Chapter 1197 It's Time to End

The death of Zhang San and Li Si made the remaining five leaders of the Heavenly Dao League very unhappy.

"Brother, why fight alone with this kid, it's better to go together!" Zhao Wu suggested with a gloomy face.

"That's right, it should have been like this!" Guan Er nodded approvingly: "We have all been fooled by this little thief, otherwise, the third and fourth would not have fallen!"

They didn't deliberately lower their voices, so everyone else heard them.

For a moment, everyone showed a look of thought.

It was Song Yan who heard the words and sneered loudly: "A group of guys who are greedy for death and afraid of life, since they are so afraid of death, they should go back early and live a small life guarding your territory of Tiandao League!"

A person has a face, a tree has a skin, Song Yan, as so many masters, ridiculed the five of them for being greedy for life and fearing death. If it spreads, their reputation will be ruined.

For a moment, everyone was inexplicably annoyed, and Zhao Wu shouted angrily, "Little thief, what are you talking about?"

Song Yan glanced at him contemptuously: "If you can do it, don't compare it blindly. If you are not convinced, come and fight with me alone. Believe it or not, within three moves, I will send you to see Zhang San Li Si!"

"……I……!"

Immediately, Zhao Wu's face turned red, but he didn't have the guts to fight Song Yan alone, because it was obvious that he was no match for him even in the late stage of distraction. Wouldn't he die in the middle stage of distraction!

Song Yan stopped targeting Zhao Wu, and slowly glanced at the others, and said, "Who else among you will fight me?"

"Quack, I really thought that I would be invincible if I killed two low-ranking guys by chance. I will meet you here!" While speaking, the ugly Taoist strode out, but there was a bit of disdain on the ugly old face.

Ugly Daoist is a late distracted man who has become famous for many years, and his strength is by no means comparable to that of Zhang San. Even Tian Lao has no confidence to defeat him.

Therefore, seeing the ugly Taoist walk out, the faces of Tianlao and the others changed slightly, with worry in their eyes.

"Although you are ugly, your strength is not bad, come on!"

Song Yan hooked his fingers at the ugly Taoist, and then took out the ink black sword.

Ugly Taoists hate people talking about his appearance the most, and now Song Yan has called him ugly for the second time, so his ugly old face was suddenly covered with frost: "Puppy, the old man will teach you to be a good boy today. What is misfortune coming out of your mouth!"

As soon as the words fell, the ugly Taoist acted first.

He slapped his hands quickly in the void, and immediately, several fiery red giant seals appeared, pressing towards Song Yan head-on.

"Break it!"

Lifting the ink-black sword in Song Yan's hand, several sharp sword qi gushed out from the sword, hitting the fiery red giant seals, and the giant seals shattered with a puff.

Song Yan left the Fourth Prince's Mansion three days after the old man Tianjian said his words.

What has he been doing these three days?

Naturally, he entered the temple to refine the black black sword thoroughly.

Although he can't fully exert the full power of this ink black sword now, it is not difficult to exert 60% to 70% of the power.

With the Mohei Sword, a weapon exclusive to sword cultivators, the Potian Sword Art can be said to be like a tiger with wings added. A random burst of sword energy can reach the power of an ordinary blow in the late stage of ordinary distraction.

Seeing the power of the Mo Hei Sword, the spectators came to their senses one after another. No wonder Song Yan was unwilling to use the Mo Hei Sword just now. If he had used the Mo Hei Sword, he could easily instantly kill Li Si's distracted mid-stage.

The ugly Taoist was also shocked when he saw the power of the Mohei sword, his face became a little more dignified, and then he had a pair of golden gloves on his hands.

"Puppy, die for me!"

While drinking lightly, the ugly Taoist made another move. He saw his hands forming seals, and a ten-foot-long fire dragon appeared out of thin air, roaring and rushing towards Song Yan. At the same time, his figure was erratic, spinning around Song Yan. After the seal, eight more ten-foot-long fire dragons appeared.

Each of these fire dragons can be divided into late stages, that is to say, Song Yan is now facing the siege of nine distracted late stages.

"Could this be the most powerful Taoism of the Ugly Taoist, the mighty fire dragon seal?"

Seeing this scene, someone exclaimed.

Someone said again: "Thousands of years ago, the ugly Taoist relied on the power of the mighty fire dragon to fight against the late stage of the five distractions. Although he was injured, he still managed to escape. Thousands of years later, he came back again. This mighty fire dragon seal is even worse than before. I'm afraid it's dangerous!"

Facing the siege of the Nine-Headed God's late-stage fire dragon, even Song Yan felt great pressure even holding the ink black sword, not to mention, there were ugly Taoists waiting for an opportunity outside. For a while, his nerves were highly tense, and the ink black sword in his hand The sword cut out again and again.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

Compared with the previous two battles, the battle between Song Yan and the Ugly Taoist was particularly fierce. The roaring giant fire dragon and the flying sword energy instantly turned a thousand-meter radius into a forbidden area, forcing people watching the battle from both sides to fight again and again. step back.

In a blink of an eye, Song Yan fought dozens of moves with the nine giant fire dragons. The strong pressure caused the real energy in his body to be consumed rapidly, but he still didn't use the Heaven Breaking Sword Art because he found that in this Under such super pressure, his control over his own strength is also improving rapidly.

This is exactly what he longed for and also his purpose.

"kill!"

Song Yan shouted loudly, and his figure suddenly rose into the air.

The black black sword in his hand suddenly burst into a bright sword light, and in an instant, hundreds of sword qi bombarded a giant fire dragon.

"Ka Ka Ka!"

The giant fire dragon was successfully shredded by the sword energy, but at this moment, a dragon tail swept towards him. He moved away with a flick of his body, but three more dragon tails smashed in the air.

He managed to knock two dragon tails away with the Black Black Sword, but was knocked away by the third dragon tail.

"Boom!"

Song Yan's figure fell hundreds of meters away, making a big hole in the ground.

"Angang!"

Just as he charged up from the pit, a fire dragon suddenly appeared.

"Boom!"

There was a powerful explosion, and a huge wave of fire engulfed Song Yan's whole body. The ugly Taoist actually chose to blow himself up at a fire dragon.

Seeing Song Yan engulfed by the fire wave, the ugly Taoist couldn't help laughing proudly: "Boy, you are still a little tender in front of the old man!"

He can be sure that under the power of a fire dragon's self-explosion, even if Song Yan does not die, he will be seriously injured.

"Young master!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Xiaoyu couldn't help but exclaimed, and was about to run forward, but was stopped by Tian Lao, and then said affirmatively: "Don't worry, the young master will not die so easily!"

Sure enough, at the next moment, a figure rose into the sky from the waves of fire. Although he was a little bit embarrassed, his whole body was intact.

Seeing Song Yan suspended in mid-air, the ugly Taoist was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the fire dragon blew up without hurting him.

"go!"

He made a seal formula, and the seven-headed fire dragon behind him roared again and charged towards Song Yan.

Seeing the fire dragon flying towards him, Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his long sword, and said a few words softly: "It's time to end!"

After a big battle with the ugly Taoist, he had already completely controlled all his strength, so naturally he had no intention of continuing to fight.