MTL - If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified-Chapter 235 Draw your sword and cut the dragon... Are you Taixuan Lu Jing?

  Chapter 235 Draw your sword and slay the dragon... Are you Taixuan Lu Jing?

  The white-haired Dragon King's voice was weak, and even his breathing was intermittent.

  He was seriously injured and could no longer maintain his human form. White scales emerged from his body, and blood leaked from each scale.

   When he wakes up and speaks.

  The dragon generals and demons in this dragon palace had some eyes dodging, while others looked at the young white-haired dragon king with mocking eyes.

  The woman in Chinese clothes with a white pearl on her forehead was still sitting next to the huge dragon head, lowering her head and peeling lychees.

The white translucent lychee meat was piled up on the plate, and a cloud of mist appeared on the body of the big dragon hovering in the void of the Dragon Palace. The huge dragon body disappeared in the mist, replaced by a murderous look in the eyes, with curly hair and draped shoulders. man.

   He sat on the dragon king's throne with a big horse and a golden knife, leaned forward, randomly picked up a lychee peeled by the woman, put it in his mouth, and kept his eyes on the woman beside him.

  Bowing her head and peeling the lychee, the woman named Xianzhu, her normal eyes became more and more indifferent.

  “If a dragon keeps company with insects and snakes in the dust, it is not worthy of being a real dragon, and one day it will even die because of it.

  My lord, Xianzhu has been a slave since I was a child. If you hadn’t saved me, I would still be confined in that dark water tank.

  I don’t want to be a slave anymore, and I don’t even want to die with you, son... When you die, I will erect a grave for you to repay your life-saving grace. "

  As the water fluctuated, the Chinese clothes on Xianzhu's body also rippled.

  The white-haired Dragon King who was locked on the Huabiao heard Xianzhu's words, the vitality in his eyes dissipated because of this, and the only strength in his body seemed to be drained, limp and pulled by the chains.

   "I've been away for ten years... If it wasn't... If it wasn't for your palm, I never believe that you would betray me."

  The white-haired Dragon King seemed to have completely lost hope of life, and his body remained motionless.

  At this moment, a wounded dragon suddenly flew out of the soil outside Longgong.

  The dragon flew into the Dragon Palace, and the blood of the dragon was spilled.

  The big dragon who was eating lychees on the throne snorted coldly and looked at the Jiaolong in the distance.

  The flood dragon crawled in the Dragon Palace, uttering bursts of dragon language.

  Dragon General ignored it, he waved his hand casually, and said: "In the current Hezhong Dao, there are many disciples from the great sect.

Your skills are not as good as others, so you should have received a sword, but...you are a dragon under my command, so you can't receive this sword for nothing. Although there are many famous schools in the world, there are very few who can fall into the face of me. .

  You take care of your injuries, and in a few days, I will let General Jie Yuanshui go with you to find them. "

  The majestic Jiaolong in front of Chen Shangu lightly tapped its head, then flew onto a Dragon Palace Huabiao, and perched on the Huabiao, but there was still a murderous intent in his eyes.

  The woman in green with the sword and the two ignorant mortal children should fall into his belly.

   "Fu Yunqi..."

The Great Dragon General shifted his gaze to the white-haired Dragon King again: "The genus of the majestic real dragon follows the surname of ordinary people, and regards ordinary people who are not half your age as parents. Even this surname reveals a sense of despicableness. smell."

   "However... this is always a trivial matter, but you should never delay the prince's order and play tricks in the dragon pan formation.

  Do you think that you can ignore the Wufang Dragon Palace because you are the new former Xiahe Dragon King hand-picked by the Dafu court? "

  Dalong General had inquiry in his eyes, and the mysterious rune tattoo on his face was still faintly shining.

  The white-haired dragon king Fu Yunqi didn't seem to hear the words of the prince's dragon general, and he was silent, as if he had died.

   "You look like a mortal."

  The dragon will stand up, with his body on his back, and his long black hair will wander in the flowing water.

