"Damn, this thing is endless!" Yiyun cursed in a low voice, pulling out a talisman from his waist. Yoshiyun lit the talisman and threw it on the water, clasping his hands together and chanting the incantation.

"Huh!" The peachwood sword beside Yiyun stood up like a spiritual power, flashing with white light. The peachwood sword talisman instantly turned into millions of alignments aimed at the water dragon, and Yiyun waved his peachwood sword as if he had been instructed, and stabbed towards the water dragon with a sharp voice. Ten thousand swords pierced the heart, and the water dragon was suddenly wiped out, and Yiyun let out a long breath, already exhausted.

A burst of slow applause rang out one after another, and Yiyun raised his head and looked at Yiyun with the playful eyes of the eighth prince opposite: "Sure enough, there are two hits, and they actually broke my formation." ”

A fierce wind blew, Yiyun's pupils narrowed, and the figure of the eighth prince flying over holding a steel fork grew bigger and bigger, causing him to react, and the steel fork had already pressed against Yiyun's neck.

"It's still too late to beg for mercy, Yiyun" The wishful thinking of the eighth prince's brain was really loud, and he got carried away with the villain appearance with a cheap smile on his face! Yiyun's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he took the opportunity to open the steel fork against his neck, and reflexively rode on the eighth prince's body, and the iron fist fell on him one by one.

In anger, the memories of his previous life seemed to come out intentionally or unintentionally, and Yiyun saw that when he was tracking the monster into a snowy mountain, he smelled a refreshing fragrance of flowers, and his mind went blank and lost his memory!

The person under him had stopped struggling, Yiyun's eyes lit up, and his index finger pointed at the eighth prince's Tanzhong acupoint, which suddenly wasted his internal strength. After doing this, Yiyun stood up, stepped on the head of the eighth prince, kicked him back to the dragon king, and said in a cold voice: "Since you have been reborn, you should cherish it! If there is a next time, I will kill you with my own hands!"

At this time, the dragon king's face was extremely ugly, and it was unforgivable for this mortal to abolish his son's internal power in front of him!"Yiyun, you are so arrogant!" The dragon king was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and he was about to start fighting.

"It's said that it's a duel, I didn't kill your son, it's already merciful, don't be ignorant and quickly withdraw the flood and leave Yelang City!" Yiyun's sharp gaze swept towards the Dragon King. I thought to myself, if there is a father, there must be a son!

"It's up to you, don't think about it, there will be no place in the world today!" the dragon king glared at the dragon's eyes, and his arrogant arrogance was pushed to the highest peak.

In the middle of Yelang City, Withered Leaf and White Horse stood beside Yiyun, and the three of them nodded and looked at each other, ready to work together to deal with the Dragon King. The eyes of the three of them looked at the dragon king in front of them, and the dragon king suddenly felt his heart tremble, and the arrogance in his heart was half gone.

"Mere mortal. "Be that as it may. The dragon king's mouth was still quite hard, but his steps unconsciously stepped back half a sentence, and suddenly he looked up at them and laughed wildly, "Even if you defeat me." What can it be, the people of Yelang City are not feeding fish yet. ”

The hearts of the people trembled, and it was true that they said so. "What do you want?" Yiyun began.

"Hahaha!" the Dragon King looked up to the sky and laughed, the corners of his mouth grinned, his face was extremely struggling, only to hear his laughter stop abruptly, and his face pointed at Yiyun with a fierce light. "I want you to die to apologize! If not, I'll flood the city of Yelang!"

The Dragon King's finger pointed at the tip of Yiyun's nose, and the wind blew his sleeves whirring! A few words came out of the corners of his mouth: "Why should I believe you." ”

After the last incident, Yiyun had no trust in this dragon king.

The dragon king choked for a moment, and looked at the huge waves rolling in front of him with a calm face, and the rain mixed with lightning fell more rapidly. The cries for help and cries of the people in the turbulent water became clearer.

"Kill you and end this qiē!" Yiyun spat out word by word, his eyes were scarlet! After speaking, the peachwood sword in his hand had already condensed a layer of white light.

The dragon king, dressed in a golden robe, stood on the pillar of the moonlit night square, and the night pearl shone on him, reflecting a trace of golden light. A bolt of lightning fell, slashing his face. Immediately followed by a dragon roar, the dragon king had already changed into a dragon form, swallowing clouds and mist, and rolling in the air.

The rain is getting harder. The waters in Yelang City have swallowed half of the city.

Yiyun's eyebrows furrowed, and he stepped on the peachwood sword and flew into the air to stand opposite the dragon king, holding the broken flute in his hand and playing. Patches of white bamboo leaves swirled rapidly in the air, and even the rain that had been blown away was clearly visible. "Drip!-!" A quick note came to an abrupt end, and the leaves of the carousel flew towards the dragon king like an arrow off the string! The so-called power came first! The bamboo leaves elongated the white light, and the light was like a sharp blade that shattered the dragon scales, and then the bamboo leaves flew to cut the dragon scales in half and broke away from the dragon's body.

"Roar!" the dragon king let out a roar, and the earth trembled a little. The dragon's eye emitted a ray of blue light, hating Yiyun. It's just that the dragon body has been wrapped around Yiyun in an instant, binding him in his arms! The golden body is getting tighter and tighter, and the sound of bones can be heard, Yiyun clenched his teeth but couldn't move for half a minute, and a bean-sized sweat dripped down.

A red figure flew into the air, and it was a dead leaf. The dead leaves floated in the dark air in red, like a flame illuminating the earth. The slender fingers were slightly curved, and the red butterflies in the palms became more and more enchanting, as if fanning their wings with flames. The withered leaves stared at the dragon king, and the fire-colored butterfly flew over with the help of his palm, and as soon as he touched the body of the dragon king, a raging flame ignited, and the flame was like an inferno from hell, and soon devoured the dragon scales like golden armor on the dragon king's body, burning the skin and flesh to char.

The dragon king roared in pain, let go of the righteous cloud and rolled in the air a few times to extinguish the flames, and stretched out his sharp dragon claws to grab at the dead leaves!

The dead leaves jumped out of the way, and the fire in his palm slammed into the dragon's body.

A blood-red palm print appeared on the charred body, and the dragon king roared back and bit the dead leaf's body. Sharp teeth pierced his skin, and the more the dead leaves struggled, the more intense the pain of the tear became.

"Bang!" With the sound, the dragon king shook violently, and his mouth loosened, and the dead leaves took the opportunity to slip out. Throwing a grateful look at Yiyun, who was holding a peachwood sword stuck in Long Wan's body, the two looked at each other and smiled, and joined forces to deal with the Dragon King with a tacit understanding.

The peachwood sword glowed with white light, and bright red blood continued to pour out of the dragon's body. The dragon king writhed in pain, and the heavy rain pouring down in the air was dyed red, and Yelang City was dyed with a layer of red light. (To be continued......)