Boulders fell from the sky and smashed into the dragon!

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

The boulders smashed into the Poyang River, splashing a monstrous splash, and in just a while, there were already huge boulders standing in the Poyang River, like hills.

"Whew......"

The giant dragon let out a dragon roar, dodging the mountain rocks falling from the sky, but countless mountain stones were like falling rain at this time, and they couldn't hide at all, and soon the dragon was hit by the boulder, hitting the tail and dyeing the Poyang River red.

The falling rocks blocked the Poyang River, crushing the dragon under the rocks, and it was no longer visible.

"Flame Array-Forgiveness!"

Chen Wenqing pinched his fingers, chanted a mantra in his mouth, and hundreds of yellow talismans stood side by side in the air, each talisman was burning with orange-red firelight, densely packed as if it was about to burn the entire sky!

"Fire oil, prepare!"

As soon as Chen Wenqing's words fell, a tube of fire oil was thrown by Zhang Qian, Li Youcai and the officials on the mountain rock that suppressed Jiaolong and broken. The oil flowed down the cracks in the rocks.

Under the rocks, the entire Jiaolong body was already stained with fire oil.

"Go!"

With a wave of Chen Wenqing's sword, hundreds of flame talismans fell into the air, and the entire mountain and rocks and the surface of the Poyang River turned into a sea of flames!

"Whew... Woo..."

The terrible sound of the dragon came from under the pile of rubble, and the mountain rock that suppressed the dragon also shook, and the dragon's dragon groan became weaker and weaker.

After a cup of tea, there was a complete silence under the rocks, and the shaking stopped.

"Looks like it's burned to death!"

Chen Wenqing looked at the dragon below and saw that there was no movement, and his heart was relieved.

Suddenly feeling the stinging pain of the meridians, the dantian void, which could no longer support it, fell from the sky.

At this time, a heavenly horse made of pen and ink flew out of the painting scroll, and stepped on the clouds to catch Chen Wenqing's falling body and fall.

"Senior brother, senior brother, are you okay?!" Li Youcai looked at the unconscious Chen Wenqing and said anxiously.

"Senior Brother Chen should just be out of strength and unconscious, and it should be fine!" Zhang Qian stepped forward to inspect it and said to Li Youcai.

After the battle, everyone was physically and mentally exhausted, and when they saw that the dragon had stopped moving, they all relaxed and did not take a closer look at the situation under the boulder.

Li Youcai turned his back to the direction of the Poyang River, felt the emptiness of the aura in Chen Wenqing's meridians, and was about to take out the Qi Gathering Pill and feed it to Chen Wenqing.

At this time.

A trident flew out of the pile of rocks, as fast as lightning, and stabbed at Li Youcai's back, and Li Youcai was unconscious at this time.

"Be careful!"

Wei Zheng felt like a thorn in his back and looked back.

I saw a golden trident coming to Li Youcai's back, and I couldn't help but let out a loud cry, but Li Youcai didn't have time to dodge at all.

"Poof!"

A muffled sound like a sword entering the body came.

Li Youcai felt drop after drop of warm liquid on his face. There seemed to be a hint of blood in the liquid.

Soon, the liquid flowed more and more, and Li Youcai's eyes had turned into a blood-red world.

"Old Wei!"

Li Youcai let out a mournful roar, and looked back to see Wei Zheng blocking Li Youcai with his body, a golden trident was inserted into Wei Zheng's chest, passing through the chest, and the tip of the trident was flowing with warm and bright red blood.

"Wei Lao... You—" Li Youcai's voice choked, as if he couldn't believe what was in front of him.

"Ahem... Cough... Ahem..."

Wei Zheng let out a violent cough, his gray beard turned silver in an instant, and his voice had become weak.

Wei Zheng's face was bloodless at this time, his forehead was also covered with cold sweat, and he endured great pain, he smiled at Li Youcai, and his speech was intermittent.

"Boy, you... It's a good material for cultivating Confucianism. It's just that... I'm almost confident..."

"Old man... Those who have been half-cut into the earth, in this life... Look no further. This campaign... If... To be able to kill this demon, in this life... No regrets! ”

"Chief Chen Xiaodao, in the future... There's no limit to what you can achieve... It's a pity that it's not my Confucian ......"

After Wei Zheng finished speaking, there was no longer any life.

"No!"

