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In an instant, the whole world seemed to be quiet, his still body slowly levitated, and the strange halo of black and white was like a firefly, condensing behind him, as if in the dark, the eyes of the Yama God of Death were opened, staring coldly at the world! With a slight scorching wind, it roared and roared, and slowly unfolded around the realm of the sword that he had turned into invisible—

The sword intent that penetrated the sky and the earth, the fierce and roaring sword qi, and the supreme sword might, mixed with the steaming purple qi, suddenly rose to the sky and appeared in this vast world. The dragon slaying sword is like a revived evil dragon in ancient mythology, with a clear whistling sound, flying up and down around its owner, and the surging heroic light curtain covers the sky and the earth, and wants to choose people to devour!

The candle dragon was stunned for a moment, the huge dragon eyes narrowed slightly, the pupils that shot out from the thin slit were like swords, and the hideous face also had a fierce and bloodthirsty look! I don't know why, its blood is boiling, resonating, worshipping, and it feels a faint chill in its heart, this young human is different, completely different, although the breath has not become stronger in the slightest, it gives it a terrifying feeling of facing the Hanhai Purgatory, so it uses killing intent to hide its fear!

At this moment, Long Xuan's eyes finally opened completely, and the inside was black and white, and there was no excitement. He breathed deeply, like a reawakening after a deep sleep, a nirvana again after the fall, the dragon sword cheered, bounced into his palm, the sharp sword soared, as if to cut open the sky - it's different, the whole world is different, as if a mortal has the perspective of a god, standing above the nine heavens and looking down on the mountains, rivers and earth, only the scales and mustard seeds are reflected in his pupils, delicate, the ancient and profound divine power is engraved in his heart, his blood, his soul, as if the tip of the sword is pointing, it is invincible!

His face showed a soft color, disappeared in place like a floating light, and the next moment he appeared beside Lu Xueqi, he hugged her tightly, lovingly helped her comb the messy hair on her face, and said slowly: "Xueqi, how are you feeling?" His voice was very soft and soft, and even the terrifying killing intent was instantly restricted, as if he was afraid of disturbing the thin and delicate girl in his arms, like a fairy!

Lu Xueqi was also staring at him, the dead silence in her eyes melted like ice and snow under the scorching sun, she suddenly smiled, like the most delicate lily in the middle of the night, smiling silently in the wind, her eyes were soft like lingering water waves: "Are you okay...... That's it! Long Xuan was stunned for a moment, there seemed to be a flash of slaughter in his eyes, he glanced at the candle dragon who was afraid of the sky, lowered his eyebrows again, gasped softly, and said softly: "Don't be so stupid next time, you know?" ”

Lu Xueqi was silent, in the depths of her eyes full of smiles, there seemed to be a bright light blooming wantonly, she smiled sweetly, her expression was confused and persistent, and she said slowly: "I am willing!" Long Xuan was stunned, and the silent blazing flame seemed to ignite from his heart, warming his entire body and mind, and even his cold and dead eyes had a layer of moving ripples.

He smiled slightly and said softly, "Silly girl, I'm sorry! He paused, and an indescribable fierce sword momentum began to boil with his voice, and the sharp sound of the sword roar resounded through the sky, and the black and white strange light unfolded behind him, simple and solemn and magnificent, and the blood-stained white clothes swept like clouds in the cold and hot wind, and the hunting sound.

He opened his eyes again, all the emotions in his eyes were covered by the same pure and deep blood red, the sword realm expanded infinitely, and the surging sword qi roared in the air, like a sea of stars sweeping the heavens and the earth, and a sword shadow wrapped in the power of thunder appeared out of thin air, like a mountain and a sea, like a scythe of death that harvested life, smiling silently!

He slowly raised his head, and the soaring sword light reflected the strange light in his eyes, like an exotic demon fire burning brightly.

He held the sword to the sky, the cold of his heart, without a trace of warmth, came from the palm of his hand, and the bright blue sword rainbow rose up, devouring the sky and the earth, like a proud dragon covering the sea, roaring for nine days-

"Xueqi, the candle dragon hurt you to the fullest, all because I tried to make a big mistake, and now I will cut it under the sword and avenge you for this!" Long Xuan hung in the sky, his eyes half-closed, and whispered like a dream: "You wait for me!" ”

The low voice gradually fell until it completely dissipated, and countless bleak black and white sword shadows suddenly went up against the sky, tearing the sky, like the fury of the sky, fighting fire and moths, overwhelming the sky and forgetting to die to press on the candle dragon.

Infinitely fierce, infinitely cold, infinitely slaughtering, terrifying, as if among these countless sword qi, there is an invisible chain of cause and effect that is being pulled, communicating the ancient and mysterious long river of fate - the emperor is above, and the sword is dead!

The rain of swords is rushing, slashing in all directions, you can't escape, you can't dodge, you can't stop!

Heaven and earth are solemn, and the sword spirit is horizontal! The eternal four universes, the heavenly sword is vast!

The aura in the eyes of the candle dragon dissipated, and he stared blankly at the oncoming endless sword tide, as if he was shocked by the beauty of slaughter and silence that shocked the world, just like a sad song played by the sky, for the funeral of all sentient beings!

"Roar!" The dragon scales wrapped around the red flame were cut open by the rain of swords, shattered, and the cold bones that covered the sky and the sun instantly shattered, and the same red dragon blood sprayed out like gushing magma, and was instantly evaporated by its own extreme high temperature, turning into a blood-red mist that reflected the sky, and the candle dragon suddenly raised its head and let out a heart-rending roar to the sky!

The invincible savage beast seemed to have become extremely fragile under this wave of sword rain, and the indestructible dragon scale battle armor collapsed like sand and stone, dissipating with the wind, and with only one confrontation, it suffered a big loss under the sword domain of Long Xuan's new life!

