Chapter 170: Overlord Kendo!

Ao Mo's pupils shrank, and the seven heavenly dragons exchanged their heads and ears, because they had a keen sense of smell when they were cruising the sea area behind, they suddenly smelled the strong fishy smell of Xuanwu and whale beasts. Obviously, the Shenyan Flame Ornament is something that Xuanwu is determined to obtain, and with the help of their super strong reconnaissance in the abyssal sea, they have already taken the lead to seize Lu Mo's dual swords.

But!

According to estimates, there should be thousands of whale-riding Xuanwu warriors, extremely strong, even if they are monks who have just entered the realm of life and death, they must be cautious, but they are defeated...... and threw away their armor, and even threw the corpses of their compatriots, and before they had time to clean up, they all ran away with their heads in their hands.

A complete mess!

The estimation of the battlefield made the leaders of the seven dragon clans all hesitate, and they rethought about Lu Mo's combat power.

Ao Mo gritted his teeth, frowned, and said tentatively: "Everyone, although the Xuanwu clan is strong, maybe that young man has some kind of unique means, and it may not be possible to target the Xuanwu clan's magical powers. Our seven dragon clans gathered, the dragon is mighty, and the little Xuanwu Yan can compete with us? ”

The leader of the Demon Dragon Clan was hot-tempered, and he couldn't help but roar angrily: "I'm waiting for thousands of Dragon Clan, the dragon wings cover the sky, the dragon body covers the sky, everyone can drown that broken ship with spittle, why cower! Ao Zhan, you are the first raptor of the new generation of my Demon Dragon Clan, go and kill this fang for me!"

A strong dragon clan with dragon wings as black as ink, blue flames burning on the dragon scales, and limbs surrounded by a halo of demonic fire, soared above Lu Mo at the request of the commander: "Terran boy, you and I will fight to win, do you dare to fight?!"

Lu Mo laughed heartily: "Little four-legged snake, dare to be presumptuous, let me teach you a lesson." ”

The three thousand thunder wings behind his back suddenly opened, raising fierce dust and smoke, and instantly traveled from the deck to the heavenly dome, and said lightly: "Since the dragon clan has invited me to fight, please ask all the dragon clan to retreat for ten miles, so as not to sneak attack secretly while I am entangled." ”

The seven dragon clans scolded angrily, how could they allow Lu Mo to be underestimated by the arrogance in their surnames. But for the sake of avoiding suspicion, the scolding dragons still obediently evacuated, and watched Lu Mo's means.

"As soon as he shows signs that he can't be caught, we'll kill people and sell more goods!" said the Abyss Dragons coldly.

"Even with that weak human race, the ability to turn the tide? Kill hundreds of elites of your Four Seas Dragon Clan? Could it be that the Four Seas Dragon Clan has been arrogant for too long, and has already lost the Taoism of their ancestors?"

The Four Seas Dragon Clan was furious: "That's the well-known Zhuxian Battleship! The Psychic Divine Ship of the Flood Era can shoot terrifying cannonballs that shatter the Spirit Sea Realm, unless it is the Spirit Sea Perfection, the monks of the half-step Life and Death Realm can barely support it." If any of you don't know whether to live or die, try it. ”

The Demon Domain Dragon Clan was full of pride: "Ao Zhan is the first raptor of the new generation of my Demon Domain! In just nine hundred years, he has set foot in the fifth level of the Spirit Sea Realm, and he has an otherworldly smoke vein, and he will definitely be safe with him." ”

"Smoke Vein, one of the Ten Strange Veins??!!"

The dragon clan was dumbfounded, their expressions were extremely complicated, they didn't expect that the Demon Dragon Clan, who was not famous in the Seven Heavenly Dragons, would silently take the smoke veins into their pockets in private, and make a fortune in a muffled voice, it seems that they must be afraid in the future.

The Demon Domain Patriarch looked at everyone's discolored appearance, and couldn't help but be extremely useful in his heart, this time he revealed his trump card, but also to deter the rest of the six dragon clans, after all, in the past, in the eight heavenly dragons, only because their ancestors were the weakest, they were assigned to the demon domain with the worst environment, and now he has to show his strength all the time, proving that only the most cruel environment can cultivate the strongest dragon clan powerhouse!

As everyone knows, in the eyes of the other six dragon clans, he is just sparing no effort to prove the ancient dragon clan famous saying-Diao Dragon is born in the middle of nowhere!

Not to mention the filthiness between the seven dragon clans, they are all extremely confident in those who have the smoke veins of the five-fold cultivation of the Spirit Sea Realm, after all, the other six dragon clans have never seen Lu Mo's heroic posture, and they have only heard the Four Seas Dragon Clan say that his big ship is fierce, plus Lu Mo only has one weight in the Spirit Sea Realm, so they all feel that Lu Mo relies on the divine ship to fight, and he is very vulnerable.

Ao Zhan's dragon claws were impressively filled with the faint flame of annihilating all things, and just by confronting him from a distance, Lu Mo could feel the strong killing intent.

"Flame of the Flames. The Enchantress wringed her hands uneasily and paced back and forth in the Illusion Demon City: "It is rumored that it can burn the flames of the living...... You have to remember not to get entangled in those things, otherwise the stronger your flesh will be, the faster it will burn. ”

Lu Mo was awe-inspiring in his heart, a strong person who can be recognized by the Seven Dragon Clans must have a supernatural power, it seems that the Flame of Burning is one of them, but I don't know how many trump cards it still has.

