"Jiaolong has the inheritance of the Dragon Clan for a few days, this is one of the Jiaolong combat skills recorded by the sect, it seems that this Dark Qianming really has the inheritance of the essence and blood of the Dragon Clan. The fat man said insightfully on the side.

Liu Pian ignored him.

The scene in the field seemed to have turned into a scene, the huge dragon behind Dark Qianming rushed towards Lu Zhiyuan with a domineering demonic aura, but Lu Zhiyuan was still looking at the demonic energy and transformed into a dragon, and his eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest.

When the domineering demonic aura reached his eyes, it came to an abrupt halt, and an iron sword that had cost five cents in the small village was just a dragon with a straight tip without a trace of bending, blocking the dragon composed of the huge demonic qi at his side.

The sword shook slightly, and the huge dragon with an incomparably domineering demonic aura turned into ashes in the loud bang, and the aura spread out and swirled in this field.

Fang Wenwen said softly: "Judging from this sword, I am not as good as him"

Liu Pian is also thinking about the sword just now, a sword that is almost Tao, but he usually has a will, which is his intention.

With a wave of the deer finger round sword, the cloth shoes jumped out with a light step on the huge stone slab, and in a blink of an eye, he was next to the black-haired and black-clothed Dark Qianming.

With another swing, a set of sword techniques that even the most outer-level disciples of the Sword Sect would use.

Dark Qianming saw this scene, but it was heavy.

The demonic energy in the palm of his hand flickered, and a huge golden painting halberd arrived in his hand, fortunately, this sword without a trace of aura entangled, constantly colliding, but no matter how weird and domineering the dragon clan's combat skills were, the black clothes on Dark Qianming's body were still constantly knocked down.

All of a sudden, he seemed to fall into a strange situation, no matter how he moved, that ordinary sword still reached his body before he defended, and nothing could stop it.

The wounds on his body gradually began to flow out of the golden blood.

Fang Wenwen said at this time, "Next is the beginning of the real show", and took a sip of wine, it seems that he is very enjoyable to watch.

The demon clan in the field fell silent, and no one could believe that the Heavenly Demon would be injured by a set of low-level swordsmanship of the Sword Sect.

For Liu Pian, this battle opened a door for him, a door about the use of spiritual power and Taoism.

Thousands of wonderful methods lead to the avenue, who said that a set of low-level swordsmanship can't play a shocking effect.

As long as you have the courage to be a fool who seeks the way, the way will also accept such a fool.

500 years of persistence, 500 years of hard work, and once to achieve. It seems to be like a poem "No one has asked for 500 years, and once the world knows about the demon".

The senior brother of the Sword Sect no one dared to despise him anymore.

A dragon roared into the sky, and endless demonic energy gushed out.

Under this huge dragon roar, few people can hold on, it is the pressure of a high-ranking creature, the dragon has been a Nine Heavens artifact since ancient times.

A little blood poured into Liu Pian's eyes, and he saw a huge dragon hovering in the sky, and bursts of dragon power spread in the sky.

The moment this huge dragon-shaped body appeared, the elder brother's attack was self-defeating.

The senior brother put away the long sword made of five pennies and confronted the huge dragon from afar.

Although the stone platform was incomparably huge, it was a little short under the huge dragon body, but in an instant, the space on the stone platform fluctuated, and Liu Pian knew where it had become a small world composed of formations.

This is even more unfavorable to the senior brother, but the senior brother's expression is still serious.

Liu Pian thought of a sentence "Gentleman Taishan collapsed in front of him without being surprised"

The elder brother's fingers flicked lightly on the sword, and the sound of the sword roared came, covering up the dragon's groans in the sky.

Then the undisguised cloth shoes collapsed under his feet, "holes"

Bursts of cracks stretched beneath his feet, and he watched as the dragon leaped and took an ordinary and calm long sword.

A silver light resembles a meteor.

Fang Wenwen said on the side, "Sword Sect Basic Sword Technique, Eighty-eighth Style, Dragon Slaying Style"

Liu Pian was not only shocked, but at this time, the senior brother was still using a basic sword technique.

The dragon groaned.

"Huhu" A huge claw with a huge black demonic aura grabbed towards the senior brother.

The straight sword and the massive claw collided in an instant.

Then separated, but the senior brother was under this giant claw, and he could only watch the shadow fall completely.

At this time, the senior brother was still straight under this giant claw.

The ordinary sword looked like a small grass under the huge claw, and on top of it was a huge paw.

"Bang"

The entire mountain range shook, and incomparably large cracks stretched along the massive dragon's claws.

Dark Qianming's huge dragon eyes leaked with joy.

At this time, the voice came, the voice was a little faint but had an unshakable tenacity.

"The third gentleman, I can't do anything. The sound grew louder and louder, and it came from the dragon's claw.

"The benevolent are not worried,"

"Those who know are not confused"

A long sword with a spirit pierced out under the huge dragon's claws, with piping hot dragon blood.

"The brave are not afraid"

The voice was the same as when he stood on top of the huge dragon's head.

The senior brother's waist is straight, the eldest brother is the biggest at this moment, although he is in tattered clothes and embarrassed at the moment, but he still stands on the head of the dragon.

At this moment, people also remember the elder brother, and also remember the word "gentleman".

The senior brother's waist was straight, and he was about to stab down with a sword, and the long sword carried a tenacity, as if it was not a dragon's head, but an ordinary clod of earth.

The face was still a faint expression

But Dark Qianming's eyes turned golden at this moment, and a real dragon power rose to the sky, and the entire Xiaoqian world had a tendency to collapse, but it was instantly restored.

Two small claws grew rapidly in Dark Qianming's abdomen, and Dark Qianming's entire body turned into a stream of gold, which was the bloodline of the Nine Heavens Wandering Dragon, which was revealed on his body, and the nine drops of true dragon blood of the Nine Heavens Phantom Dragon transformed into a real true dragon body at this moment.

It can be seen that he is already furious at the moment.

"Bang, bang"

The senior brother was thrown out by a huge force at this moment.

A dragon roar sounded, and the entire Xiaoqian world was completely destroyed at this moment.

The huge dragon tail flicked with a purple-gold demonic aura, and quickly hit the senior brother's body.

Liu Pian only saw a phantom, and the senior brother only came to protect the sword in his hand with his arm and blocked it. The elder brother would rather be injured himself than use a sword to protect himself.

With a bang, the entire makeshift world was completely destroyed.