A cold light on the blade of the sword surged.

Su Changluo didn't pay attention to Hebo, and at the moment of breaking the realm, the strength of the dragon also increased, although it was very small, but it also made Su Changluo realize that the Jiaolong of the descendants of the gods of the Er Dynasty could feed him and be fed.

This is the relationship between the emperor and the true dragon.

Although Su Changluo is not an emperor, Jiaolong is not a real dragon.

But they are the descendants of the emperor and the true dragon.

The combination of the two is prosperous, and the division only has the ending of being crushed by Hebo.

The cold light on the sword was accompanied by the dragon's groan, and it was the strongest sword that Su Changluo had been able to slash so far.

He also wanted to end it as soon as possible, and he felt that he would win.

The rich demonic aura spread all over the alley, and Lin Gaocen, who was lying on the wall, felt a little suffocated, and he could only be forced to stay away.

The sword qi pierced into the demon qi, and the demon qi was wrapped in the sword qi, accumulating flying sand and stones, showing a trend of resistance to the courtesy, if it weren't for Jiang Wang to set up a barrier, it would have already turned into nothingness.

The demonic spirit spreads its teeth and claws, forming a monster appearance, and the lantern-like bloody eyes hang high in the night sky, the picture is extremely shocking and full of oppression.

Su Changluo looked particularly small.

But his face was calm, a few arrows stepped forward, his figure jumped high, and the thunderous explosion filled the deep alley, the dragon roared and broke through the demonic black fog, Su Changluo stood on the head of the dragon, staring at the bloody eyes of the night, and raised his hand to slash with a sword that was ready to be attacked.

Followed by several swords, the sound of swords resounded through the night sky, like fireworks disintegrating, showing a beautiful picture.

At this time, Su Changluo's cultivation realm and Hebo's Taoism are in absolute balance, breaking the balance means that the victory or defeat is decided, with the assistance of the power of Jiaolong, he continues to make swords, each sword is to reduce the loss as much as possible while achieving the strongest killing power.

The best defense is offense.

That means that if you can't kill Hebo, you will be exhausted, and you will have no power to fight back, so you can cut out the strongest and fastest sword, continue to output, and crush Hebo into slag before he has a chance to fight back.

The sound of continuous explosions echoed in the night sky, and it lasted for a long time.

Su Changluo seemed to be instinctive, he didn't stop at all, and he didn't care about anything else, even if his face was already pale, even if the sleeves of his hands holding the sword were completely bursting and dripping with blood, even if a large amount of wear and tear made Huang Ting feel exhausted, he still didn't stop drawing his sword.

Until Jiang Wang's voice sounded like a drum in his head, "It's okay, Hebo has already been blown into slag by you, and if you take out the sword again, you will have to accompany him." ”

Su Changluo suddenly stopped his sword, his eyes confused.

There is only the remnant of the demonic qi left in front of him, and there is indeed no trace of Hebo.

Jicheng Hebo is indeed dead, and the people who killed him are not paying attention.

Hebo, who was hiding elsewhere, was very concerned.

About three hundred miles away from Jicheng, there is a mountain stream, Hebo in the river appeared, he gasped for breath, his eyes were gloomy, Hebo's body can die, because there is still Hebo in the world, but he can't die so humiliating, he is angry.

But in the next moment, he froze.

His eyes twitched, and his pupils narrowed.

There are two more figures on the stream.

The Sword God of the Bitter Sandalwood.

The sword bearer of Mantang Mountain.

Worst!

He was so angry that he forgot that the two monsters were looking for the Yanshan Monarch, and the sudden release of resentment directly led them over.

"It's Hebo again, why are you everywhere." Cheng Yan squatted on the stream, looking down at Hebo in the river below, with a light touch of his fingertips, Hebo could hardly help himself to break away from the river, and struggled to float next to Cheng Yan.

"What were you just throwing a tantrum?" Cheng Yan looked around, there was only one demon in Hebo, and there was no one around.

Hebo remained silent.

Cheng Yan directly grabbed his hair, lifted it slightly, and said closer, "I'm asking you." ”

He Bo felt a great humiliation, and what he had just experienced, he was about to explode, and he really shouldn't have promised the judge to come out, how could he have suffered such a thing in hundreds of years? It's still one after the other.

