Chapter 68: The Dragon Flying Jiao Dance
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With a flash of fierce golden light, Blood Jiao's forward body was shocked by an invisible ripple of energy and flew out, retreating straight back to its original position. And the source of that energy ripple was the diamond-shaped golden scale at the center of Wang Xuanlong's eyebrows, that is, the Xuanyuan Sword
Even if it was him, it was not so pleasant to be directly hit by the energy of the ancient artifact Xuanyuan Sword. Although the sharp energy had been weakened a lot by the blood armor on his body, it still made him frown for a while.
The gold, silver and blue energy came out of his body, Wang Xuanlong stabilized his heels and said, "If you want to fight, let's change places, don't hurt them!"
Blood Jiao still looked at him with disdain, and an invisible wind blew behind him, blowing his silver hair fluttering, "Do you think you are qualified to negotiate terms with me?" After speaking, his body rushed forward again, this time, he exploded with twice as much power as last time.
Boom!
With his arms crossed and holding on to the iron fist he swung, Wang Xuanlong's whole body True Qi was already running wildly, and the light blue True Qi corresponded to the Blood Jiao's Blood True Qi in pairs. Suddenly, under the gaze of the third girl, he rushed and fell to the balcony with the blood Jiao.
"Xuanlong !!" Yan Fang was startled, and had already rushed to the balcony before Liu Xiaoling to look down, a black cyclone flashed, and the bodies of the two of them who fell extremely quickly disappeared into the air.
Rumble!
In the leisure park of Longteng Jiayuan, the two figures retreated a few meters backwards in an energy explosion in between, and the tiles on the road where the two of them crossed emitted bursts of green smoke.
The blood-colored armor was not damaged in the slightest, not even a trace could be seen, and in the energy impact, the long silver hair of the blood Jiao fluttered slowly, and the oak tree behind him was shaken and the leaves fell for a while.
Compared with Blood Jiao, the gray windbreaker on Wang Xuanlong's body was already broken, the white shirt was also torn in many places, and several short black hairs were broken by the shock wave and slowly floated down, and before the hair fell to the ground, the two had already intersected again.
The blood color flew, the dragon roared, and the two colors of energy, one blue and one red, were constantly intertwined and annihilated in the connection of each punch of the two, accompanied by another huge energy ripple, and the ground under the feet of the two instantly collapsed, and suddenly the gravel flew sideways. With a loud bang, Wang Xuanlong and Blood Jiao once again separated backwards.
The black blood had slowly flowed down from the corners of his mouth, although his arms began to tremble slightly, Wang Xuanlong's fighting spirit was still undiminished, and the dragon power in his body continued to converge towards his arms, at this moment, his fighting spirit had been aroused, and the huge dragon breath was released without reservation.
Rushing towards each other again, this time the impact between the two of them was directly emitted outward with a ripple-like air fluctuation visible to the naked eye, only a few crisp sounds were heard, the windshields of the surrounding parked vehicles were all shattered, the glass slag was scattered all over the ground, the surrounding trees were broken at the waist, and the two people who were in touch with each other were also affected by a lot of energy at the moment.
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A silver light flashed, with a slight cold wind, and it had already stabbed towards Wang Xuanlong. Harnessing the Ninefold Power True Dragon Vitality Force, he violently pushed the Blood Jiao a few meters away, and at the same time, he also jumped up and turned over to try to dodge this silver light, but the sharp energy aura seemed to have locked on his body, and still flew straight towards him.
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Another dragon roar sounded, and the silver light flying in the air had changed its trajectory and returned to the hands of the blood Jiao on the side. When he raised his head, an incomparably huge aura of energy had already converged into a golden dragon with its head raised in Wang Xuanlong's hands, accompanied by wisps of red energy, red and gold energy were intertwined, and a pair of overwhelming golden dragon wings unfolded behind the golden dragon.
"Long Teng Ten Thousand Miles!" With a chilling coldness, he snorted coldly in his mouth, and the golden wings behind the huge golden dragon suddenly fanned, there was no dust raised in the sky, and there was no huge air flow, only a dragon howl, and the cold light in Wang Xuanlong's eyes.