  He came to Fu Yunqi and looked down at the former Xiahe Dragon King: "I heard that you followed your humble mortal father to study and practice calligraphy, and even participated in scientific examinations before.

  As a true dragon, he does not travel through clouds and mist, does not shine with the sun and the moon, and is born with a pair of low bones. "

   "But even so, you are still a true dragon.

The eldest prince has already passed the order, he will not come to interrogate you again, you have delayed the dragon pan formation, you should die as a crime, the dragon is naturally noble, according to the habits of the dragon, you can choose a place where the dragon falls, and become your death. "

  The hands offering beads and peeling lychees next to the throne of the Dragon King stopped for a while, and then returned to normal.

  The dragon general snapped his fingers lightly.

  The body of the white-haired Fu Yunqi fell from the Huabiao.

  Wrists and ankles still wore special shackles glowing blue.

   Fu Yunqi, who had always been silent and quiet, seemed to regain some strength when he heard the words of the Great Dragon General.

  He struggled to get up, turned around with two shackles, kept looking down at the road ahead, but didn't look at any figure in the Dragon Palace.

  He staggered out of the Dragon Palace and walked in a section of the original Xia River.

   "Father, if you were still alive, how would you teach me?"

  Fu Yunqi's dragon tendons had been taken out, and all his strength was drained, but he still insisted on walking in the river, thinking of his father in his heart.

  His father was just an ordinary shabby scholar. His fame in his life was limited to a scholar, and he failed the number of examinations, and finally became an equally ordinary Mr. Caotang.

  It's just... Fu Yunqi was seriously injured and fell on the beach. Mr. Caotang and his wife picked him up and took him home, where he took good care of him for several years.

  At that time, Fu Yunqi's cultivation was completely gone, his physical body was locked and he couldn't even return to the dragon's body, he was in a daze and couldn't remember the past.

  Mr. Caotang, who had no son or daughter, told him that he was his own son.

  Fu Yunqi still remembered that when Mr. Thatched Cottage looked at him, the kindness in his eyes almost overflowed, and he also taught him to read and write.

   "From the spectrum of chaos, do not open the world; in the country of Huaxu, see spring and autumn early."

  Mr. Caotang taught Fu Yunqi to write such beautiful words.

  Fu Yunqi also began to like articles and books since then.

   In the blink of an eye, thirty years have passed.

  Thirty years for mere mortals, experienced old age, sickness, and death.

  Mr. Thatched Cottage finally died beside Fu Yunqi.

  Fu Yunqi went to Taixuanjing, and this real dragon, like his ordinary mortal father, went to Xuandu to rush for the exam.

   Didn't pass the exam for fame, but fell into the eyes of many adults in the Dafu court.

   Later, the original Xiahe River flooded, which accelerated the catastrophe, and the original original Xiahe Dragon King was beheaded.

   And Fu Yunqi was appointed as the new original Xiahe Dragon King.

  It's just... Fu Yunqi always thinks of his father, and always wants to do something for thousands of ordinary lives.

  Among the high-ranking dragons, there are also kind-hearted ones.

   Just... a kind-hearted dragon who is about to die.

  Fu Yunqi walked for a long time in shackles. He became weaker and weaker, and his eyes were half-opened and half-closed, until he reached the shore and reached the village that no longer existed.

  From outside the village, all you can see is a desert.

  It was already night at this time, but it was still unbearably hot, and the middle of the river had completely turned into a furnace.

  Because the dragon is about to come, the originally small village has been turned into ruins. People either died in the ruins, or became one of the thousands of fleeing famine, fighting for their lives in this troubled world.

  Fu Yunqi entered the village and headed all the way to his father's tomb.

   It's just that the sky is full of dust and wooden beams block the road, so Fu Yunqi has a hard time walking.

   But he still knows the way, he has lived here for thirty years...

  Even if the village has changed beyond recognition like him, Fu Yunqi still remembers where he came from.

  He came all the way to his father's tomb, and saw two figures wandering there from a distance.

