Dragon Warrior

"The prey has been taken. It depends on who can get it." Wu Yi moved his body, without any nervous expression, as if he didn't care about the short-haired man at all. This battle is inevitable, so he can only Responding with his head held high, the evil blade shone brightly, reflecting his side face, flashing a high-spirited fighting spirit. This fearless and fearless aura was somewhat stronger than that of the short-haired man.

There seems to be no suspense between the monks in the late stage of the Chongshen Realm and the monks in the middle stage of the Blood Transformation Realm. However, it is Wu Yi's powerful aura that makes the short-haired man a little uncertain. The guy in front of him either has his head squeezed by the door , or it is a great ultimate move that is extremely lethal. Judging by Wu Yi's reassuring expression, it obviously belongs to the latter.

However, Yuanli fluctuations cannot be hidden. Wu Yi is indeed a monk in the middle stage of the blood transformation realm. There is no doubt about this, and it also strengthened the confidence of the short-haired man. With a wave of his hand, he gained two more short swords. The man, belonging to the middle-grade spiritual weapon, crossed his hands and cut straight at Wu Yi's throat. The speed was very fast, and he arrived in front of Wu Yi almost in the blink of an eye.

Wu Yi concentrated his attention on the movements of the short-haired man. Because of the substantial increase in the power of his spiritual sense, he was able to keenly grasp the direction and angle of the opponent's attack in the battle, which provided great convenience for melee combat. Almost all three days came back in blood, which also gave him a deeper understanding of the blood-transforming realm, so he just took this opportunity to verify his gains.

"Dang...dang...dang...dang..." The crisp sound of gold and iron clanging was endless, the evil blade and the dagger collided continuously, the surrounding air was torn apart, forming a fierce whirlwind, entwining both sides. A rapidly changing figure, except for Han Xue, who was watching the battle, no one could see what their moves were, only two blurred afterimages were constantly impacting, as if a dragonfly had just touched water, crushed by one touch, but concealed With powerful destructive power, any mistake will cause fatal damage.

"This guy dares to imitate me, how shameless!" Han Xue was surprised to find that Wu Yi's body skills were quite familiar, and he used a short blade, but his moves were somewhat similar to the sword skills passed down by the Han family. Abandoning some fancy figures, what remained was the fiercest attack. I was very shocked. She had practiced this set of swordsmanship since she was a child, and it was only a small success. This guy only read a few articles, and he actually got it The essence, this ability to learn and imitate is too scary!

In fact, this is because Wu Yi stands at a much higher height than Han Xue. Under the fingerprints of the king of the gods, he no longer indulges in the inherent routines and moves, but pays more attention to understanding the essence of attacks. This is not a simple imitation. Instead, he strived for perfection, which made his melee attack greatly improved. This set of attack methods he summed up was named by him as the "God King's Slash", because it all originated from the God King, and he also firmly believed that One day, I will be like a god king, the world will change at the point of the long knife, even the nine-day thunder can be smashed.

"Hiss..." The slight tearing sound was almost instantly blown away by the hurricane set off by Yuanli, but the short-haired man retreated more than ten meters in an instant, showing a shocked expression, because his chest was cut open by the evil blade A long cut, even though it didn't hurt his body, made him break out in a cold sweat. If he retreated a little later, he would have opened his body directly.

"It seems that my new comprehension of moves works well, thank you Miss Han." Wu Yi turned around and sent a bright smile to Han Xue who also found it incredible. If he hadn't met her, it would be impossible to have such a harvest .

"Painting a tiger is not an anti-dog, so I'm so embarrassed!" Han Xue said with a face of disdain, but she knew very well in her heart that this perverted guy has exhausted his essence. If it is only about swordsmanship, she can't take advantage of it .

The short-haired man put away his two swords, all the previous excitement disappeared, and said solemnly: "You are really unusual, today is an eye-opener, and Guo Jing will come again to learn from my brother's brilliant moves."

"Guo Jing, why does it have the same surname as Dongzi? It shouldn't have anything to do with the Guo family!" Wu Yi thought in his heart, and saw him clenched his hands into fists, squatting slightly, and put on an offensive posture again, with golden light all over his body. Circulation, the momentum is constantly rising.

Guo Jing's advantage is that his cultivation level is higher than that of Wu Yi, and the accumulation of Yuanli is naturally much deeper. He cannot gain the upper hand in melee attacks, so he can only suppress Wu Yi with absolute strength.

"Why is this gesture so familiar? Is this kid going to use ancient boxing techniques to compete with me?" Wu Yi didn't dare to be careless, he squeezed the magic trick with his hands, and quickly cast the "Dragon Yin Seal" to summon the blue dragon, and at the same time, the evil The blade melted into it and turned into the "Blood Dragon Seal", confronting Guo Jing from a distance. The fiery red dragon's horns were towering, its scales were shining, and its body was surrounded by blue flames. It was more than 30 meters long and the size of a pair of fists. Longan glared at Guo Jing viciously, let out bursts of low-pitched roars, and was ready to attack at any time.

