"Boom!"

The sorrow of the remnant of the sentence touched the dignity of Jörmungad.

The bone spurs and claws on his body fused with Huaxia's swordsmanship, and Ye Mengade's attack was fierce, pressing step by step. Tang Dao collided with the claws, and Yu Xing's figure slid backwards for several meters before stopping in place.

"Bang!"

The sword box behind him fell to the ground, and Yu Xing pulled out an eight-sided Han sword without hesitation, which was the arrogance of the seven deadly sins.

Jealousy and arrogance are held in the hands.

"Boom!"

"I now know why your swordsmanship is so high." Yu Xing muttered softly, another violent collision, and it wasn't long after Natsumi joined her class.

But she drew Caesar and Chu Zihang successively, and it is estimated that if she wants to, it is not difficult to win the two by swordsmanship.

This is the exclusive ability of the King of the Earth and the Mountain, Jörmungad can find the "eye" of everything, and inflict a heavy blow from the weakest place, infusing the power into it, destroying it instantly.

So in the battle with Yu Xing, she can always find the flaws of Yu Xing.

There is no such thing as perfection in any swordsmanship.

The claws flicked off the eight-sided Han sword that slammed into it, and Xia Mi raised his other hand and grabbed it towards Yu Xing's chest!

A smile hung on the corner of Yu Xing's mouth, and he gave up his defense, and in the case of violent blood, the bones on his body were already as hard as steel, this is a keel!

He's a humanoid tyrannosaurus!

Claws pierced his chest, blood gushing out. But at the same time, the Tang knife also pierced Xia Mi's heart, and the golden light flashed twice in the eyes of both of them.

It was like a candle in the wind, but the candle flame that was still faint just now suddenly broke out. The terrifying flames burned in the eyes of the two, and Xia Mi shook off the rest of the sentence.

"If you really showed up, it was a mistake." Natsumi, no, it's Jörmungadr now.

Jörmungard clutched his heart, his injuries recovering from the sound of a war drum. The rest of the sentence was similar to her situation.

She has completely substituted for the role of the dragon king, the bone spurs have forced back the onslaught of Yu Xing, and there are many scars on her body, this madman is ruthless, and even does not hesitate to exchange injuries for injuries.

Jörmungård suddenly raised his hand and hissed the ancient language, and a new spirit of speech was stimulated, and the realm rapidly expanded. There was a strong ionization and magnetization effect in the field, the rails melted, and the metal droplets were suspended and swirled around Jörmungandr. The shiny droplets kept colliding and burning, the impurities turned into ashes and fell, and the remaining droplets became brighter and brighter.

The dragon king tempered his weapon with words, and finally, these droplets collided and condensed, and in Jörmungad's hands, they turned into a huge weapon with a strange shape, like a sickle that harvested life.

"Come on."

Yu Xing's hands were arrogant and jealous, and the golden flame in his eyes spread silently, and he and Jörmungard looked at each other.

Before Jörmungandr could make a move, countless metal fragments turned into swords and swept towards the aftermath. Yu Xing roared, wielding his sword.

The sound of clanging and the sparks of swords clashing flickered in front of Yu Xing.

Lu Mingfei squatted in the corner with his head in his hands, this level of battle was not something he could participate in. Chu Zihang gasped, clutched his chest, and leaned against the corner.

"It's over, it's over, even the teacher can't beat it."

Countless metal fragments surrounded Yu Xing's body, like an arc-shaped meteor, and Yu Xing's body had left more than one scar.

But Jörmungård was still calm, and she wouldn't make a move until the last moment.

"Boom!"

Beneath Jörmungård's realm, the railroad tracks around them suddenly bent like snakes, and they seemed to come alive. There was nowhere to hide, because the railroad tracks were like a bird's cage over him, preventing him from breaking through.

A spear condensed from metal shards pierced through Yu Xing's chest.

Jörmunga had a hand, she leapt into the air, brandished the death scythe in her hand, and Yu Xing pulled out the spear from her chest, hot dragon blood splattered, and one hand held on with jealousy to keep herself from falling to the ground.

Wave the other hand arrogantly and shoot back!

"Boom!"

The remnants of the punishment could not be stopped, and arrogance was pressed by the scythe on his shoulder, cutting deep into his shoulder blade.

He was already scarred, his pupils gradually returning to clear, and the harsh gold faded.

Yu Xing weakly kicked and breathed, but still stood on the ground, and this man would die standing and die.

Jörmungandr waved his hand, and the Death Scythe in his hand shattered and fell to the ground.

The dragon-like features of her body were rapidly fading, and the bulging muscles had calmed down; Bone spurs, scales, bony protrusions, and claws are all withdrawn into the body; The terrifying wings slowly folded up, clinging to the back and disappearing beneath the skin.

The scarred body is healing at a high rate, and the new skin is as delicate as a baby. She has become the beautiful and lovely Xia Mi again.

"Teacher, you shouldn't have come." Xia Mi walked barefoot towards Yu Xing, her feet shining like jade, "You're going to die, what else do you have to say?" ”

"To whom? Natsumi is still Jörmungad. ”

Yu Xing asked weakly.

"Everything." Xia Mi looked at Yu Xing with a burning look, "Actually, teacher, you should have noticed it a long time ago." ”

"Yes, a dragon king, getting along day and night, following your ass to be cute and coquettish, is indeed very gratifying." Yu Xing coughed up blood, "I don't have many disciples, I originally thought you were the most normal." ”

"That's why I'm crazy about protecting the things that are precious, teacher." Natsumi smiled sweetly.

Yu Xing smiled, Yemenga understood him very well, this is the blood sorrow of the dragon clan. His smile was a little bitter, he originally felt that he was just a passerby in every world, but there would always be incidents that slowly affected him.

For example, Wang Lei, Leng Feng ...... Arthur, even if he was a passerby, walked back and left something as he passed, that was the only trace he could leave behind, he was afraid that he would die in the world behind him, and the people in front would not remember him.

So he tries his best to let the few people he cares about, but the people he cares about, don't leave any more regrets!

"You know I've been scammed, right?"

Xia Mi nodded, "I peeked at your computer, but I didn't remind you, in fact, Chu Zihang should also listen to you, Lu Mingfei shouldn't run out, everyone is fine." ”

"Ouch......" Yu Xing sighed, looking like he was about to enter the cemetery.

"Okay, these words are all said to Natsumi, do you want to say anything to Jörmungad? Teacher, you are the strongest dragon slayer, but now you are dead at my hands, you could have killed me a long time ago. ”

Xia Mi touched his heart, "The wound is an inch off, otherwise my self-healing ability is useless." ”

Xia Mi's voice suddenly paused, the feeling of the wound was not right, it was a wound left by the Seven Deadly Sins, how could the strongest dragon slaying alchemy weapon be easily healed!