  A shirtless teenager squatted not far away, looking at the ruins of the village and sighing.

  Another handsome young man in black was holding up his father's tombstone, brushing off the dust, and carefully studying the words on it.

   Immediately, she seemed to notice Fu Yunqi's arrival again, turned around slightly, and looked this way from afar.

  Another strong young man did the same. When this young man saw Fu Yunqi and the dragon horn on Fu Yunqi's forehead, he slowly stood up.

  His eyes seemed calm, but they were full of murderous intent.

  Fu Yunqi turned his head and glanced in the direction of Dragon Palace, then hurried a few steps while dragging the shackles.

   "Although I don't know who you are, I thank you for supporting my father's monument, but there will be demons haunting here, which is too dangerous.

  You guys...leave as soon as possible. "

  Fu Yunqi urged the two to leave.

  He wants to fall here, and he can't bear to see these two teenagers affected by this.

   Lu Jing looked at the dragon horn on his forehead, and then at the shackles on his wrists and ankles, a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

   Vaguely, a hidden ray of light fell from the sky, and the source came from Zhanlongtai.

  The light of Dragon Slaying Terrace shone on Lu Jing. Lu Jing looked at the scarred figure in front of him, but found that this person was quite different from Prince Xuanwei, Xiyunzhang, Beiquemu and other dragons.

   At the very least, the aura of invincibility lingering on the dragon's body is missing.

   "Hidden in this tomb is your father?"

Lu Jing casually glanced at Chen Shangu who was not far away, and said, "I was waiting for the two of you to travel, passing by this village, and accidentally saw the inscription on the tombstone. I only thought the ink was amazing and the writing was beautiful, so I bothered the dead."

  The brush and ink on the tombstone are running script, and there is no life achievement of the deceased on the tombstone, but only one line of writing.

   "May my father go on a boat and sleep soundly among the ten miles of lotus flowers. The fragrance is overwhelming, and the dream is very pleasant."

   "Not far away, there should be a flowing water, but it has dried up now."

  Lu Jing read the words on the tombstone, with a somewhat pity in his tone.

  The text on the stele was inscribed by Fu Yunqi, so he was naturally very familiar with it.

   Lu Jing praised the writing on the stele, pen and ink, he was praising him.

   But Fu Yunqi still seemed a little urgent, he frequently looked in the direction of Dragon Palace, and urged Lu Jing and Chen Shangu: "How can writing and ink be as precious as life?

  Don't look any further, let's go. "

  Fu Yunqi urged Lu Jing and Chen Shangu.

   In a very far distance, a girl in Tsing Yi with a long sword on her back looked at the two helplessly.

  Even at a long distance, Chi Su could still feel the strong death energy on Fu Yunqi's body, and he could also feel the thick real dragon breath.

   "Here is a tortured dragon, with chains on his hands..."

   "The bones of Lu Jing and Chen Shan really don't know the heights of the sky and the earth. Even if I want to protect them, I will be powerless."

   It can be seen that the Chisu girl who met Lu Jing and Chen Shangu unexpectedly has a kind heart.

  Lu Jing and Chen Shangu go together and want to go to the original Xiahe Dragon Palace.

Chisu couldn't persuade the two of them, and had already driven the sword light to leave for more than ten miles, but then remembered the many things her sister taught her, and couldn't bear Lu Jing and Chen Shangu to die in the dragon's mouth, so she turned back. He followed the two from a distance, thinking that if something happened, they could help each other.

   When these two teenagers have suffered ordeals and know what fear is, they will naturally not be so reckless.

   "These two people didn't see any abnormality at all? This dragon urged them to leave, why are they still hesitating?"

   Chisu patted his forehead helplessly.

   And Lu Jing didn't intend to stay for a long time, he just nodded slightly towards Fu Yunqi.

  Chen Shangu also saw that Fu Yunqi was different, but he was in the distance after being silent.

   Lu Jing just turned around...

  Suddenly there was a loud noise in the distance!

