Chinese The golden dragon is the dragon demon sword spirit, which is no secret in the yin and yang world, so as early as the moment the dragon shadow appeared, the west mountain was already boiling.

"The demon sword is here."

A few seconds later, the dragon's shadow landed on a large stone at the top of the West Mountain, and then the figure of the demon sword turned into a dragon appeared on the big stone.

The dragon was still dressed in the same cool outfit, the huge dragon head on his chest seemed to be roaring, and the demon knife on his shoulder also emitted a bloodthirsty humming sound.

Among the crowd under the West Mountain, there are undoubtedly many people who are fans of Hualong, especially the female disciples of some sects, who involuntarily exclaimed the moment they saw Hualong appear, and I even saw with my own eyes that a little girl who looked like Lori fainted directly because she was too excited

The moment the dragon appeared, the crowd was boiling, many people were already discussing loudly, and some people had even begun to open the market to sit in the bank, starting the gamble between the demon sword dragon and the demon sword king Feiyang this time.

As for the support rate in this, of course, there are more people who support the dragon, after all, the name of the demon sword dragon in the yin and yang world is not blown out, the yin and yang double have already been famous for a long time, and the demon sword king Feiyang has been in the limelight in the yin and yang world recently, although it is still impossible to overshadow the name of the demon sword dragon.

"Master, who do you think will win the decisive battle between Wang Feiyang and Hualong this time?"

Jian Wu, who has never been good at words and doesn't care too much about everything around him, actually asked such a topic that countless people are discussing at this time.

I shook my head and replied, "Hualong has been a supreme power many years ago, and it is rumored that he has been shackled to the peak of supreme power, and the calm cannot be broken through, so no one can say for his true strength, but he and I have been to the Rakshasa Palace before, and fought with the Rakshasa Palace Huo Rulai, at that time, Hualong could not beat Huo Rulai, and I have also fought with Huo Rulai before, and the strength of Huo Rulai should be at the peak of absolute power." ”

"Therefore, Hualong's strength at that time definitely did not have the strength of the peak of power, but now that it is two years later, no one can say what he is doing now." Speaking of this, I paused for a moment and continued to analyze, "As for Brother Yang, his protrusion is too fast, even if I have the Nine Yin Absolute Vein plus the inheritance of the Yin Heavenly Son, I can't catch up with him much, especially after he got the inheritance of the Seven Killing Demon Lords and the Phoenix Essence Blood, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and now the Demon Sword is a great achievement, it must also be a cultivation above the top power, as for the extent to which it has been, it is also uncertain." ”

"So, this time Hualong and Brother Yang fight, my guess is Sanqi, Brother Yang's three, and Hualongqi."

"Only a 30% chance of winning?" After listening to my data, a trace of surprise clearly flashed on Jian Wu's face, "I haven't been in contact with Hualong, so I don't know how terrifying his combat power is, but last time in Jinshan Temple, I saw Wang Feiyang make a move, and if that strength is placed in our Japanese Yin and Yang Realm, it is already one of the best." ”

"Well, it's only 30 percent, and this is still my best budget, maybe less than 30 percent."

After saying this, I didn't discuss too much with Jian Wu, but focused all my attention on the dragon above, at this time, the dragon stood there motionless with the demon knife on his shoulder, there was no expression on his face, neither nervous nor excited, his heart was like water, plain and frustrated, graceful like a sculpture.

Hualong is not in a hurry, but the audience below is already impatient, seeing that Wang Feiyang has not appeared for a long time, many people have begun to talk nonsense.

Many people said that Wang Feiyang was cowardly, and he didn't have the strength to dare to fight the demon sword and turn into a dragon, but now that he knows that he is invincible, he must be afraid and dare not come.

Some people even said that Wang Feiyang pretended to be forced, so many people waited for him but he didn't show up for a long time, this junior style is so arrogant, it really makes people feel angry, and some people even pretend to be forced to teach Wang Feiyang a lesson that doesn't know how to be polite.

