The stormy waves, the scenes that could not be seen in the Scales Abyss Realm on weekdays, all of them surged out with Danheng's transformation today.

The water is cheering, the water is "singing".

They chant ancient songs, and they celebrate the resurrection of the Dragon.

The "immortals" don't die, they just come back.

The power of the star god who was born in the universe and existed at the beginning of Hongmeng was vividly displayed in Danheng's body at this moment.

Yan Qing could clearly feel that the water in the air had become heavy and obscure, a moment that was difficult for mortals to detect, and even he could only vaguely perceive the monstrous changes that had taken place in front of his eyes.

The cave sky drinks the moon, and the dragon is in the world.

The figure that looks thin on weekdays is as unfathomable as facing the waves of the sea at the moment.

Dan Heng's thoughts also flashed through countless pictures in an instant, he saw himself on the ancient battlefield, descending like a god, sending clouds and rain; He saw himself look at the ant-like army array at his feet, the sky was like a rainbow, and in the midst of lightning speed, the army crumbled at his feet, and the father wolf as tall as a mountain and the "battle head" of the wing-maker were torn apart by his spell, and the filthy blood fell along with the rain in the sky.

"Is this the perspective of the dragon?"

The ice blue in his eyes flashed, and the consciousness belonging to the pioneer Dan Heng returned to the world.

The pressure was on the battlefield, the blade was laughing maniacally, and the scene he wanted to see finally came back again.

And what about Yanqing? Do you want to be caught there, or do you stand back and wait for help?

This may be the safest method, but it will not be Yanqing's choice.

The swordsman would rather bend than bend, and he will not return to a hundred cuts, and the seeker is also.

"Then there is only one way to hand over the two of you to the general together!"

The clear voice sounded on the battlefield, and at this moment, whether he won or lost, Yanqing's courage would make up for this gap.

The surging sword intent rose in Yanqing's body like a big river, and instead of avoiding the battle, he .........

He wants to challenge Blade and Danheng with his own strength!

Yan Qing rose into the air, the white-knuckle battle was too dangerous for him, once he faced the status quo of being attacked by the two, there would be no chance of winning.

So he wants to give full play to his advantages, and use this galloping, circulating, and continuous "ten thousand swords" to completely defeat the two of them!

The sky was clear, and before the raindrops in the air could fall, they had been cut in half by a flash of edge.

One after another, the flying swords with ice enveloped the two of them almost instantly.

"Hahaha!"

Somehow, the blade also stood with Dan Heng strangely, as if instinctively.

Dan Heng, on the other hand, was unwilling to face the surging fighting spirit of the young man, he wanted to find everyone in the train crew as soon as possible, but now the situation is inevitable.

In the face of the attacking flying sword, the blade and Dan Heng had their own magical powers, and the "water flow" as if it had come to life formed an unadvanced high wall in front of Dan Heng, resisting the flying sword outside.

"What? You don't dare to take a heavy hand on this kid! ”

There was a mocking smile on Blade's face, and he seemed happy to see Dan Heng in distress.

The sword that weighed like a thousand pounds, wielding it in his hand like a flower blooming in the wind, even if Yan Qing's flying sword was now faster and more accurate than just now, it still couldn't break through his impenetrable "sword net".

At this moment, Dan Heng no longer used mortal weapons as his own strength, and the appearance of the original spear fell off, and a yin and yang ball floated out of it and came to his hand.

"The dragon is at ease, and the sky is yin."

The instinct engraved in his blood prompted him to use this move, which looked like a very light yin and yang ball smashed into Yan Qing's flying sword.

"Bump!"

The sound of the sword body shattering was clearly audible, and it looked as light as a feather, but with the blessing of Danheng Dragon Power, this Yin Yang Ball had the power to be invincible.

"Huh?"

The flying sword he carefully selected was shattered with a single blow, and even Yan Qing couldn't help but be horrified in his heart.

His flying swords, all of which were selected from the finest forging room in Luofu, how could they be so vulnerable?

Dan Heng was like a soaring dragon, jumping forward and stretching out his hand behind his back, and the spear formed by the heavy water instantly appeared.

"Go!"

In a hurry, Yan Qing could only use more flying swords to block in front of him.

Fortunately, the spear composed of heavy water was not as heavy as the yin and yang ball, and the sword momentum flowed, and it was finally prevented.

Dan Heng didn't pursue, just walked around to prevent the bloody sword around him, and the collision of the yin and yang balls and the "fragmented" sword was endless.

Just a little shot, Dan Heng has already touched the limit of Yanqing now, and this is the result of the blade on the side not interfering too much.

Stabilizing his unstable figure, Yan Qing looked at the bleeding tiger's mouth, and held the hilt of the sword again with a sonorous force.

"It seems that if I want to take you down, I can only use "that sword"!"

Yan Qing's eyes were a little more resolute, and the flying swords under his feet surrounded him and came to the sky.

"This familiar sword intent?"

Yao Luo watched coldly from the sidelines, others couldn't see what he was thinking, although Yanqing was not as strong as he imagined, and the current battle situation was also very unfavorable, but this move seemed very familiar.

Five flying swords slashed through the air in a brilliant trajectory, converging into one.

The huge ice sword fell from the sky like an upside-down moonlight, and Dan Heng and Blade were unable to care for a while, and were hit hard by this blow.

"It's so familiar......" The blade carried a fierce expression, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Yanqing's all-conquering giant sword.

"I see."

Yao Luo stood with his chest crossed, and at this moment, the identity of the woman under the moon jumped out.

A wonderful sword, Yan Qing undoubtedly poured all his strength into this blow.

However, it still failed to break through, and the blockade of the omnipresent "dragon power" was everywhere.

Dan Heng, who was intact, appeared in front of everyone, and even the hair on his forehead did not move a bit.

"It can't be delayed any longer."

"Coiled, Yaoyue."

Coldly stretched out his fingers, and the "water" of the entire venue turned into a wave that swept everything, even though the flying sword could cut the water, but it never cut the "sea".

Sweeping everything, there is nowhere to escape.

Tons of seawater wrapped Yanqing, and the heavy pressure made it difficult for Yanqing to breathe, and the power of the seawater condensed into a dragon, roaring towards the sky.

"The power of 'Immortal' has finally been seen, and in this way, the chances of winning this battle are a few points higher."

The water dissolved, Yan Qing half-knelt on the ground, with an unwilling look, the flying sword in his hand had been taken off, and any discerning person could see the situation at the moment.

Defeat is decided.

(End of chapter)