  Boom!

   Just like a monstrous wave hitting the table, a river channel blasted the waves, and the water flowed into the sky, and then turned into two shells.

  Flowing water shells enveloped the river!

  Fu Yunqi stared blankly, and slowly turned his head away...

   "Presenting beads?"

  I saw that there seemed to be stars and frost falling over the river, and the flowing water was like shells, shining with different brilliance.

   "Young master, let's go quickly."

  Under the star frost, the woman in Chinese clothes slowly lifted into the sky.

  Fu Yunqi was seriously injured. From a distance of more than ten miles, he couldn't see clearly at all, he could only see a blur.

   But the voice went straight to his ears.

   "There are people coming from Taichonghai, the young master has no way out. I originally thought of succumbing to the snake, using my orb as medicine, and took the opportunity to leave with the young master.

   It's just that now it seems that everything seems to be too late. "

   "Young master, you rescued me from the stinking water tank. I originally thought about serving you tea, washing and cooking every day, but now it seems that all of this will be an extravagant wish."

   "However, the young master has left the Dragon Palace, after all, there is a glimmer of life, I will lock the Dragon Palace.

  Young Master... After taking my orb, he regained his life, and please don't forget to offer the orb. "

  The woman was standing between the glow and the flowing water, a stream of divine thoughts flowed in, and another ray of brilliance flew from Xianzhu's body, turning into a stream of light.

  The streamer is bright and clear, containing a strong vitality, and lingering with turbulent vitality.

   It can be seen that the orb in the Huaguang is a great treasure.

  Fu Yunqi stood there in a daze, watching the orb flying towards him.

  Lu Jing and Chen Shangu also looked at the rolling water.

  Washed by the flowing water, when the soil on the mountain was washed away, a dragon palace appeared.

   Xianzhu shed tears and waved at Fu Yunqi from afar.

   "Young master, there will be no period in the future."

  She whispered softly, then turned around, her body also became lifeless, and her black hair instantly turned gray.

   "Presenting beads..."

  Fu Yunqi looked like an elegant scholar except for the white hair on his head. When he saw that Xianzhu had become extremely old, he turned into a shining orb and came towards him.

  Suddenly, Fu Yunqi opened his mouth, and guilt flashed in his eyes.

  He is guilty of doubting Xianzhu.

   "This mortal world is difficult, my father has been with me for thirty years, and finally left me.

  Now Xianzhu you have to go, I live alone, sitting in the Dragon Palace watching the ups and downs of the creatures, looking at the dry bones in the original Xia River and the roadside, what's the point? "

  Fu Yunqi thought this way, but then he thought of the Dragon Pan Formation built around the Dragon Palace.

  "If there is no dragon pan formation, all the people in this village will not be turned into blood mist, and there is still a chance of survival under the drought."

  "Seeking for oneself, ignoring all beings in the world, and even taking away their chance to live...

   But if there is no one and no sentient beings in the world, how can you live in peace with the Taichonghai Prince and the Great Dragon General? "

  Fu Yunqi's eyes were dead silent, and he grinned.

  This real dragon actually stood on the standpoint of a mortal creature, and ridiculed the Taichonghai prince who could turn clouds and rain.

   Until this moment, the streamer had already flown several miles away.

  Fu Yun expected Xianzhu to open her slender arms and control the flowing water to lock the Dragon Palace, but felt heart-piercing.

  The young Chen Shangu has cultivated into a great sun in martial arts, his eyes and ears are filled with qi and blood, and he can also see the weeping of the woman in the sky, and the mourning of the shackled and scarred dragon in front of him.

   "Dragon... also have seven emotions and six desires?"

  Chen Shangu clenched his fists. He had obviously never seen too many characters, but at this moment he suddenly felt that maybe the dragon in front of him was a good dragon.

   Lu Jing's black clothes fluttered, and the famous horse Zhaoye jumped down from the distant mountain, and it would turn into a jade-colored light and fly towards him.

