After speaking, Zhuang Fan's body flickered, and he came to Panlong's body in the blink of an eye, and with a wave of his hand, the blood-colored dagger fell into the palm of his hand.

"Evil beast, suffer death." Zhuang Fan opened his mouth and rushed towards the dragon.

Zhuang Fan's brazen attack was completely unexpected by the God of Medicine and the God of Poison, but they did not follow Zhuang Fan together.

After all, the seven sons of the Immortal Gate were easily abused by the dragon, and even if they rushed forward, it was estimated that the end would be extremely miserable.

Instead of this, it is better to wait on the side and not drag Zhuang Fan's hind legs.

At this time, Zhuang Fan was already fighting with Panlong, unlike the Zheng family master, Zhuang Fan at this moment, facing the Panlong, was at ease, although he couldn't hurt the other party for the time being, but he was not injured by Panlong, and the battle fell into a stalemate for a while......

On the other side, the Zheng family master, who was injured and fell to the ground, took the lead in standing up, looking extremely embarrassed, his body was drenched in blood, and his breath was extremely weak.

But fortunately, the Zheng family master has the healing elixir, and after taking it, both the injury and the cultivation are recovering at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

The Zheng family master's eyes swept away, and when he saw that those immortal sect disciples were dying, he couldn't help but tremble.

You know, in order to kill the dragon this time, they prepared for a long time, but the result was good, the dragon was safe and sound, but they were all seriously injured and had no power to resist.

Although their hearts were depressed, they had no choice but to pin their hopes on Zhuang Fan.

Of course, in addition, the head of the Zheng family is more fortunate, after all, if it weren't for Liu Suifeng and Yang Yunxi's trouble, Zhuang Fan would definitely not go together.

If this is the case, I am afraid that they are not as simple as being injured, but have become the food in the belly of the dragon.

Thinking like this, the Zheng family master had already come to those immortal sect disciples and gave them pills to restore their strength.

Soon, the six of them had recovered as before, and they raised their eyes to look high in the sky, where Zhuang Fan was engaged in a fierce battle with the dragon.

The attack of the dragon is either with dragon claws, dragon horns, or giant tails, although it seems simple, but the power is infinite, it is Zhuang Fan, for a while there is only a dodge, and there is no chance to attack.

"Master Zheng, do you think Zhuang Fan, this guy, has the ability to kill Panlong?" Liu Suifeng was the first to speak.

When these words fell, Yang Yunxi also showed curiosity.

The Zheng family master was silent for a long time, and then shook his head and said: "Han, although this Zhuang Fan's cultivation is stronger than any of us, but the strength of this dragon, you and I can see it, when he was at his peak, he was the great cultivators of our immortal sect, and they couldn't kill it together, and now although its cultivation has decreased sharply, it is still extremely strong." ”

When he said this, the head of the Zheng family couldn't help but feel a chill in his body, obviously hurt by the dragon, and his heart palpitated.

"So what are we going to do now? Did you lose this dragon and then return to the fairy gate? Wait for the immortal gate to enter the earth in three years, and then we will take action against it? Yang Yunxi asked.

"I agree." Liu said with the wind.

Although it is a pity for him that he can't kill the dragon, he is even more happy to see Zhuang Fan killed by the dragon, or even become a food in the belly.

"What about you?" The Zheng family master asked.

The other four Immortal Sect disciples were speechless, but from their subtle expressions, it could be seen that they did not intend to stay here any longer.

The blood of the dragon and the dragon yuan are important, but if you lose your life because of this, it is not worth it at all.

"Okay, since everyone has no opinion, let's leave, as for whether this Mr. Zhuang is alive or dead, it has nothing to do with us." The head of the Zheng family said very decisively.

The words fell, whoosh, and the seven didn't talk nonsense, and Edgeworth flew and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This scene was naturally seen by Zhuang Fan, and he was quite helpless in his heart, but he didn't expect that the Zheng family master and others would leave themselves like this.

But that's fine, at least after killing the dragon, no one will share the dragon yuan and dragon blood with him.

Different from Zhuang Fan's optimism, the god of medicine and the god of poison at this moment showed a look of anger.

