Chapter Eighty-Three: Forcing the Old Dragon

Wu Fu should not be afraid of any difficulties and obstacles.

All the green leaf grass swords were all wiped out by the young man, and at this time, in the face of the giant sword with the overwhelming momentum, the young man quickly adjusted from his fear, and raised his head to look at the giant sword that kept pressing in, but there was a little excitement in his eyes.

The green leaves of the secluded path are flying.

These green leaves are centered on the sword, around a circle, it may be that the arrogance of the young man moved the heavens, and he felt that the sword should be stronger, and those green leaves finally fit all on the sword body, forming a more huge and sharp long sword, at this moment the sword is two hundred zhang long, across the sky like a dragon, the wind blows from above when it makes a whirring sound, as if to say: "Are you afraid or not?"

Jing Ming's expression was calm.

His sword was tilted in front of him, his hand was held on the hilt, as calm as his whole person was like a sword, he suddenly raised his head, and clicked the ground under his feet, not waiting for the sword to slash to the top of his head, he chose to take the initiative to meet it, and at this moment the big sword was also completed with condensation, pressing towards the top of his head.

"Kill..."

The boy roared, dragging the sword upward, leaning away from the blade of the great sword, dragging diagonally and slashing at it.

His original intention was very simple to pick up this big sword, and after the sword blade came into contact, he instantly regretted his blush, feeling like his head hit the iron plate, and at this time, the sword body was shocked, and the giant force pressed down the young man and suddenly fell to the ground with a meteor boom.

The hard ground cracked, forming a large crater in the shape of a human.

I don't know if the people inside are alive or dead...

At this moment, a figure jumped up from the pit, holding a sword to the sky just now, Jing Ming changed his plan slightly, the tip of the sword went up, and roared angrily: "I'm top..."

The surface of the big sword is composed of small green grasses, they fit together like a whole, the young man's sword slashed at this huge whole, the power was weakened layer by layer along the gap, this blow was like a slight breeze that could not be threatened at all, and the giant sword suddenly flashed with light.

Jing Ming saw that the opportunity was not good, and hurriedly smeared oil on the soles of his feet, but he was still a step too slow, and his left shoulder was swept by the light of the big sword.

The meteor at this moment is even brighter than the meteor just now, and it is even more tragic and irresistible.

"Smack...."

The ground just now was cracked with small cobwebs, and now the cracks are even bigger, with a diameter of about five meters, and the human-shaped pit in the middle is naturally deeper and more miserable.

Every green leaf on the greatsword glowed, almost covering the color of the sky.

The sword momentum became more and more divine.

The golden dragon, whose thigh was cut off from a piece of flesh, was looking at it in a hurry, their eyes were impatient, it had not eaten meat for a long time, the taste was almost forgotten, and the meat in front of its eyes was about to be crushed into powder by this sword, which was really too tyrannical.

At the edge of the humanoid tunnel, a hand stretched out, and the palm of the hand was stained with blood.

Jing Ming finally crawled out of it, lying flat on the ground, looking at the sword in the air, the bloody young man laughed stupidly, his palm pulled in the humanoid tunnel, found the sword, and stood up with a pestle, don't look at the kid at this time, how miserable is he is, in fact, his face is heroic, and he roared: "The master can still fight...."

No, he set off again.

Both hands grasped the hilt of the sword at the same time, and the body rose to an exaggerated amplitude, and the sword slashed down after rushing into the sky.

History is playing out.

The tragedy continues.

The boy must not have known that he had become a monkey jumping up and down.

When the sword slashes on it, it will be rejected by the countershock power of the big sword, and every time it is more ferocious, and after a while, the boy will be miserable.

The whole body was in tatters and bloodstained.

This kid seems to have an iron heart.

Getting up from the pit again, as the big sword kept pressing, the distance from the top of his head was only three meters, and the space for dodging and sprinting became smaller and smaller.

Jing Ming was covered in blood, and the blood flowed on the sword body along the palm of his hand.

This iron sword, which was originally not good-looking, has some divine sense at this time, and the blood does not drip after flowing on it, where exactly it went, with the crazy strength of the young man at this moment, it is estimated that he will not care.

Suddenly, the speed of the great sword's oppression suddenly accelerated.

The distance of three meters was only crossed in the blink of an eye.

The golden dragon shook its head, it was annoyed, three hundred years ago I thought it was finally going to open meat, but I didn't think that it was fed grass, and the bitterness in my heart was only known to it, thinking that it was also a king, but it was not as alive as a grass, every time I thought of this, I wanted to hit my head to death, how could it be a mount for others, and even life and death could not be autonomous.

Jing Ming's body stood straight, the sword in his hand stabbed straight out without warning, and he roared: "Now, are you still hiding?"