Listening to these gossips, I laughed, Wang Feiyang asked to fight the demon sword and turn into a dragon, but he didn't want to show a show for you to see, so that you can wait a while and put up the score?

There are also those guys who say they want to teach Wang Feiyang a lesson, if Wang Feiyang stands in front of them at this time, he may be scared to the core.

For a long time after Hualong appeared, Wang Feiyang still did not appear, at this time, the crowd below became more impatient, but Hualong, one of the protagonists of this decisive battle, remained silent, standing there like a sculpture.

"Why hasn't Wang Feiyang come yet, has he changed his mind temporarily?" Even the sword dance around me had a hint of doubt.

I shook my head with a smile and replied, "I know Brother Yang's character, he has been waiting for this day for a long time, since he has given the demon sword dragon a war letter, then it is impossible for him not to fight this battle." ”

"But why hasn't he shown up yet?"

"He's already there." I glanced at the sea of people below with a smile and said, "It's just that Brother Yang has never liked the day, he belongs to the night." ”

At this time, the sun has completely set from the west, looking at the west mountain, you can see the most beautiful sunset, after the sunset, in the middle of the sky, there is already a faint moon hanging in the sky, and the sky is gradually darkening at this time.

At this moment, in the crowd below, under a very inconspicuous tree, a man wearing a black cloak and wrapping himself tightly stood up slowly.

Just now he had been covering his face with a leaf, leaning against the big tree as if he was asleep, and at this time, he woke up, only to see him slowly stretch his waist, and then picked up the weapon wrapped in black cloth next to him, got up, and walked slowly through the crowd.

This person exudes a very special domineering aura, the moment he walked through the crowd, the people around him involuntarily gave way to him, and when these people turned around and saw this person's cold face like ten thousand years of ice, almost everyone gasped.

"Wang Feiyang, it's the Demon Sword King Feiyang."

I don't know who yelled, and then the whole crowd exploded, and the people who looked at Wang Feiyang coldly at the beginning all turned pale when they saw Wang Feiyang passing by them, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

Today's Wang Feiyang naturally didn't bother with these ants, he walked all the way to the foot of the mountain, and then looked up at the demon knife dragon standing on the big stone above, and then his hand shook slightly, and the black cloth wrapped in the magic knife was suddenly shattered into pieces.

In front of him was a rock wall hundreds of miles high, and if you wanted to fight the dragon, you had to climb this steep rock wall and come to another large rock opposite the dragon.

Wang Feiyang did not hesitate, and directly stabbed the magic knife in his hand to the rock wall, and the sharp magic knife was like piercing into tofu, and half of the blade was submerged in the rock wall in an instant.

Wang Feiyang held the magic knife and kicked upward, the moment the magic knife was drawn, Wang Feiyang's body had jumped to a position more than ten zhang high, and then his magic knife pierced into the rock wall again, and with the help of the force, his figure jumped up dozens of zhang again, coming and going several times, and soon Wang Feiyang came to the other big stone, and looked at the demon knife dragon in the air.

His expression was even colder than that of the demon sword turning into a dragon, and there was no trace of expression on his face, like a piece of ice buried deep in the depths of the cold pool for tens of thousands of years.

Many people below were amazed by Wang Feiyang's terrifying climbing methods, and some also called Wang Feiyang's name, this kind of scene is really comparable to a big star concert.

The two looked at each other for about ten seconds, and finally, the corners of Hualong's mouth hooked up a trace of evil arc, "Demon Sword King Feiyang, it seems that you have become a lot stronger in the past two years." ”

Wang Feiyang still didn't have any expression, he just responded coldly, "In the past two years, I have been practicing the magic sword to improve my cultivation, just for this day." ”

After speaking, Wang Feiyang pointed directly at the demon knife dragon on the opposite side in his hand, and the voice full of battle spirit suddenly resounded throughout the top of the West Mountain, "Fight, demon knife into dragon." ”

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