The old monster of Xuanhe couldn't hide his horror in his eyes, and couldn't help but exclaim.

With a blow with all his strength, the other party cracked it so easily, and unscathed?

Not far away, Queenie and Adolf were also shocked.

"What kind of strength is he in the north of the night?"

Queenie looked into the air, the slightly thin white-clothed figure, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The old monster of Xuanhe, like himself, had obviously reached the cultivation of the fifth order of the Transformation Saint, and it was impossible for him to resist the blow just now.

On the side, Adolf's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't say a word.

I was secretly glad in my heart that I didn't fight with Yebei easily, otherwise, Queenie might not be Yebei's opponent.

Feeling a cold gaze coming, Adolf couldn't help but shudder.

Just one look made him feel like he was in an ice cellar.

I can't help but retreat.

But if Yebei doesn't die, how can they go back, not to mention, the extinction exercise has not been obtained, and they will not leave willingly.

"What kind of strength are you?"

The old monster of the Xuanhe River clenched the oar in his hand and stared into the sky.

With his back to the Xuanhe River, he cultivated in this ancient martial swamp for thousands of years before he reached his current strength.

This young man in white looks like he is only in his twenties, and in the outside world, there is such an amazing talent?

And for the sake of this person, the two Guardians did not hesitate to break the rules to break in, I am afraid not only to kill this person.

In particular, it is a gift of water and a single dragon thorn.

It seems that this young man in white must have some secret treasure, otherwise, how could he have such cultivation at this age.

These two people risked their lives to come here, and it seemed that the treasure of this young man's body was far more precious than that of the blade.

Yes, definitely!

After all, the old monster of Xuanhe has lived for thousands of years, and he has already become a refinement, and after a little analysis, he came to a conclusion.

Hey!

In that case......

This man must remain, and the thorn of the dragon will be obtained.

As soon as the words fell, seeing that the other party did not answer, he slowly pulled out a war knife from his waist, and the blade was red, like a raging flame.

Could it be that the secret treasure is this knife?

It shouldn't be, no matter how sharp the blade is, it's just an aid, and your own strength can't be improved by relying on the blade, it should be practicing some kind of anti-heaven exercise.

At this moment, Yebei's deep eyes stared at the old monster of Xuanhe.

Holding the Beiwang Sword in his hand high, he fell suddenly without words.

The crimson sword light is condensed like substance, like a match.

A fierceness burst out of the eyes of the old monster of Xuanhe, and the thin arm raised the oar, and a pitch-black river water was wrapped in it, wanting to resist.

Here, the water of the Xuanhe River condenses the blood of millions of people, and it is inexhaustible, which is his greatest reliance.

The crimson flames fell in an instant.

Rumble!

With a muffled sound, with the old monster of Xuanhe as the center, the surface of the river with a radius of several hundred meters suddenly exploded.

I saw that the oars in the hands of the old monster of Xuanhe trembled, and the pitch-black river that was originally wrapped in layers instantly disintegrated and collapsed.

"Poof......

A mouthful of blood gushed out in an instant, and the old monster of Xuanhe was directly knocked away from the canoe.

Call!

A sound of strength suddenly sounded, and the old monster of Xuanhe rolled and forcibly stopped the force of the retreat, and his feet lightly touched the surface of the river, and his body was hovered, levitating above.

"Ahem......"

With a light cough, he wiped away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and a pair of yin owl eyes stared at the figure in the distance.

The force of this blow has far exceeded his imagination.

"Xuanhe senior!"

Adolf flew over, "Senior, are you okay?" ”

There was a lot of worry in his tone.

The forces of the two sides are incompatible, but at this moment, they are standing on the united front.

For the same reason, they have a common enemy right now.

The old monster of Xuanhe didn't speak, at this moment, his hands still couldn't stop trembling slightly, he raised the oar in his hand and took a look, and a deep crack obviously appeared on it.

Click!

A cracking sound made Adolf's eyes widen.

I saw that the blade in the hand of the old monster of Xuanhe was directly shattered, and the pitch-black oars turned into dots and fell into the river one after another.

But it must not be an ordinary thing, if not, how can this old monster of Xuanhe take a fancy to it.

"Boy, you broke my oar."

"Today, I won't let you leave alive!"

The old monster of Xuanhe clenched his molars, squeezed out this sentence, took out an elixir from his arms, and threw it into his mouth.

made the slightly pale face quickly turn a trace of blood.

Instead, he stretched out one hand and said to Adolf, "My blade is broken, give me the water splitting dragon." ”

"This ......"

When Adolf heard this, he immediately hesitated.

The moment was given to him, and it was clearly not the best time.

"What? Don't want to give? ”

The old monster of Xuanhe raised his eyebrows, and it was difficult to hide his anger.

"On this Xuan River, if I am not against this person, you are not an opponent."

The truth of this statement, Adolf does not deny.

The strength shown by Yebei is far beyond their imagination.

At this moment, the Water Splitting Dragon stabbed in the hands of the old monster of Xuanhe, which was more powerful than in the hands of Queenie.

But it's a double-edged sword.

Give him the old monster of Xuanhe, and they will lose their last support......

"Hurry up, don't ink, or all three of us will die here!"

"I just need to divide the water and thorn the dragon, whether this kid is dead or alive, let you dispose of it."

"However, I have one request."

When Adolf heard this, he was shocked and hurriedly asked, "What request?" ”

"Knife, I want the knife in this kid's hand."

The old monster of Xuanhe snorted, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't hide his covetousness.

Adolf breathed a sigh of relief.

"No problem, the two of us only need people."

As he spoke, he gave Queenie a look and motioned for him to hand over the water-splitting dragon thorn.

Queenie was obviously a little hesitant, in addition to reluctance, there was also a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Adolf took it directly in one hand and gave Queenie a 'reassuring' look.

This old monster obviously just took a fancy to Yebei's knife, as long as he handed over Yebei, the rest of the things were whatever he wanted.

"Senior Xuanhe, just leave him a breath."

Adolf said, his hands on the water-splitting dragon thorns.

The old monster of Xuanhe did not change his face, he took it in one hand, the blade was slightly cool in his hand, and a unique force traveled all over his body, and he instantly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha!"

"I've finally got this treasure!"

The thought of the other party's knife just now is just an excuse to deliberately dispel the doubts in the hearts of these two people.

Adolf was scheming with this old thing, apparently a little tender.

No one knows that he has been looking for this blade for thousands of years.

This water-dividing dragon thorn is originally a thing of the ancient martial swamp, but it is cast from the keel of an eight-barbarian dragon entrenched in the Xuanhe River thousands of years ago.

I didn't expect it to spread to the outside world.

Fortunately, the two of them did not know its true power, and if they didn't, they would not hand it over easily.

At this moment, the old monster of Xuanhe held the water-splitting dragon thorn with one hand, and stabbed into it violently against the calm river.

Airplanes......

A slight ripple spread rapidly, accompanied by a muffled sound.

Immediately afterwards, the calm surface of the river, which was originally as black as ink, exploded like water like a pot of oil, and the huge waves were churning.

If you look closely, you will find that among the huge waves, there are giant strange fish with whiskers on their heads and full of fangs.