"Wouldn't it, this kind of life-and-death situation still comes to this trick?" Behind him, Long Wudang looked at the small flame blankly, he had suffered a big loss from Mu Hanyan, and knew that this small flame was definitely not as simple as it seemed, and whoever dared to underestimate it would inevitably die a miserable death. But at this time, he didn't think Xiang Qiu would be stupid. even felt that Mu Hanyan was still playing such a small trick in this battle of life and death, which was simply looking for death.

Mu Hanyan would definitely shout if he knew his thoughts, she didn't have the idea of showing the enemy to paralyze the opponent weakly, she never had to, she couldn't help it, God knows why every time she exerts all her strength, it starts with a small flame, and then comes to a flaming gorgeous finish, but it seems how treacherous and cunning she is.

At the moment when the small flame appeared, a cloud of blue light suddenly bloomed on top of Xiang Qiu's huge ink sword, deep and vast, as if the door to the abyss of hell had been opened.

"Roar!" a roar of rage, and a black figure flew out of it.

The graceful antlers, graceful posture, sharp claws, and indestructible scale armor all over the body are not exactly one of the strongest of the legendary ancient beasts, the dragon!

However, unlike the divine dragon that ordinary people know, the dark dragon in front of him has no holy meaning on his body, and is full of death, evil, and cruelty.

The demon dragon roared angrily, flying around Mu Hanyan in the air, but in the blink of an eye, the huge and slender black dragon shadow was like a black mist, firmly imprisoning Mu Hanyan in it.

Everyone looked at this scene in horror, even the rogues under Xiang Qiu's subordinates.

It was only at this time that they knew why Xiang Qiushu was able to get out of the encirclement and suppression of the five major temples safely, and why so many priests died tragically under his sword, so that the temple priests who claimed to be the masters of the continent couldn't even find his shadow.

Not because of how strong he is, but because of his sword, or more precisely, because of this demon dragon hidden in the sword.

"Lord Priest!" An Xiaxin and the others finally came back to their senses and exclaimed in unison.

Perhaps, the legendary divine beast dragon may not be the ultimate powerhouse in the continent, the demon dragon in front of him should be sealed in that giant sword, and it may not be as powerful as the legend, and the top priest with extraordinary strength may not be qualified to compete with it, but no one thinks that Mu Hanyan will have that strength.

"Death, I want you to die, I want you to be destroyed, and you can't be born forever. Xiang Qiu slashed cruelly, and the giant sword slashed towards Mu Hanyan.

Although Mu Hanyan had already guessed that his giant sword was extraordinary, she didn't expect that there was an ancient demon dragon sealed in it, and she hadn't even heard of it at all, there would be such a demon dragon in the world.

The demon dragon coiled outside his body, the black aura of the Dao was permeated, and under the confinement of the huge power, Mu Hanyan couldn't move, and the long sword that had already been cut out half was also condensed in the air, unable to move forward a bit.

Only that small flame flew towards the giant sword that Xiang Qiu slashed out.

But even a fool knows that such a small flame is impossible to stop Xiang Qiu's sword full of hatred, let alone this flame, even if it turns into a huge fireball again, or a burning fire spear, it will not be able to resist it. What was contained in that sword was no longer the power of Xiang Qiu's own sword, but the power of the demon dragon.

"Cold smoke!" Ling Baobao's face no longer had his usual calmness, his eyes were red, and he lifted the dragon armor and threw it at Xiang Qiuyi.

An Xiaxin and the others also woke up like a dream, and flew towards Mu Hanyan, waving the long sword in their hands, and at the same time releasing a series of divine techniques.

The demon dragon let out a roar, and a black aura gushed out of his body, like ripples in water, An Xiaxin and the others' divine skills dissolved it, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, while Ling Baobao was shocked and flew back with the tyrant dragon armor.

"Lord Priest, ......" An Xiaxin's feet were weak, and she fell to the ground on one knee, and behind her, she also knelt down with a brush.

Ling Baobao stood there, his whole body cold, tears rolling down his cheeks.

Xiang Qiu's giant sword was getting closer and closer to Mu Hanyan, and the black gas was permeated, turning into a hideous dragon head, opening its bloody mouth, as if it was about to devour Mu Hanyan in one gulp.

And the faint flame that seemed to be blown out if the wind was stronger flew into the mouth of the demon dragon at this moment.

Suddenly, the demon dragon's whole body stiffened, and Xiang Qiu's murderous sword also froze in mid-air.

A shocking scene happened, a flash of fire appeared, and the monstrous giant head of the demon dragon, like an ice cube under the scorching sun, quickly melted and disappeared, and the seemingly indestructible body covered with scale armor also quickly dissipated under the burning of a white flame.

It feels like watching a papier-mâché dragon lantern turn to ashes under the flames and then drift away in the wind, leaving no trace.

Even the black long sword in Xiang Qiu's hand was no exception, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into nothingness.

"This, how can it be ......" Looking at the empty palm in a daze, Xiang Qiu's mind was confused.

It was the last question of his life, and for him, of course, a question that would never be answered.

Because in the next moment, the Hanxiao Sword that had lost its restraint had already slashed heavily into his chest, and a flaming spear also appeared at this time, piercing through his chest and flying into the air with him.

"Ah......" Xiang Qiushu finally let out a miserable scream, and his body was in mid-air, and he had been turned to ashes by the raging flames.

Everyone was stunned, they thought that Mu Hanyan would definitely die, who knew that such a reversal would happen, the terrifying demon dragon was so easily defeated by Mu Hanyan, even Zhuge Qiu couldn't resist the power of his sword, Xiang Qiu, and died under Mu Hanyan's sword.

Even though all this happened right in front of their eyes, some people couldn't help but rub their eyes, obviously unable to believe what they were seeing.

"Kill!" Mu Hanyan pointed at his long sword and shouted coldly.

She is not an indiscriminate murderer, but she has seen the cruelty and ruthlessness of the rogue, but she will never have the slightest mercy.

Xiang Qiu's subordinates were well-trained, far more terrifying than the Blood Wind Thieves, and if they were allowed to escape from Huayu City, once they were full-fledged, they would be in a catastrophe.

Mu Hanyan knew that if he wanted to have stronger strength, he couldn't stay in Huayu City forever, so he was never willing to leave them any hidden dangers.

It's a pity that urging the Divine Gift Heavenly Power is too hurtful, and the loss of the power of the Divine Mind is particularly huge, and the use of the Eight Desolation Divine Fall makes her even more exhausted, and she can't do it in a short time.

The cold voice resounded throughout the earth, and the priest guards of the Flower Rain Temple woke up like a dream and attacked the rogue on the opposite side.