Ao Bai was frightened, and he was scared into a cold sweat, and he was secretly ashamed in his heart, but he didn't expect Zhang Yuheng to be insidious, but he really worked in his scheming, every attack he made was planned, interlocking, ruthless and weird, so that people would fall into a state of no return if they were not careful, it was really terrible.

Ao Bai blamed himself for underestimating the enemy, otherwise he would not have fallen into such an embarrassing situation, and what surprised him even more was that when he stepped on the ground just now, he actually found that his leg was injured, and at this moment he was already injured into his muscles and bones, and his heart hurt. Ao Bai recalled Fang Cai's movements in shock, and was sure that he had dodged all of Zhang Yuheng's attacks, and it was really hateful that at the moment of his attack, he could also release his sword qi to scratch the prince.

Looking at Ao Bai's frightened look, Zhang Yuheng laughed, and said with disdain: "Dragon Prince Ao Bai, it turns out that you have this ability, it seems that you will definitely die, look at the strongest trick of this Xingjun, the Serial Thrust Sword Formation, this is my first initiative a hundred years ago, you can enjoy it." ”

As soon as the words fell, the ruthless color in Zhang Yuheng's eyes flashed, as if he was in a mad spirit, chaotic, waving the Crane Feather Sword quickly and incoherently, and countless flying swords slowly formed in the void, which were blankly intertwined into a huge sword array, suspended behind Lian Zhenxing. Such a sword array was vast and vast, accompanied by Zhang Yuheng's dance, and roared towards Ao Bai like a storm.

In the face of such a sword formation, Ao Bai's face turned pale, knowing that even if he was not injured, it would be difficult for him to escape the fate of being injured. In desperation, Ao Bai could only dance the Chiyan spear desperately, and shattered the attacking flying swords one by one. Even so, debris flew through the gap and hit him. After a round of sword rain, the Dragon Prince was already covered in bruises and blood, and the endless chain of stabbing sword formations continued like spring water under Zhang Yuheng's crazy dance, with no end.

It seems that there is no possibility of winning at all, the dragon prince is sad and angry in his heart, and he can't help but be furious, remembering his last trick, turning into a real white dragon, when the time comes, his strength and speed will be twice as fast as now, I believe that he can defeat Zhang Yuheng. But if even this trick fails, Ao Bai will have no way to continue, and he will only face defeat. However, the dignity of the dignified dragon prince will never allow himself to fail, Ao Bai no longer hesitates, and between the long roar in the sky, the white dragon suddenly appeared.

The crystal clear white dragon was suspended in the air, raised his noble head, and stretched out his claws like an instant thunderbolt and swept towards Zhang Yuheng, believing that with such a swift attack, Zhang Yuheng had only to retreat and dodge, so that Ao Bai would have a chance to recover his decline.

In the face of such a strong attack by the white dragon, Zhang Yuheng was not afraid, and laughed: "Ao Bai, it seems that you have exhausted your donkey skills, but even if you show your true body, you will not be able to escape death today." Come on, take me one more move, a chain of stabbing sword formations. ”

In an instant, the vast and vast sword array evaporated like smoke and mist under the dance of Lian Zhenxing, shrouding the body of the white dragon that was roaring and attacking, if Ao Bai didn't want to be killed on the spot, he had to fly to avoid this way. But in this way, Ao Bai's first opportunity is lost, and it is only a matter of time before he is defeated. But Zhang Yuheng really underestimated the proud dignity of the dragon clan, and in the face of the almost impenetrable majestic sword array, the white dragon had resolute sadness and ruthlessness in his eyes, and he did not dodge or dodge, and rushed head-on.

Countless sword qi burst out like raindrops, blasting countless blood marks on Ao Bai's body, and then dissolved into the endless void and disappeared.

Due to the powerful impact brought by Ao Bai's rapid gallop, the damage of the flying sword to his body was greatly deepened, and the depth of some wounds reached several inches, and the blood gushed like an infusion, gurgling down, and the pure white and flawless white dragon seemed to become a bloody blood dragon. However, the arrogant Dragon Prince did not stop for half a minute, endured the piercing pain in his heart, turned into a long rainbow, and galloped towards Zhang Yuheng angrily, and his momentum can be described as galloping.

And Zhang Yuheng's conceited moves are ruthless, full of expectations that Ao Bai will change direction to avoid the edge, and then he can launch a majestic back move, causing him to be in a place of no return. Unexpectedly, Ao Bai did not dodge or dodge, and forcibly broke through such a fierce sword formation with his flesh and blood, which really exceeded Lian Zhenxing's expectations, and at this moment he had no time to think about why Ao Bai was so desperate, so he only subconsciously dodged to the side. However, Ao Bai gambled his life to strike a blow, and the fierceness of the attack was by no means unusual, so that Zhang Yuheng, who was in it, could not retreat at all, and his right arm was penetrated, bringing up a puddle of blood and smashing it on the ground.

Zhang Yuheng screamed miserably, and thrust his sword into the sand to maintain his body balance, Rao was still taken out of a few meters away by the powerful force before he stopped majestically, so strong enough to show the fierceness and determination of Ao Bai's attack.

Ao Bai also planned and then moved, and after being sure that he had hit Zhang Yuheng, he immediately forcibly twisted his body, and swept out a dragon tail swing with a huge twisting momentum. Zhang Yuheng was under the powerful impact of Ao Bai's direct penetration, and just stabilized his body, there was no time to react at all, and the giant tail thrown out by the angry dragon suddenly arrived in front of him.

Without any suspense, the huge force of thousands of catties directly swept Zhang Yuheng's neck, and slapped him into the sand with a sharp roar, and Ao Bai, who was out of strength, suddenly lost his balance and fell on the beach. When Ao Bai landed, his tense body relaxed during the gallop, the wound lost its hindrance, and for a while, the scales cracked, and the blood surged, dyeing the golden sand into a crimson.

Ao Bai groaned and tried to stand up, but his body that had lost too much blood could no longer provide even a trace of strength, and he was lying in a pool of blood, his breath was weak and dying.

Zhang Yuheng was seriously injured and suffered such a heavy blow, there should be no possibility to stand up again, but Lian Zhenxing is a sinister and cunning villain, who has always been eager to take revenge, and now Ao Bai disregarded his life and hit him so hard, making him frightened, embarrassed and angry, and hated him to the bone.

Now Zhang Yuheng wants to kill someone more than ever before, and he will kill him faster at all costs. Such a strong desire for revenge has become the source of Lian Zhenxing's strength, and it is precisely with such a sky-high hatred that Zhang Yuheng, who was seriously injured, broke an arm, and half of his body was slapped into the sand, actually stood up tremblingly and crawled out.