Jing Xiaoxian was quite unimpressed by Meng Wei's performance, she shouted loudly: "Hey, General Meng, you are too risky to do this, it is better for all of us to rush up together!"

Han Jiangliu said the same thing.

Meng Wei refused to listen, he was on fire in his heart, and he wanted to do an earth-shattering event immediately to convince everyone, so as not to be robbed of the limelight by Han Jiangliu and others.

In this way, he did not listen to everyone's advice and insisted on rushing forward.

On a small hillside ahead, the dragon stopped, and Meng Wei rushed all the way to the top of the hill, the white horse spear and the golden dragon's claws, entangled together.

Jing Xiaoxian and Han Jiangliu glanced at each other, and they both understood, and the meaning in the eyes of the two of them was: "Let's go help General Meng Wei." The two of them understood each other's intentions, and stepped on the divine beast Blue Tiger together.

The blue tiger roared angrily and rushed to the top of the hill at the speed of flowing clouds and rain.

And when the Blue Tiger rushed over, Meng Wei was fighting with the dragon.

Although the dragon was wounded, it still showed a majestic appearance against Meng Wei's spear and stab.

After all, Meng Wei is also the kung fu of several generations of ancestors, the spear dances like the wind, piercing, stabbing, picking, splitting, and making vicious moves, if the opponent is an ordinary person, then he may have won a long time ago.

And the dragon shook his head and tail, his movements were very different from ordinary people, Meng Wei was difficult to adapt to for a while, and several moves only hit the huge body of the dragon, which for the dragon, it can be said that it was unscathed, and there was not even a trace left.

The more time stretched, the more anxious Meng Wei became, and the goal of winning the trust of everyone by slaying the dragon became more and more slim, and Meng Wei felt that he was obviously too reckless.

At this time, Han Jiangliu and Jing Xiaoxian rushed to the top of the hillside, and Jing Xiaoxian shouted, "General Meng, you can't do it alone, you can't win the dragon alone, we're here to help you!"

This annoyed Meng Wei even more, and he glared at Jing Xiaoxian viciously.

Jing Xiaoxian said, "Why are you staring at me? I didn't mess with you!"

The three of them fought the dragon together, Han Jiangliu and Jing Xiaoxian sat on the back of the blue tiger together, and the blue tiger jumped vertically and horizontally, which can really be said to be full of storms and clouds, and the dragon and the tiger were fighting.

After fighting for about half an hour, the dragon suddenly stretched out his mouth and bit at Meng Wei's white horse, the white horse was a little slower, and half of his body was swallowed by the dragon.

Meng Wei leaped in the air, and the dragon chewed on the white horse as he leaned forward. Monwei fell, riding right on top of the dragon.

The dragon felt something on his back, straightened up, and jumped forward more than a foot away, his mouth almost meeting the mouth of the blue tiger, and the blue tiger opened its huge mouth to bite the dragon's throat.

The dragon's throat is the same as General Huang's, it is a weak point. Therefore, the dragon sensed the fear and understood that this blue tiger was not a divine beast that could be easily defeated, so he immediately turned around, retreated, shook his head and tail, and fled in the direction of the desolate sea.

Monwei was on his back, unable to come down, and the spear was thrown aside, and he became a prisoner of the dragon.

Han Jiangliu and Jing Xiaoxian couldn't sit idly by, so they followed closely.

In a few moments, the dragon had flown hundreds of miles away, and it wanted to fly all the way to the desolate seashore and then continue onward, diving into the water, if that was the case, Meng Wei would be buried underwater, and it would be difficult to survive.

Han Jiangliu was anxious and urged the blue tiger, hoping to stop the dragon.

But in a blink of an eye, I saw two figures on a wasteland, one was dressed in yellow, although I didn't know him, and the other, with a strong and tall figure, was Huaizhong.

Huaizhong and the man in yellow moved extremely slowly, just like learning martial arts, and all the experts could see that the competition between these two people had really reached the point of life and death.

Han Jiangliu couldn't help but save it, so he could only ignore the dragon for the time being and save Huaizhong first.

The enemies of Huaizhong and General Huang are now comparable, and Han Jiangliu and Jing Xiaoxian are driving the Blue Tiger to participate, so that the battle situation is immediately divided.

When General Huang divided his energy to deal with Han Jiangliu, he shouted angrily: "You rely on the large number of people to bully the few people, and you are not victorious." ”

At the same time, Huaizhong stretched out his hand and snatched the golden long stick that General Huang was holding.

Although the golden stick is thin but long, it is very inconvenient to hold in the hand, and I really don't understand why General Huang used such a strange weapon.

General Huang's face changed color, and it seemed that something extremely terrible had happened. Huaizhong wondered: What does he have to worry about, this is almost an unkillable person, if he is injured, he can heal immediately, even if his body is punched out of a hole, he can immediately recover to its original state.

What was he afraid of?

