Chapter Ninety-Four: The Defeat of the Blood Dragon
"The last move!" The White Tiger Divine Monarch looked at Wang Xuanwei deadly, his whole body surging involuntarily, but he always followed his patience.
He wasn't sure.
Looking at Wang Xuanwei's whole body with all his spirit, he adjusted his state to the highest in this life, and the figure standing in front of him seemed random, simple and unremarkable, and there were flaws all over his body.
But he understands that no matter what angle he attacks, the final result will be certain death.
Time passed slowly, and the White Tiger Divine Monarch's heart became more and more solemn, his palms gradually sweated, and his body was already trembling a little under the high tension.
Wang Xuanwei glanced at him and said contemptuously: "You don't do it yet, do you want to live as long as possible?" If so, Poor Dao advises you to make a move earlier, death is actually not painful at all, the most painful thing is the time to wait for death. ”
When Wang Xuanwei spoke, his sleeve robe danced in the wind, and the hunting sound, the White Tiger Divine Monarch could feel that his body was full of flaws and empty doors, but he still didn't dare to make a move.
Sweat soaked through his clothes, and the frequency of the White Tiger Divine Monarch's body trembling became higher and higher, maybe Wang Xuanwei was right, death is not terrible, and the waiting moment when you know that you will die is the most painful.
Nearly two million troops on both sides were watching him, and as time passed, more and more people were already impatient, urging the White Tiger Divine Monarch to hurry up, and some were even sneering.
In such a situation, the White Tiger Divine Monarch had to take action.
The sage has a saying: What the ten eyes see, what the ten masters point to, its majesty shouts?
In the face of the accusations of ten people, it is already necessary to bear a huge and incomparable pressure, let alone millions of people!
The White Tiger Divine Monarch couldn't bear the pressure, so he made a move, and he used his life's strength to turn into a shocking claw and slash at Wang Xuanwei.
He didn't have the slightest grasp of this move.
But he shot anyway because he had to.
The results are naturally palpable.
Under the shroud of the White Tiger Divine Monarch's claws, Wang Xuanwei's figure did not move at all, a violent aura surged out, and the huge claw shadow was broken in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, a five-colored light swirled and appeared, enveloping his body, and under the raging brilliance, the White Tiger Divine Monarch disappeared.
Wang Xuanwei said coldly: "In fact, in the eyes of Poor Dao, this third move is far less subtle than the first two tricks. ”
In the sky, the Venerable Lord sighed, as if he was sorry for the fall of the White Tiger Divine Monarch.
San Wujun said coldly: "Knowing that there is no chance of winning, but caring about the opinions of others, and making a rash move, such a waste is not a pity to die." ”
Lord Wending nodded: "The real strong man will not care about the opinions of others, whether it is pointed out by ten thousand people or insulted by thousands of people, it is difficult to shake the will, Baihu He is only a weak person after all, of course, how many people in this world can be called strong?"
San Wujun said solemnly: "In the eyes of this monarch, the only people who can be called strong in the world are Mujun and Tao Daominger. ”
Lord Wen looked at him and asked, "Why?"
Sanwujun said: "Because these two people have cut off their personal desires, and their state of mind has reached the realm of selflessness, and the person who has no ** is the most terrifying."
As for you, although you are also the hero of a generation, you have selfish desires, which dooms you to be inferior to them. ”
The Venerable Lord was silent for a moment, then nodded: "What you said is very reasonable, these two people are indeed real powerhouses, nothing can shake their will, and the deity admires them very much." ”
San Wujun said with a smile: "The lord does not need to be depressed, although these two people are the most terrible people, but they are also the most hopeless path, the world is ignorant, their actions will only be in vain in the end, but the two martyred people under the vast world, although respectable, but also sad." ”
The Lord said: "If you know that you can't do it, you are a true hero." It's a pity that the deity is actually their enemy, which is really a pity, otherwise it would be a blessing to make friends with someone like them. ”
San Wujun said: "No matter what, they are the objects we must eradicate, Mu Jun is too tricky, let's take Tao Daoming first, the plan has already begun." ”
Lord Wending nodded: "Then let's do it, the deity is looking forward to what he can do as an apprentice." ”
San Wujun laughed: "Senior Brother Tao is not something you can teach from your master, how can a bad person like you teach a good person like him?"
The Venerable Lord looked at him coldly and said, "The deity can't teach a madman like you either. ”
San Wujun opened the topic and said: "Wang Xuanwei's strength is unexpected, then it's time to make a trump card below, let the blood dragon be this person for a while." ”
On the battlefield, Wang Xuanwei stood proudly, with a robe on his body, and the mysterious Taoist rhyme was entangled, reflecting a fairy wind and bones, and he had a chic demeanor.