  Lu Jing got on his horse, his mind moved slightly, his whole body was poured into Zhao Ye, Zhao Ye suddenly let out a long hiss, and kept walking in place, as if something was brewing...

  Chen Shangu was a little surprised that Senior Lu Jing's white horse was so extraordinary?

  Chi Su in the distance did not leave when he saw Lu Jing and Chen Shangu.

   "This noble son who doesn't know where he came from is going to die?"

   We met by chance, but Chisu felt a little worried: "He is not a fool, if he doesn't leave now, what is he going to do?"

  Jing Lu...what to do?

  The long-clothed boy was riding a white horse, but his eyes fell on the mountain road and river.

  The rays of light from Zhanlongtai in the sky still fell into his eyes.

  When his eyes fell on the Dragon Palace, which was revealed in the distance, he also saw wisps of rising blood mist.

  The **** mist seemed to form a large formation.

  The large array locked the void, but still blown away the sediment in the river channel because of the flowing water controlled by the offering beads.

  When the silt in the river was blown away, corpses and white bones suddenly appeared in it.

  And above the corpse and the white bones, in the place shrouded in **** mist, one after another of unjust souls locked around the Dragon Palace can be faintly seen, and **** flames are burning on the unjust souls.

  Those innocent souls were in a daze, only howling in pain.

  People... their birthdays are over, they will pass away naturally, and their souls will also disappear, and most of them will not leave their souls.

  Only when a person dies tragically, his consciousness and thoughts flow into the heaven and earth, and the spirit of the heaven and earth is endowed on it, he can become a wronged soul.

  Hundred ghosts in the mountain of Baiguidi are formed by unjust souls who have obtained the method of practice and gradually gave birth to thoughts!

  Dense grievances floated around the Dragon Palace, and the Dragon Palace became the eye of the **** formation.

   "The teacher wants me to see the world and the world, but is afraid that I will be disappointed in the world and the world... because there are too many things like this."

   "Dragon...why is it so bold? Unless the person who does this is not the only dragon in the world."

  Lu Jing rode Zhao Ye, looking at the thousands of wronged souls, countless innocent souls hanging in the air, compared with them, Lu Jing was as small as a speck of dust.

  Xianzhu resolutely walked into the Dragon Palace.

   "Young master... let's go..."

  Boom!

   There was a crackling sound.

  Fu Yunqi raised his head suddenly, and then there were ridiculing laughter from the Dragon Palace.

  The big dragon will turn into a real dragon, wearing armor, soaring out of the Dragon Palace, and has gone many miles away in the blink of an eye.

  The real dragon stretched out its palm, and a magical power flowed out of the dragon's claw. Under the derivation of vitality, it actually blocked the orb in the flowing light.

   Baozhu was arrested by the dragon general in no time.

  The big dragon will turn into a human form, and at the flick of a finger, two more dragons take off from the dragon palace, each with a shell in its mouth.

  The two shells were reduced to one, seemingly forcibly torn apart, and the ends of the shells were dripping with blood.

   "Overreaching."

  The big dragon will come stepping on the clouds, his expression is full of disdain: "Without the orb, you still want to lock up the Dragon Palace at the cost of life? Idiots."

   "Fu Yunqi, for many days, I have seen Xianzhu all day long, and I have seen her weeping secretly. I know exactly what she wants to do.

  She wants to save you, and I want to get her orb... so why not let you choose where the dragon falls? "

  Dalong will stand in the clouds, looking down at Fu Yunqi.

  Fu Yunqi was still in a daze, looking at the shells in the mouths of the two dragons.

   "After eating the dragon bones and dragon meat, you will be one step closer to retreating from flood dragons and transforming into dragons.

  White Flood General, Black Flood General, you... eat this so-called Dragon King. "

  The big dragon gave an order, and the two dragons roared, and dropped the shells in their mouths at will.

  The dragon body is coiled, and a rush of air rushes up.