Thinking that there was also something about Yanshan Jun after all, and the two Sword Gods would find him sooner or later, Hebo was no longer silent, "Yanshan Jun is in Jicheng Yangsi Mansion, and Jiang Wang is also there." ”

Cheng Yan raised his eyebrows.

The sword god looked at Hebo silently.

He Bo said nervously: "Our well water does not interfere with the river water...... "m.

The sword god said indifferently: "It is my generation's duty to subdue demons and eliminate demons, not to mention that I have already guessed your secret." ”

Hebo's eyes widened.

The sword god drew his sword directly.

A mist of blood suddenly rose on the stream.

Hebo died again.

......

Jicheng Yangsi Mansion is brightly lit.

Yanshanjun took Mrs. Rao away on the grounds of preparing a heavy gift for Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang also asked Su Changluo to go back to the inn to rest first.

They looked at each other.

"Hebo really deserves to die, although the sword god and the sword bearer will come sooner or later, but it will be very troublesome to come now, how can I hide it from Madame."

Listening to Yan Shanjun's words, the corners of Jiang Wang's mouth twitched slightly.

Yan Shanjun sighed and said: "I just watched a play, and I want to be watched by you again, I am very unhappy." ”

Jiang Wang said: "Then I'll go?" ”

Yanshanjun said, "You'd better hurry up. ”

Jiang Wang really got up to leave, but as soon as he came to the courtyard, he saw two sword lights in the sky fall suddenly.

He thought silently, I don't have to watch this play, I have to watch this play.

He still waved his hand at the sword god and the sword bearer very politely.

Cheng Yan directly stretched out his hand to hug him and said, "How can you find Yanshan Jun faster than us?" You don't miss arms or legs, do you? ”

As he spoke, he looked up and down and found that Jiang Wang was very complete, but he was surprised: "Even if Yanshan Jun is worried that the gods will not kill you, why is there nothing?" ”

Yanshanjun leaned in front of the window and said with a smile: "Two of you, do you want to eat a warm pot?" ”

Cheng Yan looked at him, squinted his eyes and said, "Yes, I'm just hungry." ”

In fact, whether it is a sword god or a sword wielder, it is the first time to see Yanshan Jun.

The first impression of the first meeting was a little surprising to them.

But the sword god didn't say anything.

Cheng Yan went straight into the study.

The sword god looked at Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang spread his hands and said, "It's a coincidence." ”

The sword god didn't ask much, nor did he go into the study to eat a hot pot, just stood in the courtyard.

Inside the open window, there is a picture of Yan Shanjun and Cheng Yan eating a warm pot and talking happily.

Jiang Wang frowned at first, and then his face changed.

The sword god glanced at him and said: "This is a mood wrestling, or true wrestling, every action and every change in their expression is the beginning and end of a victory or defeat, but according to Cheng Yan's temperament, he will soon break away and draw his sword directly, that is the way he likes to fight." ”

Jiang Wang nodded and said, "There are mortals in the Yang Si Mansion, and Yan Shanjun dragged Cheng Yan's predecessors into the battlefield of Truth because he wanted to meet his wishes in the most stable way. ”

The Sword God was silent for a moment and said, "So he cares about mortals? ”

Jiang Wang smiled: "There is his wife among mortals." ”

The sword god's expression changed slightly.

He stared at the two figures in the study, thinking that this was really strange.

Cheng Yan drew his sword faster than he expected.

Yanshan Jun seemed to be very helpless, he waved his hand at Jiang Wang, "Help me explain later." ”

When the words fell, there was no trace in the study.

Then thunder began to thunder in the night sky.

Even Jiang Wang couldn't catch them.

Yan Shanjun didn't mention it, it seems that the sword wielder is stronger than he thought.

"What's going on? Raining, snowing, and thundering for a while? ”

There was some commotion in the house.

