Chapter 1743 Give Me the Sword (4)

"Roar!!!"

With a tyrannical dragon chant erupting from the space crack, a hundred-mile red dragon rushed out directly.

Looking carefully, the red dragon is also an illusory appearance formed by the gathering of dazzling spiritual light.

And on the head of the red dragon, you can even see a figure holding a red long sword and covered with red dragon scales!

"Chasing the wind..."

Ling Qingfeng turned pale with shock: "You guessed it right! The Red Dragon Army has a strong man at the same level as the emperor's grandfather, and a hole card at the same level as the Qinglong Sword... What should I do..."

"Let's take a look first..." Chen Xiaobei focused his eyes, and said, "If the Dragon Emperor can't handle it, I will naturally help him!"

Ling Qingfeng nodded, at least he breathed a sigh of relief.

But the other members of the Dragon God Royal Family around showed weird expressions, obviously they couldn't believe how a brat like Chen Xiaobei could help the Dragon King.

Although Chen Xiaobei's purchase of the Azure Dragon Sword fragments was indeed a great help, it only proved Chen Xiaobei's financial resources, but it could not prove Chen Xiaobei's strength.

"Boom..."

At this moment, Baili Red Dragon and Baili Qinglong collided suddenly.

The four claws face each other, fighting frantically.

Every confrontation erupted with extremely violent energy fluctuations.

The entire space was trembling, the howling wind knocked three or four thousand people down, and the bright aura divided the world into half red and half clear.

In the air, the two dragons clashed.

On the ground, the Dragon Emperor held the Azure Dragon Sword and was fighting head-on with the strong man holding the Red Dragon Sword.

"Clang! Clang! Clang..."

Both of the two powerhouses are at the peak of the god refining realm, and their own strength and speed are very strong!

Every time the swords collided, they erupted with the same power as the twin dragons in the air, and there was an ear-piercing howl of swords, which resounded throughout the space.

Moreover, almost every second, there are dozens or hundreds of sword edge collisions.

But in just a short moment, hundreds of thousands of moves have been fought, but it is still impossible to see which side has a clear advantage.

The odds of winning or losing are 50-50!

"As far as the current situation is concerned, the enemy's strength is probably the power of a three-star Earth Immortal..."

Several dragon kings said in a deep voice: "This power is equal to that of the father. If there is no accident, this will be a tie again!"

The surrounding princes also nodded one after another, saying: "It seems that the battle will not be interrupted until the enemy's aura is exhausted! It is still impossible to completely defeat the enemy!"

"its not right!"

At this moment, Ling Qingfeng suddenly frowned, and said worriedly: "Look carefully! Grandpa Huang's complexion is getting worse and worse, his forehead is full of cold sweat, and his movements are much slower..."

"Oops!"

Several dragon kings exclaimed nervously: "The Azure Dragon Sword is constantly exerting strength, and needs to absorb the essence and blood of the father to sacrifice the sword! After fighting for so long, the father has lost too much blood..."

The princes also exclaimed worriedly: "Look carefully at that strong red dragon! He actually released a sword of essence and blood from the storage bracelet!"

"I see!"

Ling Qingfeng suddenly realized, and said: "Zhufeng guessed it right again! The reason why this red dragon powerhouse has not shown up in the past month is because he is accumulating blood in advance!"

Several dragon kings also understood: "The enemy will store the blood of the sacrificial sword in the storage bracelet first, so that you don't need to bleed yourself during the battle! Although the combat power is the same, the father will become weaker as you fight, but the enemy can maintain the best condition !"

All the princes wailed in horror: "Grandfather keeps losing blood, and if we fight for a few more rounds, we will definitely lose..."

"Chasing the wind! Didn't you say there is a way? Hurry up and help Grandpa Huang..." Ling Qingfeng was shocked. Right now, all hopes are pinned on Chen Xiaobei.

However, before Ling Qingfeng finished speaking, he screamed in surprise: "Where is the wind chasing man? Wasn't he still by my side just now? Why did he suddenly disappear?"

"We are too busy watching the battle, so we have no idea..." All the princes shook their heads and said, "Speaking of which, what's the use of finding him? How can he help? It's good not to make trouble for Grandpa Huang!"

"He...he's over there!" A dragon king exclaimed: "When we were just discussing the battle situation, he had already rushed over!"

"Where? Why can't we see it?" Ling Qingfeng and the princes were all in a daze, and they didn't see Chen Xiaobei at all.

"What a fast speed!" But at this moment, several other dragon kings uttered shocking voices: "He is standing on top of a crimson and yellow pole shadow, and his speed is so unbelievably fast that we can't even see it clearly! "

"Red and Yellow Extreme Shadow?"

Ling Qingfeng suddenly realized: "I understand! That extreme shadow is the spirit beast chasing the wind, the Xuanwu Continent, the wild giant tiger!"

"What!?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was stunned: "Little Seventeen! Are you kidding me? That kid... no... that Mr. Wind Chaser, really regards the wild giant tiger as a spirit beast? That is a super beast of the earth fairy level! !"

"The facts are in front of me, I don't need to talk nonsense!" Ling Qingfeng focused his eyes, and said very seriously: "I said a long time ago that Zhuifeng is not an ordinary person! As long as he can say it, he can do it!"

Hearing this, everyone's faces became serious, and their eyes showed awe: "If Mr. Chasing the Wind can really help, he will be the savior of my Dragon God Royal Family, and my family will remember his kindness from generation to generation!"

"Look!" Ling Qingfeng pursed his lips and said seriously: "Zhufeng will not let us down!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

At the same time, the frontal fighting on the battlefield is still going on fiercely.

The Dragon Emperor kept losing blood, his body was overdrawn, and the more he fought, the weaker he became!

The Chilong powerhouse has been prepared for a long time, the state is in full swing, and the more he fights, the braver he is!

One ebb and the other, the Dragon Emperor soon fell into a disadvantage and was severely suppressed.

"Ancestor Red Dragon! Help me kill the ancient enemy!"

Suddenly, the strong red dragon yelled angrily, and released a large amount of blood from the storage bracelet. At the same time, holding the sword in both hands, he suddenly increased his strength, and slashed an even more terrifying sword.

"Oops……"

But at this time, the face of the Dragon Emperor changed drastically, and the blood loss was serious, resulting in not enough blood to sacrifice the sword at this moment.

In an instant, the blue light decreased sharply, and the cracks in the long sword loosened, as if it might shatter at any time, turning back into that pile of useless scrap iron.

"Sa!"

Obviously, the Chilong powerhouse had already noticed this problem, so he suddenly increased his strength, taking advantage of the Dragon Emperor's illness, and wanted the Dragon Emperor's life!

"It's over..."

Looking at the falling red sword edge, the Dragon Emperor's face was ashen, and there was endless despair in his eyes.

"Give me the sword!"

At this moment, Chen Xiaobei's voice suddenly sounded.

Although the tone is flat, it reveals a strong coercion like an overlord, like an imperial decree, which cannot be questioned in the slightest.

"This..." The Dragon Emperor's mood trembled, and he instinctively let go.

In the next instant, the Azure Dragon Sword was directly snatched by Chen Xiaobei.

Step on the tiger, raise the sword, and fight the red dragon!