The golden dragon rushed towards the Blood Jiao and did not directly impact his body, when it flew in front of the Blood Jiao, the Golden Wing Fan reversed the direction of its flight, and rushed into the sky above the Blood Jiao's head, and kept circling.
Looking at the golden dragon that was only circling but not attacking, Blood Jiao couldn't help but sneer again, and said to Wang Xuanlong with the same cold words: "Do you Wang clan like to play these little tricks?"
"If it's clever or not, you'll know right away!"
Before Wang Xuanlong's words fell, the golden dragon hovering above the head of the blood dragon suddenly let out a long groan, and the dragon's eyes flashed with a sharp red light, and flew towards the sky again. In the dense rolling dark clouds in the air, lightning and thunder auroras flashed, and at the moment when the golden dragon rushed into the sky, a purple lightning with the thickness of a human arm slashed straight down, hitting the blood Jiao on the opposite side.
Despite his preparations, the sudden flash of lightning still caught him off guard, and he stumbled and almost fell to his knees. However, as soon as his footsteps were firm, the golden dragon rushed down again, and with a deafening dragon roar, several dense red fireballs had fallen in the air.
It was said that it was a fireball, but it was more like an energy explosion, and countless red energy spurted out from the mouth of the golden dragon and blasted straight towards the blood dragon.
"I can't help myself!! shouted angrily, and the silver light in the blood Jiao's hand dissipated, replaced by a blood-colored long knife, with a blood-like texture, the same dazzling color as the blood armor, and the sharp blade, the blood Jiao's fangs appeared in his hand.
"Drink, !!" was another angry shout, the fangs of the blood Jiao were raised high above his head, and he continued to rotate at extreme speed in his hands, and the energy explosion that fell from a height of 10,000 meters was bounced off by the sharp blade he wielded, and the flames flew, and the nearby trees, buildings and vehicles naturally suffered.
When the smoke of the explosion cleared, a glimmer of blood-colored light flashed through the faint mist, and a miserable wail was heard. Wang Xuanlong fixed his eyes and saw that the golden dragon he sent out with all his strength was actually grabbed by the dragon horn and pressed to the ground by the blood Jiao with one hand, no matter how it flapped the golden wings and struggled, its body did not move at all.
Grab the dragon empty-handed, and one-handed.
Looking at the golden dragon struggling in pain beside him, Blood Jiao sneered and said, "Dragon, I haven't paid attention to your dragon shadow soul section yet!" After speaking, the true qi in his hand moved, and with a red energy in his hand, before the golden dragon wailed again, it turned into wisps of golden true qi and drifted away under the extremely sharp blade-like strangulation of the blood jiao.
At the same time as the golden dragon dissipated, Wang Xuanlong suddenly felt a burst of restlessness in his body, and his heart suddenly ached, as if there were thousands of needles piercing his heart at the same time, as if it was not the golden dragon that disappeared, but himself.
Looking at the remaining trace of golden true qi in his palm, an indescribable look appeared at the corner of Blood Jiao's mouth, as if the more seriously the other party was injured, the more excited and powerful he became.
Standing up slowly, although Wang Xuanlong did not receive real damage at the moment, his body had begun to tremble slightly. The powerful ontological energy controlled by the sudden destruction has caused the dragon soul in his body to receive soul damage, and if he can't resist the attack of the blood Jiao, he may really be done with the game.
However, in the face of his incomparably sharp Blood Jiao Fang, any energy attack would only consume true qi in vain, and his strength and speed would be crushed by him, and at this moment, perhaps only by relying on the Xuanyuan Sword could he have a chance to turn the tide.
"What do you want?!" With the roar of the blood Jiao, the blood-colored blade had already come to the front, Wang Xuanlong no longer hesitated, the golden and silver light of his double eyes suddenly flashed, and his body was already cutting through the throat of the sharp blade of the blood Jiao's fangs and retreated, while stabilizing his heels, his body flashed with a burst of silver light, and a sonorous voice sounded, with a blue dragon-shaped light and shadow howling angrily, Yuanlong Zhen Armor had already attached his body.
