Chapter 1749 Nether Frost Knife

"The dragon flicks its tail!"

With an angry shout, Xiaojiao's dragon tail, which is hundreds of feet in size, was drawn towards Yu Liuliu again.

"boom……"

The next moment, in the void, a violent collision came.

I saw a figure and flew out directly.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Yu Liuliu's mouth.

Looking at the cold and arrogant Xiaojiao in the void, Yu Liuliu's eyes were full of impressive expressions.

Before he recovered his senses just now, Xiaojiao's tail had already been drawn, and he had been sent flying before he even had time to react.

He asked himself, his speed was fast enough, but in front of Xiao Jiao, his speed was not enough at all.

This made him feel so shocked!

"What happened just now? Why did Yu Liuliu's figure fly backwards in a flash?"

"It seems that there is a flash of blue light, it is the figure of that cold dragon, and the tail of that cold dragon is on Yu Liuliu's body!"

"This cold dragon's cultivation is only at the early stage of Tianzun, how can his speed be so fast?"

"This cold dragon is really terrifying, will Yu Liuliu be his opponent?"

"No wonder this kid and this cold dragon have been in this palace for three days. The strength of this cold dragon is really good!"

...

Seeing Yu Liuliu's figure flying upside down, one figure after another began to discuss again.

In their eyes, it is also impressive.

It was just a blink of an eye just now, but Yu Liuliu's figure flew upside down again. How could they not be shocked in their hearts?

What's more, Yu Liuliu is from Yu Tianjie, and Yu Tianjie's personal skills are many times faster than people from other worlds.

The fighters in the Yu Tian Realm, who have always been known for their physical skills in the Celestial Realm, actually suffered a disadvantage in front of monsters whose cultivation base was lower than their own because of their physical skills. How could everyone not be shocked?

"No……"

"It's impossible, how could he be faster than me?"

Hearing these discussions, Yu Liuliu also came back to his senses, looking at Xiao Jiao, Yu Liuliu's eyes were full of disbelief.

You know, the Xiaojiao in front of him can only be cultivated in the early stage of Tianzun, but he is in the middle stage of Tianzun, and he is only one step away from the strong man in the late stage of Tianzun.

But it was just his glare that caused him to be seriously injured.

How can this not surprise Yu Liuliu?

"Dog thing, how is it?"

"Grandpa Xiaojiao, my dragon wags its tail, doesn't it taste good?"

And at this moment, Xiaojiao's mocking voice came.

"It tastes good?"

"Han Long, don't be crazy!"

"I want to fight you hard while I'm not prepared, and I want you to know that I'm first-rate Yu!"

Hearing Xiao Jiao's extremely arrogant words, Yu Liuliu clenched his hands into fists, and looked at Xiao Jiao with the murderous intent in his eyes, not hiding the slightest bit.

At the same time, a knife several feet long appeared in Yu Liuliu's hand, with a dazzling light shining on the knife.

And with the appearance of that knife, the palace exploded again.

"Is this the divine weapon of the late emperor level, the Nether Cold Knife? Could it be the Nether Cold Knife that has been lost for a long time, and it is rumored that there will be no survivors under the same realm?"

"The Nether Cold Knife is notoriously terrifying, not to mention that this cold dragon's cultivation is a small realm behind Yu Liuliu's, even at the same realm, this cold dragon will not be Yu Liuliu's opponent !"

"It's a pity for this cold dragon, in fact, his strength is not bad!"

"Arrogance always has a price to pay. Isn't he very strong? Isn't he very arrogant? I see how arrogant he is under Yu Yiliu's Nether Frost Knife!"

"Don't underestimate this Hanlong. Since he dares to stand up and fight Yu Liuliu, his strength will not be inferior!"

...

One after another figures, their eyes fell on Xiaojiao's body. They looked at Xiaojiao, and some warriors had a touch of sympathy in their eyes.

It seemed to them that it was impossible for Xiaojiao to survive under Yu Yiliu's Nether Sword.

At this moment, they were full of confidence in Yu Liuliu, as if they had already seen the scene where Xiaojiao was split in half under Yuliu Liu's Nether Cold Sword.

At this moment, their eyes didn't blink, as if they were afraid of missing something.

"Han Long, go to hell!"

But at this moment, a cold and stern voice sounded, and Yu Liuliu slashed directly at Xiaojiao.

The knife intent rolling on the knife seemed to split Xiaojiao in half.

"Little Jiao, be careful!"

Looking at this scene in the void, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he quickly reminded.

"Um!"

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao nodded.

Immediately, the figure flashed and greeted Yu Liuliu directly.

At this moment, Xiaojiao, with the incomparable dragon power on his body, enveloped Yu Liuliu.

"Such a strong Long Wei, back quickly!"

"This Longwei is really too strong, my knees seem to be out of my control at this moment!"

"Isn't this a cold dragon? How can he be so powerful?"

"This cold dragon doesn't look weak. Who will be the final winner, this cold dragon or Yu Liuliu?"

"It must be Yu Liuliu. No matter how strong this cold dragon is, it is impossible to block Yu Liuliu's Nether Cold Saber!"

...

Feeling the dragon's power erupting violently from Xiaojiao's body, the figures of countless warriors trembled.

If they hadn't stabilized their minds, several of the remaining nineteen people would have knelt down to Xiaojiao.

At this moment, Xiaojiao seemed to have the coercion of a king, and they couldn't help but want to kneel down.

But in the hearts of most people, they still believe in Yu Liuliu, after all Yu Liuliu's cultivation is stronger than that of Xiaojiao, and he still has the Nether Cold Sword in his hand.

"Clang clang..."

There was a violent collision sound.

It seemed that what collided with that knife was not Xiaojiao's dragon body, but the same sharp blade, making the sound of metal collision.

"boom……"

Immediately, the two figures flew upside down.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouths of Xiao Jiao and Yu Liu at the same time.

"Little Jiao!"

Looking at this scene, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Boss, I'm fine!"

"This is first-class, I must solve it today!"

Xiaojiao's figure flashed, and once again stood proudly in the void, saying with a firm expression.

"Little Jiao, this first-class Nether Cold Saber is not that simple!"

"You must not let his Nether Cold Saber injure your body!"

Looking at Xiaojiao's determined face, Mo Wentian's expression was extremely serious, and he lowered his voice.

"Okay, boss!"

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao quickly agreed.

"The Nether Frost Knife?"

"This knife is very strange!"

The next moment, as if he had discovered something, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank suddenly, and he said secretly in his heart.