He Has a Dragon

The people who know you best in this world are often not your relatives and friends, but your life and death enemies. ,

Hong Burang's guess was indeed correct. At the moment when the Locking Formation was destroyed by the aftermath of the confrontation between Honghuang and Nan Huaiyuan, Young Master Wang, who was squatting on the ground and swinging his fists to destroy the formation flag, looked like a morning-lost man. The cheetah was ready to go. He kicked the ground with both feet and shot out without any hesitation. It was clean and neat.

"ah"

With a scream, one of Zhang Chenzhou's arms was cut off by Hong Wan's natal magical weapon, the ghost head as black as ink, and his entire left arm was cut off, and blood was thrown into the sky.

Zhang Chenzhou quickly exited the broken lock formation. At the same time, he quickly touched the large wound on his left shoulder and activated the innate power in his Dantian to gather the wound and stop the blood spurting out of his body.

At this time, Zhang Chenzhou's natal magic weapon, the ghost-headed sword without a handle, was also blocked in front of him, creating a curtain of swords to resist the black ghost-headed sword that was pursuing the victory.

Young Master Wang, who had escaped from the melee, did not forget to look back and happened to see Zhang Chenzhou, who was forced into a state of embarrassment by Hong Wan and Hong Gu, just like him, turned around and ran away in another direction.

But how could the two elders of the Hong family make Zhang Chenzhou's wish come true? Hong Gu's natal magic weapon, the scarlet ghost-headed sword, caught up from behind and combined with the two jet-black ghost-headed swords to break through the opening. The sword curtain formed by the handleless long sword of Chen Zhou

As Zhang Chen was running away, blood spurted out from a mouthful of blood. The handleless long knife, his natal magic weapon, was quickly recalled. Then he saw his remaining one-arm right hand holding the end of the long knife. The sharp blade sank into the bones and blood flowed across it, staining the blade red.

Zhang Chenzhou held tightly the handleless long sword, his natal magic weapon, which was stained with blood and emitted a strange scarlet light with one hand. He turned around suddenly and slashed at Hong Wan and Hong Gu who were chasing after them.

"Blood Sea Sword Killing Style"

"Slash the Nine Heavens of the Galaxy with a Sword"

As Zhang Chen roared in anger, the handleless long sword he swung emitted a huge white sword light that was about ten feet long and one foot wide. It was extremely cold and struck Hong Wan and Hong Gu with a bang.

At the same time, when he saw Zhang Chen on Monday, his entire physical body seemed to be deflated from a balloon, completely deflated and became even older, as if he had aged twenty years.

Hong Wan and Hong Gu looked horrified. They didn't expect that Zhang Chenzhou, who was at the end of the road and was seriously injured, could still use such a killing and attacking sword style.

In the flash of lightning, Hong Wan and Hong Gu waved their hands at the same time, and saw two red and black ghost-head knives in the air colliding with each other and forming a cross shape, spinning and stirring.

"Tornado Killing Knife"

The two elders of the Hong family shouted in unison,

I saw two ghost-headed swords in the air, emitting red and black sword lights about ten feet long, twisting together.

"Boom boom boom"

The tornado formed by the red and black sword light seemed to be able to swallow up the heaven and the earth. At this moment, it faced the huge white sword light that was coming to kill. Attack against attack, kill against kill, no less impressive.

At this moment, Wang Le, who had fled far away, felt the earth trembling. The mixed sword energy stirred up strong winds, directly lifting the big trees on the side of the nearby road.

"I'm done with it"

The invisible Wang Le couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the offensive and killing in front of him, took a breath of air, and murmured to himself.

Before Wang Le had time to reflect on the swordsman confrontation between the two elders of the Hong family and Zhang Chenzhou, Honghuang and Nan Huaiyuan in another place also came to a critical juncture.

"The Infinite Sword of Heaven and Earth separates Yin and Yang."

Nan Huaiyuan, who was already fighting to the point of madness, shouted loudly, swung his mahogany-colored Taoist sword in the air, and instantly swung out sword rays to form an invisible sword net to cover Honghuang.

At this time, he saw Honghuang's dark junior high school face like a Vajra Angry Buddha. He looked up and looked at the sword net covering his head. He opened his mouth and let out a roar. At the same time, he took the golden ghost-headed sword from the air and held it tightly. live

"Shatter the Sky"

Honghuang shouted loudly, and the golden sword light emitted from the golden bald sword he held tightly in both hands suddenly surged more than ten feet, slashing into the invisible sword network in the sky.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng"

"Bah"

In an instant, the sword light shattered the sword net and rushed out. After a pause, he slashed towards Nan Huaiyuan.

At this moment, Honghuang also moved.

Seeing him suddenly dodging, Nan Huaiyuan felt his eyes blurred, and a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart.

At this time, Honghuang seemed to suddenly disappear, ignoring the distance between him and Nan Huaiyuan, as if he could travel through space, and even surpassed the golden sword light he used to reach behind the opponent.

Caught off guard, Nan Huaiyuan's hair suddenly stood up, and the innate power in his body rumbled. He instantly used ancient defense techniques, and his whole body was enveloped in a layer of gray light. At the same time, he wanted to hide to the side, trying to avoid the prehistoric surprise attack.

In the room of lightning and flint, I saw Honghuang using his fists as weapons, using the ancient martial arts handed down by his family, and his fists were wrapped in golden light and smashed straight into Nan Huaiyuan's back.

Nan Huaiyuan, who was not fully prepared, had no time to dodge. After all, his speed slowed down to a line, and he was firmly hit by Honghuang's peak fists with all his strength.

"Click, click, click, click."

Under both fists, the defensive shield protecting Nan Huaiyuan shattered instantly.

"Puff"

When Nan Huaiyuan spurted a mouthful of blood, Honghuang's fists also broke through the opponent's ancient defense and hit him on the back. He heard a dense crackling sound of bones breaking.

Nan Huaiyuan, whose robe was stained with blood and whose skin was torn open by Honghuang's fists and whose internal bones were broken, sank directly from the air and fell straight to the ground.

How could Honghuang stop at this time? Of course he had to pursue the victory. He dodged again and fell to the ground first. At the same time, the golden ghost-headed sword, his life weapon, also appeared in his hand. He raised it and fell from the top. Nan Huaiyuan, who was seriously injured, struck over.

At this critical moment, Nan Huaiyuan breathed a sigh of relief to stop his fall, moved to the side, and with a thought in his mind, the Dao sword floating not far away in the air returned to his hand, and he swung the sword light to block Honghuang's strike. , the whole person also rebounded and was thrown high into the sky.

Upon seeing this, Honghuang, who had just fallen to the ground, jumped up, carrying the golden ghost-headed sword, his natal magic weapon, and chased him high into the sky towards Nan Huaiyuan.

Nan Huaiyuan, who was seriously injured, followed closely by Honghuang, who was full of fighting spirit. In shock, he finally wanted to retreat. Because his skills were inferior to others, the life-extending fruit seemed to be out of reach for him.

The whole process of this back-and-forth confrontation seemed slow, but in fact it started and ended in the blink of an eye, which made Wang Le, who was watching the battle from a distance, dizzy.

"I didn't expect that this remnant's martial arts cultivation level was even higher than that of the poor Taoist, and his skills were even more bizarre. He accidentally caught the Tao and was defeated by him," Nan Huaiyuan thought to himself with bitterness in his heart. ~Search the basket color to read the following chapters in full

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