Chapter 112

The huge dragon broke through the water and soared, its whole body was as black as ink, its eyes were brown and yellow, and it exuded incomparable majesty.

Wang Qi swallowed his saliva, stared at the black Jiao in front of him with wide eyes, this is Jiao!

Since ancient times, the stories about dragons have been extremely attractive, although this is not a dragon but a Jiao, but Jiao is also extremely rare.

"With the existence of a suppression formation, how much will the strength of this black Jiao who gathers the void and merge the Dao be reduced? Can these people from the Yan family subdue them? Wang Qi's eyes flashed with a divine light, and he thought to himself.

If these Yan family members can't be subdued, then do they want to take action? The cultivation left by Xu Qiang is precious, and Wang Qi is a little reluctant to waste his cultivation here.

Yan Jun snorted: "Yan Qiong, hurry up!" ”

Yan Qiong took a step forward, her eyes filled with bright golden light.

Wang Qi squinted, and Yan Qiong's body began to exude an incomparably fierce aura.

"Sword cultivation?" Wang Qi muttered to himself, Yan Qiong's cultivation in the Dan Realm was naturally unable to exude such a fierce aura, so there was only one possibility, this aura, was from a foreign object! Perhaps, it was a sword weapon from Yan Qiong.

Thinking of the past, the Yan family was also going to participate in the Sword Listening Conference, so it is very likely that Yan Qiong is going to participate.

"With such a sharp aura, it seems that the sword weapon given to Yan Qiong by the Yan family is not ordinary, and the quality is really high." Wang Qi was a little envious, he had only been able to use a wooden sword for so long, and for a while, he felt envious of Yan Qiong.

Thinking like this, Wang Qi was a little eager to return to the Huanfang Sword Field, and he still remembered that Xu Qiang said that in the Tibetan Sword Cave, Xu Qiang left a sword for Wang Qi.

"A group of hairy boys who have not dried up dare to do something to Benjun?" The black Jiao was suspended above the surface of the river, opening coldly.

Yan Qiong took a step forward, clasped her hands in front of her chest, her left hand was down, her right hand was on top, and she made a sword drawing motion.

A ray of golden light bloomed from between her hands.

"It's really a sword!" Wang Qi muttered.

This line of golden light is at least the breath that only the five grades of the spirit sword can have!

Wang Qi swallowed his saliva, and admired the wealth of the Yan family in his heart, Yan Yu had given him a spirit sword and a falling flower sword before, and at that time Wang Qi guessed that the Yan family was definitely very rich.

It's just that he didn't expect that Yan Qiong, a little girl in the Dan realm, would also give her a spirit sword, and the quality would be very high!

The same is true for the cultivation of people, a layer of cultivation is a layer of heaven, and the same is true for the spirit sword, the first-grade spirit sword is completely different from the second-grade spirit sword, and the degree of preciousness is even more different.

After the golden light appeared, beads of sweat rolled down Yan Qiong's forehead, and it was too reluctant for her to use a spirit sword with her cultivation in the Dan Realm.

Heijiao opened his mouth and spat out a red breath.

The crimson aura fell towards Yan Qiong, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Boom!" Yan Qiong couldn't dodge, she was smashed and turned back, and the golden light in her hand also dissipated.

Yan Qiong's half body sank into the water, and she opened her mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, extremely embarrassed.

Wang Qi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the formation he gave seemed to work, it did weaken Hei Jiao's strength, and at the same time, the formation also had the effect of sharing damage, otherwise even if the formation weakened Hei Jiao's cultivation, Yan Qiong's cultivation would also die.

A trace of disdain flashed in Hei Jiao's eyes, and then he looked at Wang Qi: "You have an aura that disgusts me. ”

Wang Qi was silent, what disgusted the breath of Heijiao was probably the breath of Qingchuan.

"Oh." Wang Qi said lightly, "You better fight with them, I don't want to make a move." ”

A trace of astonishment flashed in Hei Jiao's eyes, he didn't expect Wang Qi to speak like this, and after the stunned, he was immediately furious.

