Thousands of floating slaughter, like black clouds crushing the city.

In an instant, they all fell to the mighty river.

Thousands of floating towers are constantly pressed down, in addition to bringing bursts of thunder, there are also streamers.

Many monsters of the Three Dust Jiaolong lineage noticed a palpitation the moment the Futu Tower appeared, but they knew that their three ancestors had the ability to move mountains, so there was no chaos in the army.

It's just that when the Futu Tower fell to a distance of more than twenty zhang from the mighty river, those monsters just glanced at the flowing brilliance, and the next moment they shattered into countless pieces of flesh and blood on the spot.

The three dragons glanced at each other, and they all saw the anxiety in each other's eyes.

The river suddenly exploded into the sky, and it seemed that the next moment it was going to border the falling Futu Palace.

In the sky-high water column, a red light continued to grow, especially the scarlet eye, which was particularly ferocious.

In an instant, the column of water suddenly exploded, and a vermilion short-horned dragon appeared in shape, and after a roar that shook the sky, all the brilliance of the entire sky suddenly slanted.

Countless floating towers were shaken by this huge momentum, and countless fragments fell from the sky.

On the steep forehead of the red dragon, there stood the white-robed Zhuchen, and the blue-clothed and handsome Jiechen, as for the red Jiaolong under him, it was naturally turned into dust.

Izuchen smiled and said, "Where is sacred, why hide your head and show your face, you might as well show your true face and compete with the three of us."

In the clouds, there are figures crowded.

That City God saw this battle, originally because of Zhao Bi's divine power to repair the golden body, and the courage given to him to open his sword, this would quickly dissipate most of it, and at this time he already had the intention of retreating.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Zhao Bi's voice resounded in the sky.

"Just ask the sword with the three-headed dragon, whether you win or lose, there will be a reward, if you escape from the battle, you will cramp and peel your skin, and your soul will fall under the nine shadows, so that you will never be able to live beyond life."

As soon as these words came out, whether it was the Jiaolong side or the Chenghuang lineage, there was a certain number in his heart.

The city god was so frightened that he was sweating profusely, nodded again and again, scolded and shook off all the ghosts and ghosts around him, flew into the clouds and came to the head of the Jiaolong ten feet away, and sneered: "You three evil beasts also heard it, today the city god of Benzhou will kill you for the Confucian master, let me ask the three flagellated beasts, who dares to come here to receive death?"

As soon as these words came out, the heavens and the earth were silent.

The ghosts in the city god vein behind him looked at each other, all talking about when the city god who had always been afraid of the three-headed monster became so tough.

The dust and dust glanced at each other, their expressions were contemptuous, and the dust under their feet was even more angry, and the nostrils of the dragon spewed out bursts of white mist.

"Big brother, I think this person is full of courage, why don't you just stop it? Stay out of the limelight." Jedi asked.

Izuchen shook his head: "If you can hide from the first day of the first month, you can't hide from the fifteenth, we will have a battle with the famous and famous city god, if he retreats today, he can use that dragon stone as a whetstone for his own sword, not to mention that his killing power will skyrocket when the time comes, and even after the people of this small city are liberated, splash this dirty water on our heads, and when the time comes, how will the Dragon Kingdom Dynasty deal with us?"

Jiechen's face was ugly.

"In today's battle, I don't know which force is behind him for the time being, but behind the three of us, there are also big guys who support us, so let's fight first." Out of the dust, the final word.

The red dragon was covered with scales, blooming and closing quickly in an instant, and the sound of the noisy gold and stone was endless, and it shook its huge tail and flew towards the city god.

Chenghuang looked at the menacing red dragon, as well as the two brothers who stood on top of the dragon, the two brothers of Zhuchen, sweating palms, but he didn't dare to hesitate at the moment.

A sword was handed out, and the sword in his hand bloomed, and a majestic sword qi with a length of more than seventy zhang was instantly slashed.

Izuchen's face changed slightly, but he didn't move, and the same was true of Jiechen.

It's just that the behemoth under his feet, facing the surging sword qi that has come to it in the blink of an eye, is like a snake

The flow of strangled prey, and suddenly curled up in one place.

The red dragon body quickly bordered the sword qi, and there was a loud bang.

In mid-air, a vast ripple of sword qi quickly poured in all directions, shattering the tops of several mountain peaks one after another.

The red dragon screamed sadly, and suddenly withdrew into the air, only to see that the place where it was bombarded by the sword qi before was already flesh and blood at this moment, and the solid scales were even more scorched.

"This sword is truly extraordinary! No wonder his fighting spirit is so high!" Izuku exclaimed.

Seeing that the blow was successful, the city god was overjoyed, and was praised by the bad ghost thing coming from behind him, and he laughed and roared, and his body rose a hundred times.

"Of the celestial phenomena? Is this Chenghuang in earnest?" Ren Buti sat cross-legged on top of the inverted floating tower above his head and said with a smile.

At this moment, the city god, wearing a red python robe gradually faded in color, and finally turned into a silver armor, with the sword that was rubbed by Zhao Bi, a gentleman of the Confucian Academy, with the magic power of words, there really is a trace of the demeanor of a true god.