His eyes swept over the Beiyuan army, whose morale was extremely low at the moment due to the defeat of the White Tiger Divine Monarch, Wang Xuanwei said indifferently: "Who are you waiting for to compete with the poor Dao!"
With the momentum of slashing the two masters in a row, Wang Xuanwei shouted, and the invisible coercion forced the Beiyuan army, making the opponent's camp a dead silence.
After a while, Wang Xuanwei frowned: "Could it be that there is no one in Beiyuan anymore, in that case, if you don't quickly withdraw from the Middle Earth Realm, is it to force the poor Dao to kill?"
Yelu Cangkun's brows tightened, seeing that there was no one left and right to fight, and when he gritted his teeth and was about to take action in person, in the rear barracks, a monstrous blood qi suddenly gushed out, and countless grassland cavalry were swallowed by the blood, and the sound of miserable howls resounded throughout the field.
"Could it be that Liang Yu sent someone to sneak attack the rear of our army?" Yelu Cangkun's expression changed, and he wanted to return to the army to investigate.
At this time, under the spread of blood qi, a crisp dragon roar resounded through the Bifang Ancient Plains, and a surging evil qi raged in a radius of thousands of miles.
Wang Xuanwei's expression froze, he suddenly looked into the distance, and shouted: "Where is the demon and evil, dare to be presumptuous here?"
"Bullnose, I want to see what you looked like before you died!" The figure of the blood dragon appeared high in the sky, and a monstrous evil aura spread from his body, like a terrifying beast staring at Wang Xuanwei.
Yelu Cangkun's color was a little changeable, and it was uncertain, and he knew the identity of the blood dragon.
Wang Xuanwei's face suddenly turned cold: "What a wicked animal, how can the poor Dao tolerate you?" Under the five-colored light, he stretched out one hand and grabbed the blood dragon.
"It's good to come!" the blood dragon roared, and a terrifying dragon shadow suddenly condensed out, and the space was distorted under the boundless evil qi rolling.
Disheveled!
Two vast forces collided in the air, and under the impact of blood and qi, the earth suddenly cracked, and boundless smoke and dust spread across the heavens and the earth, covering the sky and the sun.
"The Tao leads to heaven!" Wang Xuanwei drank awe-inspiringly, his Taoist robe flew around him, and a round of Tai Chi patterns flew out, and under the interweaving of yin and yang, he killed all things.
"Blood Hell Dragon!" The blood dragon also drank there, and the blood-colored dragon shadow soared for nine days, and the boundless blood qi shook the heavens and the earth, and the evil and murderous qi were intertwined, and the world was like the end of the world.
Boom!
The Tai Chi Diagram and the blood-colored dragon shadow collided together, and the violent power shook for hundreds of miles, and the surrounding wind and clouds suddenly surged, and the earth trembled.
The energy fluctuations were overflowing, and the entire Ancient Plains battlefield shook, followed by the darkness, only to see two great shores fighting on the top of the firmament.
Mu Jun watched this scene with an indifferent expression, his eyes were not happy.
Below, the armies of both sides were shaken by the peerless battle, each retreating, away from the center of the battlefield.
Liang Yu and other top powerhouses could not hide the shock in their hearts, and they were shocked by the violent fluctuations in the sky, and their expressions changed dramatically.
Suddenly, a loud sound like thunder shook the four fields.
Wang Xuanwei and the blood dragon stood proudly in the sky at the same time, staring at each other solemnly.
Wang Xuanwei said indifferently: "You are indeed a strong enemy, but in front of the poor road, you only have the fate of hatred." ”
The blood dragon roared and said proudly: "Before the blood dragon, there were no living beings, and you would not be an exception!"
The momentum of the two sides collided, and for a time the heavens and the earth shook, the wind and clouds changed color, and there was no light above the sky.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two figures quickly intertwined, the Dao shadow and the blood-colored dragon shadow collided continuously, and the violent power fluctuations impacted in all directions, and the space collapsed.
Bang! Bang!
The sound of violent collisions continued to be heard, and the battle in the sky was going on so fast that it was difficult to see with the naked eye, and only strong people such as Mu Jun could detect the situation.
Bang!
Another loud bang.
Under the spread of smoke and dust, he saw two figures standing on the earth, and the vast plain cracked, and the heavens and the earth shook for dozens of miles.
Everyone looked at it, Wang Xuanwei's robe was stained with blood, but his figure was still immovable, but the blood dragon was staggering at the moment, his face was pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
The battle between the two powers, the blood dragon is defeated!