Long Xuan's face was joyless and sad, like a ghostly figure instantly dissipated in the wind, and when he reappeared, he had stepped on the back of the crazy and spasmodic candle dragon, and his lonely and slender figure was like the emperor of the sword who reigned over the world, standing proudly at the top of Kyushu, and the sword was cold in the heavenly world!

"This is the first sword!" Without the slightest sense of the voice from his mouth, he held the hilt of the dragon sword with both hands, and stabbed it down, the mighty thunder and lightning were vertical and horizontal, and the fierce immortal sword qi extended along the deep blood groove to all sides, the scales were shattered, the spine was shattered, and the miserable white bone spurs pierced through the flesh and blood. The candle dragon roared wildly, its tail twisting and flapping, trying in vain to resist the endless pain and the majestic pressure that pressed down its veins against its soul!

"I can't take it anymore, I'm not done yet!" Long Xuan looked up to the sky and smiled, looking like crazy, his eyes faintly revealed a bloodthirsty and murderous fanaticism, he held the dragon sword, pulled it out violently, the candle dragon scale armor in the flesh and blood, made a palpitating sound, the scorching dragon blood was like a huge wave, gushing along the narrow sword marks, splashing on his bloody clothes, on his face!

The mellow and bright blood gradually condensed into a blood stream, attached to the blade of the dragon-slaying autumn water, flowing slightly, passing over the two ancient desolate ancient seal characters "Slashing the Dragon", and then slowly penetrated into it-

"Boom!" In an instant, a blood-colored strange light that overshadowed the heavens and the earth suddenly rose from the entire fairy sword, and a savage aura that seemed to come from the ancient gods and demons rose to the sky, and the murderous aura was shocking! The sound of the sword roar, like the blessing ceremony held by the high priest during the flood period for the newborn babies of the tribe, was solemn and magnificent, mixed with the joy of the new life, it was the awakening of the sword spirit in the sword cheering!

Long Xuan let out a long roar, stretched out his hand to hold the newborn dragon slashing - the blood-colored dragon slaying dragon, he took a deep breath, turned slightly, and slashed up with a sword, swinging a blood-colored training that penetrated the sky and the earth, as deep as the Purgatory Styx, covering the sky and the sun, and there seemed to be countless sinking ghosts wailing and wailing miserably. This sword rainbow plowed all the way along the broad back of the candle dragon, and the flames on the candle dragon's body instantly dimmed, and endless pain entered its body like Ling Chi alive, forming a hideous and terrifying blood-colored chasm, and the blood bloomed wantonly, like a mandala flower that was everywhere!

The candle dragon wailed frantically, its huge dragon eyes full of resentment and unwillingness, it held its head high, and the blood gushing out of its lungs stained its staggered sharp teeth red, "Roar! It roared under its breath, its flesh withered, like a lamp running out of oil. It's just that at this moment, its unforgettable hatred finally made it break through the coercion from the bloodline, and the pure fanatical blood-colored flames erupted from its dragon's mouth, like the brilliant sun that sank into the mortal world, at the end of its life, blooming with a moment of brilliance!

Long Xuan showed a mocking look on his face, as if he was facing not a pillar of fire that destroyed the world but a thick burning stick, without the slightest nervousness and panic. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a sneer, his eyes flashed like flames, and he said indifferently: "That's all there is to it, it's really disappointing, so the next sword ......"

"You can die in peace!" He let out a clear roar, and when he raised his arms, the blood-colored light rose to the sky, awe-inspiring! In the void, the mighty sword power that was invisible to the naked eye bloomed, and with the power of the nascent rules of the sword realm, it accurately bombarded the very center of the pillar of fire through the sky, and the twisted spiral sword light broke the pillar of fire from the middle, and the stars flew everywhere!

"Drink!" He let out a loud shout, his body and sword were united, and he floated into the air against the cold whistling hot wind, and landed on the dragon's head.

"That's it!" The layers of sword pressure condensed the terrifying killing intent, and it was released at the tip of the blood-colored dragon slashing sword like a mountain and a sea, and the blood-colored sword stabbed through its forehead, and it didn't reach the hilt of the sword, penetrating through the soul sea life gate of the savage candle dragon, and the fierce and unparalleled sword qi storm raged in its soul sea——

But there was no blood overflowing, not a single drop, the hot Yin Hong's dragon blood was completely absorbed by the Dragon Slaying Sword, the mysterious and deep blood red, flowing on the blade, like the eyes of the demon that opened, staring at this world!

The endless, incomparable, deep pain in the bone marrow made the candle dragon burst out with a heart-rending roar, its eyes reflected the figure of Long Xuan, engraved with resentment, as if to remember the face of this enemy, it fluttered again, and finally could no longer support it, and fell from mid-air.

It's like a fallen star, a withered leaf, fluttering, fluttering, falling to its final destination!

The wind is strong, the sand is flying and the stones are gone, this is clear, the blue sky and the white sun, it is instantly darkened, the wind and clouds are rolling in all directions, the thunder is roaring, the storm is raging, it is pouring down, extinguishing the flames that are everywhere in the secret realm of Taixu, as if the sky and the earth are also crying and mourning, for this ancient bloodline that died prematurely!

Long Xuan stood quietly in the rain, looking up at the sky, letting the rain flow down his hair, clothes, and sword blades slowly, a few bits of rain fell in his eyes, and the chill that seeped into his soul went all the way down, extinguishing the uncontrollable, raging tyrannical killing intent!

It seems that going to Huqi Mountain to find Sister Xiaobai to borrow the "Xuanhuo Jian" can no longer be delayed, he thought in his heart, Zhenyuan drummed, blocked the rain in the sky, and quickly swept towards Lu Xueqi!

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