Chapter Nine Hundred and Fiftieth You From the Palace

"Pfft~~~~~~~~"

Not long after, Chu Chengying couldn't hold on anymore.

He vomited blood, and the injury worsened. The hand holding the big sword in his hand was already bloody and bloody. The bones all over his body were broken and healed. After healed, they were broken again. It was extremely painful to be twisted off. Chu Chengying used to be proud of the practice of plaster restoration of skeletons of the Earth Sect, but now he regrets practicing this body technique. The other party obviously knows this, so he deliberately only interrupted it. own bones...

So more than a dozen times, every time it is restored and broken, the pain intensifies. Chu Chengying is already a little exhausted. In fact, this kind of plaster bone restoration damages the vitality of life. Simply put, it shortens life. Any powerful method has Its price, if Chu Chengying continues to hold on, is no different from death.

"Sovereign, why don't you leave the palace?" At this time, the sword god who was struggling with thoughts said weakly, "Let's preserve our sect."

"He wants my suzerain's life!!" Chu Chengying broke his defense when he heard this, and roared while spitting blood!

"You and the Evil Sword Sect are as close as a family. You, the suzerain, really don't deserve to live. Of course, you have awakened from the palace, so I can't help but forgive me." Zhu Minglang laughed evilly.

"Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated!!" Chu Chengying roared angrily.

This roar was not useless, the soil under their feet suddenly became hot, as if there was a huge furnace under the thin sand, scorching the land!

Zhu Minglang looked down and immediately realized what was coming.

He flew backwards and landed on one of the sword shadows. This sword shadow was the Jade Blood Sword. Although it couldn't be held in the hand and displayed the characteristics of the Jade Blood Sword, it was good for flying with the sword.

The transformation of the sword spirit dragon this time seems to have some more powerful abilities.

In the past, sword inscriptions could only be used in the state of sword awakening, and they were handled by themselves. Now Jian Linglong can not only awaken sword repairs for himself, but also differentiate other sword inscriptions.

You must know that Zhu Minglang is not only practicing the War Sword School, but also the Flying Sword School's swordsmanship. He has made some achievements. Using the War Sword and the Flying Sword together, Zhu Minglang's strength will be even stronger, especially the Flying Sword that Zhu Minglang summoned. They are all at the sword inscription level, they are all Jian Xing's preparation swords!

Stepping on the Jade Blood Sword, there was no need for Zhu Minglang to dodge deliberately, the Jade Blood Sword controlled by the main body of the Sword Spirit Dragon had already begun to gallop at a very high speed.

under the earth,

Yanfeng Dragon God broke through the ground, and thousands of layers of soil waves slapped into the sky. In addition to that, there were the long claws of Yanfeng Dragon God. The Jade Blood Sword carried Zhu Minglang in the soil waves and claws of Yanfeng Dragon God. Shuttle, after avoiding the most intensive wave of attacks, Zhu Minglang gave Jian Linglong an attack command!

The Jade Blood Sword immediately turned its direction, as if stepping on waves. Zhu Minglang stepped on the Jade Blood Sword and spiraled down the long clawed arm of the Yanfeng Dragon God. The trajectory of walking down is fiercely cut and slashed!

"Shua!!!!!!!!!!!!"

One sword to the end!

The momentum is overwhelming!

The long-clawed arm of Yanfeng Dragon God was huge, but it was sliced ​​open by Zhu Minglang with his gorgeous sword-controlling skills! !

The arms of the long claws spirally stirred the meat into minced meat, disintegrated layer by layer, like chopped bread.

"Roar!!!!!!!" Yanfeng Dragon God screamed miserably.

He swayed to the other side, suddenly turned his back around, and fiercely revealed shocking thorns on his back!

All the spines and scales stood upright, and as the dragon skin of Yanfeng Dragon God wriggled, Yanfeng Dragon God suddenly turned into a huge fire saw! ! !

The Fire Dragon Saw jigsawed directly towards Zhu Minglang. At such a close distance, Zhu Minglang naturally had no way to hide.

This trick again!

It was by virtue of this ability that Yanfeng Dragon God sawed off the death sickle wings of Yan Wanglong!

The power of a god-level dragon is extremely powerful, especially the unique saw ridge of the Yanfeng Dragon God. Its lethality is extremely terrifying. Zhu Minglang must use the most powerful swordsmanship to collide with it, but his body is far from the dragon god. Zhu Minglang will definitely be affected by the shock force, and shock injuries are inevitable!

After all, he didn't learn enough sword skills. If he could gather all the swords in front of him like Linghu Ling to form a sword shield, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with Yanfeng Dragon God's move. Injured Yanfeng Dragon God.

"Dry!!!!!!"

Suddenly, in the darkness, the pair of ghost fire pupils lit up, and right behind Zhu Minglang, there was a magnificent silhouette as tall as a mountain. Although blood was flowing all over his body like a stream, it did not affect his martial body at all. Bravery!

"Boom!!!!!!!!!"

The Yan Wanglong appeared at some point, it bowed its body, showed the Yan Wanglong's horn, and bumped into the Spine Saw Flame Dragon with this huge dragon horn! !

"Gah!!!"

Yan Wanglong's pair of bull dragon horns were broken!

The thorns on the spine and scales of Yanfeng Dragon God were all broken!

In this way, Yan Wanglong was still rushing forward. It pierced into the wriggling skin of Yanfeng Dragon God with its broken horn, forcing the creeping saw to stop, and then forced Yanfeng Dragon God It was forked up, like picking snail meat, and fiercely picked out Yanfeng Dragon God from the ground! !

