook his wrist, and the thunder arrow fell into Qianqianyu's palm in an instant, pursed his thin lips, his expression was calm, he opened his bow and arrows, and the faint cyan magic light quietly condensed on the bowstring.

Woohoo!

The Demon Destroying Arrow swept away with a clear cyan arrow, striking the head of the ancient dragon in an instant.

“-50！”

“-60！”

“-80！”

Three of them looked extremely low, but they completely killed someone and swung their swords hard to hit "-1!" "The effect of the blood volume is so much better that someone wants to hide their face and cry when they see these three injuries except for crying.

Out of temptation and time-saving considerations, the little medicine fairy paper did not chant a lengthy attack spell, but silently recited an instantaneous magic skill unique to the Hanging Pot class—Punishment!

Airplanes!

The spirit of the ancient dragon still did not dodge and accepted the light of this seemingly insignificant pot hanger-punishment.

“-2000！”

Rise!

The light of punishment flickered, and when it fell on the head of the ancient dragon's spirit, it actually hit an extraordinary damage value, and a strange look finally flashed in those empty blue pupils, and it looked up to the sky and let out a long groan, shaking the heavens and the earth!

It turns out that this guy is not a stupid melon! Punishment can kill it with so much blood! Chen Fuyun glanced at the 2,000 plus damage value caused by the faint light of punishment when it fell, and instantly understood many things.

But he was too close to the spirit of the ancient dragon.

When the spirit of the ancient dragon began to wake up, began to look up to the sky and roared, and began to swing the tail of the dragon, Chen Fuyun bore the brunt of it! Chen Fuyun didn't even have room to dodge!

There was a muffled thud like thunder, and a strong force swept Chen Fuyun's entire body away as easily as if it was about to cut off Chen Fuyun's waist, and then smashed heavily on a smooth stone wall like a mirror in the cave.

“―4500！”

The skeleton of his body was almost falling apart, and he was instantly beaten to only 500 points of blood when he was full of blood, Chen Fuyun almost couldn't lift his old breath, and was directly tortured and killed.

The spirit of the ancient dragon of the pit father, this is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

Not far away, the little medicine fairy pursed her lips, her pretty face Feixia, the touching flush, I don't know if she was holding back a smile or feeling a little sorry for Chen Fuyun's trick.

was thrown off 4,500 points of blood by a tail, Chen Fuyun felt desolate in his heart, thinking that he had just slashed hundreds of times on this ancient dragon's spirit, but it was just a hundred points of blood to kill it.

How could Chen Fuyun swallow this breath.

The resentment is very full, but the truth is very skinny, this guy is terrifyingly powerful, except for the little medicine fairy's punishment skill that has slightly damaged it, Chen Fuyun's physical attack and Qing Qian Shiyun's magic feather arrow, the damage is completely painless.

Of course, Qing Shiyun's magic feather arrow was still much more effective than Chen Fuyun's physical attack.

After an ordinary attack of the ancient dragon spirit flew Chen Fuyun, it seemed to have regained its vitality, no longer standing still like just now, after a while, its body moved, and the illusory huge body moved out in mid-air, appearing on the top of Chen Fuyun's head in an instant.

Good guys, it's the rhythm of the killing.

Chen Fuyun's eyelids jumped, and regardless of the pain in his body, a carp suddenly flew up. The moment he flew to his feet, a light return skill of the little medicine fairy enveloped his whole body at the right time.

After entering the fiftieth level, the little medicine fairy's ability to increase blood from the light return skill has increased, and when this skill envelops his body, Chen Fuyun deeply felt that the amount of blood in his body instantly increased, and the pain in his body was slightly relieved.

The spirit of the ancient dragon let out a low groan, and a powerful aura rushed to his face!

Chen Fuyun's face was fearless, and he said lightly to Qing Qian Shiyun and the little medicine fairy: "I pull hatred, you output, if I am accidentally killed by this guy, you will run!" ”

Before Chen Fuyun's words fell, the suddenly opened mouth of the ancient dragon's soul whirred, and a breath of blue flames, like a flood that burst the embankment, roared vigorously towards the place where Chen Fuyun stood.

It is the only initiative of the ancient dragon's soul - the dragon's breath.

Chen Fuyun's face was condensed, and his eyes were cold.

When the dragon spirit's breath was about to overturn his entire body, he suddenly let out a low sigh.

"Fly!"

The flying feather boots under his feet spread their illusory purple wings, and suddenly like purple lightning and thunder flashed in the air, Chen Fuyun's figure moved like the wind under the drive of the flying feather boots, flying like a cloud, and there was no way to move.

“MISS！”

“MISS！”

……

The dragon breath attack spat out by the ancient dragon spirit was completely unexpected, and it actually spewed out a blow immediately after missing the blow.

If it weren't for Chen Fuyun's feet stepping on the Flying Sky Feather Boots, and having a strong and calm sense of evasion, otherwise, with his blood volume of less than 2,000 points at the moment, he was afraid that he would not be directly killed in seconds, and it would be very vicious.

In a series of dangerous dodge actions, Chen Fuyun silently recited the numbers in his heart, and finally, at the moment when the flying skill of the Flying Feather Boots was about to cool down, his steps were light, and he turned over and jumped in an instant, and his whole body was more than ten meters in the air!

Smack!

When his body fell, Chen Fuyun's eyes were cold, and he looked at the huge body of the ancient dragon spirit under his body, and sat on it without hesitation!

Roar!

The pride of the Aether Void Ancient Dragon, even if it has been dead for 10,000 years, this Ancient Dragon's Spirit is not allowed to sit on its back with a small fly like Chen Fuyun, and with a low roar, the Ancient Dragon's body began to shake and fluctuate, trying to throw Chen Fuyun off his body.

Chen Fuyun gritted his teeth, and when the ancient dragon's spirit swayed his body ferociously and wanted to throw him down, he exerted all his strength, his hands were like claws, and he grabbed the heavy scales of its body fiercely.

Just like sitting on a tractor and walking on the most bumpy dirt road in the countryside, he didn't move like a mountain when he swayed back and forth!