He let out a loud shout and handed out a sword with the momentum of fishing for the moon in the sea.

In an instant, above the wide river, a passage separated by majestic sword qi immediately cracked, and it was still tearing towards the dragon.

What was surprising was that in the face of those sword qi with good killing power, the dragon did not retreat but advanced, and crashed headlong into that sword qi.

Jiaolong's right foot, after touching the sword qi, immediately shattered, and then the entire head was blasted out by the sword qi, and the dragon turned into dust, a mouthful of fangs, mixed with blood, shattered all over the sky.

Chenghuang was still a little proud, but in the blink of an eye, the dragon had already come to him and bit his sword-holding wrist.

"Evil beast! If you don't return quickly, you won't die!" He was furious, because his wrist stabbed, and then he used the Heavenly Master Seal in his other hand to slam into the head of the Jiaolong head.

There was a loud bang, and a blood mist exploded on the top of the dragon's head.

At the same time, there were fragments of the broken edges and corners of the Heavenly Master Seal, and the city god was stunned, only to see that above the head of the Jiaolong dragon, the seven orifices of the Absolute Dust were bleeding, and they were using the dragon's divine power to unfold a golden barrier, and the dust was standing behind the Absolute Dust, neither making a move, nor speaking, and his expression was as usual.

"You're looking for death! See how long you can hold on!" Chenghuang was dressed in silver armor, the light was as bright as day, he raised his other hand holding the Heavenly Master Seal, and blasted the Heavenly Master Seal in his hand towards the head of the Jiaolong Dragon.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Jiechen's figure suddenly shook, and the next moment, a blue dragon suddenly appeared, and its mouth opened, spitting out countless cold ice, and at the same time, it bit the wrist of Chenghuang holding the seal of the Heavenly Master.

When the city god reacted and broke the scolding, everything was too late, one red and one green, and the two dragons bit the behemoth of the city god that used the magic celestial phenomena, fell from a high altitude, and smashed heavily into the dragon river.

"Bang!" On the surface of the river, the big waves smashed up were hundreds of zhang high, but in front of the huge figure of the city god like a mountain, it was a little not enough to see.

The dust that had been standing still, finally jumped high at this moment, hovering more than ten zhang above the river, looking at the city god who was locked by two dragons on the river and constantly struggling, smiled coldly, and quickly began to recite the magic trick.

The already turbulent river, at this moment, the water potential has skyrocketed dozens of times, and there is even a formation that wants to completely engulf the city god.

The flow of the Jiaolong Water God, in the waters of Shuifu, is like a sword cultivating a sword, even if it can be regarded as a cultivation to climb the realm, the previous heavy foreshadowing is all to trick the city god into the water.

In the next moment, the nine streams of water suddenly rose into the sky, and then began to gather continuously, and with a quick wave of his hand, tens of thousands of water streams pointed at him, like a storm, constantly smashing down the surface of the river, pressing the struggling Chenghuang deeper into the river.

Suddenly, above the river, golden light was permeated, followed by two terrible dragon screams, and two blood mist began to appear on the river surface.

I saw the city god with blood on his hands and wrists, his face pale, rising from the surface of the river.

A sword was handed out, and the golden sword qi was like a rainbow through the sky, passing by in a flash.

The dust briefly inspected his two brothers

After the injury, his face turned cold, and then he quickly borrowed the two mountains around him with the magic power of moving mountains to meet the sword.

The mountain shattered, and the smoke and dust billowed out, but a person wearing silver armor quickly flew out, and after breaking through the dragon with sword qi and moving to the mountain one after another, he cut off one of the dust's arms with a sword.

There was not much pain on his face, and he simply waved the blood-stained severed arm down.

In an instant, a powerful thunderbolt quickly enveloped the city god.

But he only smiled contemptuously, with this sword, he could break any kind of demon law and Taoism with one sword.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, he knew that he was wrong, only to see that the viscous dragon demon blood quickly attached to his silver armor, and quickly corroded it.

What frightened him even more was that when he raised his hand, his arms were covered with golden cracks, and he could no longer hold the sword that had lost its edge for a while.

Not far away, Izuchen was smiling, because just now, someone pointed out to him with the magic power of the monk's heart's words.

The blood of the dragon is the most filthy, and it can best defeat the lofty Haoran words.

The figure shook, and a punch slammed into the center of Chenghuang's eyebrows.

Chenghuang's whole person exploded in an instant, and even the sword full of sword energy fell into the surging river.

A thunderbolt struck the sky, and the man caught the sword just as it hit the ground.

On the surface of the river, two behemoths, one green and one red, suddenly rose, opening their bloody mouths in a vain attempt to swallow this person into their stomachs.

A sword fell, and the heavens and the earth were silent.

A moment later, there was the sound of two huge heads falling into the water.

Jian Xiu drew his sword and pointed at the dust hanging in the sky, and said with a smile: "Long Shengzhou has always been unable to rub sand with his eyesight, today you three-headed dragon is the victim, there should be a local sword cultivator, out of the sword."

"My name is Ren Tireless, Tireless Teaching People Tirelessly, I am a sword cultivator."