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Over the vast and boundless desert, a dark cloud suddenly rose in a radius of thousands of feet. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The wind roared, the ink clouds surged, lightning slashed down, and countless electric snakes danced wildly, making a crackling explosion. The purple gold dragon disappeared in an instant, leaving only this dark cloud, which shrouded the heads of Shen Wanpeng and the others.

The three martial artists attacked at the same time, and their true qi was like a tide, and they were extremely fierce. Although Xie Tingfeng's purple gold dragon was strong in defense, he did not dare to make a hard connection, and activated the artistic conception of thunder in the crisis, turning into thunderclouds in the sky. The attack of Shen Wanpeng and the three suddenly lost their direction.

"Hey, where is that demon dragon?" Ji Changfa was very surprised.

"The dragon can spread clouds and rain, it must have hidden in the dark clouds. Shen Wanpeng said loudly.

"Then let's attack the dark cloud together and force it out!" said the other martial artist, brandishing his spirit sword.

"Good!"

As soon as Shen Wanpeng's words fell, two sword lights like training and a sword light as fast as a meteor tore through the dark clouds and attacked. But like a mud cow entering the sea, there was no movement for half a day.

"I'll go over and take a look!" Ji Changfa couldn't help it, urging his body to approach the dark clouds.

"Senior brother, pay attention to safety, I feel that this dark cloud is very weird. Shen Wanpeng was a little uneasy in his heart, and hurriedly reminded Ji Changfa.

"Senior brother, it's just a demon dragon, don't worry about me. Ji Changfa said, his body cautiously approached the dark clouds, and listened carefully to the movements inside.

However, nothing could be heard except the sound of crackling arcs. He got a little impatient, stretched out his hands, grabbed the dark cloud, and tried to tear it apart.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a thunder pillar with a diameter of two meters in the dark clouds struck out, flashing with dazzling white light, making it impossible for people to look directly, and slashed at Ji Changfa's head, making an earth-shattering noise.

"Senior brother......" Shen Wanpeng exclaimed, and rushed forward with another martial artist.

The huge thunder pillar with the power of Huanghuang Tianwei came too suddenly, and the distance was close, splitting Ji Chang's hair to the point that his brain was bursting, his soul was destroyed, and his body fell into Shen Wanpeng's arms.

Shen Wanpeng held Ji Changfa, who had only one-third of his head left, his heart was like a knife, and he lost his voice in grief.

"Senior brother, you died so miserably......

At this moment, the dark clouds surged, and a huge dragon head poked out, with a hint of mockery on its hideous face, and then stared at the low-level Martial Venerable. The whole body released a mighty dragon power as heavy as a thousand mountains, and instantly enveloped this low-level martial venerable.

This coercion is like a round of radiant sun, and like an omnipotent god above the nine heavens, noble but contains brilliant heavenly might. Like a peerless king who looks down on the world, he is intimidating a poor ant.

This low-level martial venerable from the Great Wilderness Domain Sect looked at the Purple Golden Dragon's fierce eyes, and his whole body trembled. At this moment, he no longer wanted to kill the demon dragon and reap the benefits, he just wanted to leave this dangerous place.

However, he felt that he could not move, and his body was already imprisoned by the power of the true dragon.

In an instant, a dragon claw with white thunder and fire, the power of tearing the sky, and the dragon power of the ancient ancestral dragon suddenly buckled his head, and the other dragon claw grabbed his body. Then, the claws pulled hard!

"Aang!"

The Purple Gold Dragon let out a high-pitched and loud dragon roar, this is a deterrent to the world, this is the declaration of the victor!

"Whew!"

In the face of the powerful power of the Purple Gold Dragon, no matter how strong Wu Zun's body was, he couldn't withstand it. I only heard a tearing sound come out, and this martial venerable was torn into two pieces. Dirty blood spurted down his neck like a blood-colored fountain.

As soon as the giant claws of the Purple Gold Dragon were forced, there was a click, and Wu Zun's head was crushed, and his spirit was destroyed. Then he threw the headless corpse hard and threw it at Shen Wanpeng, who was immersed in grief.

The dark clouds in the sky swept away, and a blazing sun baked the desert, and a purple-gold dragon shook its head and tail, looking at Shen Wanpeng with cold eyes.

Shen Wanpeng is in the sect, and he has the closest relationship with Ji Changfa. Ji Changfa's death hit him hard. After learning from the pain, he wanted to vent all his anger on this purple gold dragon that should be cut by a thousand cuts.

"Demon Dragon, if you kill my junior brother, I will break you into ten thousand pieces!"

"Is that right? Your Heavenly Dragon Sect provoked me three times and twice, and wanted to put me to death, didn't you allow me to fight back?

"You...... You demon dragon!When did our Heavenly Dragon Sect offend you except for provoking you today?" Shen Wanpeng was a little puzzled.

"Sect Master Shen Wanpeng, you are really a noble person who forgets things, and you forgot what you did so quickly?"

"You...... Do you know me?Evil animal, who are you?" Shen Wanpeng saw that a demon dragon could call out his name, no matter how stupid he was, he could guess that this demon dragon was the incarnation of a human.

"On the desert a month ago, a helpless boy was chased by five martial artists and a high-ranking martial king, and there was no way to enter the heavens and the earth, and in desperation, he could only plunge into the vast barren sea. You know who I am, right?"

"You...... Are you that little brute Xie Tingfeng?As long as you fall into the barren sea, no one will be able to come out, how did you get out?" Shen Wanpeng's heart was shocked like a tide hitting the shore.

