Without the slightest hesitation, the one-eyed dragon rushed over with his sword, and the fire dragon of the Qingyangmen monk finally touched him.

It's hot, this is the first feeling of the one-eyed dragon, and this burning sensation has even made him lose control of his body.

Almost at this moment, he wanted to retreat, but he couldn't hold back, he couldn't retreat, he was going to retreat, he would die in vain, and now he would go forward and kill, and there was a possibility of replacing it.

At this moment, his arms were at the front of his body, so he was also the first to be burned, and the robe, which had already become tattered in the previous collision, was also completely scrapped at this moment, leaving only some scattered spiritual light to show that it once existed, but no one paid attention to it now.

And after the robe was burned, the jade pendant, which had the function of protecting the master, also activated its own ability at the same time as the autonomous protector, and then it was completely shattered because it couldn't resist.

It's just that this aura not only did not exert its due power as before, but even those tiny jade shavings were burned into powder.

And the one-eyed dragon only felt a trace of coolness at the moment when the piece of jade shattered, and there was no other feeling, and after that moment of coolness, that burning sensation became even stronger.

This jade pendant did not play its due effect and also surprised the one-eyed dragon slightly, after all, this piece of jade could theoretically block the full force of the foundation building period monk's blow, and it was shattered and turned into flying ashes in an instant, which meant that the attack threshold of the five fire dragons on the opposite side even reached the knot stage.

However, he didn't have more time to feel distressed and surprised, this was the last magic weapon on his body to protect his body, and the only thing left with a protective function was his own aura, which meant that everything left needed him to resist.

It's just that he also knows in his heart that before this level of attack, his own aura defense is just a mud cow entering the sea, and facing a full state of the Dan period spell with a broken aura state, he will definitely die!

Damn, fight again!

He didn't have the ability to continue to defend against the attack of that kid from Qingyangmen, and now he could only charge forward with all his might, fortunately, these fire dragons attacked his upper body, not his legs, so that he still had the possibility of continuing to rush forward, but fortunately, now his sword was less than two meters away from the monk of Qingyangmen, so there was not much to do.

Now, out of the sword!

This sword contained all his hopes, as it might be his last blow.

Brother, brother...

And this sword is worthy of his killer move, which did not disappoint him who fainted, in the eyes of the Qingyangmen monk, this sword, he has no way to dodge, he can only resist.

Because the real attack of this sword did not come from the sword, but the sword light inside the flying sword, and that sword light shot out of the flying sword the moment the one-eyed dragon took out the sword.

The monk of Qingyangmen even felt that he was hallucinating, because this sword light had become the only existence in this heaven and earth in his eyes, and everything else seemed to have become illusory.

The sword light of this sword was like daylight, illuminating everything around him, and if the one-eyed dragon hadn't fainted, he would know that his sword was no worse than others', and even far surpassed the five fireflies in terms of visual effects.

It's just that he will never know about this matter, because this flying sword is his natal flying sword, and the true meaning of this hidden sword technique is to completely stimulate the aura of the monk himself, depriving the flying sword of its aura and spirituality, and launching this move with supreme might.

In this battle, whether he is dead or alive, he can't launch this sword trick again, because the natal spirit weapon has been squeezed out of all the aura and aura, there is no possibility of repairing it at all, without thirty or fifty years of recuperation, the monk himself can't stand it at all, even if he re-cultivates a natal magic weapon, the progress will become very slow.

But fortunately, his current result is good, because of this cheapness, the Qingyangmen monk on the opposite side can only wait for the trial weakly, and he can no longer make unnecessary resistance.

Although that sword light was so slow in his eyes, he couldn't make any effective counterattack at all.

Perhaps, it is not the sword light that is slow, but his body, and maybe the speed of the sword light that is fast, but his thinking.

It turns out that this is the smell of death?

At this moment, this nameless monk of Qingyangmen was even a little envious of the one-eyed dragon, fainting before death, and there was no need to face the great fear of death.

He watched with his own eyes as the sword in front of him kept approaching him, and the talismans on his body were like paper paste before this sword ray.

First floor. The third and seventh floors. These shields didn't even reduce the brightness of the sword in front of him, and he was really desperate at this moment.

Because although the current one-eyed dragon has lost his strength, he has no way to cause any damage to him now, because he can't stop the sword at all, and he will die soon.

He really began to regret it at this moment, if he had killed this one-eyed dragon at all costs in the first place, if he had let him go while he was hiding in this cave, if he hadn't just used all his strength to cast a spell, but let this spell protect him a little, what if......

He had too many reasons to survive, he had too many chances to survive, he should have survived, but there weren't so many ifs, not so many reasons.

He was even a little relieved at this moment, no wonder the master always said that his temperament had to be changed, no wonder his wife always said that he was too frivolous, no wonder his senior brother and brother always felt that there was a problem with their attack methods, it turned out that there were actually so many problems with him.

It's just that can people really recall so many things before the moment of death? Wait, why didn't I feel any damage? Don't?

He lowered his head hopefully, and then he wondered if his brain was too low. Then, his head fell straight to the ground.

At this time, his last thought was that he was dead.

And with his death, the five fire dragons he released are also slowly dissolving, and in this cave where there is no fuel, these fire dragons are not very long-lasting, slowly, after all, they are still extinguished, and in the end, in this cave, only the one-eyed dragon remains.

Although his whole body has been burned black, the slightly undulating chest still suggests that this person is not dead, and those hidden medicinal powers, part of which repairs his body by itself in a coma, and part of it is turned into erysipelas that continuously erodes his body.