A slender purple hair is naturally Zi Yan, but the latter's body at this moment is filled with a terrible pressure that makes Xiao Yan's heart throb. A liquid golden sword...,
The Southern Dragon King also stared at his empty arm blankly. After turning into a dragon arm, his body's defense power had reached a very short and terrifying level, even if he was hit hard by a strong man who reached the five-star battle. For one thing, its arm will not be cut off so easily, but
"The Dragon Slaying Sword?! Is it the Dragon Slaying Sword? How can you summon the Slaying Dragon Sword?!"
This sluggishness lasted for a moment, and was finally awakened by the severe pain from the broken arm. The Nanlong King fiercely raised his head, looking at Zi Yan who was walking in the void, and finally his eyes stayed on what the latter was holding. Above the golden liquid sword, the pupils of the eyes suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhole, and a scream of horror, could not help but roar out of his mouth in disbelief. wWw, QuANBEn, Com
On the side, the Xilong King's heart was also trembling, and there was a sense of horror in his originally red eyes. He trembled at the golden liquid long sword in Zi Yan's hand, and finally a touch of it appeared on his face. The meaning of fear.
The Dragon Slaying Sword is not a weapon, but a strong fighting technique among the Taixu ancient dragon clan. This fighting technique can only be displayed by the ancient dragon with the purest royal bloodline. Even their three major dragon kings could not use it, but "They did not expect that the current Ziyan can actually summon him, you know, even the last dragon king." After reaching the strength of the Six-Star Fighting Saint, he was able to reluctantly summon the Dragon Slaying Sword, and now Ziyan is only in the early stage of the Four-Star Fighting Saint!
The Dragon Slaying Sword, as the name suggests, is specially used for slaying dragons. This is a method exclusively used by the Dragon Emperor. Unless the strength is far better than the ancient dragon that casts the Dragon Slaying Sword, any ancient dragon under this sword is like tofu. Fragile.
"Ping Long Sword... ",
On Donglong Island, all the people paused at this moment, raised their heads, and looked at the shadow that stepped on the void with a deep sense of fear. "Even if it is a powerful person like Xuan Mo , The body was trembling uncontrollably. That was the fear and fear in the blood. The Dragon Slaying Sword was the most feared thing in the heart of all Taixu Ancient Dragons.
"His Majesty the Dragon Emperor actually summoned the Dragon Slaying Sword... ",
The many elders of East Dragon Island are also looking at the void with trembling, tears of excitement, and the Dragon Emperor who can summon the Dragon Slaying Sword is the real Dragon Emperor. From then on, Ziyan has the authority to command the ancient dragon clan!
"The Sword of Dragon Slaying Has Been Out" You still don't know who is the real Dragon King. Be careful that the Sword of Dragon Slaying is imminent in the future, there will be no more disaster! "The Great Elder of Donglong Island levitated in midair, pulling a dragon-shaped crutch, and shouted sharply.
Hearing his roar, "Some warriors on the three islands have a slightly changed complexion." Even the three people of Xuan Mo dare not say a word at this moment. The pressure of the Dragon Slaying Sword spreads out of that nothingness. It made them feel like a light on their backs, as if the terrifying thing that slaughtered a dragon like a chicken would suddenly fall and land on their heads.
"Boom!"
Silence enveloped Donglong Island, and after a while, "Finally, the warrior with the three islands could not bear the coercion that originated from the bloodline, and knelt down to the distant void...,
As the first group of people knelt down, not long after, more and more ancient dragons had a choice in their struggle and chose to surrender.
Seeing this scene, the powerful Mishima high-level officials such as Xuanmo gradually paled. They knew that today, the general situation is really gone, and in the future, Donglong Island will inevitably far exceed the three dragon islands...,
"Go!"
When the situation on Donglong Island changed drastically, above the emptiness, King Xilong also forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart. With a roar, his figure instantly retreated, and the King Nanlong on the side was also ignoring his broken arm. , Backed hurriedly with a look of horror.
"The rebellious generation, Slay the Dragon Sword, slay it!"
Ziyan's purple eyes looked at the two retreating indifferently, and a icy voice came from his mouth. Immediately, the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand was slowly raised, and he waved at the West Dragon King.
A sword swung down, as if there was a kind of strange wave, from the tip of the sword, it spread out like lightning.
When the sword was swung down, King Xilong was also aware. The fear in his eyes was even greater. A low growl came from his mouth. Suddenly, his head, body, arms, and most of his body were all surging. The upper layer of dragon scales, these dragon scales glow with a strange luster, as if they are indestructible
However, these seemingly extremely powerful defenses collapsed and disintegrated directly after a breath. The strange energy that radiated from the Dragon Slaying Sword passed through the void on its body lightly.