"Arakai was dangerous, but I survived. You and Ji Changfa's patience is so good, you have been waiting for me for a month. I don't know what I gave you, but are you satisfied?"

Shen Wanpeng rolled his eyes, as if he understood something. He said hatefully: "It turns out that the dozen or so desolate corpses were led by you, a little brute, and caused me and Senior Brother Ji to be injured and hid underground for more than ten days. New hatred and old hatred, I will break you into ten thousand pieces!"

After Shen Wanpeng finished speaking, he gently put Ji Changfa on the desert, and then slowly got up, holding the wide-backed spirit knife in his hand, and the momentum of the five-rank peak martial artist exploded in full force, staring at Xie Tingfeng viciously.

Xie Tingfeng did not release the dragon state, and still traversed the air in the form of a purple gold dragon. He felt that the odds of winning by becoming a dragon queen were much better. After all, the other party is two and a half times higher than himself.

"Slay the dragon with one sword!"

Shen Wanpeng flew up, and the powerful sword light like a mountain of sea split a furrow in the air, and the majestic and sharp sword qi made a whistling sound and slashed towards the head of the purple gold dragon.

"Tear the Claw!"

The Purple Gold Dragon's huge claws gripped the oncoming sword light, and the claws exuded a thick aura of great desolation.

"The breath of desolation?" Shen Wanpeng's eyes tightened, he didn't expect that Xie Tingfeng's body actually stored the desolate qi that could devour all the vitality in the world, he, is he still a human?

As soon as the overwhelming sword qi met the desolate qi, it was like the ice and snow under the blazing sun quickly melting. The powerful power of the wilderness gradually eroded Shen Wanpeng's spiritual power. And the two giant claws were still grabbing towards Shen Wanpeng like a lightning speed.

Shen Wanpeng wielded the spirit knife and slashed out two knives before he dissolved the power of the purple gold dragon's grasp.

"Soul Slayer!"

Shen Wanpeng missed the blow, and he suddenly panicked in his heart. He had fought with the desolate corpses and knew the horror of the desolation. No matter how powerful his moves were, he couldn't break through the desolate defense of the Purple Gold Dragon, which was also a martial cultivator. Moreover, even if it can tear through the desolate qi, there is still a line of defense of dragon scales. Therefore, he slashed towards the Purple Golden Dragon's soul sea.

"Soul Yan!"

The purple gold dragon was not in a hurry, and a colorless and tasteless soul fire poured out of the soul sea, incinerating the attacking sword qi. Then, the long tail flicked over and struck at Shen Wanpeng's waist.

Shen Wanpeng was worthy of being a middle-level martial artist, his reaction was very fast, he slashed towards the dragon's belly with a knife, and his body flew up rapidly, like a streamer shooting straight into the sky.

The huge tail passed under Shen Wanpeng's feet with a huge force as heavy as a thousand mountains. Suddenly, Shen Wanpeng's body was reversed, his hands were clenched with the spirit knife, his head and feet were one, and his body was like a sharp spirit knife, piercing the back of the purple gold dragon like lightning.

"Whew!"

The spirit knife actually broke through the defense of the dragon scales and pierced deeply into the back of the purple gold dragon, and the tip of the knife was blocked by the tough keel, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

Shen Wanpeng held the spirit knife in his hand and slashed down diagonally, wanting to break the body of the purple gold dragon.

Everyone on the desert was shocked, and the spirit beast Xiaoqing held the bone spear in his hand and rushed into the air like lightning.

The Purple Gold Dragon was in pain, turned the dragon's head upside down, and a huge wind blade that shone with white light roared and sliced towards Shen Wanpeng's wrist.

Shen Wanpeng knew it well, let go of the handle of the knife with both hands, kicked the dragon body with his toes, and his body rushed upward. The huge wind blade roared past two feet above the purple gold dragon's body, and Shen Wanpeng broke out in a cold sweat.

Between the lightning and the fire, Shen Wanpeng, who had lost his blade, fell sharply, grabbed the spirit knife that was pierced in the dragon's body, and couldn't help but be overjoyed. With the force of both arms, the sharp blade slashed down the dragon's body. The purple gold dragon suddenly burst with blood, and its skin and flesh bloomed.

The purple gold dragon endured the severe pain, and the dragon's head swirled, spewing out a mouthful of colorless soul fire, and burst into Shen Wanpeng's divine sea like lightning.

"Soul burning!"

"Ahh

Shen Wanpeng suddenly felt a sharp pain in the sea of souls, and couldn't help but let out a heart-rending scream, his soul instantly burned, his brain was in a trance, and his body fell down from mid-air.

At this time, Xiaoqing also rushed over, and saw that Xie Tingfeng was injured, his eyes were cracked, and he stabbed his gun at Shen Wanpeng, who was falling.

"Xiaoqing, spare him a life!" Xie Tingfeng shouted, recovered himself, and pulled out the spirit knife on his back. Then he urged the immortal body, and his body squirmed for a while, and in a few breaths, it was as good as ever.

Xiaoqing put away the bone spear, grabbed Shen Wanpeng, and fell to the desert. Xie Tingfeng followed, and the Thirteen Phantoms and others surrounded each other and looked at Xie Tingfeng with concern.

"Brother Tingfeng, why didn't you let me kill this bastard who hurt you?" Xiaoqing asked with a roll of her eyes.

Xie Tingfeng didn't speak, checked Shen Wanpeng's body, and saw that his vital signs were normal, but only one-tenth of his soul remained.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

Shen Wanpeng opened his eyes, bared his teeth, and let out a smirk at everyone. Everyone was stunned and didn't know what had happened.

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