Chapter 15: Dragon Sword!
"Hmph, demons are ruthless, so they won't care about the lives and deaths of those people?" A trace of helplessness flashed on Ao Tingxin's face, although she also belonged to the demon clan, she did never kill innocents indiscriminately, and she was stopped by people who killed innocents indiscriminately.
It has been more than a hundred years since I left the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, although the Lich War has ended, but the disasters brought by the Lich War are not so easy to eliminate for a while, and the demons are scattered on the entire desolate land, and natural disasters are continuous!
"By the way, how can you be here when you are so weak in cultivation?" Ao Tingxin looked at Yang Tianyou and asked, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
You must know that if you don't have the power to protect yourself, it will be difficult to escape from the Black Devil.
Am I weak?
A trace of disapproval flashed in Yang Tianyou's heart, in Yang Tianyou's heart, he had already imagined the immortals as omnipotent and invincible existences, but he didn't know that immortals were also strong and weak, he was just a cultivator in the early stage of the immortals, but he was just the most bottom-of-the-line existence in this desolate land, and even some powerful demons could be destroyed with one finger.
"Hehe, I was passing by, and I saw the girl fighting here, so I came over to take a look, but I didn't expect it to be a demon demon!" Although there is no distinction between good and evil in Yang Tianyou's heart, there is a righteous heart in his heart, and Yang Tianyou is very angry when he says that this black devil has devoured tens of thousands of human beings.
Is the human race in the desolation really so weak?
He was originally a human race, and now seeing that the human race was so miserable, how could Yang Tianyou's heart not be angry.
Although the black devil is the cultivation of the peak of the Heavenly Immortals, Yang Tianyou is not afraid of a drop, and his heart is still full of fighting intent!
"In Xia Yang Tianyou, I hope to wish the girl a helping hand today!"
Yang Tianyou said proudly, Yang Tianyou, who was inspired by the proud ambition in his heart, was full of ambition, if he couldn't even defeat a demon who was not much more cultivated than himself, then how to face the high saint?
Ao Tingxin frowned after hearing Yang Tianyou's words, and said secretly in his heart: Although this guy's cultivation is not very powerful, but this kind of confidence is rare, I really don't know where he got the courage, you must know that this is a fierce demon monk.
"Thank you, but it's better for Daoyou to stand aside, this is a master of the peak of the Heavenly Immortals, and you will be very dangerous if you are only one step away from attaining the true immortal. Ao Tingxin said worriedly, although he didn't want to hurt the man in front of him, but the facts are here, no matter what, Ao Tingxin will not allow innocent people to die here.
Because this is her fight, death or death, or life is her own choice, what she wants to do is to fight!
Women don't let the eyebrows go!
What about women? In this world where strength is paramount, strength is everything, whether it is a man or a woman!
If ordinary people listened to Ao Tingxin's words, they might look down on each other and be annoyed, but Yang Tianyou was different, Yang Tianyou heard that Ao Tingxin cared about himself, so he stopped talking, stood aside silently, ready, ready to fight at any time!
"Haha, since you have to stop this way, then go and die!" The black devil picked up the long sword in his hand and stabbed Ao Tingxin fiercely. The black devil had already used ninety percent of his skills at this time, and he was not afraid of Yang Tianyou at all.
For the black devil who has killed countless people, Yang Tianyou does not have a trace of blood smell at all, what does this mean, it can only show that Yang Tianyou is just an ignorant boy who has just arrived, how can such a little person be compared with himself?
In the heart of the black devil, he always thought that he was a character who had gone through a catastrophe, how could he be better than this weak scholar-like man!
The black long sword in the black devil's hand stabbed towards Ao Tingxin with a layer of jet-black light.
Ao Tingxin flipped his hands, and a silver long sword appeared in his hand, with a dragon-shaped mark on the sword body, and the word dragon chant engraved on the hilt.
Dragon Sword!
This is not the sword of the ancient ancestral dragon, it is impossible! Yang Tianyou was a little unconvinced to think that the ancestral dragon had fallen for a long time, but the dragon sword actually fell into the hands of Ao Tingxin, could it be that there was a providence in the dark.
But then Yang Tianyou denied it, what kind of fart providence is completely those saints fooling everyone for their own interests.
Fate is in your own hands, this thing of chance, it sounds good to say that it is luck, but ethereal is not to be believed!
Looking at Ao Tingxin, the long sword in his hand flew, bringing up the silver light, and there was a faint sound of dragon groaning, as if a terrifying spiritual thought came into his mind.
It is really incredible that this Dragon Yin Sword has been sealed with a spiritual will, this may only be something that only a strong person above the Great Luo Jin Immortal can do.
This person is none other than the ancestral dragon, although the current dragon clan is also numerous, but even the Dragon King of the Four Seas is only the cultivation of the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and it is not so easy to obtain the quasi-saint.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many Golden Immortals, Da Luo Golden Immortal-level masters participating in the Lich War.
"The dragon sings the world!"
With a coquettish sound, the Dragon Yin Sword suddenly turned into a golden dragon, shooting straight at the black devil, with an unrivaled momentum!
An invisible coercion came from the surface, and Yang Tianyou couldn't help but take a few steps back, which made Yang Tianyou breathless.
"I really didn't expect that the difference in cultivation by one order would be so different, I am only a cultivator in the early stage of the Heavenly Immortals, and in this battle, I can only be regarded as the existence of cannon fodder, and it is already good that I was pulled back by others. Thinking about it, Yang Tianyou was no longer obsessed, and hurriedly took a few steps back, this level of battle is not something that he can participate in at the moment, even if he has a cultivation at the level of an immortal, he doesn't have the slightest combat experience, even if he encounters someone who is similar to his own cultivation, he will not necessarily win.
However, this kind of battle is a very precious learning influence for Yang Tianyou, which is much better than watching TV, although Yang Tianyou is now nearly 100 meters away from the two, but Yang Tianyou still feels that terrifying aura.
The black devil saw a sword qi slashing towards him, and he knew that this sword qi was terrifying, but he didn't fight with Ao Tingxin head-on, and he missed the terrible sword qi with a dodge, and just behind the black devil flash, the mountain behind him was silently cut off by half.
What a terrifying sword aura!
This is even like the sword qi emitted by a true immortal-level master!
Yang Tianyou's eyes were shocked, this is really powerful! But there was also a hint of frenzy in his eyes, and he began to burn slowly!
YY: I have collected a lot, and I have provoked another chapter!