Half of Yanfeng Dragon God's body is rooted in the ground, and now its lower half body has finally been uprooted. It can be seen that the lower half of Yanfeng Dragon God's body is soft and scaleless, and it can be seen that it is connected to the soil. Together the dragon body rhizome!

It's no wonder that Yanfeng Dragon God's battle can be so long-lasting and tireless.

Its body hidden under the soil is the key, it can always absorb the nutrients of the earth, and inhale the magma in the veins into its body, maintaining its dragon heart flame.

With the flame of the dragon heart, it can continue to fight, no matter how long the fight is, it will be high-spirited and fierce!

Moreover, the most important point is that the real dragon heart of Yanfeng Dragon God is actually on the root of the dragon body, and the expanded dragon heart under its neck is just a container, which can transport the flame of the dragon heart, can It is the buried dragon heart at the root of the dragon body that keeps its body strong! !

Well done, Yama Dragon!

Otherwise, it would take a lot of effort to kill this Yanfeng Dragon God! !

"Sword Spirit Dragon!"

Zhu Minglang shouted, and thousands of sword souls and thousands of holy demons were poured together, and majestic sword mountains appeared one after another behind Zhu Minglang! !

"Zhu Kun!"

Concentrate on it, and explode all the power on the sword lines that are parallel to the earth. The thinner the sword edge line, the stronger the power, and it will cut through everything! !

Zhu Minglang galloped forward, and his whole body turned into a silver light.

Suddenly, the silver light stagnated, and the shadows were long. Yanfeng Dragon God obviously realized that Zhu Minglang was going to cut its vitals, so he stretched out another claw, and patted Zhu Minglang's Tianling Gai recklessly. When he drew his sword, when he saw the claw, he immediately turned to the left, avoiding the falling claw of Yanfeng Dragon God, and at the same time, turned his back and drew the sword! ! !

"die!!!!"

Zhu Minglang also roared out this sound. Ye Ran Yinxi's sword did not burst out with such a blazing sword light, it just drew a beautiful silver thread powerfully, and the silver thread fell from the paw of Yanfeng Dragon God. Slashed upwards without the slightest pause, and then slashed at the root dragon heart of Yanfeng Dragon God! !

The entire body of Yanfeng Dragon God was provoked by Yan Wanglong's brute force. It could not shrink the ground, let alone dodge. The sword was as thin as silk, but it was extremely sharp. Separated from the soil, it also cut open the buried dragon heart of Yanfeng Dragon God, making it completely lose its vitality! ! !

"Crack!!!!"

Yanfeng Dragon God's tough body suddenly froze, and was picked up by Yan Wanglong immediately. Blood flowed like a river from the upper body and lower stem of Yanfeng Dragon God...

The sand was covered with blood, Yanfeng Dragon God struggled and writhed in pain before dying, Yan Wanglong simply smashed it to the ground, bit the neck of Yanfeng Dragon God, and tore the neck of it again Flaming organs!

This time, the incomparable Yanfeng Dragon God was completely dead. As if to vent his anger, Yan Wanglong, who didn't eat flesh and blood, gnawed on the neck of Yanfeng Dragon God. Even if he couldn't digest it, he would spit it out. In order to express its broken wings, it also had to swallow a few mouthfuls of this god-level dragon god!

Zhu Minglang also knew that Yan Wanglong was angry, so he let it vent, and walked towards Chu Chengying himself.

Chu Chengying originally wanted to use Yanfeng Dragon God to breathe for a while, and even escape from this place, but Zhu Minglang's Yan Wanglong would be so violent, one person and one dragon, perfectly coordinated to kill Yanfeng Dragon God!

A dragon at the level of a divine master is the patron saint of the entire sect. You must know that the real soul of the sect may not be any talented leader, but the Yanfeng Dragon God who has lived for tens of thousands of years! !

The patron saint of the sect was killed just like that, and was bitten by the Hades dragon like animal meat...

Chu Chengying's fighting spirit was completely destroyed.

He was not Zhu Minglang's opponent in the first place, and he was tortured by Zhu Minglang's superb swordsmanship with broken bones more than a dozen times. Now he can't even hold the sword firmly, so what can he use to compete with Zhu Minglang?

It is impossible to leave the palace from the palace. Looking at the ground sect that was beaten to pieces, and then glanced at the motionless corpse of the foundation of the local sect, Yanfeng Dragon God, Chu Chengying suddenly roared madly.

He raised his sword with a killing intent, but instead of slashing at the enemy, he wiped it at his own neck.

This stroke was extremely powerful, as if it was also an expression of the humiliation and unwillingness deep in his heart. He beheaded his own head, and his head flew to the feet of the previous sword god...

At the moment when he killed himself, he hated him so much that he was no longer the enemy, but Chu Chengying himself, hating himself for not being strong enough, hating himself for being overconfident, hating himself for being stupid and self-righteous, hating himself for entering the Evil Sword Sect by mistake, and leading the sect to the earth perish!

"It seems that you still know that you have sinned deeply."

"Evil ways can never start well and end well. Be a good person in your next life. Your local sect doesn't need to be buried with you!"

Zhu Minglang did what he said.

The local sect doesn't need to die, after all, Zhu Minglang witnessed the efforts of the four great detectives with his own eyes, and he can also feel their sincerity in wanting to eradicate the evil sword sect!