A guy who refines qi and transforms a god actually pretends to be a calf in front of himself like this?

Anger flashed in Hei Jiao's eyes, and then he opened his mouth, and his red aura hit Wang Qi.

Wang Qi quickly turned around and dodged at an extremely fast speed.

"Run for what?" Hei Jiao said disdainfully.

Wang Qi shook his hand, he stepped on Qingbo, and made a starting gesture.

The river was pulled by the fist intent, forming a water mass in front of Wang Qi.

Wang Qi's face was calm, and he looked directly at Heijiao.

"Dragon Killing Fist?!" A hint of jealousy flashed in Hei Jiao's eyes, and then he sneered, "With your spiritual cultivation, even if you have a dragon killing fist, how powerful can you exert a dragon killing fist?" I'll slaughter you today!" ”

Wang Qi dispersed his fist intent and chuckled.

His aura rose, and soon surpassed Heijiao: "I still suggest you go and fight with them, I just want to watch the show." ”

Hei Jiao's eyes flashed with divine light, and he looked at Wang Qi with great fear.

Wang Qi didn't think so, but looked at Hei Jiao with a playful smile: "If you think that the cultivation on my body is fake, if I am just using a blind eye, you can give it a try." ”

Before Heijiao could speak, a sudden wind blew on the river.

Wang Qi looked sideways, it was Yan Qiong who was starting to draw her sword again, and this time, the movement was much louder.

Hei Jiao roared, chose to give up Wang Qi, and walked towards Yan Qiong.

Yan Qiong's eyes were shining with golden light, and she shouted softly: "The sword is out!" ”

The cold air was breeding on the surface of the river, and a long sword appeared in Yan Qiong's hand.

The moment the long sword appeared, Yan Qiong was originally just a cultivator of the Dan, but her aura began to become stronger.

"This sword actually took the initiative to strengthen Yan Qiong, so that Yan Qiong could match the strength of the sword? What kind of sword is this? Wang Qi's eyes flashed with a divine light.

Hei Jiao roared angrily, and his huge body slammed down on Yan Qiong. The sharp claws tore through the air as they roared, as if they were about to destroy the heavens and the earth.

Yan Qiong responded calmly, her body flashing, like a spirit fox wandering on a dangerous peak. Through her nimble body, she skillfully dodged the dragon's sharp attack.

Between the flying sword light, Yan Qiong's sword momentum was at ease, and every attack could accurately stab at Hei Jiao's vital point. Her swordsmanship was fierce and swift, sweeping through like thousands of horses, making it difficult for Heijiao to resist.

However, the black Jiao is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Under the weakening and suppression of the formation, he constantly changed his attack method, trying to find Yan Qiong's flaws. The huge dragon tail shook like a whip, bringing up a storm-like momentum and swept towards Yan Qiong.

Yan Qiong's eyes froze, she did not flinch, she held the long sword in her hand tightly, and when the dragon tail wrapped in wind and thunder attacked, she jumped forward, and she was able to avoid the fatal blow. At the same time, she reversed the rotation with the help of the sword momentum, and the sword light instantly gathered and pierced the black Jiao's eyes.

The sword was dazzling, and the lightning speed gave Hei Jiao no room for reaction. The blade of the sword slashed, the cold light flickered, and Yan Qiong's sword hit Hei Jiao's eye with incomparable accuracy.

The black Jiao let out an angry roar, and instantly became extremely angry. It is a gathering of void cultivation, if it is not before the long sword touches it, it closes its eyes, otherwise it will definitely be blind! With the strength of his physical body, this sword, Hei Jiao's eyelids were only scratched, and the remaining sword qi entered his eye sockets, and he blocked it all and eliminated it.

The dragon claws swung violently and launched a fierce counterattack against Yan Qiong.

A chill flashed in Yan Qiong's eyes, and she clenched her long sword, stabilizing her body to meet the dragon's attack. Although her strength was not as good as that of the other party, she did not panic at all and stepped steadily on Jiang Bo.

