"No way, this trick is still coming at such a critical moment of life and death?" Behind him, Long Wudang stared blankly at the little flame. He had suffered a lot from Mu Hanyan and knew that this little flame was definitely not what it looked like. It's so simple, anyone who dares to underestimate it will surely die a miserable death. But at this time, he didn't think that Xiang Qiuzhan would be fooled by such a fool. He even felt that Mu Hanyan's tricks in this life-and-death battle were courting death.
If Mu Hanyan knew what he was thinking, she would definitely cry out for injustice. She never had the idea of showing the enemy to paralyze her opponent with weakness. It started with a small flame, and then came to a gorgeous ending with blazing flames, which made her appear to be treacherous and cunning.
The moment the little flame appeared, Xiang Qiuzhan's huge ink sword suddenly burst into a blue light, deep and vast, as if the gate to the abyss of hell had been opened.
"Roar!" With a roar, a black figure flew out of it.
dragon! That beautiful antlers, graceful figure, sharp four claws, and indestructible scales all over the body, isn't it one of the strongest among the legendary ancient beasts, the dragon!
However, unlike the Shenlong that ordinary people know, this black giant dragon in front of him has no sacred meaning, but is full of death, evil and cruelty.
The magic dragon roared angrily and swirled around Mu Hanyan in the air. In the blink of an eye, the huge and slender black dragon shadow was like a black mist, firmly imprisoning Mu Hanyan in it.
Everyone watched this scene in horror, even Xiang Qiuzhan's gangsters were no exception.
Only now did they know why Xiang Qiuzhan was able to escape the siege of the five great temples, and why so many priests died under his sword, so that the priests of the temple who claimed to be the master of the mainland could not even find his shadow arrive.
Not because of his own strength, but because of his sword, or more precisely, because of the dragon hidden in the sword.
"Master Priest!" An Xiaxin and the others finally came to their senses and exclaimed in unison.
Perhaps, the mythical beast dragon in the legend may not be the ultimate powerhouse in the mainland. The dragon in front of him should be sealed in the giant sword, and it may not be as powerful as in the legend, and the top priest with extraordinary strength may not He is not qualified to compete with him, but no one thinks that Mu Hanyan will have that kind of strength.
"Death, I want you to die, I want your mind and soul to be extinguished, and you will never be able to be reborn forever." Xiang Qiuzhan grinned cruelly, and the giant sword slashed at Mu Hanyan.
Although Mu Hanyan had already guessed that his huge sword was of extraordinary quality, she never thought that there was an ancient dragon sealed in it. She had never even heard of such a dragon existing in the world.
The devil dragon coiled around him, and the black air filled the air. Under the restraint of huge power, Mu Hanyan couldn't move. The long sword that had been cut in half was also frozen in the air, unable to move forward at all.
Only that small flame flew towards Xiang Qiu's huge sword.
But even a fool would know that such a small flame is impossible to stop Xiang Qiuzhan's sword full of hatred, let alone the flame, even if it turns into a huge fireball or a burning spear , all the same can't resist. What was contained in that sword was no longer Xiang Qiuzhan's own power, but the power of the demon dragon.
"Han Yan!" Ling Baobao's face no longer had the usual calmness, his eyes were red, he lifted the Tyrant Dragon Armor and threw it at Xiang Qiuyi.
An Xiaxin and the others were also waking up from a dream, flying towards Mu Hanyan, swiping the long sword in their hands, and releasing a series of magical spells at the same time.
The magic dragon let out a roar, and a black aura gushed out of it like water ripples. An Xiaxin and others' magic spells resolved it, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, while Ling Baobao was shaken together with the Tyrannical Dragon Armor. Have to fly back.
"Master Officiant..." An Xiaxin's feet softened, and she knelt down on one knee. Behind her, she also knelt down in unison.
Ling Baobao stood there, his whole body was cold, and tears rolled down his cheeks.
Xiang Qiuzhan's giant sword was getting closer and closer to Mu Hanyan, filled with black air, and turned into a ferocious dragon's head, opening its bloody mouth, as if to swallow Mu Hanyan in one gulp.
And that weak little flame that seemed to be blown out by a stronger wind flew into the mouth of the magic dragon just at this moment.
Suddenly, the dragon's whole body froze, and Xiang Qiu's murderous sword also froze in the air.
A shocking scene happened, a flame appeared, the ferocious giant head of the demon dragon, like an ice cube under the scorching sun, quickly melted and disappeared, and the seemingly indestructible body covered in scales also appeared in a white Under the burning of the flame, it quickly dissipated.
It feels like watching a paper dragon lantern turn to ashes under the flames, and then drift away with the wind without leaving any traces.
Even the black long sword in Xiang Qiuzhan's hand was no exception, it just turned into nothingness in the blink of an eye.
"This, how is it possible..." Staring blankly at the empty palm, Xiang Qiuzhan was lost in his mind.
It was the last question of his life, and for him, of course, a question that would never be answered.
Because the next moment, the cold sky sword that had lost its restraint had already slashed heavily on his chest, and a flaming spear also appeared at this moment, passing through his chest, and flying him into the air.
"Ah..." Xiang Qiuzhan finally let out a scream, in mid-air, he had been reduced to ashes by the raging flames.
Everyone was stunned. They thought that Mu Hanyan would definitely die, but who knew that such a reversal would happen. The terrifying dragon was defeated by Mu Hanyan so easily, even Zhuge Qiu couldn't resist one of them. Xiang Qiuzhan, the majestic sword, died under Mu Hanyan's sword.
Even though all this happened right in front of their eyes, some people couldn't help but rubbed their eyes, apparently unable to believe what they saw.
"Kill!" Mu Hanyan pointed at the sword and shouted coldly.
She is not a person who kills indiscriminately, but she has seen the brutality and ruthlessness of the bandits with her own eyes, but she will never have the slightest bit of compassion.
Xiang Qiuzhan's gangsters are well-trained, and they are far more terrifying than the Bloodwind Bandits. If they are allowed to escape from Huayu City, once their wings are full, it will be a catastrophe.
Mu Hanyan knew that if he wanted to have stronger strength, he would not be able to stay in Huayu City forever, so he was absolutely unwilling to leave any hidden dangers for them.
It's a pity that urging God to bestow Tianwei is too detrimental, and it consumes a lot of power of divine sense. Using the Eight Desolation God Meteor makes her exhausted, and she can't do it in a short time.
The cold voice resounded across the earth, and the priests and guards of Huayu Temple woke up like a dream, and attacked the rogues on the opposite side.