"What, old man, don't you dare?"

Seeing that the elder couldn't retreat, Qiu Fuyue felt extremely unhappy in his heart. However, because of Murong Chen, he didn't dare to make a mistake. So, he said coldly and provocatively: "Didn't you say that you would chop me up with a knife and feed it to the dogs?

"I'll give you a chance, but not now!" Elder Unable snorted coldly, and stopped talking to Qiu Fuyue.

At this moment, among the dragons, Long Haotian's situation had reached an extremely critical moment.

On the other side, Murong Chen's face always had a victory-like joy. Although the blow just now did not cut off Long Haotian's head, which made him a little unhappy, he quickly adjusted his mentality, and on top of Long Haotian's battle armor, seven or eight more scars were added.

"Long Haotian, surrender to me, it's still too late!" Murong Chen sneered, "Don't die to the end, you can't even get a whole corpse!"

Hearing Murong Chen's words, Long Haotian's originally solemn expression showed a sneer: "If you want me to die, it's not so easy!"

"Huh?" Murong Chen frowned.

He didn't expect that at this time, Long Haotian was ready to continue to hold on.

"Does this kid still have any hole cards?" Murong Chen's face also showed a look of expectation.

At this moment, Long Haotian had no way out. Although the previous fierce battle had consumed too much of his true qi, at this life-and-death juncture, he had to fully display his potential.

"Sword Spirit, help me, or you and I will die!"

Long Haotian roared at the sword spirit in the third consciousness space.

From just now, this sword spirit was so angry by Long Haotian's "stupid" behavior that he was "making trouble" at the moment. At this moment, he suddenly heard Long Haotian's thunderous order, and he was immediately frightened.

"Dragon ......"

It just wanted to curse back, when suddenly an incomparably dangerous aura poured into the consciousness space.

"Who are you provoking again?"

"No matter how much nonsense you talk about, we'll all die!" Long Haotian had no time to grind with it, and his tone became more and more anxious.

In the third consciousness space, the speed of time is a thousand times that of the outer world, so this sword spirit still has enough time to react. Moreover, although he hated Long Haotian to death in his heart, the fates of the two of them are now bound together. In any case, he didn't want Long Haotian to fall.

At the same time, during this period of time, Long Haotian was really good to this sword spirit. When cultivating, Long Haotian would always allocate a part of his power to supply and nourish the holy soul of this sword spirit.

Moreover, the half of the Holy Soul that was locked in the consciousness space, because it had a thousand times longer, so the strength recovered very well. The machine spirit is much simpler than that of humans, Long Haotian is sincere to it, and unconsciously, this sword spirit gradually began to think of Long Haotian's goodness.

"You broom star, you cause trouble all day long!" "Since the sword spirit is ready to help, he must always be happy first, "Today, this saint will open your eyes and let you know what real power is!"

As soon as the words fell, Long Haotian felt that in the depths of his soul, there was an incomparably violent force, which erupted like a volcanic eruption. In the blink of an eye, the holy weapon pattern on his right arm was lit up eighty percent.

At this moment, a giant dragon was rushing towards Long Haotian under Murong Chen's control. But as soon as it opened its huge mouth and was about to bite, a monstrous sword burst out from Long Haotian's right arm. In just a moment of lightning, the dragon's body was shattered by the terrifying sword.

"How...... How is that possible!"

Murong Chen, who was extremely calm just now, was instantly stunned by the scene in front of him.

It was clear that Long Haotian had already felt that his stamina was insufficient, but where did this terrifying sword aura come from? What kind of hole cards did Long Haotian hold in his hand?

"Murong Chen!" At this time, he heard Long Haotian roar angrily, "Your 'Battle Dragon Halberd Method' is not enough, now let you see my 'Dragon Slaying Sword Technique'!"

In the moment of a snap of his fingers, the five giant dragons were chopped to pieces under the indestructible sword aura. At this moment, the holy sword is in hand, and the giant crocodile is no more than rotten wood!

The roaring sword qi was in all directions, and after only ten breaths, half of Murong Chen's dragon was destroyed.

This sudden reversal made the group of retainers and guards stunned. They had no idea what was going on, why Long Haotian seemed to be possessed by a god in an instant.

Murong Chen's heart was also trembling.

In his opinion, Long Haotian is already fish on the chopping board, only to be slaughtered. Unexpectedly, this fish was able to fight back, and almost all of them were about to bite Ku Ding

"That power comes from the right arm, what secrets are hidden there?" Murong Chen pointed out, and the demon pupils once again radiated a different light, but after a moment, his eyes froze, "This is...... The tattoo?"

He saw that at this moment, on Long Haotian's right arm, the tattoo that could only emit a glimmer of light was exuding an incomparably divine light at this moment. Suddenly, a sense of foreboding surged into Murong Chen's heart.

And while he was exploring, Long Haotian's counterattack did not stop at all.

At this moment, Long Haotian had completely entered the crazy and rampage mode, and after only ten breaths, the number of dragons had been sharply reduced to ten. And the remaining ten dragons, along with the weakening of Murong Chen's strength, were obviously unable to continue to stop the power of Long Haotian's holy sword.

Suddenly, Long Haotian's gaze shot at Murong Chen. In the void, sparks suddenly radiated.

At this moment, Murong Chen suddenly felt a trace of coldness, a trace of coldness due to fear. This feeling was something he hadn't dared to imagine before. His Royal Highness Beichen, how can he feel fear?

But now, this feeling is very real and begins to eat away at his heart, his heart that has not been so invincible since he succumbed to the night rain.

"Murong Chen, it's my turn!"

Long Haotian roared angrily, his body jumped up, and instantly broke through the blockade of the remaining ten giant dragons, rushing towards Murong Chen like a meteor.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

The retainers and guards all exclaimed in unison at this moment. Even Murong Yu, who had always had great confidence in Murong Chen, felt a trace of uneasiness at this moment, as if he had seen the haze of failure, and was quietly gathering towards Murong Chen's head.

"—— Chop"

Long Haotian's right arm was high, and then slashed down.

This blow seems bland and unpretentious. But among them, there is a strong charm of the avenue, which is simple but strong. Although it was a blow, it seemed as if all retreats had been cut off.

(End of chapter)