  The black flood dragon opened its huge longan eyes, and instantly saw Lu Jing and Chen Shangu next to Fu Yunqi.

   "Is it you?"

  Heijiao will spit out words, his voice is like thunder, and his murderous intentions are suddenly revealed: "It just happens to be a condiment."

  This black flood dragon has cold eyes and comes on a rampage.

  Fu Yunqi was still engrossed in the two shells, and slowly closed his eyes.

   After a long time, he faced the two flying dragons and walked forward.

   "Your horse is extraordinary, you go on horseback, I can still stop for a few minutes."

  The voice of the white-haired Dragon King came.

   "I am the Dragon King, the one who sits high in the Dragon Palace, but now the Dragon Palace has become a place of blood sacrifice, and the lives of all people are ruined.

  I can't even protect my father's village, nor can I protect Xianzhu. "

   "But you are just passing by, you can't die here."

  Fu Yunqi staggered along. Every time he took a step, the scales on his body became more obvious. Every time he finished speaking, his body changed slightly.

  Until...he returned to his real body.

  The four dragon feet are shackled two by two.

  But he still soared into the sky, with dragon blood spilled on his body, and his wounds were grim.

   Chen Shangu frowned as he watched this scene...

   "The one who eats people is not the original Xiahe Dragon King?"

  At this moment, Lu Jing had already ridden Zhao Ye.

  The young but passionate Chen Shangu gritted his teeth and looked at the great dragon general in the sky from a distance, wanting to imprint the figure of the great dragon general in his heart.

   "Before he died, he was willing to block the dragon for me and Lu Jing. There are also kind-hearted people among the dragons, but...he is going to die."

  Chen Shangu clenched his fists tightly.

  Chisu on the distant mountain could only sigh helplessly when he saw Lu Jing and Chen Shangu still standing in place. The sword light suddenly appeared behind him and turned into a stream of light, flying over several mountains and rivers with him.

   Flying towards Lu Jing and Chen Shangu.

   "It's the luck of the two of you to meet me."

   Chisu gritted his teeth and thought.

  Fu Yunqi completely turned into a white dragon. The body of the white dragon can only control the clouds and mist, but it can no longer control the vitality.

  Two dragons came roaring, Fu Yunqi had no choice but to lower the body of the dragon, trying to stop the dragon with the body.

  The fangs of the dragon suddenly appeared, and the black dragon will swing the tail of the dragon that can tear off the mountain.

  Thousands!

   One shot!

  Chen Shangu opened his eyes wide, hating this chaotic world even more in his heart.

  A person with a good heart will always die at the hands of the wicked.

  The same is true for this kind-hearted Dragon King.

  In a moment...

   But he saw a stream of light flashing beside him.

   Lu Jing's white horse jumped up and flew into the sky in an instant.

  Bursts of vitality surged, the famous horse shone at night, and Lu Jing's black clothes were blown like the wind from the sky.

   Hoo!

   Hoo!

  His right hand landed on the Wind Exhaling Knife, and flew straight towards Bailong Fu Yunqi.

   "What is senior Lu Jing going to do?" Chen Shangu's pupils shrank slightly.

   Chi Su, who came driving the sword light, broke out in a sweat in an instant.

  Because he saw that the ordinary white horses flew up into the sky like a bolt of lightning at this time, and landed on the body of the huge Fu Yunqi White Dragon.

   On the body of the white dragon, the wind howls!

  Zhao Ye still led Lu Jing along the winding Fu Yunqi dragon body.

   In the blink of an eye, the dragon head has already arrived.

  The energy and blood of the two flood dragons swelled, and the dragon's profound arts erupted from them.

  One dragon claw, one dragon tail, trying to draw the white dragon into two parts.

   And Zhao Ye was already on Fu Yunqi's head.

  Fu Yunqi shook his head with difficulty, trying to throw Lu Jing off, saving him from death.

  Zhao Ye's horse's hooves seem to have roots, and they remain motionless.

  The blood flowed from Lu Jing's body first, and poured into the wind exhaling knife at his waist.

