The sword intent stirred on the long sword, and the rolling true yuan gushed out from the sea of qi, spreading all over the body along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

Wu Haoran turned into a sharp sword and swooped down towards Di Ning.

At short distances, he was fast, so fast that the rest of the martial artists couldn't see it.

The person was still in the air, and out of the corner of his eye, Wu Haoran suddenly caught a glimpse of the huge dragon corpse coiled on the ground.

Before, he was eager to grab the treasure, and he only had the Void Flame Iron in his eyes.

"Huh?" Wu Haoran paused for a moment: "What is that?" Demon Clan? ”

But then, he looked at the dragon head not far away.

"Dragons! This, this can't be! ”

Wu Haoran was stunned, how could this be possible, how could the dragon clan appear here, and how could it be killed?

Even if it was him, he didn't dare to threaten to defeat the dragon clan, let alone kill it directly.

The wound on the neck of the dragon corpse is as smooth as a mirror.

As a sword cultivator, Wu Haoran could see at a glance that this was a sword wound.

"There is a sword cultivator who slashes the dragon with a sword here?"

There was still a little sword intent left in the wound, but just looking at it with the naked eye, it made Wu Haoran feel severe pain all over his body.

This is a sword intent that only sword cultivators can perceive, and martial artists such as Qi Menghuan are unaware of it.

In an instant, Wu Haoran judged that the gap between him and the Dragon Slaying Sword Cultivator was like a world of difference.

"Fortunately, for some reason, this sword cultivator has left."

Wu Haoran glanced at the people on the ground, and was relieved that he didn't find the sword cultivation master in his heart.

However, when his eyes fell on Dining, there was still a tingling sensation in his eyes, which made him inexplicably flustered.

"This kid obviously only has a one-grade cultivation, what's so weird?"

"But it doesn't matter, a sword is slashed, in the end it's just a product, can you still block my sword?"

Thinking like this, Wu Haoran had a little more power on his sword, and the faint sword qi was stimulated, and he was uncertain on the tip of the sword, like a snake letter that chooses people and devours them.

"Mr. Di, be careful!"

Qi Menghuan didn't notice Wu Haoran draw his sword until this time, and hurriedly made the consciousness of a lackey under the door and blocked in front of Di Ning.

However, he is just making a show, and with his three-grade cultivation, he can't stop Wu Haoran's sword at all.

So when Di Ning pushed him away, Qi Menghuan immediately retreated to the side.

"You want to sword me?"

Di Ning's eyes narrowed slightly, he looked up at Wu Haoran, and his tone was solemn: "You dare to use a sword against me?" ”

As an evil sword immortal in the past, Di Ning had enough arrogance.

The last thing he could accept was that someone else would throw a sword at him.

Those clumsy sword moves, as well as those wielding long swords, were a humiliation for him.

At this moment, Wu Haoran's momentum had already climbed to the peak, whether it was a sword move or a true yuan, he had exhausted all he had.

Wu Haoran was confident, there were many martial artists present, and no one could stop this sword.

This is the confidence of a four-grade sword cultivator.

However, as Di Ning's words fell, Wu Haoran was shocked to find that his long sword trembled inexplicably, and no matter how he suppressed it, it couldn't be calmed.

The long sword is like a small beast that encounters a natural predator, and it can't stop trembling.

The sword qi attached to the sword dissipated silently.

At the same time, a trace of sword intent that he had finally condensed also dissipated along with the sword qi.

"How could it be! How is this possible! ”

Wu Haoran fell into a panic.

He didn't know what was going on, why the long sword that had accompanied him for more than twenty years suddenly went out of control, why his own sword qi and sword intent suddenly disappeared.

All of this made his mind tremble, he hadn't experienced such an encounter in a long time since he became a sword cultivator.

But then, Wu Haoran saw a scene that he will never forget.

The sword intent of Chongxiao rose from Di Ning's body.

The sword intent that reached the pinnacle of perfection, just one glance, made Wu Haoran's eyes red, and he shed blood and tears.

Immediately after that, a large number of sharp sword qi visible to the naked eye surged out, extremely violent, and even shattered the heaven and earth vitality around Di Ning's body.

Seeing this, Wu Haoran suddenly understood where the sword intent remaining on the dragon corpse came from.

"It turns out that he is the one who slashed the white dragon!"

Compared to Di Ning, Wu Haoran's faint sword qi and sword intent were not worth mentioning at all, and the gap between the two was like a cloud of mud.

In his eyes, those violent sword qi were like primeval beasts, and anyone who dared to offend would be ruthlessly torn apart.

"Will die! If you go any further, you will definitely die! ”

This thought flashed through Wu Haoran's heart.

He saw that Dineh took a step forward, obviously stepping on the air, but as if he was stepping on the ground of his gaze.

