The First Dragon of All Ages

Whoosh! ......

Hua Zheyun attacked again. The dragon-slaying gun in his hand was like an evil dragon, suddenly stabbing, and the tip of the gun sprayed out bright black spiritual power, turning into a bowl of pitch black light, like stars. Covering all the vitals of Long Qingchen's body, firmly lock his breath and seal all the escape routes!

"The Tantai family really values ​​you, your unpassed grandson-in-law, and even the town martial arts "Eight Styles of Slaying the Dragon" have been passed on to you."

When at Lingwu Academy, Long Qingchen had fought against Tantai Qianer, and she had seen Tantai Qian'er perform this special martial art to restrain the dragon clan. Hua Zheyun's martial art was impressively in the "Eight Forms of Slaying Dragons". The first type: the stars fall.

Roar! ......

He didn't mean to evade at all, the Nine Layers of Crazed Dragon Realm erupted, and the "Nine Invasion Dragon Artillery" turned to the extreme, and a loud dragon roar came out of his body, like an ancient war dragon awakening.

Hum! ......

At the same time, "Anonymous Cultivation Method" is also running at an extremely fast speed, demonstrating the dual cultivation base of the True Martial Realm.

He lifted up the power of the Azure Dragon with his left hand, unleashing the palm of the Tyrant Ten Thousand Dragons, and deriving the power of 36 dragons!

The right hand is surging with nine-color spiritual power, playing one of the top martial arts of the unnamed technique-Jiuji Daoquan!

boom! boom! boom! ......

Crush the pitch-black light clusters, burst out bright light, and tremble with a dull loud noise!

Click!

The Dragon Slaying Spear in Hua Zheyun's hand shattered, coughing up blood in his mouth, and it flew out!

On the other hand, Long Qingchen's body just shook, did not take a step back, obviously, occupying an absolute advantage!

"He actually has spiritual power, and moreover, it is still nine-color spiritual power!"

"In this way, he is not a pure-blood dragon, but a dragon, and only human martial arts can cultivate spiritual power."

"In the battle three days ago, he drew a tie between the nine-fold cultivation base of the Mad Dragon Realm and the six-fold cultivation base of the True Martial Realm. , In addition to the ninth level of the crazy dragon realm, he also has the second level of spiritual power in the true martial realm. No wonder the strength is so strong!"...

The disciples of the Dragon Clan and the Dragon Slaying Family are all staring at Long Qingchen’s nine-color spiritual power, eyes full of deep jealousy. The power of each attribute has a different color, and nine colors mean that it has nine colors. Kind of attribute!

Long Jinxuan'er's beautiful eyes were indifferent. Obviously, she was very aware of Long Qingchen's strength and was not surprised.

Long Jin Zhantian said sourly, "Although I can't understand this kid, but I have to admit that this kid's talent is a bit against the sky..."

"Come again!"

Hua Zheyun roared, he no longer had the dragon-slaying spear in his hand, the dark spiritual power transformed into a dragon-slaying spear, and once again launched an impact, displaying the second form of the eight dragon-slaying styles: the rise of the big star.

Hum! ......

The tip of the gun sprayed out black light clusters, which merged into one, turning into a pitch-black light cluster as large as a grinding plate, like a big star, hitting Long Qingchen's chest straight!

Boom! ......

Long Qingchen did not change his moves, he was still the Devil's Ten Thousand Dragon Palm and Nine Ji Dao Fist, shattering the big star, and flying him again!

Bang!

Hua Zheyun's body was like a meteorite, hitting the **** enchantment on the edge of the compass, rippling, and falling down. He got up with difficulty, his face was pale, his standing was unstable, he was crumbling, and he was already seriously injured!

"Death duel, that's it!"

Tantai Hengtian's discoloration changed suddenly and rushed towards the compass, however, it was blocked by the **** enchantment and could not enter.

"I disagree."

Long Jin Ruiming sneered. Only when the dragons and the Dragon Slayer family agreed to stop, the **** enchantment would be opened, otherwise, no one would be able to open it, "When you disciples of the Dragon Slaying family killed our dragon disciples, I didn’t see you stand up to stop it, why? Do you feel bad now?"

