Ye Lengleng is good at the ferocious fighting style of exchanging lives for lives, but if you really want to say that the ancestor and grandfather in this regard are definitely Fu Lime, the Tyrannosaurus Rex. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sometimes being ruthless to the enemy is not really ruthless, but the person who is ruthless to himself is the real ruthless.

Thinking of the little green snake on the bank of the Qishui River at the beginning, in order to escape for his life, he even did not hesitate to directly bear Chen Jiuli's lotus heart sword intent, and blew up all his demon body, and in the end, only his divine consciousness remained, and he could still quarrel with Xu Qingyun.

In the five years in the depths of the leylines of Xiaofoshan, the little green snake that crawled out of the eggshell was not at all as easy to survive as imagined. Not only did he have to endure the cold and cramped vein environment, but also endure the pain of burning spiritual power, and he survived the danger of death to achieve today's achievements.

Maybe the first few times were just to escape, and in the face of death, maybe anyone will inspire unimaginable power. Although this time it was only a battle, for Fu Qinglime, this battle was definitely more important than his own death.

She can die, but she will never let Xu Qingyun die.

It's that simple.

The lore sword slashed out, the power of the "Immortal Sutra" in his body ran rapidly, Fu Qinglime's white clothes swept through the bamboo forest, the sword momentum was fast and amazing, and the cold sword blade was picked at Meng Tian's throat, but it was blocked by his thick phoenix head knife.

Meng Tian was like the power of a mountain, even if he had his own sword momentum, he couldn't break through this defense.

Fu Qingling was slightly startled, and before she could react, Meng Tian had already raised her knife and swept out, the heavy knife momentum was not something she could block at all, she could only sweep over and barely dodge, but she couldn't escape the elbow that Meng Tian followed closely behind.

The elbow strike is the most domineering attack in battle.

Meng Tian is best at hand-to-hand combat, no matter how strong the enemy's vitality is, no matter how sharp the enemy's sword is, no matter how powerful the enemy's martial arts are, as long as he dares to let him get close to three meters, there is absolutely the possibility of bombarding any of the six realms, this is the military skill of killing the enemy in the battle array.

There is no need for any flashy moves, and strive for the simplest and most direct bombardment.

The sturdy armor covered with gilded liger patterns, and the bracers at the elbows, with fine runic power circulating on them, smashed into Fu Qinglime's back with a bang between the lightning and flint.

Click.

The spine was broken, and the fine lines seemed to spread from the bones, all over the body, Fu Qingling only felt that her whole person was about to tear, and the moment she fell to the ground, she gritted her teeth and exerted all her strength, raising her sword and suddenly stabbing at Meng Tian.

It's just that Meng Tian was already alert to dodge, and the lore sword swept by, but it was just a few long hairs, but it gave him the opportunity to take advantage of the victory to pursue, so he didn't hesitate, and the phoenix head knife in his hand raised a vast momentum, and slashed at Fu Qinglime, who had already landed.

This knife will kill you!

Meng Tian was bound to win, because he had this self-confidence, even if he always guarded against the secret attack of King Qinghe, and did not dare to do his best, but the power of his Six Realms cultivation was not something she could withstand at all.

It's just that at the moment when the phoenix head knife fell, the girl in front of her suddenly turned into a hundred-meter-long white dragon, with a thick demonic aura permeating the four fields, and her body was covered with silver scale armor.

Meng Tian's phoenix head knife slashed on it, but there was no imaginary waist slash, nor did he imagine the broken blood, but it was just a few dragon scales.

He was shocked, his eyes became more and more solemn, and he had to get serious.

"Back then, it was just a little green snake, but now it has the breath of an ancestral dragon. ”

Xu Zhengping, the king of Qinghe, looked at the white dragon in the distance, thinking that when Xiao Foshan first met, the young man was just a child wearing lotus leaves, but now he has become this red river that guards himself, and the little green snake with a careful wit back then can become so powerful at this time.

"Hold on for a while, give me some time, and help you when I recover a little bit of energy!"

Xu Zhengping was very anxious in her heart, the spiritual power in the dantian vitality had long been exhausted, and now she was doing her best to be just a drop in the bucket, looking at the white dragon that had blurred her flesh and blood, she felt a little inexplicably sad in her heart, biting the corner of her lip and muttering: "Little green snake, you must hold on!"

Fu Qinglime really wanted to persevere.

But Meng Tian's fist is really hard, it really hurts to smash it on his body, and he can cover his dragon body with dragon scales, and smash it into a deep depression, oozing bloody flesh, even if he is immortal and has a strong self-healing ability, he still can't withstand this kind of bombardment.

Leap the pale!

That's the reason, Fu Qinglime's proud body, as well as the super self-healing ability of the Immortal Sutra, actually has this kind of desperate time.

It's just that despair doesn't mean giving up, while she endured this pain, she also began to fight back like crazy, fully giving full play to the characteristics of messing around, holding Meng Tian's stiff fist, and slapping out her sinuous and powerful dragon tail.

Meng Tian did not move like a mountain, raised his hand and brazenly held the dragon's tail, and the powerful force picked up the white dragon and smashed it towards the mountains in the distance.

There was a loud bang, the mountains cracked, the white dragon's chest and abdomen suddenly cut open a deep wound, and when the blood was about to flow down, the power of the immortal meridian worked again, and the flesh and blood recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, it was the real flesh and bones of the living and dead, but this process had unimaginable pain for ordinary people.

Fu Qinglime endured the pain of torn bones, and rose from the clouds again, the huge dragon body that meandered for a hundred meters swooped down from the sky, and the vigorous dragon claws reached out to hold Meng Tian tightly, but the next moment, the entire dragon claws broke the nails that were bombarded by the fists, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Roar.

The white dragon endured the severe pain, the dragon's head lowered, and spit out a cold and cold dragon breath, which froze Meng Tian in an instant.

The strength of the ancestral dragon's breath is not based on the cultivation of the realm, but the purity of the ancestral dragon's bloodline, and even if the dragon breath is strong in the six realms, there is no way to resist it.

Fu Qingling's heart was agitated, he seized the opportunity, directly turned into a human form, picked up the sword, and the killing sword momentum slashed out by the ancient sword of Mingli swept towards the already frozen Meng Tian.

A sword seals the throat.

But he was held by those big hands, the calloused palms, holding the dark sword body of Mingli, and blood flowed out for the first time.

"You surprised me that you were able to make me bleed!"

Meng Tian's burly figure trembled slightly, and the dragon breath attached to the armor fell down like ice chips, he lowered his eyes and looked at the residual ice all over the ground, and the corners of his lips sneered slightly: "Ancestral dragon bloodline, there is still such a pure ancestral dragon bloodline in this world, and my blood is not a loss!"

Fu Qinglime's heart trembled slightly, she sensed that something was wrong, and was about to draw her sword and leave, but the eyes that Meng Tian slowly raised her head were too terrifying, and the scarlet pupils were like bloodthirsty hungry wolves, full of violent and cruel aura.

"Today I'm going to use your keel to make my armor!"

After he finished speaking, he tightly grasped the dark sword body of Mingli with both hands, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, and under the stunned expressions of everyone, he slowly bent this ancient sword that could be resolved tomorrow.

ps, I'm sorry, because of the school file, I ran outside for most of the day today, and I ended up lying down in the afternoon and slept until now. I'm really sorry, but I sleep really comfortably, and I feel like the occasional night without a code, it's really relaxing-,-。 Forgive me, brothers, and give me a vacation. (To be continued.) )