  Since the first ray of Xiantian blood was born in Lu Jing's Martial Dao Sun, one or two months later, Lu Jing finally proudly forged a complete Xiantian blood together, stepping into the realm of Martial Dao Xiantian.

  Entered the innate, all the meridians are connected, the flesh and blood all over the body are crystal clear and flawless, the bones are like white jade, but they are enough to break precious iron!

  When the dragon claws and dragon tail come with violent blood.

  Chisu saw Lu Jing motionless, and felt that Lu Jing was looking for death.

  Fu Yunqi moved his body, wanting to take the blow from the two dragon generals with his body, but he was seriously injured, so he couldn't dodge at all.

  The dragon's claws and tail fell down, and the violent energy and blood came like a thunderbolt, straight into Lu Jing's five feet.

  The Way of a Gentleman's destiny is suddenly triggered.

  The order of Dou Xing Guan shines on the stars.

  The same is true for Zhanlongtai.

  In an instant, Lu Jing's eyes were filled with starlight, and at a mere glance, he could already see the weakness of the two dragons.

  So...

   Lu Jing held the Exhaling Wind Knife backwards with his right hand.

   Draw the knife!

  Boom!

  A spring thunder exploded in the sky, as if tearing apart the darkness, and also tearing up the blood in the sky.

  The head of the dragon king is blowing up!

  The Hufeng Knife was unsheathed, and the gust of wind suddenly rose, supporting Lu Jingyuan's law and thunder, blending into the intention of Chunlei Knife, and slashed out.

  In an instant, thunder and wind shattered the dragon's body!

   The berserk knife intent has already shattered the vitality and blood in an instant.

  The Hufeng Knife roared, showing its sharpness.

   Lu Jing sat upright on the horse, and drew his sword with a single thought!

   "Open the road to Shu!"

   Obtained from Mr. Jiu's sword-drawing technique, today he can slay a dragon!

  The spring thunder flashed past, like opening a road to Shu, exploding across the world.

  The two dragon claws and tails of the black and white dragons were cut off, and they fell from the clouds.

  Lu Jing drew his saber out of its sheath, and then breathed out the saber back into its sheath, but only for a moment.

  He is still sitting on Zhaoye, stepping on the head of the dragon, and the wind blows, and the human, horse, and dragon are almost integrated into one.

"This…"

   Ruler Su Jian's light was unstable and wobbly.

   Chen Shangu looked up, his clenched fists were loosened, and his face was full of smiles.

   "I heard the storyteller in the town say...among the rangers who have traveled the world, there are always unworldly strong men who hide their strength."

  Fu Yunqi was a little confused, sitting on the body of a dragon, controlling the clouds and mist, the light of the knife that bloomed above his head just now made fear rise in his heart.

   "What is that?" Fu Yunqi thought to himself.

"Who are you!"

  The dragon general standing above the Dragon Palace asked with a frown.

  Lu Jing's right hand was still on the wind exhaling knife at his waist. He looked down at the bones and corpses under the dragon palace, as if he was muttering to himself, or asking the dragon general.

   "Sin dragon, do you know the crime?"

  The dragon will be silent, and after a long time, he suddenly burst out laughing: "The innate martial artist drew his sword and beheaded two dragons, and dared to ask me if I was guilty. Who are you, dare to punish me?"

  Lu Jing's spiritual thoughts moved slightly, and the rain-calling sword on his waist was unsheathed, and a light rain began to fall from the sky, and there were many sword-like mountain peaks in the light rain,

  One hundred and eight sword Qi Bishan enveloped the void.

  Chisu's long silver sword began to tremble continuously... the dragon-slaying platform in the sky became clearer.

  The dragon will be silent again until the time of two or three breaths has passed.

   "You are... Tai Xuan Lu Jing!"

   It’s a holiday today. The number of words in this chapter is not bad. The extra words will be made up for yesterday, and will continue to be added tomorrow, with a minimum guarantee of 8,000 words.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)