Confucian and Taoist scholar

After seeing Du Ning summon the imitation sword of the Kunlun Ancient Sword in the "Sword Chapter", the monsters on the opposite side showed fear on their faces.

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This fear is not a fear of Du Ning's imitation sword, but a fear that comes from blood.

Because it was summoned by the power of the Dragon Beard Pen and the True Dragon Blood Ingot.

And the dragon clan is the supreme among the monster clan, so those monsters are instinctively afraid.

Long Yan also suddenly changed his expression, and the next moment he was filled with anger and hatred.

He felt the power of the Dragon Beard Pen and the True Dragon Blood Ingot, which had an aura very close to that of the Dragon Clan.

There is no doubt that it is with the help of the power of the Dragon Clan.

"Damn the human race! Not only did they kill my dragon bloodline, but they also used the power of my dragon race to activate the war poem. This is a heinous crime. Boy, I will kill you today!"

Long Yan's hair exploded on the spot, and the nine real dragon phantoms that emerged became extremely violent, roaring in the air, some spitting flames, some summoning ice, and some throwing flying rocks.

Suddenly, various attribute attacks were spread across the air.

"Cut!"

Du Ning softly uttered a word, and two ancient swords, one real and one imitation, slashed through the air, like two silver meteors hitting the moon.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise.

I saw Long Yan's various attribute attacks being chopped up by the sharp sword energy, just like spring snow melting, destroyed in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, there were several strange sounds of "Puff, Puff, Puff".

The nine true dragon phantoms were decapitated by two ancient swords, just like cutting tofu with a knife, unable to withstand such a strong attack.

"Impossible! My Nine Dragons incarnation is the most powerful magical power of the dragon clan. How can it be defeated by your ancient sword? This is impossible!"

Long Yan suddenly turned pale in shock. He couldn't believe this scene. The power he was so proud of was powerless in front of two ancient swords.

Xuan Longhe's eyes widened, and his mouth was almost big enough to hold an egg.

"This guy's strength is beyond common sense!"

"How could he have such strength?"

"Is this the powerful power of the human race? This...this..."

Many Rakshasa people were trembling all over and their faces turned pale with fear.

"What a powerful "Sword Chapter". The imitation sword summoned has the same power as the real sword. If a bachelor or a great scholar performs such a war poem, the effect will be even more extraordinary!"

"Isn't it? The ancient sword is the most powerful weapon for scholars. Du Ning composed two sword-calling war poems in Sanjie Mountain, and made another great contribution to the human race."

"Although Du Ning is still very young, he walks very fast. We can no longer catch up with him..."

Some people are filled with emotion. They have always regarded Duning as a rising star.

Only today did I know that Du Ning was already walking in front of everyone, leaving them far behind.

At this time, after the two ancient Kunlun swords smashed the phantom of the real dragon, their offensive continued unabated and went straight towards Longyan.

"Boy, you are so arrogant, you are just going too far!"

Long Yan opened his mouth and spit out a shield-shaped treasure.

This shield is made of dragon scales and has strong defensive power.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two swords slashed at it, but failed to injure it at all.

"Haha... This is a dragon scale shield made by this dragon using its own dragon scales. You can't even think of hurting this dragon!"

Long Yan thought he was in an invincible position and looked at Du Ning with a very proud and proud look.

"Come on, Your Highness Longyan!"

"His Royal Highness Longyan will definitely win!"

Many monsters shouted and cheered for Long Yan.

Du Ning took his time and wrote another war poem "The Ancient Sword".

"Don't you see, Kunwu's iron smelting is flying into flames and smoke, and the red light and purple energy are impressive. A good worker has been practicing for several years, and he has forged a sword named Longquan..."

The Longquan Sword was summoned, and its powerful talent and power made many monsters change their colors.

"It's an imitation of Longquan Sword. How is this possible?"

"He can actually summon three ancient swords at the same time! Who is this person? Why does he have such shocking magical powers!"

"Your Highness Longyan, be careful!"

Many monsters felt their hearts pounding and felt uneasy.

After Long Yan saw the Longquan Sword summoned by Du Ning, he was so frightened that his face turned blue and white, and he even felt his scalp numb.

Du Ning's two ancient Kunlun swords were already extremely powerful, and now he summoned a Longquan sword. Now even he was not sure that he could resist Du Ning's attack with his dragon scale shield.

"Hugh!"

The Longquan sword flew out of the air and slashed away with the two Kunlun ancient swords.

Just hearing the sound of "Kacha", the strong dragon scale shield was split into four pieces and fell from the mid-air.

"How dare you destroy this dragon's magic weapon!"

Long Yan was so angry that his eyes were about to burst. His protective magic weapon was actually destroyed by Du Ning. Those were the dragon scales that fell from his body. They took a lot of time to condense and had amazing defensive power.

It turned out that it was gone!

This is Long Yan’s hard work!

"Three swords come out together, the power is infinite, good!"

"Du Wenjun's sword crushes the real dragon and shocks the Three Realms Mountains!"

"Who is in charge of ups and downs in heaven and on earth? Du Jun is the one!"

