Chapter 511
The moment he was stabbed by the opponent's lore sword, Huang Xiaolong felt a sharp pain in his heart!
This kind of severe pain has been gone for a long time since Huang Xiaolong had the body of Yuanlong.
Huang Xiaolong pointed with both hands, and the Soul Breaking Finger roared out and pointed to the opponent's eyebrows. The lore master, Su Tang, withdrew, his figure flickered and disappeared, avoiding Huang Xiaolong's Soul Breaking Finger.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the mouth of his heart, only to see blood flowing out from the mouth of the heart. The blood turned out to be a bit reddish-gold. It seemed that the blood in Huang Xiaolong's body was the blood of an ancient dragon.
The lore master Su Tang drew his sword and stepped back, but looked at Huang Xiaolong with a shocked expression: "You, actually, it's all right?!"
Although the Heart Demon Killing Sword really stabbed Huang Xiaolong's heart and was bleeding, he knew in his heart that the sword just broke Huang Xiaolong's flesh and didn't penetrate Huang Xiaolong's heart at all.
Huang Xiaolong was only injured by the flesh!
The moment he stabbed Huang Xiaolong in the heart, the hand he held the sword was numb from the shock.
"How is this possible?!" he muttered in surprise.
His lore sword, but a quasi-divine weapon, was acquired by chance in an ancient land several decades ago. With his current strength, with the attack of the Demon Killing Sword, even a half-step god's realm peak powerhouse can still It is easily broken, and its heart is cut open.
But now? !
Doesn't that mean that Huang Xiaolong's physical body is already terrifying to the point where it is comparable to the demigod's body of a powerhouse in the early days of God's Domain? !
At this time, he saw that the wound in Huang Xiaolong's heart that he stabbed had completely healed.
The elder of the temple, Mo Jie, saw that Huang Xiaolong was hit by the lore master Su Tang's inner demon killing sword, and he was fine. His eyes couldn't hide his shock.
He knows the strength of the lore master Su Tang, even if he is stabbed, he will be seriously injured.
Huang Xiaolong ignored the shock of the two, and looked at the lore master Su Tang coldly: "Three moves have passed, now, it's my turn!" After speaking, his figure disappeared instantly.
The lore master Su Tang secretly thought that it was not good. Suddenly, countless blade lights swept the world, and some blade lights turned into torrential rain. Some blade lights turned into thunder dragons. Some blade awns bloom into gorgeous flowers.
The lore master Su Tang only felt that there was no way to hide, there was no way to avoid it.
"Failed to survive!" he roared angrily,
The whole body swirls up and merges with the lore sword. Countless sword qi shot out in all directions. violent. Fierce, killing intent soaring to the sky.
The sword energy and the blade light are constantly colliding together.
Huang Xiaolong snorted coldly and shot again. With a stroke of the Shura's blade in his hand, the blade light rotates, a blood-red eye appears, and then the blade light rotates, turning into countless chains.
Su Tang only felt dizzy for a while, and when he recovered in an instant, he saw the chain formed by countless blade lights completely wrapping the space around him.
"Loud Sword Gang!" Countless sword qi hummed, gushing out from his body and turning into sword Gangs.
Right at this moment, Huang Xiaolong's hands were claws, and he swung out suddenly, Shura's ghost claws hit the sword gang in the air, and the sword gang vibrated and broke.
The blade chain is wrapped around Su Tang.
A shrill scream rang out, and Su Tang fell from the air, only to see his whole body, with a deep edge of blade and bone, as if his whole body could be broken into countless knots at any time.
"You!" Su Tang looked at Huang Xiaolong and suddenly smiled: "I didn't expect you to be able to combine several Asura swordsmanship moves and display them together. The power is so powerful! Such a genius has appeared in a small martial arts world, good. , I lost, your name is Huang Xiaolong, right? If you want to kill, kill, I won't fight back." Speaking of this, he stood up with his sword in place, his body swaying.
Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong felt danger in his heart, without hesitation, the natal soul skill space concealment unfolded in an instant, just as Huang Xiaolong disappeared, countless black needles passed through where Huang Xiaolong was standing, and there was a loud "zheng" sound, all nailed to the stone pillars of the main hall. superior.
Under the light, these black needles flickered with a miserable green light, which was obviously highly poisonous.
Huang Xiaolong's figure appeared, his face remained unchanged, and he looked coldly at Mo Jie, the supreme elder of the temple, who just sent the poison needle just now.
Temple Supreme Elder Mo Jie was a little surprised when he saw Huang Xiaolong dodging his poisonous needle, and then sneered: "Huang Xiaolong, avoid my poisonous needle. Now, this will be your burial place!" After speaking, his figure flashed, and the whole person turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated.
When he reappeared, he was already behind Huang Xiaolong, and his fists suddenly attacked Huang Xiaolong's back.
Huang Xiaolong suddenly turned around, clenched his fists, and collided with his fists.
"Bah!" There was a loud shock, and the waves of fists swept through, all the surrounding floors burst, and the hall was crumbling.
The Supreme Elder Mo Jie of the temple was shocked by Huang Xiaolong and retreated again and again. After retreating more than 30 meters, Fang Shi stood still, his arms were numb, and he was extremely shocked. Now he really realized the horror of Huang Xiaolong's body.
He really couldn't think of a human being, how could he cultivate his body to such a level!
However, he smiled brightly: "Huang Xiaolong, you have just been hit with my Ten Directions Demon Scorpion Poison Fist, my Ten Directions Demon Scorpion Poison Fist is to absorb the most poisonous scorpion in the world, the Purple Scorpion King. The power of the fist contains the poison of the Purple Scorpion King, and only the power of the demigods of the strong in the realm of the gods can remove its poisonous gas, and you will surely die now!"
He said this and waved his fists proudly.
I saw that his fists were as black as purple, and the blue veins on the fists skyrocketed, like a scorpion.
Around his fists, the airflow was also poisoned, turning it into a jet black, which shows how poisonous it is.
Huang Xiaolong looked at his fists. Above the fists, a stream of jet black air continued to stretch his arms towards his heart.
Seeing this, Mo Jie, the Supreme Elder of the temple, laughed again.
"Really." Huang Xiaolong sneered, and suddenly, dark red air flow seeped out from Huang Xiaolong's body, and the jet black air flow was instantly incinerated by the dark red air flow.
"You!" Mo Jie, the supreme elder of the temple, smiled stiffly.
This dark red air flow was the result of Huang Xiaolong's innate fire.
Suddenly, Mo Jie, the supreme elder of the temple, turned into smoke again, dissipated, and reappeared above Huang Xiaolong's head.
"Soul Needle!"
Countless black needles appeared in his hands, and they went straight to the top of Huang Xiaolong's head, from top to bottom.
Huang Xiaolong had been prepared for a long time, and suddenly, black scales grew on his body, two horns grew on his forehead, and dark red air flowed on the surface of his body.
Huang Xiaolong did not summon the soul of Shuanglong, but activated the Shura blood in his body, and transformed into the body of Shura.
Just as the opponent's black needle was about to hit Huang Xiaolong's head, Huang Xiaolong backhanded with both hands. The black needle hit Huang Xiaolong's arm, but was blocked by Huang Xiaolong's hands.
But at this time, suddenly, an extremely sharp sword energy turned into a dazzling light, swept away frantically, and came towards Huang Xiaolong's throat.
"A sword breaks the sky!"
It was the lore son Su Tang who was seriously injured by Huang Xiaolong earlier. (To be continued..)