The fierce confrontation between the two continued, and the black Jiao was extremely fierce, and the injury in his eye did not make him lose his ability to fight, but made him more ferocious. And Yan Qiong relied on the gain brought by the formation and his keen swordsmanship to cut off Jiaolong's attack again and again.

Time passed slowly, and Yan Qiong stood proudly in front of Jiaolong. The clothes on her body had long been soaked in blood, and the river had long been stained red by the blood flowing from the wounds of the two, and she stared firmly at the black dragon in front of her.

Suddenly, she caught the moment of Hei Jiao's negligence, and the long sword in her hand turned into a brilliant sword light, piercing Hei Jiao's heart.

The black Jiao let out a roar of pain, its body trembled violently, and finally fell in a pool of blood, its huge body floating on the crimson river.

Yan Qiong slowly put away her long sword, her breathing was rapid and powerful. Her chest heaved and her face was a little pale, and it was clear that the burden of wielding that sword was too great.

"Win?" Yan Qiong asked in a low voice.

The black Jiao was stabbed in the heart, but thanks to its powerful body, its vitality was weak but never broken.

"Win." Wang Qi said softly.

Even if Hei Jiao didn't die, he lost, after all, Yan Qiong didn't want to kill Hei Jiao, but to subdue it.

Yan Qiong smiled brightly, and then she reached out to pinch the trick and muttered a few words.

A golden mark appeared and floated in front of the black Jiao.

"This gentleman is a dragon! Xiao Nizi, you just barely beat me with the help of foreign objects, why do you think you can sign a master-servant contract with me? Hei Jiao's breath was weak, and the words he said were extremely annoying.

"Dragons? It's just a Jiao. Wang Qi sneered, and at the same time was curious about Yan Qiong's sword weapon.

A sword weapon can actually make a person who has cultivated Dan have the ability to gather the enemy Jiao of the Void Path?

Hearing Wang Qi's words, anger flashed in Hei Jiao's eyes, but he was already at the end of his crossbow, so he had to say coldly: "Boy, you wait, sooner or later, one day, this monarch will definitely kill you!" ”

"Huh." Wang Qi just sneered.

Yan Qiong stretched out her hand to hold the mark: "Sign the contract, or die." ”

Hei Jiao's teeth rubbed, extremely unwilling, and the surrounding Yan family was in the big array, looking at Hei Jiao with burning eyes, as if as long as Hei Jiao did not agree, then they would run the formation again and continue to suppress it.

"I'll sign it." Hei Jiao said coldly.

Yan Qiong's face was overjoyed, and then she sent the mark on her hand forward.

The mark flew out, landed on the head of the black Jiao, and then disappeared.

But immediately after, Yan Qiong's face turned shocked, and her face quickly turned pale.

And the breath on Heijiao's body is much more stable.

"You...... You! Yan Qiong was furious.

Hei Jiao smiled gloomily, then opened his mouth towards Wang Qi, and a red aura crashed into Wang Qi.

Wang Qi reacted quickly, and his body took a few steps back to dodge.

The crimson aura struck the surface of the water, and then reverberated in layers of waves.

A sword light fell from the sky and fell fiercely on the head of the black Jiao, breaking the blood flow on its head, and constantly wailing.

Ye He looked at Hei Jiao coldly: "Want to die?" ”

Feeling the cold aura on Ye He's body, a trace of fear flashed in Hei Jiao's eyes.

"You do something on the contract, so that you are not restricted by Yan Qiong, it is not a master-servant relationship, but an equal luck collusion, I can't control this matter, but if you want to move this person, you are looking for death." Ye He said coldly.

Yan Lan followed Ye He to arrive, and checked Yan Qiong with a blue face, and then shook his head helplessly: "The contract has been completed, if you want to change it, then only you will be able to cultivate beyond Heijiao in the future." ”

Heijiao sank into the water and did not dare to face the Ye River.

Ye He bowed slightly towards Yan Lan: "This is your Yan family's business, we have been stranded for too long, let's go first." ”