At the same time, all the sword qi condensed and pointed at him.

Wu Haoran suddenly saw a trance in front of him, he seemed to see Dinin ascend to the sky, and after three steps, he slashed him with a sword.

It's like a dragon corpse lying on the ground right now.

"Nope! I don't want to die! ”

When he came back to his senses, Wu Haoran did not hesitate, and forcibly stopped the momentum of rushing forward with the lack of qi and blood in his whole body.

Burst!

Wu Haoran spat out a mouthful of blood.

Even if it was a fourth-grade sword cultivator, forcibly stopping after running all the True Yuan swords, there was no way to cancel out all the power of the backlash.

Then under the gaze of everyone, Wu Haoran turned his head and ran, and he didn't even have time to wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Damn! That guy is obviously a kendo master, what kind of cultivation is pretending! It's hateful! What to play pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger! ”

In the process of flying, Wu Haoran couldn't help but curse.

In this treasure hunting trip, he was planted, not only ran in vain, but also suffered a lot of injuries.

He was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was far away from Congyun Mountain.

From this point of view alone, it is worthy of the name of the four products.

"......" Dinein.

"......" Qi Menghuan.

There was silence from Yunshan, and after a long time, Qi Menghuan muttered to himself.

"That's it...... Just ran away? ”

Qi Menghuan is incomprehensible, but he is also the helmsman of Jincheng, and he is a four-grade cultivator.

But he was not a sword cultivator, so he could only see that Di Ning's sword qi was extremely powerful, but he couldn't understand the horror in Wu Haoran's heart when he faced Di Ning directly.

It was a kind of complete crushing from the top, and it was the fear that could not rise to the heart of resistance.

This is the suppression of ordinary sword cultivation by the sword immortal.

It is far more direct and terrifying than the relationship between grandmaster warriors and ordinary warriors.

After all, sword cultivation is not as diverse as martial artists, and all sword cultivation in the world takes the path of killing, paying attention to killing with one blow.

The path is pure, and it is easier to be restrained by the superiors.

As for the understanding of kendo, Di Ning is confident that there is no one in this world who can stand out except for his master Guiguzi.

"This person's strength is average, and his mind is very clever."

Di Ning stared at the direction where Wu Haoran had gone for a while, then withdrew his gaze.

"No wonder, in his last life, he was able to snatch the Taivoid Flame Iron from under the claws of the white dragon."

Dineen thought to herself.

He really didn't expect Wu Haoran to be so decisive, and he fled before he could take out his sword.

What's more, Di Ning's current cultivation is only a product after all, and he is not afraid of combat power.

But compared with others, the shortcomings of one-product cultivation are revealed.

Just like now, Wu Haoran wanted to run, but Di Ning couldn't stop him at all from a long distance.

"Mr. Di is too powerful, and it is reasonable for Wu Haoran to flee in fright."

Qi Menghuan on the side praised it.

In the past, he had heard a lot of this kind of sycophant, but now it is not difficult to take it out and use it.

In this regard, Di Ning waved his hand: "You take them back to the foot of the mountain and wait for me." ”

"Yes."

Qi Menghuan didn't dare to ask more, so he hurriedly responded and took a group of warriors down the mountain.

As he was leaving, he glanced at the dragon corpse on the ground. Although Dineen didn't say it explicitly, he could probably guess that Dineh was going to concoct it.

"With Mr. Di's strength, it shouldn't be as simple as bathing in dragon blood, but it's a pity that I can't see it with my own eyes."

Thinking like this in his heart, Qi Menghuan didn't dare to look at it anymore, and led everyone to bury their heads forward.

After dispersing his consciousness and confirming that there was no one around, Di Ning walked towards the dragon corpse.

The first step in cultivating the Ten Thousand Dragons Golden Body Determination is to refine an adult dragon clan, and only after refining all the flesh and blood of an entire dragon can it be regarded as an entry.

After that, every time he cultivated, he also needed the dragon body as an aid.

It can be said that once the cultivation of the Ten Thousand Dragons Golden Body is decided, it is equivalent to walking on the opposite side of all the dragon clans.

Either become a dragon slayer, or die a tragic death under the claws of the dragons.

This is also one of the reasons why the Wanlong Golden Body Determination was famous all over the world in ancient times, but few people cultivated to the realm of Dacheng.

Dinen was prepared for this, and the dragon's reputation was no deterrent to him.

In the previous life, he had also killed many dragon clans, and there was also friction between him and several dragon ancestors, each with their own grudges.

often fall into a life-and-death struggle as soon as they meet.

Therefore, the side effects of cultivating the Ten Thousand Dragons Golden Body Duel, Di Ning basically ignored them.

He was already preparing to wait for his cultivation to recover in this life, and then go to the Dragon Court to find those old dragons to have a good theory.