"Shit!"
The wave passed by, and the face of Xilong King instantly paled, a mouthful of blood was spit out, and his head was bowed in horror, but he saw "a huge and hideous wound, sliding down from his shoulder, straight from his waist, where The hard dragon scales covered are like tofu, split in two, the cracks are extremely smooth, and behind the dragon scales, blood rolls out like a stream, vaguely Mai Nengbei jumps into its body Viscera.
One sword, the West Dragon King was seriously injured, and the power of the Dragon Slaying Sword was indeed terrifying to Taixu Ancient Dragon.
"what!!"
The screams of screams, in an instant, sounded from the mouth of the King Xilong, and the pain deep into the bone marrow made his body tremble fiercely, and his dizziness constantly impacted his mind.
The Nanlong King who was not far from King Xilong saw this scene, his hands and feet were cold, and he swallowed fiercely. At this time, he didn't have any thoughts of saving people. His only thought now. Just to leave here quickly, the pressure of the Dragon Slaying Sword almost made him collapse.
"Goo..."
Xiao Yan also swallowed, and his heart was shocked. He had personally experienced how terrifying the defenses of these three guys were. Even his strongest Destroying Fire Lotus just caused them to suffer injuries. But with Zi Yan's fluttering sword, he almost killed King Xilong directly.
"Run away!"
King Nanlong roared, his body retreated violently, and King Xilong also understood that there was only one dead end left, and he covered the hideous wound in his chest, arrogantly moved his body's fighting spirit, and violently retreated.
"territory"
Next to Xiao Yan, Zi Yan slowly walked by. She looked at the two escaped with indifferent eyes. The Dragon Slaying Sword in her hand was raised again and then swiped down.
At the moment when his sword was drawn, Xiao Yan suddenly saw that in Zi Yan’s long purple hair, there was suddenly a small strand that turned into a gray color...,
"This Dragon Slaying Sword is consuming Zi Yan's vitality!" Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan's heart suddenly shook.
"You want to kill everything, this king will fight with you!"
Seeing that Zi Yan was drawing another sword, Xilong King and Nanlong King suddenly felt a sense of death approaching in their hearts. Now they are both seriously injured. With this sword, it must be a lot of bad luck, and the previous experience is also too good. Tell them that they couldn't escape under the Dragon Slaying Sword, and the two of them were also forced to go crazy at the moment, a big mouthful of pale golden blood suddenly spurted from their mouths.
"Dragon Emperor Bell!"
The golden blood quickly melted away in front of the two of them, and then turned into a huge golden clock that was dozens of feet tall, wrapping the two of Xilong King into it.
"money!"
The giant golden clock had just taken shape, and the strange fluctuations were lightning flashes, and finally heavy bombardment on the giant golden clock.
"boom"
There was a loud sound, and the golden clock suddenly appeared in circles of violent ripples, even in the horrified eyes of the two Xilong Kings, it exploded.
"laugh!"
The golden clock exploded, and the remaining fluctuations had already affected the two dragon kings. At the moment, one leg of the two of them flew directly off. In just a few minutes, the two dragon kings became disabled dragon kings. …,
"Rebels are worthy to use the power of the Dragon Emperor?" Looking at the extremely miserable two, Zi Yan also set off a sneer on his cheeks, and the Dragon Sword in his hand was relentlessly drawn down again.
"Pouch"
The sword didn't draw smoothly. Just halfway through the lift, Zi Yan's body trembled, and a mouthful of dark golden blood spurted out of his mouth, his complexion also pale.
However, although the sword was not completely drawn down, there was still a wave of fluctuations, and it quickly swept towards the two Nanlong Kings." And in a state of serious injury, the two can only feel the horror and fear that they are getting closer and closer. fluctuation.
"call out!"
However, just when the two of them were about to be caught by the wave of waves, a figure swept over like lightning. It was the North Dragon King who had never appeared before. He grabbed the shoulders of the two and directly one. The golden blood spurted out, the speed skyrocketed, and a few flashes disappeared into the void space.
"what!"
Soon after the figure disappeared, there was a scream in the direction of fleeing, and it was obvious that he had not escaped the chase of that strange wave.
"The three dragon kings are defeated..."
Seeing the three figures fleeing in embarrassment, the bodies of Xuanmo and others on Donglong Island suddenly became cold, and immediately their bodies rose from the ground and fled in all directions at the same time as some of the Mishima elders. Time, staying again, it's going to die
"What a horrible sword... ",
Xiao Yan looked at the disappearing figures of the North Dragon King, and immediately turned his eyes to the liquid-like long sword in Zi Yan's hand, and couldn't help taking a breath of cold air in his heart.