Chapter 412: The Vulnerable Demon Dragon
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Seeing that he had a fearless appearance, the dissatisfaction in his heart became stronger and stronger.
On the surface, he was sneering, with an exaggerated arc at the corner of his mouth and a cold look in his eyes.
Before he started, he released a flower cannon in front of Jiang Chen, and the dazzling fireworks were clearly visible during the day.
"Don't be nervous, I'm not asking someone to kill you. Leng Blowxue said.
"Really, I'm looking forward to killing a few more people from the Evil Cloud Palace. Jiang Chen looked at him with a regretful expression.
Coldly blowing blood snorted, and did not have a verbal dispute with him.
It didn't take long for figures to appear around, all attracted by the fireworks, thinking that there was a treasure here.
As a result, seeing the tense Jiang Chen and the cold blowing blood, after being quiet for a while, there was an uproar.
The Hall of Heroes and the Hall of Evil Clouds are mortal rivals, and when the disciples of the two sides meet, they can kill each other without any reason.
"Are you looking for an audience for yourself?" Jiang Chen said curiously.
"Otherwise, only by killing you can we silence the ignorant creatures in the Dragon Domain. β
The killing intent in the eyes of the cold blowing blood became stronger and stronger, and a spirit sword appeared in his hand.
"I understand, are you dissatisfied with others saying that Liu Shayang's hidden strength is higher than yours, and you want to kill me to prove it, right?"
After Jiang Chen figured this out, he shook his head helplessly and said, "You are really naΓ―ve to make people laugh." β
"Die!"
Cold blowing blood was so cynical, he couldn't bear it, the sword was unsheathed, and galloped away.
"Well, the swordsmanship is much higher than that of Liu Shayang, who can only make yin moves. β
Jiang Chen stood there indifferently, commenting on his face, as if a master was facing an apprentice.
"Nine Transformations of the Demon Dragon!"
With a cold roar, the spirit sword emitted a black and red aura, condensing into a giant dragon.
"Yes, the sharpness of the sword blade soars through its strong skill, and it has a wide range of effects, but the lethality is at one point. β
The demon dragon had arrived in front of him, and Jiang Chen still hadn't drawn his sword.
The people who were attracted to it were confused, and the reason for this unclear battle was not to mention for the time being, and it was good to see a lively scene.
However, Jiang Chen's performance was too arrogant.
If he loses to others in the realm, he can only win through martial arts, but he can let the sword power of others shroud, fall into a disadvantage, and ask for hardships.
"Die, die!"
No matter how much cold blowing blood is, seeing that Jiang Chen has no way to avoid it, he no longer has any spare strength.
All the power was released, and the momentum of the demon dragon increased several times, and Jiang Chen became a small black spot.
The demon dragon swooped down on Jiang Chen, the dragon's mouth open, and each dragon tooth was extremely sharp.
"It's a pity that the heat is not enough. β
Until this moment, Jiang Chen pulled out the Chixiao Sword, and in an instant, the sword qi rushed into the sky, and the mortal body faced the demon dragon, and there was an immovable momentum.
"A sword, broken. β
Jiang Chen didn't use sword moves, he just entered the artistic conception of Tianwu and used the power of the sword.
Leng Blowing Blood immediately felt the unusualness in Jiang Chen's swordsmanship, and when he was sure that he was not mistaken, his face changed greatly.
The demon dragon's body stopped little by little, and after it was completely still, it began to crumble from the dragon's head.
In a second, the demon dragon turned into energy and dissipated between heaven and earth.
Cold blowing blood spit out a large mouthful of blood, his face was like gold paper, and the sword in his hand hung weakly.
"It's not a level at all. β
Only then did the onlookers understand the reason why Jiang Chen was indifferent.
The funny thing is that it is not difficult to see that all this was provoked by cold blowing, and it ended up like this.
"It shouldn't be like this. Cold blowing blood was unwilling.
"Liu Xuyang and I didn't long after they fled, and after that, my swordsmanship improved again, now do you know how stupid my actions were?" Jiang Chen sneered.
Cold blowing blood gritted his teeth and couldn't say a word.
Suddenly, Jiang Chen rushed in front of him, grabbed his shoulders and left.
Leng Blowing Blood, who accepted his fate, closed his eyes and waited for death, but Jiang Chen did not kill him.
When he was taken to no man's land, Jiang Chen said, "You still have a chance to live. β
Leng Blow's bloody eyes rolled, and said, "What do you want to know?"
"Vault, it was opened by the people of your Evil Cloud Palace, right?"
Leng Chuixue was stunned, and laughed at himself: "Do you think that even if it is, such a big thing is something I can know?"
"Then who knows?" Jiang Chen heard the clue and asked quietly.
Leng Blowing Blood realized that he had missed his mouth, glanced at him, and said, "Su Xing, Su Xing knows." β
Hearing this, Jiang Chen didn't say anything, and a sword pierced his palm and nailed it to the ground.
Leng blew blood and screamed miserably, and scolded at the same time.
"Don't be clever, because you're stupid enough to make me laugh. Jiang Chen said.
Blowing blood coldly and gasping, he suddenly found that Jiang Chen was different from the other disciples of the Hall of Heroes.
"Then do you know what the main purpose of the Hall of Heroes is, and how much will I tell you about the Vault?" asked Leng Blowing Blood.
Jiang Chen frowned, the Hall of Heroes just said to the disciple to be careful of the enemy, help his teammates, and collect treasures.
However, there must be other explanations for Li Nanxing and other lineage disciples.
"The two of us haven't reached that level yet, and what you don't know, I don't know either. "Blowing blood coldly.
"Since you don't know anything, what am I leaving you for?"
Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes and lifted the Chixiao Sword, just to swing it.
"Wait!"
Leng Blowing Blood was so frightened that he kept retreating, not to mention how much he regretted coming to trouble Jiang Chen.
"Tell me what you know, and don't challenge my patience. Jiang Chen said.
"Yes, the Secret Vault was wanted to be opened by the Evil Cloud Palace, but this kind of thing was tacitly understood in the Evil Cloud Palace, and the higher-ups did not admit it. Leng Blowxue said.
"You didn't admit it, why are you so determined?"
Leng Blowing Blood pursed his lips and said, "As you know, the Evil Cloud Hall was founded by the remnants of the royal family of the Divine Dragon Dynasty, and the Divine Dragon Secret Treasure is naturally only known to the people of the royal family. β
"Then we won't do it until then?"
"The Venerable in the Vault can't enter, so the time is not ripe, until now, Su Xing's strength has become the highest in the Tongtian Realm. β
Leng Blowing Blood was very simple this time, and said: "This time we not only have to get the treasure, but also to completely annihilate the inheritance disciples of your Hero Palace, of course, you are not considered a inheritance disciple, and it is not within the scope." β
Hearing that no one wanted to kill him, Jiang Chen felt inexplicably unhappy.
Jiang Chen said: "You have always misunderstood the point, I don't care about who kills whom, I want to know, where is the treasure in the vault." β
"I know of one, but I won't tell you that the murderous aura on your body is even more terrifying than that of the people in the Evil Cloud Temple. β
Leng Chuixue stood up and said, "I'll take you there, so that I can rest assured." β
Jiang Chen pondered for a while, knowing that he would definitely be going to do ghosts again.
"So what are you waiting for? However, Jiang Chen had the confidence to play him to death.
After cold-blowing blood to bandage the wound, he walked ahead without saying a word.