A dragon with a roughly ridged line hovered in the air, holding the iron ball in its hands. It was sturdy and extremely powerful in every way, and this time it was not crushed by the iron ball, but stopped in the air with great determination. The dragon's pupils shone with a green light that the dragon had not had before, but its body still sank.

Xia Xiao is only fifty meters below, and he can't fall again. Seeing this, Ju Mang grasped his right claw, and countless branches immediately grew on the dragon's side and back.

The pale green branches are very young, like willows, and they break when they bend, but they quickly become thick and darker in color. The branches grow downward, like tree roots that divide towards the groundwater. As they touched the ground from different angles, they grew thicker and thicker, turning from tiny branches of trees into pillars of wood, forcing the dragon's body to hold on.

The dragon stuck thousands of spears in its back, and the spearheads pierced into the flesh, leaving only the wooden poles in front of the eyes of the world.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, the golden spirit beast disdainfully changed the shape of the iron ball, and the sword body shone with a deeper and sharper light at the same time. It will smash the armor on Xia Xiao's body, and the black-purple scum on the sword body will pierce Xia Xiao's body in the upcoming battle. Those ever-growing voids of wood armor are their targets!

Before the golden spirit beast could change the shape of the iron ball, the wings of Jumang were already fanning with a vigorous wind, causing more branches to grow at the junction between the wooden pillar and the dragon's body for support. When the supporting force is sufficient, the resentful dragon groans from one to two.

The ridges on the dragon's back gradually split, the wood was torn apart, and one dragon stopped in place while the other hovered along the iron ball, wrapping around it.

The iron ball fell a few more points, and cracks appeared at the junction of the dragon and the iron ball, but it was still supported. The body of the dragon on it was still coiled, and the gaps in its body were blocked by countless growing branches, leaving no gaps, like wrapping a round bun.

The sound of the trees growing is a little stiff, but the vitality in them is difficult to hide. Under it, Xia Xiao brought out a burst of fire and rushed towards the place where the golden spirit beast was.

The branches that were not thick were broken, and the voice was quite crisp, but Xia Xiao did not look back, he always looked in the direction of the golden spirit beast, and the iron ball behind him was still dealt with by Ju Mang.

The iron balls entwined by the dragon turned into countless swords, and the slightly resilient branches shifted and bulged slightly, but they could not be broken.

Half of the branch fell, and a sharp cold light flashed in the air. It was about to shoot out, and there was thunder in the eyes of the sentence. Leaning back, his wings instigated, the god of spring, who was in charge of the growth of trees, temporarily punished the god of thunder and lightning, and charged his claws in the wind, and headed for the iron ball under the branches that were more and more broken.

There are only a few traces of lightning on the claws, which can attract the thunder in the black clouds overhead. Under the pillar of thunder light, only one sword escaped, but it shot on the road that Xia Xiao had already run, and there was no deterrent at all.

Thunder and lightning crushed the dragon, tying all the iron balls into swords together. The sword, which is a conductor, is like this when it is thundered and lightning, and it is difficult to separate.

In the crackling sound, Xia Xiao had already collided with the golden spirit beast. This is the collision of the ancient divine sword and the unknown pu sword, compared to the nobility of the former, the latter is indeed low. Just like Xia Xiao, he will never have the bearing of a prince, and those princes will not keep their faces cold, let alone say the kind of foul words that fuck them.

Countless scum flashed on the black-purple divine sword, like a sharp small iron cone, heading towards Xia Xiao under the cover of sword qi. However, the high temperature carried in the latter's Pu knife combined with the scarlet light of destruction that it had, turning these incomparably tiny dregs into drops of molten iron, melting countless small holes when they landed.

Black-purple and red-scarlet, swords slash at each other. For real swordsmen and swordsmen, they can't bear to spoil their weapons like this, but their weapons are not mortal, and at this time, the most positive collision is coming. Whoever can't touch it is losing, simple and rude.

But at the moment when the swords collided, a wave of qi rose again. Today, Xia Xiao's hair has never stopped, and it is still floating in the air, but the blazing temperature makes the corner of the Excalibur almost melt, but Pu Dao still maintains his hardness. But the wailing in it made Xia Xiao feel that someone was complaining about himself, and even scolding himself.

"Going to die?"

"Sick!"

"You're done!"