The momentum of the human race has greatly increased, and almost everyone has opened their eyes.

"Long Yan, take the move!"

With a thought in Du Ning's mind, three ancient swords launched attacks from three directions: cutting, slashing, and diagonally.

"Come on! This dragon can definitely block your attack! Absolutely!"

The scales on Long Yan's body quickly retracted, and he used the same move used to resist Xuan Longhe's attack.

"His Royal Highness Long Yan is in danger, let's all come together and stop that guy's ancient sword!"

"That's right! Our demon clan is invincible, how can we allow him to run rampant here?"

"Kill!"

Dozens of monsters roared angrily and rushed towards the formation.

"Have a rest!"

The three swords crisscross each other like a big net.

"Ah! I'm not willing to give in!"

"Lord Longyan, help!"

"No! No! Ah!"

Waves of shrill screams were heard, and the monsters that rushed over were strangled by three swords in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, the Rakshasa tribesmen present had extremely frightened expressions on their faces.

If you don't see such terrifying combat power with your own eyes, not many people will believe it.

The three swords had already reached Long Yan, but Long Yan held his head high, with contempt in his eyes. He was very confident in his own dragon scales and believed that no matter how powerful Du Ning's ancient sword was, it would not be able to hurt him.

As a result, the directions of the three ancient swords changed, and they aimed at a certain point and stabbed suddenly.

"Ding!"

The Kunlun Ancient Sword struck first, causing the scales on Long Yan's body to shake slightly. Although it did not hurt his body, it made his muscles in that area numb and created gaps in the tightened dragon scales.

"Humph!"

Long Yan's expression was serious, and all the strength in his body was accumulated on his scales.

"Bang!"

The imitation sword cuts in against the pattern of the dragon scale and pries up a piece of dragon scale.

At this moment, Long Yan's expression changed slightly, and a sense of crisis arose spontaneously.

Longquan Sword took this opportunity to penetrate the space where the dragon scale was pried out.

"Poof!"

The third sword penetrated the dragon's body, causing a very severe pain.

"Roar!"

Long Yan let out a heartbreaking dragon roar, bursts of dragon blood spurted out, and suffered heavy damage.

"Ah! Damn the human race! How dare you hurt me!"

Long Yan howled wildly, and his whole body trembled, inspiring a powerful force that knocked the three swords away.

"His Royal Highness Longyan is injured!"

"Impossible! His Highness Long Yan's dragon scales are indestructible, how could he be injured by a mere ancient sword?"

"Your Highness Longyan!"

Many monsters panicked in an instant. In their eyes, the dragon race is a natural fighting race, invincible and invincible.

Even facing the human race's great bachelor, Long Yan still has a superior power.

But today, he was severely injured by a human race Jinshi.

This is simply incredible!

"This...this..."

Xuan Longhe had completely lost his temper, and the contempt for Du Ning in his heart was gone, replaced by fear.

"If we don't get rid of Du Ning, he will definitely become a trouble for our Rakshasa clan. It seems that only the masters of Dongtian Mountain can deal with him. We cannot let Du Ning continue to grow, and we must strangle him in the Three Realms Mountain."
Xuan Longhe has already made a decision. Jinyang Baomi and the Rakshasa clan can do without it, but Du Ning must die no matter what, even at all costs.

"Boy, I really underestimate you."

Long Yan gritted his teeth, opened his mouth slightly and spit out a shell. After opening it, there was a ball of white powder in it, and he blew it casually.

"Huh..."

The white powder quickly floated to the wound, making a "chichi" sound and bursts of white smoke.

I saw that Long Yan's wound had stopped bleeding, formed a scar, and was covered with dragon scales again.

"Damn humans..."

Long Yan's forehead was sweating. He had just used the Dragon Clan's magic medicine, which could quickly treat wounds.

The external injuries have healed, but the internal injuries are still there.

"Long Yan, it seems that you are no match for me."

Du Ning spoke slowly. He was confident of defeating Long Yan, but if he wanted to kill Long Yan, he would not be that sure.

The vitality of dragons is very tenacious, far better than ordinary monsters.

But if there is a war with the demon clan, the human race's winning rate will be much higher.

As for the Rakshasa people, they have lost their firm fighting spirit and do not pose any threat to either the human race or the demon race.

"Okay! Since you have this strength, I will keep my word. This piece of Jinyang Baomi belongs to your human race." Long Yan said.

The demon clan looked sad and angry, and it was difficult to accept that Long Yan would surrender to the human clan. This is a shame.

The human scholar's face was filled with joy, the matter of obtaining Jinyang Baomi was settled.

Not waiting for everyone to be happy, Long Yan added: "My clan will take six, and your clan will take four."

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

"Why are there 20% more monsters than my human race?" Du Ning asked.

"Because we, the demon race, are the supreme beings of all realms. Giving you 40% of the Jinyang Baomi rice is already a huge favor for your human race. You should be satisfied, right?" Long Yan said proudly.

"It doesn't matter whether you are the Supreme Being of All Realms or not. In short, Jinyang Baomi is either 50 or 50, or if you stand up and challenge me again, I promise to kill your head within five swords!" Du Ning said domineeringly.

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