The printing technique can use the demon spirit to enhance the combat power of the monks, which can just make up for Wu Yi's inferiority in Yuanli. However, the consumption of this kind of printing technique is terrible for Yuanli and spiritual power. If you can't win in a short time, it is equivalent to Yu is looking for a dead end. Except for Niya, no one has seen the "Blood Dragon Seal". Even Han Xue's eyes widened. After all, there are not many seals that can summon a real dragon. The same is true in the world, she is more and more curious about how many secrets this person still has.

The doubts in Guo Jing's heart seem to be no less than Han Xue's. He has never heard of a perverted guy at the gate of hell who can summon a real dragon. With a strong push, he rushed forward, and the golden energy flowed crazily, forming a phantom of a tiger behind his body. The sound of the tiger roared from far to near, and the powerful pressure rushed to the top of Wu Yi's head in an instant.

"Tiger Roaring Fist!" Wu Yi finally confirmed at this moment that Guo Jing was using the "Tiger Roaring Fist", a unique family tradition of the Guo family in Yanjing. It seems that this person belongs to the same branch as Guo Dong, and may be from the Guo family in Yanjing The best, but this is not the time to get close, the tiger has already pounced on him, opened its bloody mouth, trying to swallow him in one gulp, its fingers twirled quickly, and the ready-to-go blood dragon roared loudly and rushed head-on. past.

The tiger is the king of beasts, the natural overlord, whistling in the mountains and forests, possessing the arrogance of the king, the dragon is the lord of all beasts, the undoubted beast, with extraordinary talents, invincible, the encounter between the dragon and the tiger is naturally inevitable The fight, although it was two phantoms of origin force, erupted with powerful power, the waterfall close at hand stopped flowing, and at noon on a clear day, a heavy rain fell for no reason.

The blood dragon that Wu Yi greeted, with its long beard fluttering, and its sharp claws piercing the air, without the hindrance of Xiaohong, turned around and moved freely, and after being perfectly integrated with Juehuo, it became even more fierce. It was only the second time it was cast, but It seemed to be integrated with him, without the slightest jerk, this feeling of connectedness made him feel hearty.

However, it is not so easy to deal with Guo Jing. After all, he is a cultivator in the late stage of Chongshen Realm, and he is also a 'Tiger Roaring Fist'. When he uses it, the power is more than ten times stronger, although Wu Yi is very familiar with it. His moves and routines, but in the face of such a fierce counterattack, still can't gain the slightest advantage. If it goes on like this, the one who will suffer in the end will be himself.

Because the ancient martial art is realized from nature, it is more in line with the way of heaven, and the movement of yuan force is in line with the way of heaven. It still has a smooth feeling of flowing clouds and flowing water when performing it, and the yuan energy consumed is not so terrifying, while printing is the opposite. However, doing so is naturally contrary to Taoism. Although it can explode powerful power, it will not last for a long time. If Wu Yi and Guo Jing are equal in strength, he will naturally have the upper hand at this moment, but his foundation is too weak. A protracted war will have tragic consequences.

Guo Jing, like Wu Yi, has a lot of experience in battles, and soon realized this. He no longer confronted the blood dragon head-on, but started to fight blindly. The blood dragon seemed to be aggressive, but he was still unable to trap Guo Jing's fierce tiger figure, although a bit invincible, but at this time the competition is life and death, the so-called face is not important anymore.

"I didn't expect a monk at the blood-transforming level to force me to make such a choice. If I don't get rid of it today, it will definitely become a serious problem." Guo Jing said secretly in his heart. At the beginning, he tried his best to win Wu Yi. He thought that Juehuo's perverted devouring attribute made him unable to approach at all, and he was basically in a passive position to be beaten. It was impossible to completely trap the blood dragon to deal with Wu Yi. Now he can only use this disgraceful method to make Wu Yi Only by exhausting himself to death can he become the final winner.

Niya might not be able to see the mystery, but Hanxue understood, and couldn't help but want to rush over to help a few times, but she thought that there were two people staring at her side, not daring to act rashly, if she messed up again this time, Then he really has no face to face Wu Yi. Since he wants to be brave, let him deal with it by himself. Anyway, Yuhuan is still on him. Even if he can't win, self-protection is still no problem!

"Your grandpa, it's too unkind!" Wu Yi knew what Guo Jing was planning. Before, he thought that Guo Jing and Guo Dong belonged to the same line, so he didn't intend to kill him, but now he has no choice. Either kill him. , or be killed, there is no third way to go.

With Wu Yi's thought, the blood dragon gave up attacking and circled to the top of Wu Yi's head. Guo Jing took advantage of the momentum to pursue, and with his arms closed, the phantom of the tiger opened its huge mouth, tightly biting the blood dragon's neck, and the blood dragon also Taking advantage of the momentum, he turned around and entangled the tiger tightly. The long body of the dragon circled three times, and the phantom of the tiger was firmly controlled.

"This is your own choice, you can't blame me." Guo Jing shouted excitedly, this is exactly the ending he hoped to see.