The three voices were particularly noticeable, but now was not the time to wander. Even if his mother is here now, Xia Xiao's goal is only the Golden Spirit Beast.

There was a hint of disappointment in Xia Xiao's red eyes, and after the golden spirit beast saw it, it did not hide its disappointment. It seems that this Xia Xiao is even worse than he thought. The sword aura behind him rose up, and he slammed down on Xia Xiao with the momentum of a fierce tiger pounce. The latter sensed the fierceness of the sword qi, but if the golden spirit beast wanted to defeat itself in this way, it was still impossible!

The night streaks on his left arm shone brightly, Xia Xiao's eyes were dark, and his posture was full of the smell of a bewitching woman when he writhed.

"What's the sideline?"

The golden spirit beast has a calm temperament, so it will not get angry and scold. But this kind of guy, since he has been branded by that adult, is really a tyrannical thing. Before, he pitied Xia Xiao because he was going to die, but now he doesn't have that mood. It's a real pity that this kind of guy is alive.

The sword body trembled, and a buzzing sound made the sword intent roar violently. The golden spirit beast jumped up suddenly, extremely fast, and the divine sword in his hand slashed out towards Xia Xiao's location. This sword swing is no longer an understatement, and it takes some strength. Although there was no black and purple conspicuous sword qi in the air, Xia Xiao's body was ghostly, and he stepped on the ground with one foot and flexibly twisted in the direction that the divine sword was facing.

Suddenly, Xia Xiao's eyes seemed to fluctuate like water. It was dark all around, and this fluctuation seemed extremely dangerous, like an invisible guillotine, if Xia Xiao hadn't dodged it before, he would have been cut in half by it.

This is the real life, if you are not careful, you will die. This is exactly what Xia Xiao wants, he is the type that becomes more and more courageous the more he fights, the stronger the enemy, the more excited he is, because he wants to defeat the other party!

Buzz –

When Xia Xiao was about to take advantage of the night pattern to attack, an extremely rich black-purple light suddenly appeared on the ground. The sharp light was extremely strong, spreading from the center to both sides, flashing thousands of miles away in an instant. Under the light, this incomparably spacious ring was cut in half, and Xia Xiao half-squatted to stand firmly.

The ground was skewed, and if it weren't for the metallic cauldron holding it, the ring would have fallen to the ground. And the moment Xia Xiao stabilized his figure, the ground began to tremble again. Xia Xiao hurriedly dodged again, relying on the ghostly flexibility of the night pattern, and continuously twisted away the sword qi. Because the sword qi is fast, he passes by it every time, and it can be regarded as a thrill.

The soles of his feet touched the ground, and the already devastated grassland rippled. Xia Xiao swept into the sky, but there was still sword qi shooting.

The sword qi in the air was difficult to dodge, Xia Xiao spread his wings that he had never wanted to waste his vitality, and after dodging an obvious sword qi, the wooden armor on his legs was cut off, and the flesh and blood under it were cut.

Snort –

A stream of blood splattered out, Xia Xiao clenched his teeth, and an extremely deep light flashed in his dark eyes. The black clouds above his head were thicker, and Ju Mang beside him continued to dodge swords and returned to the higher sky. And the golden spirit beast's eyes were dark, and Xia Xiao's body followed, as fast as lightning in the clouds, and it was feasible in the blink of an eye.

The perception of the golden spirit beast disappeared in an instant, as if it had lost its senses. When he felt Xia Xiao stirring his wings behind him and stirring the wind, the warrior's body fell into the sky, and he was smashed into a big pit that was not too shallow by the half watermelon ring that was cut horizontally and vertically twice and slashed several times.

Soon, the samurai's body turned into a wisp of black-purple qi and dispersed into nothingness. The samurai, who had been extremely strong before, had now become a puff of smoke, and many people watching the battle found it incredible. But the truly attentive strong will find that this sword is the one who controls the body, not the armor that controls it.

In the air, behind Xia Xiao, one palm was still holding the divine sword. The palm of his hand quickly turned into nothingness, and only a sword remained. Xia Xiao restrained him with the wind, and although the latter's sharp energy tried to tear the wind apart, the scourge on the ground had rushed out a molten slurry, enveloping it in the wind. The wind was torn apart, and the sword was tightly wrapped in molten slurry. Among them, the blazing heat has become a threat to the Excalibur, but the truly deadly move is beyond the molten slurry.