Originally, this action of killing the dragon was initiated by the Zheng family master, but the result was good, they ignored Zhuang Fan, and directly left him and escaped alone.

"Hmph, don't let me see that group of Immortal Sect disciples again, otherwise, I'll kill one by one." The poison god said angrily.

"Senior brother, don't complain, the top priority now is to help Shizun kill the dragon together, and the rest of the things will be talked about when the time comes." The god of medicine said.

The poison god bowed his head and said: "Senior brother, what you said makes sense, then let's hurry up, although we are not of much use, but at least we can distract the dragon." ”

After finishing speaking, the two took out the high-grade treasure given to them by Zhuang Fan, and wanted to make a bold move.

But at this moment, the remnant sword, who had not spoken for a long time, spoke.

"Two, Lord Zhuang's strength is unfathomable, it is enough for him to kill Panlong, the three of us, don't make trouble." Remnant Sword said.

When the medicine god heard this, he did not immediately refute it.

But the poison god was a straight man, and he couldn't hide his words, so he scolded directly: "Brother Remnant Sword, if you don't have the guts to deal with Panlong, just say it, why do you say this?" ”

After saying that, the poison god snorted lightly, and planned to rush towards the dragon.

But the remnant sword stretched out one hand and grabbed the other party's wrist, "Poison God, what I said is true, if you don't believe it, we can wait and see, within three minutes, this dragon will be damaged by Lord Zhuang's hand." ”

The poison god was about to refute.

But at this moment, the voice of the medicine god exclaimed.

"Senior brother, look at it."

As he spoke, the Medicine God pointed into the air, and saw Zhuang Fan suddenly retreat a hundred meters, and at his fingertips, a trace of the power of creation condensed to the extreme had been successfully gathered.

With Zhuang Fan's flick of his fingers, the power of creation turned into a streamer, and went straight to Canglong, just in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the front of the dragon, the dragon seemed to sense the horror of this move, the giant tail swept, and the body quickly moved to the side.

But before the dragon could stabilize his figure, suddenly, Zhuang Fan's figure appeared on the top of the dragon's head like lightning.

Snort.

The blood-colored dagger slashed down, and a blood-colored sword slashed directly at the dragon's horns.

Roar.

A scream came from the dragon's mouth.

Then, a crisp click sounded, and the huge dragon horn immediately broke, like a meteor falling, smashing on the ground, the ground, the ground trembled, and where the dragon horn fell, a deep pit suddenly appeared.

Seeing this scene, the God of Medicine and the God of Poison were a little dazed, except for the remnant sword, who seemed to know everything, and there was no expression on his face.

"Remnant Sword, what the hell is going on?" The poison god asked puzzled.

You must know that before this, Zhuang Fan had been entangled with the dragon, but unfortunately, between each other, no one could hurt anyone.

But at this moment, Zhuang Fan's move fell, and the dragon horn of the dragon was easily cut off, this scene was really beyond everyone's expectations.

Seeing the bewildered appearance of the two of them, Remnant Jian began to explain: "Lord Zhuang originally had such a strong strength, but he had been hiding it before, in fact, it was to create an illusion for those Xianmen disciples, so that they mistakenly thought that Lord Zhuang was not Panlong's opponent, of course, this is only one of them, and his biggest purpose was to test Panlong's strength, but the other party came and went just a few times, and he naturally had no desire to continue fighting, so he ......"

Hearing this, the two of them were suddenly stunned, and their hearts were ecstatic.

If what the remnant sword said is true, then, soon, this dragon will be defeated by Zhuang Fan's hands.

At that time, Panlong's corpse will be reduced to the spoils of Zhuang Fan's hands, and those of them who are disciples will naturally be able to get a piece of the pie.

Although the blood of the true dragon of the dragon is not pure, no matter how it is said, it is also a descendant of the dragon clan, if it is refined and a trace of dragon breath is extracted, their cultivation will inevitably rise, and when the time comes, not to mention that in the earth martial arts world, even the strong people of the immortal sect really appear, they can also take charge of themselves, and they will not need Zhuang Fan's action as before.

