The boy held his sword, and a black dragon flew towards him, like a big truck flying in the middle of the road. You don't have to think about anything, all in all, it's terrible.

But what does a person do when they are afraid of danger?

Escape, or face?

Chen Xiaoyu didn't have time to think, he avoided too much. Many people said that he was cowardly, that he was not responsible.

yes, who doesn't coax? When encountering things, most people's instinctive reaction is to throw the pot, so Chen Xiaoyu has lost too many people, things, and things since he came to this fantasy continent.

"I will use my strength and never back down!" Chen Xiaoyu let out a low roar.

Looking at it, his figure began to become about the same size as a little brat, but this miniature version of Chen Xiaoyu's shadow gradually magnified Chen Zhouzhou's shadow.

The little kid crooked his mouth, staring at the dragon soul with disdain, and didn't say much.

"It's really troublesome, I have to wipe your ass every time!" Chen Zhouzhou complained.

Chen Xiaoyu smiled helplessly: "Then what can I do, I can't just die like this, that's a powerhouse in the Firmament Realm." ”

"Then deduct another 10 percent of your life." Chen Zhouzhou's disgusted face converged, revealing a slight smile.

The little profiteer made a business that was particularly cost-effective without him forcing Amway.

At the moment of life and death, Chen Xiaoyu took the initiative to trade his life for the first time, not because of the pleasure of gaining infinite power after being addicted to trading life, but because in the face of danger, he wanted to be a person who no longer escaped.

"My sword is unsheathed." The battery level on the mobile phone screen was reduced by another ten percent, Chen Zhouzhou smiled slightly, and a crack in the divine sword beside him opened, exuding a dazzling sword light.

The sword was dazzling, the edge was exposed, and Chen Zhouzhou's soul was completely injected into Chen Xiaoyu's body, and with the passage of time and seconds, the corresponding rules were fused.

"Dragon Soul, we really haven't seen each other for a long time." Chen Xiaoyu said.

He raised his hand and raised his sword, pointing it at the dragon soul high above.

The dragon soul breathed and roared fiercely: "Shut your mouth, the deity is one of the ancient true dragons, you inconspicuous sundries, blasphemy, you will be severely punished." ”

The dragon soul was ruthless, but it hadn't even figured out why it was blocked by an external force that prevented Chen Xiaoyu from moving forward.

This belongs to ...... It's struggling.

"Blasphemy?" Chen Xiaoyu said coldly: "There are no gods in the world. ”

As he spoke, the boy jumped to his feet.

Tsing Yi's surroundings exuded spiritual light, Chen Xiaoyu was surrounded by the "Heavenly Viewing Mirror", "Sky Killing Bow", "Fishman Tears", and "Buddha Relic", a total of four square artifacts, and his right hand was followed by a long sword with half a section.

Chen Xiaoyu smiled: "Oh, I'm sorry, I seem to have recognized the wrong person, you are not the kid of the dragon god, just the dragon soul." ”

The young man's words, combined with his own half-hot and half-cold words, pulled the mockery of the dragon soul to the extreme. He tilted his head and glanced away again with disdain.

"It turns out that you don't even have the Firmament Realm anymore." Chen Xiaoyu said again.

What is the ...... It almost pulls the hatred to the top. The dragon soul is a cultivator in the realm of the sky, and he came to Shencang to find his brother Dragon God.

In a sense, the Black Mist Forest has always been a legendary northern holy land bordering the sky, and the reason why the dragon soul appeared in Shencang was only to find a way to go to the Divine Domain from the Black Mist Forest.

But just a few days ago, he was chased and killed by two cultivators from the same Firmament Realm, and after that battle to the death, he fell from the Firmament Realm to the peak.

Falling three realms in a row, for any strong person, it is a damage to the Dao heart, and it is an uncoverable scar. Chen Xiaoyu said this is tantamount to pulling the dragon soul's resentment towards himself to the highest, but no one knows what Chen Xiaoyu wants to do.

Time stands still, and things seem to be frozen in ice. Chen Xiaoyu picked up the sword and continued: "Dragon Soul, can you take me with a sword?" ”

"You're looking for death!"

Another taunt, this time the dragon soul was completely furious, and it slammed into the external force, until it suddenly got up and relaxed, and he crashed in.

Chen Xiaoyu took a step back and said softly, "Why don't you even have time to answer my question?" ”

"Nope! Die to you! The dragon soul finally replied, the smile on his face began to become hideous, he just wanted to kill Chen Xiaoyu, it was as simple as that.

"It seems that you are still not as calm as your brother." Chen Xiaoyu shook his head, "Then let me teach you a good lesson on behalf of your brother, and let you know what my Buddha compassion is." ”

"Amitabha." Chen Xiaoyu whispered softly: "Go, Buddha Relic!" ”

With a flick of his fingers, the Buddha relics shot out directly, knocking back the dragon soul that hit him by hundreds of steps.

Then the boy got up lightly and swung his sword. On the blade of the sword, the dotted aura turned into a sword qi, directly cutting the dragon soul in half.

"It can't be!"

The dragon soul, whose body was split in two, roared loudly until its vitality was cut off and completely dissipated.

Chen Xiaoyu raised his head, not knowing what he was looking at, and after a while, he said to himself: "God, does it really exist?" ”