Zhang Fengmian used the aura of his whole body to the extreme, desperately increasing the speed of the sword, and after escaping a certain distance quickly, he turned around and ran towards the position of the dragon head.

Looking back at Song Yuanhe, he still looked leisurely, with his hands behind his back, walking leisurely against the wind, always keeping a fixed distance from Zhang Fengmian, not getting too close, not too far, and not stopping him from sprinting towards the last array, but with an expectant look.

Song Yuanhe's cat-teasing and mouse-like banter attitude made Zhang Fengmian a little annoyed, so he asked Chaos in his heart, "You release all your sword energy, can you hack this guy to death?" ”

Chaos said indifferently: "You don't need to release everything, one achievement is enough." But now your cultivation is too low, not to mention that you can't exert your full power, and once you use it, you are prone to backlash. So I still advise you, master, that it's best to use my sword qi when your life is in danger. ”

Zhang Fengmian continued to bury his head in the road, since Song Yuanhe didn't stop him, then he was not polite. So he accelerated and lunged again.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the location of the last formation, and Zhang Fengmian didn't care that there was a Song Yuanhe who was possessed by the dragon demon behind him, and he stepped on the long sword and plunged down.

As long as this formation is destroyed, the entire huge formation that absorbs the pure spirit qi in the secret realm will stop functioning, and at that time, Song Yuanhe will lose the source of strength, and his strength will definitely decline, and at that time, with the strength of the sect master Chen Fushan and others, it will not be too difficult to suppress a dragon demon with only a wisp of remnant soul left.

Seeing that he was about to touch the array eye on the forehead of the dragon head, Song Yuanhe, who was standing in the sky, finally made a move.

A cold smile appeared on his face, and the five fingers of his right hand were like hooks, and he slapped it towards Zhang Fengmian.

In an instant, a huge golden dragon giant claw appeared in the sky, smashing into the top of Zhang Fengmian's head with the momentum of Mount Tai.

There were bursts of thunder in his palm, flashes of lightning, and even a roar of wind, mixed with sharp snow flakes and ice droplets, all of which rushed towards Zhang Fengmian.

Wind, thunder, rain and snow, the innate supernatural powers of the dragon clan came out together, and they were all greeted by Song Yuanhe to Zhang Fengmian.

This is not over, Song Yuanhe raised another claw in his left hand, and surrounded Zhang Fengmian from the bottom up, among which Song Yuanhe conjured up the huge mountain range like a sharp blade stabbed past.

The two claws kept coming together, making it clear that they wanted to kill Zhang Fengmian in it.

was about to succeed, but at this time, he was blocked again, and Zhang Fengmian, who was in a state of failure, scolded, where could he care about what he didn't want to do, and he directly let Chaos untie the shackles of sword qi.

The majestic sword qi that had accumulated for 10,000 years was almost about to condense into substance, and as soon as it was born, it set off a violent wind raging, and a violent air mass immediately appeared with Zhang Fengmian as the center, grinding the wind, thunder, rain, snow and sharp mountains that Song Yuanhe cast into ashes at the end of Zhang Fengmian.

Song Yuanhe's golden eyes suddenly constricted, staring at the human being, especially the long sword in his hand for a long time.

The pale sword aura was full of murderous aura, but this murderous aura did not have the slightest violence and madness, but was extremely quiet, full of an ancient and vicissitudes of life.

But the killing intent contained in it was pure to the extreme, and even he who was about to resume his cultivation felt a burst of shock.

He looked at the long sword again, the quality of the sword was average, it was definitely not the natal sword of sword cultivation, the dragon demon and sword cultivation had fought all their lives, and he thought that he still had this vision.

The person who wielded the sword was indeed just a beginner cultivator in the body refining realm, and it was impossible for him to cultivate this level of sword qi.

How could that be?

Could it be a sword spirit?

Song Yuanhe was shocked, startled by his own thoughts, but then calmed down and comforted himself: "How is it possible, how can a little monk who is not even a sword cultivator have a sword spirit." Unless the previous sword cultivator died, the sword spirit did not die and took the initiative to recognize the master, but how is this possible? The sword spirit is deeply bound to the sword master, even if the sword spirit does not disappear because of the death of the master, if you want the sword spirit to recognize the master, the soul must be very compatible. ”

Thinking of this, Song Yuanhe narrowed his eyes and wondered, "Could it be that this kid is the reincarnation of an ancient sword cultivator?" Such a simple sword qi is not available to the ancient greats. These reincarnateds, if they grow up in the future, are not ruthless characters without exception. In that case......"

Song Yuanhe's eyes gradually became gloomy,

"Let you grow up, it will be a big disaster in the future, since you have made a feud today, then just don't do it, and I will send you to reincarnate again!"

Song Yuanhe was ruthless, and suddenly increased the force, and the speed at which the two claws joined accelerated, and Zhang Fengmian, who was in the middle of it, only felt that there were bursts of monstrous pressure from both ends of heaven and earth, and he was almost out of breath.

His scarlet eyes stared at Song Yuanhe, who was hideous, and he was ruthless and shouted:

"Chaos, untie all the sword qi constraints now, I want to see how strong his dragon claws are!"

Chaos didn't say much, only asked two words.

"Are you sure?"

Zhang Fengmian's face was gloomy, and he only replied with two words,

"Of course!"

After finishing speaking, the Anonymous Clan was suddenly covered with cracks, the sword aura was like pure yin water, and there was a terrifying killing aura between heaven and earth, as if everyone who approached here would die!

Xu Yuan, who was still desperately blocking the ghosts in the distant mountains, only felt a shock all over, and the natal sword in his hand kept trembling, and he was in contact with the sword spirit, and he was keenly aware of the sword spirit that looked like an armored general, and actually knelt down in one direction.

