Chapter 1042: Delaying Time

"Pay attention to the rear. I said to pay attention to the rear. He also has a fairy dragon, which is at the level of a god master. Why doesn't anyone listen to me." Sikong Qing said helplessly while covering the wound on his body.

When Zhu Minglang locked these guardians in the Tomb Sword Mountain, the elf Yinglong went crazy, and every one hundred or eighty of the bones and joints were broken, and more than half of the guardians were broken one by one by the elf Yinglong. Sikong Yuantu is also helpless, and can no longer use the sword of punishment!

Sikong Yuantu's face turned ashen.

Why didn't I think before that all the guards under my hands were such waste.

A faerie dragon can wipe out most of them!

However, Sikong Yuantu didn't do nothing.

At least Sikong Yuantu was already standing in front of Zhu Minglang, his swordsmanship was still good, even if Zhu Minglang used the Tomb Sinking Sword, he still broke through the Tomb Sword.

He was no more than five meters away from Zhu Minglang, and his eyes were fierce. Sikong Yuantu suddenly drew out his sword, and six layers of sword energy appeared, each layer of sword energy was as thin as paper. It can only be done at a certain level, the thinner the sword qi, the stronger the cutting power, this paper-thin sword qi may be able to split a city on earth into two!

Zhu Minglang pointed at Sikong Yuantu with his finger instead of the sword.

Sikong Yuantu sneered, feeling that Zhu Minglang had no ability to resist.

But with just such a finger, Sikong Yuantu suddenly felt a majestic sword energy, like a mysterious beast born from the void, rushing towards him.

Those paper-thin sword qi were really torn apart like paper, and then Sikong Yuantu's eyes went dark. In the darkness, a bright red sword was pointed in front of him. The sword was as big as the universe, with no end in sight. The tip is poking at the bridge of my nose, as long as I move an inch further, I will be smashed to pieces! !

Sikong Yuantu turned pale with shock, and hastily withdrew all his sword power.

However, it is very hurtful for a person to make efforts to withdraw himself, and it is easy to dislocate himself.

Sikong Yuantu suddenly withdrew his sword, but dislocated his arm.

Even so, Sikong Yuantu still retreated quickly, enduring the pain of dislocating his arm, he firmly believed that if he didn't do this, he would definitely die!

finally,

Sikong Yuantu retreated to a safe position.

His pores were open and he was sweating profusely.

Sikong Yuantu took a closer look, but saw a Yinhong Lingxian sword hanging in front of Zhu Minglang. The sword didn't come out after chasing it, but like a special guard, it was always a few steps away from Zhu Minglang, guarding Zhu Minglang.

Sikong Yuantu is also a master of sword gods, he can feel the terrifying aura emanating from Zhu Minglang's fairy sword, and he probably has reached the peak of the god master level.

And Sikong Yuantu himself is just a high-ranking divine master.

He looked around again, wanting to know if Zhu Minglang was hiding a certain swordsman master, otherwise how to explain his fairy sword body protection, but Sikong Yuantu didn't see any hidden ones, there really were hidden ones If so, he should be able to detect the opponent's sword strike.

Not only did he fail to find the hidden expert, Sikong Yuantu also noticed that this fairy sword is different, it actually exudes dragon breath!

"Sword Spirit Immortal Dragon??" Sikong Yuantu finally understood, his eyes revealed a bit of jealousy and anger! !

In the world, there is a sword spirit that transforms into a dragon!

This is not a real sword spirit, but a dragon transformed from a sword spirit!

No wonder Sikong Cheng has repeatedly emphasized that Zhu Minglang knows swordsmanship, that's why the other party can use swordsmanship!

"The top Xuanlong, the top sword spirit dragon, no wonder this kid doesn't pay attention to any gods!" Immortal Master Linghu also saw the mystery hidden in Zhu Minglang at this time, with a bit of coldness in his tone .

In Yuheng Shenjiang, those who have reached the level of a god master can basically start a sect and rank among the top 20 in Yuheng Shenjiang.

Zhu Minglang alone owns the Xuanlong of the top god master level and the sword spirit dragon of the top god master cultivation level. This kind of strength is also one of the few in Yuheng Star Palace. I am afraid that only the five great sword immortals can cure Zhu Minglang. clear.

"Linghushen, it's such a time now, what are you still hesitating about? I will control the mysterious dragon, and Sikong Yuantu and Jiang Que will work together to attract the attention of the sword spirit dragon. Can you get the Wannian Ninghua?" , it’s up to you!” Immortal Master Linghu said.

Change strategy!

After seeing Zhu Minglang's strength, Immortal Master Linghu no longer wanted to defeat Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang is a dragon-controlling demon ancestor who was born out of nowhere, and the three factions have no chance of winning together. Although this fact is difficult to accept, Master Linghu still has brains at least.

They snatched Wannian Ninghua, and then fled around, and they were the ones who won in the end.

Linghushen never made a move.

Probably because he felt that it was not a glorious thing for so many people to deal with Zhu Minglang, and he didn't want to take this shameless step.

But Linghu Shen did not dare to disobey the order of the immortal master.

His strength will not be inferior to that of Dashou Feng Sikong Yuantu.

And what he learned was not the Shoufeng swordsmanship, but the real Yuheng swordsmanship of Yuheng Xinggong.

He stepped out of the Star Illusion movement technique, and actually dodged past the elf Yinglong, who immediately used Jiu Duan Shunpo to chase after him, but the elf Yinglong still couldn't keep up with Linghu Shen.

Linghushen came to Zhu Minglang's back, and the moment he stopped, circles of green light swords appeared around Linghu Shen. These blue light swords formed a gorgeous and shocking ring, like a thousand flowers. Petal lotus.

Zhu Minglang turned around and saw Linghushen's supernatural powers of swordsmanship, he couldn't help laughing and said: "The goddess Yuhengxing once said that if you want to learn the heavenly swordsmanship, you must first come from the palace, Linghushen, you Could it be the one who made this sacrifice for the secret of the sword art?"

"My attire is a personal preference, and has nothing to do with what you said. The Yuheng Sword Art requires a swordsman to be soft and cold, and I am born with a cold and yin body." Linghushen said.

"Oh, then I'm really not suitable." Zhu Minglang shook his head.

Goddess Yuhengxing didn't lie to herself either. If she wanted to learn some unique skills of Yuhengxing Palace, physical fitness was the key, which was why those people cared about whether Yuxian was married or not.

"A few days ago, I also learned some sword skills, and there happened to be similar sword moves in it." Zhu Minglang continued.

Linghushen frowned, he hesitated for a while, and slowed down the speed of casting his swordsmanship.

But soon, Linghushen sensed something was wrong again. He looked behind Zhu Minglang, and found that the little white dragon beside Zhu Minglang flew towards the Ten Thousand Years Ninghua Immortal Thorn Flower , and then ate the Wannian Ninghua into the stomach in big mouthfuls, it was delicious!

"You... delay time on purpose!" Linghu Shen said angrily.

"The hour has come. You have tried every means to restrain my dragon. Why am I delaying your time?" Zhu Minglang laughed.

"Half left!" Linghu Shen hastily drew out his sword.

What they wanted was half, and if they snatched it before the little white dragon ate the other half, it wouldn't count as a loss for them!