As soon as the Zhen armor appeared, the power emitted by Wang Xuanlong instantly increased by several grades, and it was only in an instant that he opened a safe distance from the Blood Jiao. But the power assisted by his Blood Jiao's Fang should not be underestimated, and it had already soared behind Wang Xuanlong before him, and the blood blade swung straight at the back of Wang Xuanlong's neck.
"Bell!"
With a crisp sound, Wang Xuanlong had already flown out upside down, and barely stopped after hitting several trees. If it weren't for a dragon tail decoration on the back of the neck of the Yuan Long Zhen Armor, he would have been in a different place at this moment. But even so, the sharp energy of the Blood Jiao still made him spit out a mouthful of blood, and he slowly stood up by holding on to the folding tree on the side.
The gold and silver colors have not diminished in the slightest, and the blood-colored sword light has become stronger and stronger, and the entire community has become their battlefield, and the green construction vehicles have become the victims of their battles. Another breeze blew through, and a leaf slowly drifted down.
Looking directly at each other, the energy of the two of them at the moment was surging, black hair, silver hair, blue true qi, red blood qi, Yuan Long, blood Jiao, all of them were stark contrasts. Suddenly, the blood armor on Blood Jiao's body glowed with a dazzling blood-colored light, his figure became blurred, and the blade in his hand was once again aimed at his life.
"Xuan!Yuan!Sword!Out!"
With an angry shout, the diamond-shaped golden scales at the center of his eyebrows appeared with a dazzling golden luster, and a stream of filamentous golden energy gathered around Wang Xuanlong's right arm in his right hand. Suddenly, time seemed to stop, and the blood Jiao only felt a powerful confinement firmly lock his meridians, and the jumping body stopped in mid-air without warning, and the leaf that slowly drifted down also stopped in the air when it was about to touch the ground.
Clang!
There was another metallic crisp sound, and the sharp blade in the Blood Jiao's hand had already stopped the attack, because there was an indestructible golden light blocking in front of him, and the equally sharp or even more powerful blade blocked the Blood Jiao's teeth in his hand.
The light and shadow dissipated, and what caught his eyes was the ethereal ancient runes, the strange and familiar blade made him feel a shock in his heart, a month ago, he had almost died under that sharp blade, and this golden light was the Xuanyuan Sword.
The gold and silver suddenly skyrocketed, and an incomparably powerful force erupted from Wang Xuanlong's body, and a golden energy ripple shook the blood Jiao's body out again, and the sound of the sword echoed in his ears, and the void ancient rune gave him fear from the depths of his soul.
In front of his eyes, he couldn't help but think of the scene he didn't want to think about.
"Why, why did you massacre my people?"
A tall, yet slightly trembling back, blurry, out of reach, he had tried to hold onto, but more than once felt powerless.
And the two blades that slashed through his throat and pierced his chest, the past he never wanted to look back on.
His thoughts continued to be complicated, and his face suddenly became blue, and his originally handsome face looked so hideous at the moment, the blood in his eyes rose again, and there was a sound of clucking teeth from his mouth.
"Why? Why do you want to slaughter our clan?!" shouted angrily, the blood color true qi also skyrocketed, and the fangs of the blood Jiao were raised, and at the same time, a punch was swung away, hitting the Xuanyuan sword directly.
Hit by this sudden punch, although the Xuanyuan Sword did not shake in the slightest, nor was it damaged, it made Wang Xuanlong stunned.
Suddenly, with a deafening roar, a huge red dragon rose from behind the Blood Jiao, and at the same time, the blood-colored luster of the Blood Jiao's teeth became stronger and stronger.
"Dragon Slaying Jiao Dance !!" roared, and the fangs of the blood Jiao actually shattered with a "snap".
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The contemptible man knelt down here and thanked him.