Xu Yuan turned his head suddenly, only to see that in the mid-air above the dragon's head, countless Senbai sword qi was like a cocoon silk that was constantly peeling off, cruising wildly around Zhang Fengmian.

Xu Yuan was stunned and was silent for a long time before he muttered:

"This kid has a lot of means!"

Zhang Fengmian's two arms were eroded by the sword qi, and his flesh and blood were blurred, but he still had no intention of stopping. His eyes were scarlet, his eyes were already red, he held the long sword with both hands, and slashed hard in the direction of Song Yuanhe.

The sky roared, and the two huge golden dragon claws that were about to merge were instantly split in half, and then turned into ashes under the strangulation of the remnants of sword qi.

But the main body of sword qi still did not stop, and continued to rush towards Song Yuanhe.

Seeing the sword aura with pure killing intent rushing towards him, Song Yuanhe had to turn all the strength of his law body to resist.

However, it was a great shame for a little monk in the Body Refining Realm to force him, an innate true dragon, to such a point.

Song Yuanhe's face was hideous, and he roared angrily: "What if you have a sword spirit, what about reincarnation, even if you are talented, now you are just a monk in the body refining realm, and you want to kill me?" I want to see, how long can you hold out under the erosion of this ancient sword qi? ”

He was clogged over, and suddenly laughed wildly, the red light flashed at the center of his eyebrows, and an illusory figure floated out, it was actually a disciple of the Yuxiao Sect, the real Song Yuanhe.

As soon as he saw Zhang Fengmian in the distance, he shouted hoarsely: "Help me!" ”

But as soon as he saw Zhang Fengmian's embarrassed state at this time, his eyes became disappointed, but then he was indifferent, and roared into the distance, before being completely devoured by the dragon demon, he shouted out the conspiracy he knew at the last moment of his life,

"All this is a conspiracy of the Jade Xiao Sect, they want to completely destroy the Shinto Sect, seize your Protector Sect, and tell Sect Master Chen that they will do it soon, you must be careful......"

The aftermath was still there, but Song Yuanhe had already disappeared into the belly of the dragon demon.

The dragon demon licked his lips and smiled greedily: "When I swallow your soul again and complete my soul, then see how you ants can stop me!" ”

After speaking, he grew cyan scales all over his body, strange and hideous, and his eyes were no longer golden, but turned into cold black pupils.

He sealed his hands, and immediately condensed a huge true dragon dharma form, which was extremely majestic, and the dragon's roar was like thunder, deafening.

With a wave of the dragon demon's big hand, the real dragon flicked its tail and went straight to Zhang Fengmian.

Zhang Fengmian Buddha blocked and killed the Buddha, and recklessly, even if he fought to disappear with this body cultivation and completely became a waste, he would cut this dragon demon half to death.

I saw Zhang Fengmian's hands clenched again, the speed of the flesh and blood in his arms was melting faster and faster, and the severe pain made Zhang Fengmian sweat like rain, but he didn't take half a step back.

"Even if I die, I'm going to pull you on my back!"

He raised his arms, and was about to swing his sword down.

At this time, an equally huge golden body statue suddenly appeared behind Zhang Fengmian, grabbed the neck of the dragon-shaped law phase with one hand, grabbed the waist with the other hand, and pulled it hard to both sides, and the real dragon law phase was immediately torn in half.

"But a Dharma body also wants to harm my Shinto Sect disciples, is it really true that I, the sect master, don't exist?"

The person who came was Chen Fushan, he really stood in front of Zhang Fengmian, turned around and smiled: "Good boy, I didn't mistake you." Let your sword spirit put away the sword energy, here I am. ”

Zhang Fengmian was stunned for a moment, and his heart was suddenly settled, but when he looked at the movement at the canopy, he still couldn't help but be a little worried.

Chen Fushan patted Zhang Fengmian on the shoulder, "Don't worry, sealing the dragon vein has greatly reduced his demonic power, just now in order to deal with you, he consumed a lot of spiritual energy, now we have the advantage, you quickly withdraw from the battlefield to heal your injuries, I am enough here." ”

Zhang Fengmian nodded, no longer hesitated, and turned to leave.

After reaching the ground, he found Xu Yuan, and Xu Yuan couldn't help frowning when he saw Zhang Fengmian's bloody arms.

"How?"

Zhang Fengmian smiled, it looked really honest and cute,

"It's okay, I can't die. But if Brother Xu could give me another magic pill like before, I think it would be even better. ”

Looking at Zhang Fengmian's hippie smiling face, Xu Yuan finally put his mind at ease, patted Zhang Fengmian on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Stinky boy, that pill can't be eaten as a meal, one can heal wounds, and two can be taken down, but it will be bad for your body." Since you can't die, then slow yourself down, as a swordsman, you can't eat this pain. ”

"Also," Xu Yuan approached Zhang Fengmian mysteriously and asked, "What's the situation with your sword, how can it make my sword spirit feel like worship?" ”

Zhang Fengmian scratched the back of his head and sneered: "This matter.... I will slowly explain to Brother Xu in the future. ”

On the other side, the dragon demon faced Chen Fushan, and his face became more and more angry.

"It's just an inscription of the Seven Realms, if it weren't for my damaged cultivation and incomplete soul, what are you, I can twist you to death with one finger."

Chen Fushan waved his hand and snorted coldly: "So I especially like to take advantage of your illness and ask for your life, which is really the most reasonable thing in the world!" ”

After speaking, his figure flashed, and he instantly approached in front of the dragon demon.

"In addition, I forgot to tell you that this sect is not talented, in addition to being a monk of the Seven Realms of Inscription, he is also a martial artist of the Seven Heavens of the Flesh. Before you can crush me with one finger, you might as well taste the fist of this sect first! ”