It didn't take long for Mrs. Rao to return to the study, she looked at Jiang Wang and a stranger standing in the courtyard, and then glanced into the study, and came to Jiang Wang in a little anxious, her voice was soft and glutinous, "Sir, where is my father-in-law?" ”

Jiang Wang said with a smile: "He has a stomachache and has gone to the thatched house." ”

Mrs. Rao was concerned and confused, and hurriedly asked, "Is the disease not cured?" ”

Jiang Wang shook his head and said: "With my help, the natural medicine will get rid of the disease, it is a simple stomach ache, don't think about it, madam." ”

Mrs. Rao was relieved, and said with disgust: "It must have been eaten in a warm pot in the middle of the night." ”

Jiang Wang thought for a while and said, "After all, I was sick before, and there are indeed factors in this regard, but in the future, it will be fine, and I don't have to worry too much about how I want to eat." ”

He said in his heart that he had really helped Yanshanjun a lot.

But if Yan Shanjun knows, he will not necessarily be grateful to him, but he will be angry, you know a hammer!

Being controlled by Mrs., not to mention how happy it is.

Lin Gaocen watched from a distance.

He never felt that Yanshanjun really regarded Mrs. Rao as his wife, but like raising him, he was experiencing the fun of different identities, he was a father to him, and Mrs. Rao was a husband, and then he suddenly thought, will Yanshanjun want to be a son at some moment?

Lin Gaocen thought it was very likely.

As the main family, Mrs. Rao asked Jiang Wang and the sword god to enter the study because of the thunder, don't stand in the courtyard, and ask who the sword god is during the period?

Jiang Wang was thinking about how to answer.

The sword god himself said, "Passing by to take shelter from the rain." ”

Mrs. Rao was kind-hearted after all, although she was curious about how he came to the backyard to avoid the rain and why no one was polite, but she still treated the guests with courtesy, which was quite thoughtful, so that the sword god who silently observed her put aside the problem of Yanshan Jun, and had to praise this woman's way of life.

Jiang Wang couldn't see the battle between Yanshanjun and Cheng Yan, so he no longer thought about watching it, but answered all kinds of questions from Mrs. Rao, all about Yanshanjun's illness and what needs to be paid attention to in the future.

Mrs. Rao was so meticulous that Jiang Wang was a little smacked, after all, making up nonsense is also a technical job, and he almost didn't answer the questions several times, which made Mrs. Rao think that Yanshanjun's illness would recur and even fall into serious illness, Jiang Wang really explained it.

The sword god remained silent.

He felt more and more that the atmosphere was quite strange.

What is the purpose of Yanshan-kun?

Time passes slowly.

Yan Shanjun and Cheng Yan finally returned.

Then the sword god gave him a look.

Yan Shanjun's face was slightly stiff.

He was annoyed.

But the sword god glanced at Madame Rao again.

Yan Shanjun glanced at Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang reacted quickly, and directly said that I went to the thatched house, and ran out.

When the sky thundered again, Jiang Wangcai returned slowly.

Cheng Yan seemed to be in her own home, eating the warm pot, and Mrs. Rao was embarrassed beside her.

Seeing Jiang Wang, Mrs. Rao said eagerly: "Sir, Xianggong just came back and went to the thatched house again, is it really okay?" ”

Jiang Wang helped his forehead, obviously, Yan Shanjun's excuse was very hasty, he never expected that he would hide out, and he would help Yan Shanjun explain when he came back.

He could only say bitterly: "It's normal, it's just detoxification, and it'll be fine after tonight." ”

Mrs. Rao still trusted Jiang Wang very much, then looked at Cheng Yan, hesitated for a moment, and muttered, "Why are there so many people who come to the house to shelter from the rain." ”

The first is that Su Changluo is sheltering from the rain outside the house, and the second is that the sword god is sheltering from the rain in the backyard, Cheng Yan is even more powerful, not only sheltering from the rain, but in front of the owner, he doesn't ask, he eats with the bowl, and he looks like he loves to answer.

Jiang Wang only laughed embarrassedly.

Although I didn't watch the play, I watched another play, and I still participated in it.

I'm so tired.

The battle between Yanshan Jun and the Sword God ended faster than Cheng Yan, and everything that should have been said had already been said, and they were also free and easy, and they left directly.

Jiang Wang had already wanted to leave, and he didn't think about accepting Mrs. Rao's heavy gift, but now the situation is that if he doesn't continue, it will be a loss, so there are several large boxes of gold and silver in the kingdom of God, although we have it, but it will not be too much.

Mrs. Rao personally sent Jiang Wang out.

Jiang Wang waved his hand and said, "Don't send it, let's stop here." ”

Some people died, but not completely......