Tantai Hengtian anxiously said, "Zheyun is the first genius of the young generation of our three dragon slayer families, and carries the hope of the future of the three dragon slayer families. He can't die!"

Long Jin Ruiming said coldly, "Does our Dragon disciple deserve to die?"

Tantai Hengtian was silent for a moment and said beyond doubt, "In any case, Zheyun can't die. It is indeed our fault to prevent the death duel from the Dragon Slayer family. Our Dragon Slayer family is willing to pay some price in exchange for Zheyun's life!"

"No way."

Long Jinrui was angry, "Death duel is a death duel. One side or both sides can die before it can end. Otherwise, no one can stop it. We dragons don’t need compensation from your dragon slaying family."

The horizontal sky of Tantai was as gray as dead, a little bit depressed.

The dozens of powerful elders and disciples of the Dragon Slayer family are also silent. No matter what record the Dragon Slayer family has achieved in the first twenty-nine games, the fall of the talent on the first day means that the Dragon Slayer family is in the wheel of death. Lost completely.

"I haven't cultivated the third style of the eight dragon-slaying styles, otherwise, I will never lose to you."

Hua Zheyun smiled miserably, his eyes a little lonely.

Long Qingchen looked indifferent, "To lose is to lose. Don't make any excuses, don't let me look down on you."

Hua Zheyun laughed at himself, "Indeed, I don't need any excuses, I lost."

Long Qingchen thought of Tantai Qian'er and asked, "Do you have any last words that I can bring to Tantai Qian'er?"

Hua Zheyun looked sad, "I started practicing at the age of six, entered the Xiaowu state at the age of ten, reached the Xuanwu state at the age of eleven, and can break through a great state almost every year. By the age of twenty, I have reached the nine peaks of the true martial state. The fairyland is only one step away. In the same generation, I have never failed. I originally planned to marry Qian'er and make her a strong woman after she became famous. However, I did not expect that this defeat would be a death in battle, so I Never thought about today’s situation."

Long Qingchen listened quietly, not eager to make a move, planning to wait for him to finish.

Hua Zheyun stared blankly in the direction of the Wild Ancient Dragon Territory. Qian'er was there and became a prisoner of the Dragon Clan. His future life and death were uncertain, and he muttered to himself, "This short twenty years has been my brilliant life. There is nothing to regret, but the only one owes Qian'er."

Long Qingchen remained silent, his cultivation path was full of ups and downs. In each generation, countless geniuses have risen like comets. However, how many of them can truly become strong?

The vast majority of geniuses have fallen on the path of the strong, passing fast like a comet.

Undoubtedly, until now, Hua Zheyun was the most talented young generation genius he had killed, and he was going to kill an evil genius.

He has no choice.

Kill other geniuses, or be killed by other geniuses!

He is more willing to choose the former!

"I heard Qian'er said that when she was in Lingwu Academy, she and you became very good friends. If, I mean, if you like her a little bit in your heart, then marry her and treat her well. She is A good girl, tell her for me that her brother Zheyun has tried his best, but has fallen on the path of the strong."

After that, Hua Zheyun slowly closed his eyes, "Come on, let me die under your dragon's claws, the most dignified way to die as a dragon slayer."

Tantai Hengtian, dozens of senior experts and disciples of the Dragon Slaying Family all had red eyes, but they couldn't stop them. This is the rule of death roulette.

"I will tell her for you~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Long Qingchen nodded slightly, his left hand raised the power of the blue dragon, and his right hand condensed the nine-color spiritual power.

Whoosh! ......

Just as he was about to make a final blow to Hua Zheyun, Hua Zheyun suddenly opened his eyes, his figure flickered, disappeared in place, and instantly appeared behind Long Qingchen, the dark spiritual power turned into a shot. The dragon spear suddenly pierced Long Qingchen's back!

"You are too careless!"

"I said, I will do my best!"

"As a dragon slayer, I will never give up any opportunity!"

"Die!"

Hua Zheyun sneered.

The tip of the gun easily tore the clothes behind Long Qingchen and plunged in!

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