"Poof..."

Shattering sounds.

Heaven and earth shook.

The sword that was going to prepare the boy's head stopped suddenly.

Jing Ming's sword stood forward, and the void that was originally stabbed was indeed slightly vibrating at this moment, and a figure emerged, the nine-tailed demon fox, the sword was piercing her heart, she looked puzzled, she couldn't figure out how the young man found her?

The corners of the boy's mouth are raised?

Hitting the sky again and again seems stupid, but in fact it is not a road stupid to the end, no matter what method the boy uses, every sword slashed on it, will not leave a trace, not even a mark, which makes the boy wonder if this test is purely to kill himself, or there is another way out.

At this time, he didn't stop, and still didn't want to attack harder.

Until this moment, risking his life, the sword did not cut the sky, but in front of the stab, he didn't want to succeed in one blow and successfully stabbed the ethereal fox girl.

The boy raised his hand proudly and nodded his brain, "Use here." ’

The demon fox smiled charmingly.

The two young men were in a trance, only to see that this was the fox Meizi slowly retreating, his body drawing out from under the long sword, retreating step by step, and retreating directly into the deep forest.

"Where to go. οΌŸβ€

The young man yelled and was about to chase out, the sky suddenly shook, and the soles of his feet were unstable, and his frightened neck shrank where he dared to chase, and when he looked up, he found that the big sword had broken by itself, and even the green leaves had turned into fluorescent dots of energy.

The boss of the two golden dragons with disc-like eyes is definitely a ghost today.

It's been three hundred years, and that old guy's ability is still so strong, it's just a small trick, not only deceived that kid, but even went into the water with him, the king.

No.... The kid finally woke up, and it was the only one who went into the water.

At this moment, looking at the massive amount of energy in the sky, the greedy Hadazi directs, that kid may not be able to see it, but it is from that era The dragon deeply understands the preciousness of this thing, three hundred years ago, the demon clan was chaotic, and the five venerables came in the way of projection, and the martial arts world that was killed did not leave a piece of armor, thinking that it was about to be victorious, but there was a surname Zhang in the martial arts world, and the five venerables were beaten to cry dad and mother, four of them did not even keep the body that came, and were taken away, one of them was miserable and made a prisoner for three hundred years, naturally it was the dragon。

These energies are called the Nine Heavens Essence in the Demon Clan.

The demon clan's martial arts cultivation is based on the Nine Heavens realm, and the Venerable is equal to the Ninth Heaven.

This thing is made of the bones of the Venerable, which is naturally extremely precious, and at this moment, such a large amount can almost create a great god out of thin air.

The golden dragon asked himself if he got this thing, it would not be difficult to escape from this place.

It saw that the boy was still in a daze..... In a hurry, the head slammed into each other.

Jing Ming couldn't feel the existence of the golden dragon, he only noticed the world trembling, and he listened to the words 'fool, fool' vaguely in his ears, and he was confused.

How stupid is it to be able to penetrate such a wonderful secret realm of the demon fox, scratch his head, and say, "You are stupid." ”

At this time, Jin Long looked up in horror and found that the wellhead was an old gang with uneven hair, and the man said impatiently: "Hurry up, hurry up, there is another pit at home, three catties of meat is not enough, three catties are coming." ”

The golden dragon was pitiful, throwing out three catties of meat.

When he turned around, he found that the massive amount of energy in the sky converged into a line, and after continuous condensation, it formed an extremely thin golden line, which rushed into the young man's body in a flash.

The boy suddenly seemed to have been struck by lightning, and sat on the ground with one eye on his head, but he fainted.

At this moment, the golden dragon not only had a pain in his body, but also a pain at the tip of his heart, what was happening in front of him was too tyrannical, and the essence of the nine heavens was condensed into gold and at the same time eliminated a lot of energy that the teenager could not use at the moment, and the status of the youth realm, except for the most essence part, could not be left more than one-tenth or two.

I hate Lao Zhangtou even more.

It's a waste to condense it, and it's good to give it to me.

Suddenly, the head of the golden dragon was in pain, and when he looked up, he found that it was Lao Zhang standing at the mouth of the well and throwing stones, he was grinning with a fierce look, probably only remembered at this time, just now the guy at the bottom of the well seemed to look disrespectful, seeing the virtue of the golden dragon, he immediately knew that he was chewing the root of his tongue in his heart at this time, and immediately picked up a few stones and threw them, hitting it with a head of the bag.

Don't look at the big man who is fierce and vicious, he is stupid and cute at the moment.

The two big claws desperately protected their heads, and their eyes were full of tears of grievance.

Lao Zhangtou poked Jing Ming, who was lying on the ground, with his fingers, and said, "Throw this stunned boy away, the little old man is going to eat." ”