Countless dense sword rays shot towards the dragon, startling the dragon that was rushing towards Jiang Changkong.

Although it has thick skin and thick flesh and extremely strong defense, it can't resist these hundreds of fierce sword attacks.

Roar!

The dragon roared, and a violent stream of water erupted from its mouth, forming a huge ice umbrella all over the world.

The sword shot at the ice umbrella, and with a bang, the huge ice umbrella exploded, turning into ice chips in the sky.

But the sword was also extinguished by this.

Jiang Changkong swung out a sword again-

Kill with a hundred swords!

Hundreds of swords shot at the dragon again.

Jiaolong's huge eyes suddenly shrank violently, and he hurriedly spewed out a violent stream of water again, organizing a huge ice umbrella again.

The overwhelming sword slammed into the ice umbrella, and there was another bang, and both of them were reduced to pieces.

But before Jiaolong could breathe a sigh, he saw a snow-bright sword suddenly light up.

Draw the sword!

This sword ray was even faster than the overwhelming sword light just now.

Jiaolong suddenly felt a shadow of death enveloping him, and hurriedly spat out water again, but the sword was too fast and disappeared in a flash.

As soon as the water spat out, a huge dragon head flew up, and blood spurted directly.

In the sword codex space, a green Dao fruit appeared.

As soon as the blood of the dragon's head and body spurted out, it was grabbed by a big sword intent hand, and all of it was collected into the 'blue coffin' along with the dragon's head and body.

In the storage space, there is no concept of time lapse, and everything is in it for the same quality as when it was first put in, no matter how long it lasts.

In other words, once something is put in, it is 'time stood still'.

"The Nine Rank Jiaolong Essence Blood is in hand!"

Jiang Changkong was very pleased.

"Next stop, Jingyuetan!"

According to the map, Jingyuetan is the closest to here, but Liuli Mountain is twice as far as Jingyuetan from here.

He started with the most recent, of course.

Then he stepped on the sword step, like a lightning bolt galloping towards the direction of Jingyue Lake.

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Jingyuetan.

In the middle of a valley.

Seven or eight people were fighting a huge tiger demon.

The tiger demon is four meters tall and more than ten meters long, like a small mountain.

But some of the people around him are also very strong.

They are not martial artists, but immortal cultivators, pinching and urging spells one by one.

Seven or eight flying swords were like lightning, slashing through the air one after another, stabbing at the tiger demon continuously.

The tiger demon spat out the wind, flew sand and stones, and blew these flying swords upside down, but there were still flying swords stabbing the tiger demon.

These flying swords containing powerful mana were extremely sharp, leaving a lot of scars on the tiger demon's body, and blood was dripping with blood.

Roar –

The tiger demon was furious and desperately pounced on a monk, and the tiger's tail flicked, like a huge long whip swept away, as fast as lightning.

Syllable!

Click!

"Ah......h

With a scream, the monk was whipped away, and a tree was smashed with a thud.

The tiger demon was unforgiving, slapped down with a claw volley, scattered the flying sword, and then pounced violently with all his injuries, pounced on one of them, and bit half of the opponent's body in one bite.

The scene was terrible.

The form suddenly took a sharp turn, and the remaining six people were shocked and fled in a hurry.

But at this time, the injured tiger demon had already killed the red eyes, where would they let them escape, rushed towards them, jumped high, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, covering the sky and the sun.

The six men turned pale, and one of them shouted, "Separate! ”

The six of them galloped in different directions.

At this moment, a figure came at a rapid pace.

Before the person arrived, hundreds of sword lights came like lightning.

Roar!

The tiger demon was furious, and slammed away the sword light with one claw, but it made its tiger claw dripping with blood, almost cutting the tiger claw, and at the same time, it also made its body full of scars, wounds and injuries.

The tiger demon's pupils shrank suddenly.

The sharp pain brought it to its senses of madness.

It realized that the strength of the person who came was too strong, and it was no match for the person who came with its current state of serious injury and heavy consumption.

Then he turned around and prepared to flee.

But people came faster than it thought.

Like a bolt of lightning, it jumped between the valleys and arrived in an instant.

The tiger demon finally saw clearly that he was a weak-crowned young man.

Younger than the few guys who ran away just now.

The only difference is that he is a martial artist.

Although it is a martial artist, the other party gives it a sense of crisis that stands on end.

Obviously, the other party's strength is too strong.

It is unbelievable that a weak-crowned martial artist is stronger than a group of immortal cultivators.

But these thoughts only flashed in the tiger demon's mind.

Its first priority now is to escape, to avoid the ill-intentioned warrior in front of it.

The person who came was Jiang Changkong.

He didn't expect to see this nine-rank tiger demon and a group of monks fighting as soon as he arrived.

What's more, the tiger demon was injured.

Seeing that the tiger demon was injured, it was the time to kill it, and I was also overjoyed in my heart.

It is to step on the iron shoes and find nowhere to find it, and it takes no effort at all!

It's a rare opportunity!

As for this tiger demon, it was those monks who suffered huge injuries from the battle, which made him take advantage, but he didn't agree.

If he didn't make a move, at least one more of the monks would have to die.

Moreover, now that the monks were fleeing like lost dogs, he had saved them by drawing his sword.

As soon as Jiang Changkong arrived, he swung out a sword-

Draw the sword!

A huge sword slashed through the void, followed by a huge tiger demon head flying up.

But before the blood could spurt, he used his sword intent to grab the head and huge body of the tiger demon, and instantly put it into the 'blue coffin'.

Obtained by the blood of the Nine Rank Tiger Fairy Spirit!

Jiang Changkong had a satisfied look on his face.

Even he didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

The smooth even made him a little embarrassed.

If it weren't for the fierce fight between these people and the tiger demon, which consumed the power of the tiger demon, he wouldn't have successfully killed the tiger demon so quickly.

These people are really good people.

He didn't touch the corpses of the two immortal cultivators on the ground, and a few of his companions hadn't left yet.

If you really touch the corpse, you will be a little too greedy, and it will make people look down on you.

"It's time to head to Liuli Mountain next......

But as he was about to leave, the six monks, who were about to flee, quickly turned around and stopped him.