Chapter 295: Colorful Sword

Outside the desolate hills.

Wu Pang looked at the desolate mountain from time to time, his face was impatient, and he muttered: "Why hasn't that demon dragon come out yet! It's been ten or so minutes! According to the strength of the demon dragon, it won't take so long to kill a contestant with a lower strength than him!"

"That's right, I'm tired of waiting!Shouldn't the Demon Dragon have already left after killing the contestants!" Tao Cheng looked worried, "Let's kill it! Otherwise, when the Demon Dragon runs for a long time, we won't be able to find any trace of him!"

"You two ......" Yang Hao helplessly held his forehead, "Even if the demon dragon is gone, don't we still have black light! The demon dragon can't leave! Besides, the demon dragon hasn't left yet! Still stay on that mountain! In addition to the demon dragon, I also felt the other two breaths, it should be other contestants." Well...... The two contestants are not in a good position...... One of them...... Tut-tut, but miserable! Both hands and feet were all wasted...... Eh, you blew yourself up, fat brother, the demon dragon you've been waiting for for a long time is coming out!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard a roar that resounded through the sky, coming from the desolate mountain!

Bang!

The earth shook the mountains, the mountains and rivers were about to fall, and the demon dragon under the extreme anger thought that the two little mice dared to explode themselves under his nose, and he couldn't help but feel a monstrous anger gushing out of his chest, floating away to a radius of dozens of meters outside the demon dragon, and from a distance, the demon dragon was like a monstrous god.

"Ang!" With a roar, the entire desolate mountain trembled, and that wasn't enough, because the demon dragon's anger hadn't yet been vented! With another roar, the demon dragon's tail flicked and slammed into the desolate mountain!

Bang!

With a roar, the entire desolate mountain, under the tail of the demon dragon, collapsed! The sky was full of smoke and dust, and suddenly spread out, and a radius of dozens of miles was shrouded in thick smoke and dust!

"Ang!" With an angry roar, the demon dragon's body poked its head out of the smoke and dust, and then the entire body flew out of the smoke and dust, flew in the air a few times, and ran headlong in a direction, and that direction was Yangdaozi Restaurant!

When he flew hundreds of meters, suddenly the demon dragon's whole body was cold, and he felt deadly danger! It seemed that the scythe of death was already on his neck!

It's not good!

The demon dragon roared in his heart, his pupils shrank, and in an instant, his body retreated dozens of meters without hesitation!

Bang!

At the moment when the figure of the demon dragon had just retreated, a sword light shining with the five colors of "gold, wood, water, fire, and earth" suddenly appeared in the void, and the void suddenly cracked a horizontal groove, and the colorful sword light rushed over from this horizontal ditch and went straight to the demon dragon!

"What people!"

An angry shout, the demon dragon didn't care about anything else, suddenly let out a long roar, the body suddenly soared, actually soared to 100,000 zhang in size, the body has already disappeared into the clouds, boom! The demon dragon's eyes were extremely solemn, the dragon claws shot out quickly, and went straight to the sword, with a roar, the dragon claws of the demon dragon could not stop the sword, but the demon dragon dragon claws, under the bombardment of the sword, turned into blood mist!

"Damn!" the demon dragon roared angrily, but the fear in his eyes deepened, his body trembled, and the dragon claws that turned into blood mist recovered!

After the dragon claw was recovered, the demon dragon had a deeper understanding of the horror of the sword, his dragon claw had reached the size of a thousand zhang, one claw down, not to mention the mountain, even a mountain range could be destroyed by the dragon claw by a third, but such a powerful dragon claw in front of the sword, like a grasshopper shaking a tree, was instantly bombarded into a blood mist!

Jianmang, how terrifying is it?!

I didn't have time to think about it, the demon dragon's body twisted, and a huge tornado with a height suddenly appeared around him, and the demon dragon opened its mouth to blow, and the tornado with a height of ten thousand feet roared straight towards the sword!

In an instant, the tornado slammed into the sword, and the sword was swept into the tornado, and the terrifying tearing power surged up, wanting to tear the sword apart!

The sword is like a soldier who is not afraid of death, without any dodge, and just like that, it rushed to the tornado! The massive tearing power is like a tide, surging towards the sword, and in less than a breath, the massive tearing power surrounds the sword! One after another tearing power is torn apart by the sword, but the tearing power in the tornado is too much, the sword mang killed the sky in the tornado, and did not tear all the tearing power in the tornado!

In the end, the massive tearing power continued to tear apart the power of the sword, and the sword mang, more and more powerless, even the attack, became soft, and in the end, even the attack could not be sent, and he could only be torn apart by the tearing power in the tornado one by one.

"Quack quack...... Look at how arrogant you were before! How dare you destroy the dragon claws of my great Demon Dragon......! Now, it's time to punish you!" Feeling that the sword in the tornado had lost its power, the heart that the demon dragon had been carrying finally let go, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

The sword has a spirit, and after the powerful magic power is cast by the caster, there will be a very weak spirituality, although this spirituality is very weak, like a ten-year-old child, but it is inevitable that the sword has seven emotions and six desires. When Jian Mang had lost his power, the demon dragon could have controlled the tornado to give Jian Mang a thrill, and directly devoured the power of Jian Mang, because the tornado originally had the ability to devour all things!

But the magic dragon didn't!

Because the demon dragon wants to take revenge on the sword for destroying his dragon claws!

It's ridiculous.

But the magic dragon is like this, the mentality is like a psychopath. Because of this, he has been able to live until now. In the Demon Dao Sect, his personality is not extreme, and he will not live long at all.

"Colorful swords, burst!"

Suddenly, a soft cry came from the front, and the demon dragon's pupils shrank, because he heard who the owner of this voice was!

It's Yang Hao's little mouse!

The demon dragon has stayed on Han Mo for so long, so he naturally knows the grievances between Han Mo and Yang Hao, and naturally knows all the information about Yang Hao and others.

It's just that...... Shouldn't Yang Hao, the little mouse, be in the Yang Daozi restaurant?

The demon dragon was shocked, and quickly sensed it, only to find that he couldn't sense his black light!

"Damn!" the demon dragon roared in his heart, "these little mice are so cunning!"

Bang!

Just when the demon dragon's heart was extremely angry, a roar that resounded through the sky suddenly sounded!