Tan Qiudao was slightly stunned, his killing intent suddenly dissipated, and he looked at Wu Ming with a surprised face, "Master, ......"

Wu Ming calculated the "special effect dragon" when he resisted the Extreme Heavy Crossbow in his mind, and magnified it thousands of times!

The key is a "big" word, I still think that the dragon fighting spirit shown by Wu Ming at the beginning has been so huge that Tan Qiudao was so surprised that he couldn't speak, at this time, in the face of so many masters, Wu Ming had an idea that this special effect should be made bigger so that more people can see it, so that he should not be troubled, but Wu Ming never thought that in this world, every time the fighting spirit increases inadvertently, its strength is turned up a few times by geometric multiples!

Wu Ming's imaginary calculation in his mind is like a mold, and a trace of golden light is thrown into this mold from the core, and this filled mold immediately unfolds the "special effect" and begins to "perform" completely according to his own thinking.

"Let me see what the third-rate fighting spirit looks like in your eyes. A blazing white light emerged from Wu Ming's body, the halo enveloped Wu Ming's whole person, and a huge force spread outward, Wu Ming roared in his heart, come out, my special effect!

A huge dragon of light emerged from Wu Ming's body and rose up.

Each of the dragon's sharp scales is huge, the dragon's horns are like a mountain, and the dragon's body is thousands of zhang long! The light dragon is wrapped around the sword mountain, slowly lifting the dragon head that is even bigger than the main hall, the dragon's whiskers flutter spiritually, the dragon opened its eyes, and the blazing white light burst out from the eyes, like two rounds of the dawn in the sky, and the powerful power was suddenly revealed.

The light dragon overlooked the Zizhu Sword Venerable and the others who stopped in the front hall of the Wanhua Palace, the sudden reversal of the situation made the other Sword Saints and Sword Venerables who came to watch the Sword Pavilion a little caught off guard, these proud geniuses knew for the first time what insignificance was, and in the face of such a terrible force, any struggle would be in vain.

Almost at the same time, everyone was frightened, and their eyes were full of envy when they looked at Tan Qiu Dao, who was Tan Qiu Dao?

People who were very familiar with Tan Qiu Dao in the past had never heard of such a terrifying person beside him, but hearing him shout "Master", no wonder he was reluctant to learn the other fighting qi methods of the Sword Pavilion, it turned out that the fighting qi of the dragon could also be terrifying to such a realm!

Zizhu Jianzun was different from other bystanders, if others felt that it was extremely shocking, he was facing this incomparably huge "Fighting Dragon", his heart was no longer indescribably fearful, he was already completely buried in a haze, he couldn't lift the slightest fighting heart in his heart, his legs trembled, even if he was standing, he relied on the long sword that supported the ground.

Wu Ming smiled smugly, but no one noticed the expression on his face, because everyone was focusing on this sudden light dragon.

This is my master's strength?

Tan Qiudao was excited, in his current opinion, Wu Ming still had such a spare strength in the face of a big killing weapon like the Extreme Dao Heavy Crossbow, and the pride in his heart arose, looking at those people who usually laughed at Youlong Dou Qi as a third-rate fighting spirit, their faces were also like earth at this time.

It's almost, it's time to be scared, after a long time, Wu Ming was a little embarrassed.

Only he himself knows that this is just a "special effect", and he can't win it, even if that Zizhu Sword Venerable stands there and doesn't resist, he can't win against him, and he will only end up undefeated in the end.

Fall quickly, fall quickly, Wu Ming repeatedly urged in his heart, but the Zizhu Sword Venerable had been standing there trembling and towering, dead or alive, he didn't expect Zizhu Jianzun to also want to fall, but his mind was full of the terrible dragon of fighting spirit in front of him, just the fighting spirit was so terrifying, so the man who displayed this fighting spirit, how terrifying his strength was, he couldn't imagine it, and he didn't dare to imagine.

Fall down, fall down!

Wu Ming was anxious, according to the script he imagined, as long as Zizhu Jianzun fell, he could retract his "fighting spirit" in a grand manner, and put on a posture of not wanting to embarrass his juniors.

Fall down! Wu Ming almost shouted.

Guanglong also seemed to understand Wu Ming's thoughts, and slowly approached the dragon head two or three feet away from the Zizhu Sword Venerable.

So close to see the grinning fangs in the light dragon's mouth, and the hot breath coming out of its nose.

The heat blurred Zizhu Jianzun's eyes, and Zizhu Jianzun's pants were inexplicably wet.

The light dragon roared, Zizhu Jianzun immediately collapsed, and hurriedly turned around and crawled towards the main hall, his face had already turned purple and red due to fright, where was there any master's demeanor, "Head Heavenly Master, save me, save me quickly!"

What are you kidding, how can such a terrifying fighting spirit be exuded by an ordinary grandmaster, in the entire Sword Pavilion, I am afraid that only the head Heavenly Master can talk to him on an equal footing, even if his master is Xiaoyao Heavenly Master Nangong is injured, I am afraid that it is not as good as this person, how can a mere sword venerable be able to challenge such a master!

"Since Sir has come from afar, why bother to be outside the palace. In such a good season, wouldn't it be nice to enter the temple and drink a drink of wine with this seat. ”

Wu Mingyuan saw a handsome figure walk out of the hall, this person is handsome and handsome, his eyes are like a phoenix, his eyebrows are like lying silkworms, his lips are square, his beard is light, take a closer look, he is a decent person.

With such a decent person and extraordinary strength, it is indeed easy to gather people's hearts.

However, Wu Ming is not interested in these, after all, most of the decent characters on TV are not good people. However, when the main owner came out, Wu Ming also had to sell face, accept it when he saw it, and put away the "dragon fighting spirit".

Tan Qiu Dao couldn't help but feel sorry when he saw that his ancestor had gathered up his own fighting spirit, but in his heart he was even more determined to follow Wu Ming forever, just as he thought at the beginning, the Tan family's dragon fighting spirit was the strongest fighting spirit in the world!

The head of the Heavenly Master Qiuhua is a famous figure who has already become a famous person, and he has learned amazing martial arts at a young age, and he has climbed to the pinnacle of martial arts that everyone looks up to soon after - Grandmaster!

Qiu Hua became a grandmaster at a young age, but also a leader in the younger generation, he was young and arrogant, he traveled the continent, fought all over the world, and did not taste defeat!

Qiu Hua, who thought he was invincible in the world, aimed his proud gaze at one of the two great martial arts masters in the world, Sword Pavilion.

The Sword Pavilion's requirements for disciples have always been rather lacking than abundant, unlike the other great Dou Shen Huomen, the Sword Pavilion does not belong to the combat power of any country, but every time it can be isolated from the war, no one dares to underestimate the strength of the Sword Pavilion, and the young and conceited Qiu Hua directly climbed to the top of the Sword Pavilion in one step, and defeated countless Sword Saints and Sword Venerables in the halls of the Sword Pavilion.