Slowly raised his left hand, and the Zhenlong Heavenly Silkworm Cloth suddenly appeared in his hand. Tang drunk wore it without hesitation, but he didn't expect that he was wearing this Zhenlong silkworm robe in such a way.

The blood instantly stained the Zhenlong Silkworm Clothes, and then the blood stains were automatically absorbed by the Zhenlong Silkworm Clothes!

The sunset of the earth shines on this place, which is quite appropriate!

Tang Zui slowly raised the Futu Sword, there was not much spiritual power left in his body, but there was no other choice than a sword in his hand!

When Long Zhanye saw the appearance of Zhenlong Heavenly Silkworm Clothes, he was immediately shocked, and then his eyes revealed a trace of greed.

Although Long Zhanye didn't know what kind of material this precious silkworm robe was. But at a glance, you know that it must not be a mortal thing! After killing this Tang drunk, it will belong to his dragon battle field!

Long Zhanye's spiritual power was also exhausted at this moment, but the situation was always better than Tang drunk! Laughing sarcastically, he put his left hand on the guqin and waved, and a beast roared again!

It's a pity that Zhenlong Silkworm Clothes are made of the natal silk that Zhenlong Silkworm sacrifices day and night to the spirit animal of the Yuan Infant Period!

And the Zhenlong Silkworm, as a spirit animal, can be by the side of the owner, and it can be a powerful divine sense!

How can it be this small foundation building period, the secret method of divine consciousness attack can be cracked!

But seeing that Tang was drunk and had just heard the roar of the beast, Zhenlong's silkworm clothes flowed red for a while. In an instant, this sonic wave was struck and dissolved lightly!

Tang drunk laughed and said coldly: "Long Zhanye, you're done fighting! It's my turn! If you hurt me, I will definitely die! And you are from Tianyin Palace! Tell you before you die! My real name is Tang Drunk! I am the Holy Son of Qingshuang Sword Pavilion!"

Long Zhan Ye was taken aback, and exclaimed, "Tang drunk!" It was the first time he heard the name of Tang drunk, but the Qingshuang Sword Pavilion and the Tianyin Palace were feuds!

This person is the Holy Son of the Qingshuang Sword Pavilion, and he is only afraid that he will underestimate him too much.

When Long Zhan's ambition was restless, Tang Drunk had already set off!

But when you see your body move, your sword moves, and the heavens and the earth move!

Although the Futu Sword did not have the strongest style, it was extremely brave and stabbed at the Dragon Battle Field. Long Zhanye snorted coldly and raised the guqin, the qi around him was much weaker, but it was still condensed at the top of the guqin!

The wave of qi entrained by the guqin this time did not pour into Tang's drunken body, and was directly dissolved by Zhenlong Tiansilkworm Yi.

Then the Futu sword actually pierced into the guqin steadily! Tang Zui's wrist shook hard, and this antique guqin was directly shaken into several pieces like rotten wood!

Like a waste wood! Long Zhan Ye saw that his natal weapon was shattered by such an understatement. Suddenly, under the feeling of his heart, a large mouthful of blood spurted out!

Hurriedly wanted to retreat! Although his methods were transcendent, he was mainly based on the secret method of sound waves, and the physical cultivation method was just an ordinary method!

His own sonic secret method was dissolved by the clothes on Tang Zui's body, and it was estimated that he was already difficult to win.

Just by looking at the Brahma Nine Styles on Tang Zui's body, you can know that this person must be a few powerful body cultivators!

Although Long Zhanye had the intention of retreating, it was a pity that Tang was drunk and let him get away. After the Futu Sword shattered the guqin, it did not stop. Tang Drunk's eyes widened in anger! Using the last trace of spiritual power, he flew forward quickly, and the sword blade directly took Long Zhanye's head!

Long Zhanye couldn't hide, and saw that the Futu Sword had already been killed! In a panic, he took out a dark blue feather fan! Unfortunately, before the feather fan could be injected with spiritual power, it was pierced by the Futu Sword with a sword!

To Tang's surprise, after this dark blue feather fan was pierced, the Futu Sword became imposing!

Then the blade of the Futu Sword was even more transformed, a huge entity-like Futu Fanhua! This is the strongest blow, although it is not perfect. Tang drunk still used the only spiritual power at the last moment to stimulate it!

The sword arrives, and it stops at the center of the eyebrows!

Kendo, murder and heart!

The blade of the sword did not pierce Long Zhanye's head, but steadily pierced into the center of Long Zhanye's eyebrows, and stopped!

An earth-shattering bang resounded in the sky!

Long Zhanye looked at the blood dripping from his eyebrows, and shouted in disbelief, "No!"

It's a pity that the murderers are always killed, and the huge explosion drowned out Long Zhanye's resentful face and frightened words one by one!

Tang drunk was directly shaken away by the explosion and fell heavily to the ground. The sunset is like blood, and this place is picturesque!

The aftermath of the explosion shattered all the silver needle trees in the dense forest. Then it turned into powder in the explosion, and I saw the smoke rise, and the dust was everywhere, and it was dispersed for a long time.

The blood in Tang's drunken mouth kept gushing out. This time, I really had too much support, and I didn't expect the exercises of this Tianyin Palace to be so mysterious and vicious.

This dragon battle field can be called the top master of the foundation building period! If it weren't for the fact that he had the Zhenlong Heavenly Silkworm Clothes on his body, he was afraid that maybe he would be the one who died!

The fifth master of the foundation building period of Tianyin Palace, as expected, what he said is true.

After adjusting his body so slowly, the smoke in front of him slowly sank into dust after a long time. At the place of the explosion, a huge round crater was formed at this moment!

The round pit was actually a few miles away, and the corners were scattered with fragments of Long Zhanye's clothes. The blood hole in Tang Zui's body at this moment has slowly healed.

Although the aura was very weak, its strength began to slowly recover, and now it has recovered one-twelfth of it. Supporting his arms with the Futu Sword, he struggled to stand up.

Looking at the corner of the round pit, there was an object that emitted a faint yellow light, it was the Sumeru bracelet of Long Zhanye!

At this moment, there is no hurry to open it, and it is directly in the bag, and the distant Aolong is at a critical moment at this moment!

At this moment, the night was already deep, and the originally dark night sky was getting brighter and brighter because of the five-colored clouds hanging in the air! That five-colored lightning had already quietly fallen during the duel between Tang Zui and Long Zhanye.

Although the dragon was able to resist it, at this moment, the dragon's body was on the verge of collapse. The pieces of reverse scales on the body have fallen off!

The rest of the scales were all scorched black! The murderous eyes had some dull colors. The dragon was panting heavily, and his breath was very weak.

Tang drunk is powerless, and can only rely on Aolong himself to carry the transformation of this five-colored cloud.

In a short time, the five-colored clouds began to dissipate!

The dragon didn't relax, looking up at the sky. The dissipated five-colored clouds, when there was only the last trace of afterglow left, actually condensed into a cloud sword!

The thunder and lightning around the cloud sword were raging and majestic, and the momentum was huge. The momentum is even more capable of breaking all things and annihilating the avenue!

Aolong and Tang Zui glanced at each other at this moment, their eyes revealing unwillingness! Then they looked coldly at the cloud sword again, and the sound of the dragon's roar resounded through the sky!

Tang drunk also clenched his fists! In this way, no matter what, one person and one dragon, there are only four words in this world - never bow your head!

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