Huaizhong said to Han Jiangliu: "Brother Han, this person is terrible, we can't hurt him." ”

Jing Xiaoxian said, "How can there be anyone who can't be hurt? Let me try." Jing Xiaoxian used the light of the bronze mirror to shoot at General Huang, the speed of light was extremely fast, of course General Huang couldn't escape, but even if all those fine lights shone on General Huang, it only left a scorching trace for a moment, and after a while, the trace would disappear immediately.

Jing Xiaoxian exclaimed strangely, "What's going on?"

General Huang regained his composure from the state of being at a loss just now, and said: "How about it? You can't hurt me, can you! If you want to do something with me, you are still tender!"

Huaizhong suddenly thought: "What General Huang was afraid of just now was his own weapon. He was not afraid of any weapon in the world, but only of his own weapon, the golden stick, which would surely kill him. Thinking of this, Huaizhong said: "Is there really no one who can hurt you? Try your own golden stick!" As he spoke, Huaizhong stepped forward and stabbed General Huang.

General Huang was really scared, and this was indeed his weakness. His life was an inch below his throat, which was the weakest part of his body, but this place was not easy to be injured, and only by stabbing that weak part with the golden stick he held in his hand could he die on the spot.

And now, this secret has been guessed by Huaizhong.

The moment Huaizhong saw that he stretched out his stick to go out, General Huang showed a frightened and frightened look, and confirmed his thoughts even more, so although he was extremely tired, he still shook his spirits and did not flinch, and made a golden long stick make the wind and water, plus Han Jiangliu and Jing Xiaoxian were on the side to help.

It didn't take long, only a "plop" sound was heard, and the golden long stick was inserted into the life gate of General Huang's throat one inch below, when blood spurted out, General Huang was on the ground, and immediately turned into a pile of dust.

General Huang is not an ordinary person, but a loess essence, after tens of thousands of years of cultivation into a human form, in the Keliang country to make waves, and later was subdued by King Keliang and became his subordinate.

Jing Xiaoxian said, "Great, we won." ”

Han Jiangliu was silent, while Huaizhong was holding the golden long stick in his hand, but he had a feeling of eating chicken ribs, and it was a pity to abandon it.

In the process of using the golden stick just now, he has realized: "This is not an ordinary weapon, but a heavenly divine weapon, when I first started it, I felt that it was long and stupid, and it was very uncomfortable, but once it was connected with my own mind, then it could be changed at will, and it was invincible." However, this is the enemy's weapon after all, and the original owner of the weapon died under this weapon, leaving it very unlucky. ”

Therefore, Huaizhong was quite hesitant, looking at this golden stick in a daze.

At this time, a group of sergeants in Lejin City also rushed up, led by six sergeants, carrying a black lacquer box in their hands, which contained the sword taken out from under the east drum tower of Lejin City - Diguang Sword.

Han Jiangliu said: "Brother Huaizhong, three divine swords, I took the Qingtian Sword, Brother Zhou Kang took the Tongren Sword, and only this Diguang Sword no one can take it out of the box, I think, only you have this ability." He simply told Huaizhong what had happened.

Huaizhong said humbly: "I'm afraid I can't do it either!"

Jing Xiaoxian said, "How do you know if you don't give it a try?"

Huaizhong then put down the golden long stick, then opened the black lacquer box, and reached out to take the Diguang sword, which did not look very heavy, but it seemed to grow firmly in the box, no matter how hard Huaizhong tried, he couldn't take it out.

Huaizhong said: "It seems that this sword does not belong to me, and I can't take it out!"

Seeing this scene, Han Jiangliu and Jing Xiaoxian were both slightly disappointed, and at the same time, they were also curious about who could take the third divine sword out of the sword box.

Huai found that the golden long stick placed on the ground jumped slightly, as if someone held one end and shook it gently, which was very strange.

Huaizhong then took the long stick again, feeling as if there was a force restraining the top of the stick, so that the stick involuntarily moved forward, Huaizhong emptied his mind, let the stick lead him forward, only to see one end of the golden stick fall into the sword box of the Diguang Sword.

What does this mean?

Everyone was puzzled.

Huai Zhong thought, "Is there any relationship between the golden long stick and this Diguang sword?" With a slight force in his hand, the golden long stick jumped forward like a long snake, and picked up the Diguang sword, and the Diguang sword quickly bounced into the air as if it had a spring underneath, and the sword was unsheathed, and it turned around a few times in the air, making the air brush sound, and then fell steadily into Huaizhong's left hand.

And the golden stick fell to the ground again, as if a long snake had fallen asleep.

Huai Zhong and the others didn't know that this golden long stick and this Diguang sword were tempered with the same piece of ancient ore, and because they were psychic weapons, they already had thoughts similar to human beings. When the golden long stick saw something from the same mother, it naturally became excited, so it was able to stimulate its own energy, and took the initiative to provoke the wide sword out of the box and put it into the hands of Huaizhong.