Chapter 68: Biluo

The smoke and waves of the Wujiang River are rippling, the two sides of the river are green and pleasant, the river is wide and long, almost close to the sea, so there are often water demon clans to play and play here, the people on the shore will build their residences far away from the river, and the two are also safe and sound.

Jiaolong prostrate in the middle of the river, looking at the two people in the sky, although it has not been transformed, but it is also born early, and naturally knows that these two people want to be unfavorable to themselves.

I was a little angry in my heart, it had dragon blood, and its background was noble, so it was very early. Although it is a demon clan, it is not reckless, and it is honest to cultivate in the mountains, but it has been stagnant recently, so I came out to play, and saw the vast Wujiang River, and naturally I was happy, but I didn't expect it to attract a disaster.

This pair of senior brothers and sisters are not idle people, and both of them are true disciples of the Biluo Sword Sect.

The Biluo Sword Sect has only been established for more than 3,000 years, but it has created several Huandan's realm masters, and now there are still seven Huandan's realm masters in the gate, and there is one Dancheng Nine Turns, which is the top among the many immortals. It's a pity that it has been established for a short time, and there is a little less accumulation and precipitation, and it is inevitably overbearing, and the disciples are even more disrespectful.

It is not easy for a sect to gain a foothold from the beginning, especially for the new sect, there is no Dao Ancestor in this world, there is no Nine Immortal Sects in the town, and no party can have the strength to surpass everything, and naturally there is no relative peace.

The rise of the Biluo Sword Sect is very tortuous, the resources for cultivation are limited, and no one will give them to you for no reason, so these can only be taken by relying on the sword in their hands little by little. Therefore, these two sword cultivators are a little arrogant in temperament, and their Dao hearts are not calm enough, but at least in terms of fighting, they do have outstanding qualities.

Although the dragon is full of anger, it is still calm, it has not completely turned into a dragon, but it has also survived for thousands of years, not to mention that it has a dragon vein, naturally it is not like a low-level demon race, and it is not as good as human wisdom if it does not transform into a shape. Seeing that the killing intent of the two people in the sky above had been decided, they had to concentrate on dealing with it and had no other way.

Don't look at the ease of the two sword cultivators who said for Tianxingdao, in fact, they have secretly poured the true yuan into their own magic sword, this magic sword was cast and distributed by the master when they first entered the realm of qi training, hundreds of years of getting along day and night, and with the gradual progress of the realm, the mind has become one with the sword intent, and this magic sword naturally has spirituality.

The two long swords shone faintly due to the injection of true yuan, and the killing intent was full of momentum.

The two of them were calm, and their thoughts shrouded the huge body of Jiaolong, although they were arrogant, after countless life and death battles, they had patience that ordinary people could not match, and carefully looked for Jiaolong's flaws.

Jiaolong knows that these are two difficult opponents, it has not done any killing, but it does not mean that it has not killed, in the thousands of years, I don't know how many monks and even the existence of the same demon race, coveted its flesh and blood, but they were all for self-preservation, so they were not contaminated with any evil power.

The two sides of the strait are quiet, although it is broad daylight, but the occasional mortal who is in a hurry has long been gone, the immortals are fighting, no one dares to watch the excitement, and if you are not careful, your life will not be guaranteed.

In this life-and-death struggle, Tang Yi is the only one in the audience today, although this kind of scene is neither thrilling nor immovable for him, but there is nothing left and right, and he has the right to watch a big show.

On that side, the two sides shot together, and it was impossible to say who came first and who came after, and there was an indescribable tacit understanding.

The dragon erupted with an incomparably terrifying momentum, and the surrounding heaven and earth vitality was extremely violent, and the waves in the river rose with the dragon's body, but there was no trace of it pouring into both banks.

The senior brother and sister have cooperated for many years, and they have no fear in the face of this huge momentum, and the two fairy swords turned into dazzling streamers, stabbing fiercely at Jiaolong's huge body!

The dragon has no fancy means, and it does not need peerless magic weapons, because it is surrounded by weapons.

The violent waves, as soon as they touched the two cold sword lights, as if they had encountered natural enemies, they were easily penetrated, and those two small but dazzling streamers, like the most clever chefs, could always find the weakest point of flesh and bones. Without much effort, the waves were cut off, so that they fell into the Wujiang River without any strength, and turned into flowing water to roll eastward again.

Suddenly, there was a thunder in the sky, shaking the sky and the earth, grabbing people's hearts, and in an instant, the dragon rose from the rolling waves, and the huge dragon claws slapped towards it like a hill!

The two of them were in perfect harmony, their faces were not afraid, they dodged calmly, the two streamers merged into one, suddenly like lightning, and in a few breaths, the sword and sword seemed to have eyes, stabbing the same point of the dragon's body countless times! No matter how strong the dragon scales could not resist this fierce attack, the sky suddenly sprinkled with bursts of blood rain.

The two of them have a sharp heart, and the tacit understanding is extreme, and every time they play the sword, they are also concise and powerful. In the past three thousand years, the Biluo Sword Sect has fused many sword tricks to leave such a simple and pure sword intent.

Thousands of attacks, without a trace of mistakes, without a trace of omission, with the fastest speed, the most direct way, to create the most decisive attack.

It was only at this time that these two people really showed their peerless demeanor as sword cultivators.

Tang Yi was also amazed in his heart, not to mention the quality of these two people, just this peerless swordsmanship, even if he built a perfect foundation, he would never have such a magical killing method.

The dragon over there was in pain, and the dragon groaned "ang", and the action was even more violent, even though there were many wounds on the body, and the dragon's blood was sprayed everywhere, but it couldn't hurt its roots, but its emotions became more and more calm, and it did not fall into the wind for a while and lose its mind.

It was adapting to the speed of the two of them in the shortest possible time, getting used to the speed of the sword light, waiting for a flaw, it was ready, as long as it had the opportunity, it would ...... Run.

This Jiaolong knew that although the two humans in front of him were small, their swordsmanship cultivation was stronger than they expected, if they fought hard, even if they could win, it would be a miserable victory, and their thousand-year-old cultivation might turn into ashes, so it was ready to run, which had nothing to do with dignity, but just life.