Chapter 203: Slaying the Dragon
The snow was heavy and raged further south.
Above the South China Sea, the endless sea has been covered with a thick layer of snow, and the whole world is white.
The red sword in the hand of the girl in the pale cyan dress was even more blood-red in this white heavenly kingdom, and at this moment, she was facing a long blue-black shadow coiled in the air.
Looking closer, the blue-black shadow turned out to be a dragon, a five-clawed true dragon.
The eyes of the real dragon were full of murderous intent, and it stared viciously at the girl in the pale cyan dress, but it did not dare to move forward.
"Shencang Sword Cultivation, the True Dragon Clan has no enmity or grudge with your Sword Mountain, yesterday you violated the Dragon God Temple, and last night you led the wind and snow of heaven and earth to deal with the deity, what do you want?"
The blue and black true dragon suddenly spoke, and Su Baoqin, who was standing on the opposite side, suddenly had a smile on his calm face.
She lifted the red sword, pointed at the real dragon, and said: "It is said that this girl knows that the Dragon God Temple is an undersea temple, and it is the ruins of the ancient dragon god, I don't know what it has to do with your true dragon spirit beast?" ”
"What do you mean?" The blue-black dragon roared.
As if poked in the sore spot, the true dragon spirit beast shrunk its neck, and gasped for breath after roaring.
Su Baoqin's meaning was obvious, she clearly said that the true dragon spirit beast had nothing to do with the ancient dragon god, and secretly expressed the meaning that the true dragon spirit beast used herself to be a descendant of the dragon clan and occupy the magpie's nest against the dragon god temple dove.
This is indeed true, but how could the dove that occupies the magpie's nest admit to stealing the day?
The true dragon shouted, and said reasonably: "The ancient dragon god appeared 100,000 years ago, and then left the true dragon clan in the world, in order to let the dragon clan protect the dragon temple, and the deity, as a descendant of the dragon clan, was ordered by the patriarch to guard this dragon temple in the South China Sea, this is the relationship between the deity and the dragon temple!" ”
With that, it gasped again in self-satisfaction, breathing in the dragon's breath.
"You fart!" Su Baoqin scolded.
Then, his body turned around, and he stabbed towards the real dragon with his sword, wanting to carry out a melee attack on this dragon.
After a night of fighting, Su Baoqin had already discovered that the sword qi of the Sword Venerable Realm wielded by the Sword Saint Realm was nothing less than tickling for the true dragon's protective dragon scales.
Although she hadn't figured out why a true dragon spirit beast in the middle of the Autumn Water Realm had an extremely strong layer of dragon scale battle armor for a while, she probably guessed that it might be related to the chance of the Dragon Temple.
It's just that although the dragon scale armor was not broken, after a night of fierce fighting, Su Baoqin found that the places on the dragon scales that were really touched by the sword blade had left some signs of damage.
This shows that the close use of a sword is enough to kill the dragon.
The green shadow flashed, and the blade of the red sword slammed into the blue and black scale armor beside the real dragon's neck.
In an instant, the blood-colored sword qi exploded.
The true dragon roared, pain forcing it to swing its long tail violently.
Su Baoqin reacted extremely quickly, let go of the hilt of the sword without hesitation, stepped on the dragon armor with strength, and retreated quickly.
In the next moment, the sword inserted in the scale armor was inevitably broken by the power of the dragon's tail, and at the same time, the part inserted into the armor was forcibly pulled out by an external force.
Enduring the pain of breaking the armor, the real dragon just roared and sneered: "Now that you have no weapons, Shencang Sword Cultivation, since you are looking for death, then the deity will send you to see the Sword Emperor Meng Haobai today in the name of the Dragon God!" ”
The moment the words fell, the blue and black long dragon coiled in a ball unfolded its body fearlessly, turned into a long dragon, and went straight to Su Baoqin.
In fact, the True Dragon Spirit Beast also knew that the red sword could bruise itself, so it had been carefully coiled into a ball, staring at Su Baoqin cautiously all the time.
Now that the red sword has been destroyed, Su Baoqin, who has no weapon blessing, is like a cow that has lost its fighting horns to the true dragon who has obtained the opportunity of the Dragon Temple.
All that awaited her was the lion's bloody mouth.
"Die! Fools! ”
The roar of the true dragon blew away the falling goose feather snow, and it was desperate for anything.
At this moment, Su Baoqin, who had retreated to the edge of the sea barrier and had no way out, reflected the dragon with fangs in the pupils of his eyes.
At this moment, Su Baoqin's slender fingers brushed the space ring between his fingers.
Another red sword appeared in the palm of her hand.
I saw that the five fingers held the hilt of the sword, and the girl's lips and teeth touched.
Just when the fangs of the true dragon spirit beast were less than three feet away from its body, Su Baoqin raised his sword.
The blunt jaw of the red sword smashed the dragon's fangs, and in an instant, the huge sharp fangs were smashed to pieces.
Blood flowed from under the shattered fangs, and the true dragon shuddered, and his eyes, which were originally desperate and full of murderous intent, instantly revealed an incredible look.
It endured the pain and rolled up unnaturally.
"Isn't your sword broken?"
Looking at the snow-capped sea, the red sword that was broken by the dragon's tail actually fell into the snow, broken in two, leaving only a faint red light, buried by the snow in the heavy snow.
Su Baoqin smiled and responded, "This girl didn't say anything about this red sword...... There's only one one! ”
Holding an intact red sword, the girl's body walked quickly, not giving the true dragon spirit beast a chance to escape at all.
In just a moment, the pale cyan long skirt was stained with snowflakes in the snow, and suddenly appeared behind the true dragon spirit beast.
"It's all over." Su Baoqin said lightly.
"The end? Hahahaha, sword cultivation, you do it ...... day"
The True Dragon Spirit Animal didn't feel any changes in its body, it thought that the girl was pretending to be a ghost.
After all, how could a good red sword have an identical second sword.
But before it could laugh too loudly, countless blood light sword qi burst out from the red sword marks on the scale armor on the side of its body.
With the expansion of the sword qi, the true dragon let out a deafening roar.
The roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and it was desolate, as if announcing one's own death somewhere.
The roar faded away, followed by a loud boom.
The huge corpse of the True Dragon Spirit Beast fell into the air and fell heavily into the ice and snow, shaking the snow on the sea.
Su Baoqin lowered his head and looked at the Dragon God Temple through the frozen sea under the snow.
She said slowly: "Master Ji, if you don't swallow the dragon to protect yourself at this time, when will you stay?" ”
Before the words fell, Ji Xuanye, who was hiding his breath in the distance, appeared in the snow.
With a pale face, he looked at the corpse of the real dragon, stretched out his hand to put it into the ring, and just looked up to say thank you to Su Baoqin, who was above the air.
But at this moment, under the surface of the ice, where there was no snow, he suddenly saw a black shadow that was gradually getting bigger and bigger.
Faintly, you can also feel the slight vibration of the ice surface.
"What is this?"
Su Baoqin frowned, her eyes narrowed.
Suddenly, she seemed to realize something, and exclaimed, "Not good! Get out of the way, there are other true dragon spirit beasts at the bottom of the sea! ”