Chapter Seventy-Eight: Slaying the Dragon

No one expected that the first person to strike would be Shen Yi.

He clenched the instrument knife with both palms, and the black light on the knife quickly faded, turning into a breathtaking pitch black.

This was the first time that he had gone all out after stepping into the Jade Liquid Realm.

The greedy wolf who has reached the realm of transformation and evil spirit, with the blessing of the majestic realm, shows an unprecedented edge.

Qiang –

The ritual knife slashed down suddenly, without the great momentum of the previous sword gang, silently, only the purest sharpness.

The dragon had already taken precautions under his anger, but he really couldn't be vigilant against such a knife technique.

It wasn't until the black blade approached that a cool breath rushed from the soles of its feet to the top of its head, and it looked startled, and the soles of its feet slammed into the blade with its scaly elbows.

Hit the blade with your flesh!

Click, click

There was no meat slicing sound, and there was no metal crashing sound.

I saw that all the scales on the dragon's arms stood up, as if they were covered with arc-shaped blades.

The knife did not touch its flesh, but scraped off a layer of scales.

With the help of this moment's reaction time, the dragon suddenly turned around, only to see the wide cloth shirt lifted, and a thick and powerful tail was thrown out, like a steel cast, and slapped fiercely at the young man's arm.

Facing the killing move that the demon hid in advance.

Shen Yi's eyes were cold, and the sword technique of the realm was perfect.

Between breaths, it is cut out again.

Just as it was about to touch, the steel-like tail suddenly became soft and flexible, and the vigorous force just now was just an illusion to confuse the enemy, it didn't compete with the Yi Dao at all, and directly wrapped around Shen Yi's arm.

The next moment, the scales on the tail also stood up.

Whew!

Just one turn hides three killing attempts.

The satin sleeved robe was torn and stained a faint shade of red.

The dragon's face is not good-looking, what it has on its body is a scale armor that has been cultivated for thousands of years, it looks like it is just scales growing on its body, but it has actually been refined into an offensive and defensive armor long ago.

It is a precious thing that it depends on for its survival.

However, just a photo, dozens of pieces were cut off by the weird black knife, and I was already bitter in my heart.

Where is the other party's little flesh wound can be compared.

The dragon's eyes burst out with ferocity, and he exerted his strength again, wanting to take this opportunity to crush the young man's entire arm at once.

At this moment, it suddenly found that Shen Yi opened his palm and his five fingers were tightly grasping his tail.

"You are a martial artist, dare to wrestle with me?"

Sensing the other party's intentions, the dragon felt amused and annoyed at being provoked.

If a martial artist can rely on his physical body to fight against the demons who are born with him, he will no longer need to think about any martial arts skills.

The thought has not subsided.

The next moment, everything in its field of vision suddenly reversed.

Shen Yi grabbed the crocodile tail, and actually slammed it into the air directly and smashed it out without hindrance!

Boom!

The dragon tumbled out, its gnarled claws sinking into the stone ground like rakes.

shook his flat head, and his two bulging eyes were a little dazed.

Then he seemed to react to something, raised his head, and his face was full of excitement.

I thought that the other party had unintentionally refined a trace of the bloodline in Jiaodan, but I didn't think about it...... Ho...... Unexpectedly, it was absorbed so perfectly!

"Roar!"

Its eyes were scarlet, and it leaned over and roared.

The sharp and piercing sound of such excitement also attracted the attention of the other side.

At the moment when Shen Yi made a move.

More than two dozen Golden Eagle Captains reacted quickly and threw out the chains in their hands, trapping the Angry Sword Elder in it.

The so-called Demon Suppression Array is not a pure martial art, in addition to the technique, it is mainly in the material of the chain, which can greatly hinder the mobilization of the breath.

The premise is ...... I can lock it.

The array that should have been standing by Zhao Kanglin was replaced by Hong Lei at this moment.

The cooperation is extremely rusty, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are fighting separately.

The captain of the outer battalion is almost in this situation, he is not suitable for joining forces to strangle, not to mention that he is temporarily transferred from different generals, and he has only been running in for a few days, and he doesn't even know what his colleagues are good at.

In this case, a group of beginner martial artists can't get in at all, and there is even a risk of helping.

Under many factors, the elder held a five-foot sword, like a tiger entering a flock.

Fortunately, Hong Lei has a solid foundation, although he doesn't know how to cooperate with the Demon Suppression Array, at least he knows that this old man is afraid of those chains, and with this advantage, he can barely parry in a short time.

The other party obviously used the secret technique to strengthen it, burning vitality, and briefly returned to the peak, and even the secret technique was not fully achieved, and the momentum of the whole body was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As long as you can delay the three pillars of incense for a long time...... You don't have to do it yourself, and the other party is dead.

I just don't know how many people will die in these three pillars of incense.

There is a more important point, that is, the demon behind him who is in the perfect jade liquid realm, no matter how strong Shen Yi is, how long can he stop it?

The silver-haired old man swung his sword at will, and one after another thick swords were swayed, Hong Lei could avoid it, but the golden eagle captain holding the chain was unavoidable, and he couldn't watch the big array being broken so easily, so he could only grit his teeth and make a hard connection.

Countless poison-hardening weapons were fired.

The elder didn't hide at all, letting the things get into his skin, and then patting them away.

Deadly toxins can be said to have no deterrent effect on a dying person.

It wasn't even as noticeable as a roar from the dragon.

The elder looked back.

I saw that the demon's blue shirt was shattered, and it was obviously aroused by the beating, and even the earth trembled slightly between the runs.

On the opposite side, Shen Yi slowly put away the instrument knife.

"Huh?"

Doubts struck the elder's cloudy eyes.

In his opinion, this young man's breath is long, and he is far from exhausting his strength, so why not use the knife?

Immediately after, Shen Yi responded to his incomprehension with actions.

With the palm of the hand gently raised.

In the silent night, there was suddenly a strange scarlet, and the evil aura was pervasive, as if the place was reflected as a purgatory.

The elder clenched the long sword in his hand, and Gujing Wubo's mind finally wavered.

He had seen a similar scene, which was the usual method used by the Qingzhou general soldiers when they were young, and they were called Sihe Zhengang, and they became famous in the entire Qingzhou.

Five stunts, known as mastering one of them, can cross the same realm.

But even the general soldiers at that time were not as dense as those in front of them, without this piercing ferocity, let alone this scarlet demonic feeling.

It was hard for him to imagine what it would be like to be in this bloody rain.

"Whew!"

The rain poured down, and each one fell on the dragon with unmistakable accuracy.

The thousand-year-old demon from Yangchun River was smashed and retreated again and again at this moment, and the bewitching flames on its body wantonly burned its most cherished treasure armor, drowning it almost instantly.

There was only a heart-wrenching wail.

At this moment, the young man standing with his hands hanging suddenly looked at this place.

Then raise your palm again.

“……”

Elder Fury Sword looked up at the speck of scarlet that appeared above his head, ready to attack.

His cloudy eyes grew darker.

The palm of the hand was out of force, and the five-foot long sword touched the ground with a crisp sound of "dang".

It's not that it's afraid, it's just that it's all meaningless.

Under this anger, the time of the three pillars of incense that he has accumulated for many days is a little redundant.