"Terran, cry, scream, and burn!"

Ao Zhan stood on the sky, burning all over his body, radiating in all directions, and his terrifying temperature actually scorched and decomposed the ocean, and then formed a flame realm!

Countless pale monsters roared in the flames, transforming into the resentful spirits of the dead, with surging flames, rushing towards Lu Mo with a roar, looking like they wanted to devour his flesh and drink his blood.

"Hey, it's very weak. Lu Mo sneered, raised his sword and plunged into it, and the molten divine sword decisively smashed the first incoming resentful spirit.

But his heart was full of vigilance, which was completely different from the performance on his face, because those resentful spirits were so weak that they could not be compared to ordinary forging realms, but Ao Zhan's eyes were full of confidence, and the contrast was self-evident!

"That's the famous Shenyan Flame?Scale Armor Clan Artifact, the core of the Eight Floating Slaughter!" Ao Zhan showed a surprised expression, and then became more and more hideous: "It's a pity that the flame of the living and the flame of the dead are destined to not coexist. ”

The flames of the Burning Flame skyrocketed in an instant!

Lu Mo suddenly felt that there was a glimmer of vision in the Molten Divine Sword, it seemed that the sword soul was roaring violently, and he couldn't help but flutter his wings and retreat, but after a cursory observation, he couldn't help but be surprised: "It's actually devouring each other! My Molten Flame is higher, but its Dao power is stronger than mine, and it is worthy of being the fifth level of the Spirit Sea Realm." ”

Lu Mo knew that although his Dao power was strong, Ao Zhan had the blood of the Dragon Clan after all, and his body could be described as a giant compared to the Human Race, and the Dao power that could be saved was also extremely large, plus he was originally a fifth-fold Spirit Sea Realm, so he was by no means inferior, and even had to suppress himself faintly, and his stamina was even stronger.

"It's purely a fighting force, that's what a reckless man does. A hint of scorn appeared in Lu Mo's eyes: "As the inheritor of the Immortal Sword Dao, how can I abandon my swordsmanship and compete with others purely in brute force?" ”

He raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and the Iron Throne suddenly appeared in the void, and all the eight hundred golden swords shone with heroic light, and they were clustered around the throne like legions, and the blades of the swords were all aimed at Ao Zhan.

A trace of flame in the molten divine sword was impressively covered on the golden sword, forming a thin film, as eye-catching as the golden armor all over the city.

"Overlord order, break the army!" Lu Mo shouted angrily, turning defense into offense.

The eight hundred golden swords sparked flames densely like swarms out of their nests, and at a terrifying speed that was several minutes faster than before, they shot at all the resentful spirits in the flame domain on one side.

With a rush of divine power, easily disintegrate any obstruction!

Countless ghosts and ghosts disappeared in an instant, and the Flame Domain disappeared.

Lu Mo stepped into the void with his sword, and no longer gave Ao Zhan a chance to cast that mysterious infiring flame, but fought hand-to-hand combat with him.

Thirty-six golden swords formed Tiangang and attacked Ao Zhan's deadly scales; seventy-two golden swords condensed into a ground shatter and attacked Ao Zhan's weak abdomen; more than 200 swords created a strong momentum and patrolled through Ao Zhan's eyes, crotch, ears and other weak parts in order to create chaos; and the other 500 swords slashed at Ao Zhan's hundreds of holes, causing it endless trouble.

"Overlord Sword Codex, Lu Mo has already comprehended the essence. The enchantress held her fine porcelain cheeks, and couldn't help but chuckle lightly, and muttered: "Others single-handedly only control the sword in their hands, but the real kendo overlord can dominate the swords, making hundreds of sword dao like fingers, like a perfectly coordinated army! ”

"It's just ......" The demon queen couldn't help but hesitate a little: "To be able to truly dominate the swords, so that all the sword dao is willing to surrender, you must personally domesticate the swords, then you have to have the cultivation of the life and death realm to achieve it, why can Lu Mo directly make the swords subordinate in the Spirit Sea Realm? It's really incredible! Could it be that he is the power of the sword that he hides and regards as the strongest trump card?"

On the field, the golden sword frenzy has already stretched Ao Zhan's strength!

If it weren't for the fact that the Eight Hundred Sword Dao background was too low, and they were only born from a half-step Spirit Sea Realm, they had not been tempered and condensed by Lu Mo, so their super defense against the dragon scales was extremely weak, otherwise they would have slashed Ao Zhan a long time ago.

Ao Zhan couldn't help but have a big headache, the flames of the dark burning on his body were restrained by the molten fire wrapped in the golden sword, and the two sides canceled each other out, so the golden swords had no scruples, just blindly attacked. In addition, although the strength of the golden swords is weak, they have repeatedly succeeded!

After a dragon scale was stabbed ten times, it cracked, revealing its flesh. Immediately after, a large number of dragon scales exploded at the same time, and the golden sword frantically took advantage of the situation.

"Whew!!" Ao Zhan howled miserably, feeling anxious, in the long run, he couldn't use all his skills, and he would be consumed alive by Na Lu Mo, this trick was really a scoundrel!

Lu Mo was also surprised, he never expected that after commanding the eight hundred golden swords to complete raids, encirclement, outflanking, and strong attacks, Ao Zhan would be in a state of anxiety and be deeply trapped in the vast sea of sword wars, unable to extricate himself. (To be continued.) )