Under the expectant gaze of the two, Zhuang Fan at this moment cut off the other dragon horn of the dragon.

It seems that because of the great pain, the dragon nostrils continue to spew hot gas, and its dragon eyes have become extremely blood-red, giving people a sense of anger.

Roar.

It opened its mouth and squirted, and a ball of dragon fire was quickly released, as if it intended to burn Zhuang Fan to death.

Zhuang Fan shook his head and smiled, the Creation Mixed Yuan Jue quickly operated, and in an instant, a powerful suction force emerged, and the dragon fire disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hehe, come on, you continue to attack, anyway, no matter what means you use, the result will be just in vain." Zhuang Fan said with a smile, and was very surprised in his heart.

Although in the eyes of others, Zhuang Fan gives people an extremely relaxed feeling when dealing with Panlong, but as long as he is the person concerned, he knows that if he didn't get a trace of dragon breath given to him by Yiyi, he would not be able to suppress this big guy at all.

"I didn't expect that the power contained in my daughter's body is so powerful, I don't know what level she will rise to after I kill this dragon and then let my daughter refine it." Zhuang Fan muttered to himself.

Thinking so in his heart, Zhuang Fan looked forward to it more and more, after all, in his memory, the true dragon bloodline, which is the vast world where the Creation Immortal Venerable is located, is an incomparably rare existence, which is rare in tens of thousands of years, and after it is successfully stimulated, the future path of cultivating immortals will be extremely smooth.

Even if the opportunity is enough, he may turn into a dragon......

Retracting his thoughts, Zhuang Fan's eyes could be regarded as showing a touch of seriousness.

He looked at the angry Panlong, and said indifferently: "Panlong, I'm a selfish person, and I won't say anything big for the sake of the world, I can only say that for the sake of my daughter's future, I ...... I'm going to kill you. ”

After speaking, Zhuang Fan roared lightly, and the dragon breath in his body was wrapped in the power of creation, and quickly gathered his palms and turned into a small true dragon.

The real dragon is like a living thing, and with the swallowing, the aura between heaven and earth is quickly absorbed by it, and its body turns into hundreds of zhang in the blink of an eye, and the dragon in front of it is like the comparison between an adult and a baby.

"Roar."

As if feeling the dragon's breath in the real dragon's body, the dragon let out a low wail from its mouth, and its body, which was originally hovering in mid-air, immediately fell to the ground, trembling, and seemed to be extremely frightened.

"Die." Zhuang Fan's eyes were ruthless, and with a wave of his big hand, the real dragon immediately flew towards the dragon.

The two collided, the real dragon turned invisible, and the only remaining trace of dragon breath returned to Zhuang Fan's body.

As for the dragon, he was lying on the ground, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

It...... And just like that, he died.

Seeing this scene, the two of the medicine gods were surging in their hearts, setting off a storm of waves, and they were quite dumbfounded.

Seeing this, Zhuang Fan was silent, and flashed to the corpse of the dragon, intending to cut it apart.

However, Zhuang Fan didn't have time to do it yet.

Suddenly, seven wind-breaking sounds came out one after another.

Immediately, I saw that the seven immortal sect disciples including the Zheng family master who had left turned back.

"Congratulations to Mr. Zhuang for successfully killing Beaulong." The Zheng family master spoke.

Zhuang Fan ignored the other party, but asked rhetorically: "Master Zheng, aren't you leaving?" How did you come back again? ”

I only heard the head of the Zheng family say: "Mr. Zhuang, do you remember our previous agreement?" Whoever kills this dragon will give a part of it to the seven of us, and now that the dragon is dead, it's your turn to fulfill your promise, right? ”

"Oh? When have I ever said such a thing? Zhuang Fan squinted his eyes and smiled, his eyes full of playfulness.

Hearing this, the Zheng family master's eyes were a little gloomy, while Liu Suifeng and Yang Yunxi directly clenched the treasure weapon in their hands and said, "Zheng family master, what else do you have to say to this waste?" The dragon is dead, we only need to kill Zhuang Fan, we can divide the dragon, now, let's do it together. ”