The water dragon came into the world, and the river poured back, and the momentum was still better than the previous two water dragons.

The peripheral spectators may not have discovered the subtlety of Lan Ning's water dragon, and some people with slightly poor eyesight may think that Lan Ning's water dragon magic is nothing more than that, and they were casually killed by Xue Ding's knife.

But in fact, this is not the case, the water dragon that was first slashed by Xue Ding with a knife, all the water vapor was melted into the remaining two water dragons.

At this moment, the true body of the water dragon is revealed, there are more than 50 zhang, through the sky, which contains water power I don't know the weight of tens of thousands of catties, when the head falls, it is tantamount to pouring the momentum of a big river on Xue Ding's body.

Xue Ding and the Poor Strange True Spirit raised their heads in unison to look at the true body of the water dragon that covered the sky and the crystal, and their faces were extremely calm.

"Brother, there is only one chance. Xue Ding opened his mouth, but it was Xue Ying.

Xue Ding snorted, and clenched the Basheng knife with both hands, and there was bloody flesh between the palm and the hilt, so that the two were closely connected.

The sound of the waves was in his ears, and Xue Ding's foot stepped out next, and the whole ring was shocked. The already cracked and dilapidated hull finally could no longer support it, and exploded into a cloud of broken wood, and Xue Ding had already taken advantage of the momentum to rise into the sky and meet the surging water dragon.

Dominate the world, cut the world with one sword!

The Basheng Sword slashed hard, and the Poor Qi True Spirit roared angrily in the sky, purple and red flames ignited all over its body, and its four hooves generated blue and red flames, and it spread its four hooves and slammed its head towards the huge water dragon.

Others didn't know what the flame was, but Meng Juntong did.

In ancient times, he was poor and strange, with the supreme red lotus karmic fire, and with the karma of the world as firewood, he could incinerate everything under the sky.

I really don't know which great craftsman forged this Basheng Sword, and it was able to perfectly fuse such a pure Poor Qi True Spirit, and even the Red Lotus Karma Fire was retained.

In mid-air, before the water and fire were fully in contact, the water vapor in the sky boiled.

"Everyone retreat, the temperature of the water vapor is extremely high, and it will be burned if you touch it easily. Yan Fengyi immediately informed everyone behind him and began to retreat into the distance.

However, it is inevitable that there are some people who do not believe in evil and are not afraid of death, so they have to stand by the river and watch the battle.

The area of water vapor agitation is extremely large, covering almost all the Baishui River as far as the naked eye can see.

"Ah......h

This guy just doesn't believe in evil, so he has to reach out and touch the mist that drifts away, but in just an instant, one of his arms is covered with red and crystal blisters, and there is a faint smell of meat, and most of that arm is almost ripe.

No one dared to hold it up now, and a group of people retreated towards the rear in a swarm.

Poor Qi crashed headlong into the water dragon, while the other didn't care about anything else and smashed it on the head at Schröding.

Xue Ding had already risen to his feet, brandishing the Victory Knife and slashing towards the dragon's head.

The ring had been shattered, and Lan Ning watched the scene quietly with one foot on a broken wooden plank on the surface of the river.

"What a formidable opponent. At this moment, Lan Ning's previous grandmaster demeanor was no longer there, and even the white robe was mostly shattered.

With a loud bang, these tens of thousands of catties of water vapor exploded at the same time in the high sky. And Xue Ding was like a meteorite falling from the sky, and smashed directly into the Baishui River with a bang.

Lan Ning turned his back, the victory and defeat had already been decided, and Schröding gave him an accident, too many accidents, but after all, it was still one step behind.

A small grandmaster's peak can show this combat power that is not weaker than a great grandmaster, and the entire continent may not be able to find it.

But after all, he is a line away from the great grandmaster, and this line is not an exaggeration to call it a chasm for countless martial artists in the world.

The Basheng knife was shocked and flew out, and it was inserted into a large stone pier not far from the bank of the Baishui Ferry, and the hilt was still glued to Xue Ding's bloody skin.

"Brother Xue!" Yan Hong exclaimed in surprise and was about to pounce.

The moment of collision just now was too fast, the water dragon exploded, and Xue Ding was hit hard and smashed into the river, all of which happened in the blink of an eye.

"Sister Yan," Meng Juntong hugged Yan Hong: "Brother Xue, he's fine." ”

Just when Xue Ding fell into the big river, Meng Juntong locked him with his spiritual power, and at this moment, Xue Ding did not have the barrier of the sword qi to the spiritual power, and was quickly captured by Meng Juntong's spiritual power.

Although he was severely traumatized, it was not life-threatening. Meng Juntong used his mental power to temporarily close Xue Ding's qi and prevent him from drowning because he fell into the water.

"Wei Ling," Meng Juntong turned his head to look at Wei Ling, who was still sluggish, "Quickly take someone to the lower reaches of the Baishui River." ”

"What?" Wei Ling didn't react.

Yan Hong suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Go and save Brother Xue!"

Wei Ling came back to his senses at this time, and hurriedly led a group of warriors to the lower reaches of the Baishui River at the fastest speed.

Lan Ning's feet had stepped on the broken wooden planks and slowly drifted towards the riverbank, and the fanatical supporters of Lan Ning on the riverside shouted 'Long live Lan Ning City Lord'.

"Long live, this rebellious dog thief!" Yan Hong's eyes were red, Xue Ding was hit hard, and his life and death were uncertain, but Lan Ning was showing off her might here, telling her how to endure it.

"Dad, while his vitality is greatly injured now, let's do it!" Yan Hong couldn't wait for this guy to die.

Yan Fengyi's expression was solemn, just now Xue Ding did show a strength that shocked them, and Lan Ning did consume a lot on the surface, but a martial arts master should have a few life-saving killer skills in addition to his own martial arts supernatural powers.

The battle with Xue Ding was a head-to-head duel, and Lan Ning had never used any means other than martial arts.

Yan Fengyi grabbed Yan Hong's hand and shook his head and said softly: "The time has not yet come, you have to be patient." ”

Yan Hong was stunned, she looked at Yan Fengyi in a daze: "Dad! This is Brother Xue fighting for his life, you can't see that he is now at the end of his crossbow." ”

Xing Bai on the side sighed when he heard this: "County Lord, you underestimate the master of the Great Grandmaster too much, as long as he can still stand and exercise, then he can never be called the end of the strong crossbow." ”

Yan Hong sneered, stretched out his hand and touched the red refining sword on his waist: "If you don't kill him, I will kill him!

"Hong'er, calm down. Yan Fengyi forcefully smashed his daughter's body and faced himself: "Lan Ning will definitely die, everything Mr. Xue did today will not be in vain." ”

Meng Juntong's eyes were fixed on Lan Ning's body from beginning to end.

She didn't want to do that meaningless argument, she wanted to use her own eyes to see if Lan Ning was already strong outside.