Li Youcai's face was covered with blood and tears, and he hissed and roared.

……

Mountains and rocks.

A big man vomited blood, his body was pitch black, he supported the mountain stone with his hand, and forcibly stood up.

"Demon, die!"

Zhang Qian saw that Jiaolong was seriously injured, but he was not dead yet, so he raised his knife and killed him.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

Zhang Qian raised his knife and slashed the dragon that had turned into a human body into defeat, making a sound of gold and iron intersecting.

"It's useless! This god has turned into a worm, invulnerable, how can you, mortal iron, be injured! ”

"What's more, you don't have much of your Xuan Spirit Qi left, you can't kill the god today!"

The dragon stepped back and laughed: "Ants! I will not die today, but tomorrow will be your death! ”

After speaking, he jumped into the Poyang River.

Seeing this, Zhang Qian stepped on the Poyang River and chased after him with a knife.

Li Youcai was sad in his heart at this time, and he gently put Wei Zheng on the ground and bowed deeply.

"Old Wei, I'll come when I go!"

"Don't worry, he can't run!"

The water of the Poyang River was cut off by the "Great Array of Blocks", and the water level downstream became very low, so that if the dragon wanted to escape, it could only go upstream.

Li Youcai did not participate in the battle between Zhang Qian and Jiaolong again. He came to the Taima Bridge upstream alone, took down the "Dragon Slaying Sword" hanging under the bridge, and stood on the mountain watching the battle not far away.

"Hahaha... Ants are ants, let your organs be exhausted, and you will be helpless to take this god! ”

The big man who turned into a dragon was no longer afraid of the steel knife in Zhang Qian's hand, and said mockingly.

Zhang Qian was not in a good state at this time, the meridians and the Xuanling Qi in the dantian were exhausted, so he could only barely maintain standing on the surface of the river, and he had no way to take the dragon!

"This god is gone! In a few days, when the god recovers from his injuries, he will inevitably swallow all the people and animals in Poyang County! ”

"Hahaha..."

Dahan no longer paid attention to Zhang Qian, and walked on the waves, about to come upstream to Taima Bridge.

Li Youcai held the dragon sword in his hand, looked at the middle-aged man walking against the waves on the Poyang River, and said, "You killed Wei Lao." So, you have to die! ”

"It's up to you?!"

The big man sneered: "You are all like ants, but you are not ashamed of what you say!" ”

"Especially you! Wearing Taoist clothes, he can't even perform Taoism, and Confucianism is also a mess. ”

"Fat head, big ears, stupid as a dolphin. Now that you dare to block the way of this god, do you think that carrying a sword is a sword cultivation? ”

"Don't think that this god is seriously injured, anyone can come and take care of it. This god just puts his head here, and you can't cut it off! ”

Dahan disdained Li Youcai and continued to tread the waves and head upstream.

He had to flee this place as soon as possible, otherwise if other human monks appeared, he would really die.

"Evil animal, die!"

When Li Youcai heard this, he jumped up from the Taima Bridge and drew his sword and cut it down.

Seeing this, the big man sneered and let out a cold snort: "If you want to find death, then swallow you first and recover some vitality." ”

After speaking, he turned into a dragon and opened his bloody mouth to swallow Li Youcai.

"Boom!"

Li Youcai pulled out the dragon sword, and Jiaolong felt a bright light flash in front of him at this time, as if he saw a phantom, in which a real dragon was beheaded by a sword sword.

"This is?!"

Jiaolong was shocked and wanted to transform into a human form. However, a golden light emitted from the dragon slaying sword, nailing the dragon in place and unable to move.

At this time, Jiaolong had already seen the sword light in the phantom light up, and the sword light had already slashed towards his head.

Faintly, he saw three big characters in the sword light.

"Dragon Slashing Sword!"

"Phew!"

Jiaolong only felt a pain in his head and neck, and a huge head flew out, splashing blood three feet high on his head and neck.

Jiaolong's eyes darkened, and there was only one thought in his head at this time.

"Ben God, I'm still careless!"

At this time.

The sky is bright, and the clouds are gone.

Li Youcai held the dragon sword in one hand and the head of the dragon in the other hand and stood on the Taima Bridge.

Li Youcai had tears in his eyes, looked at the gradually receding Poyang River, and said:

"Old Wei, I've avenged you!"