Swallow Dragon King

Chapter 489 Dead (Fourth)
At this moment, the audience was silent, deathly silence, pervading this space.

Everyone was completely shocked, dumbfounded, unable to react for a long time.

Elder Mo Tian was defeated, so quickly and so thoroughly that he lost his life here, and was directly beheaded by Li Changkong's extremely powerful sword.

Elder Mo Tian has even used the Blood Fiend Sword, bursting out the Blood Fiend Sword Intent, has done his best, can be called the most powerful peak existence under the Taoist platform, and was easily defeated by Li Changkong, then Li Changkong's strength, How strong should it be?

Everyone present was dumbfounded, and the shock in their eyes could not be concealed. They couldn't believe that the situation of the battle would be so one-sided.

Luo Jiuyou, the smile on his face at this moment was completely frozen, looking at Li Changkong in front of him, it was like seeing a ghost!
Many Dongji Sword Sect disciples were all pale, like mourning concubine, seeing Li Changkong's extremely fierce gaze, all of them trembled and stepped back.

The middle-aged scribe Zhou Hao had an incomparably stiff expression at the moment. Earlier, he was threatening that Li Changkong would be instantly killed with a single move, but in the blink of an eye, Elder Mo Tian died, and his body fell from the sky. The scene of blood falling formed an extremely strong irony.

This result was too unexpected, and it was unexpected by everyone.

"Tsk tsk, you're too weak, how dare a weak chicken dare to be arrogant in front of the boss?"

Jiaolong, on the other hand, was triumphant, raising his claws, and the dragon's eyes were full of contempt.

"Then who, weren't you very arrogant before? Now, Benlong wants to teach you a lesson, boy, do you dare to accept the move?"

Jiaolong rushed straight out and rushed towards the direction where many Dongji Sword Sect disciples were. He was so murderous that he never paid attention to Luo Jiuyou and other Dongji Sword Sect disciples.

Although Luo Jiuyou's face turned pale with anger, at this moment, he was speechless. Now that even Elder Mo Tian was defeated, there was no way he could stop Li Changkong!

Bad luck!

At this moment, he doesn't have much mood to fight with Jiaolong.

"Boy, don't dare to speak anymore? Let Benlong send you on your way!"

Flooding dragon won't let anyone down, he rushed straight out, the speed is extremely fast.

"Luo Jiuyou, don't say I won't give you a chance, if you can defeat my mount, I will let you leave safely!"

On the side, Li Changkong raised his eyebrows and looked at Luo Jiuyou in the distance, his eyes were full of teasing.

"This is what you said, Li Changkong, I hope you can keep your promise!"

As the voice fell, Luo Jiuyou's eyes lit up, filled with hope. He originally thought that he was doomed. After all, even Elder Mo Tian died tragically on the spot. They couldn't stop Li Changkong at all.

But now, Li Changkong's words rekindled his hope. It was not too difficult for him to defeat this dragon and save his life.

Whoa!

On his body, a bright sword light erupted immediately. Although this person's swordsmanship was far inferior to Mo Tian's, it was no small matter, and with the cultivation of the sixth level of Linghai, it was not weak at all.

At this moment, many disciples of the Dongji Sword Sect rekindled hope one by one, looking at Luo Jiuyou with anticipation in their eyes.

"Senior Brother Luo, beat this dragon to the ground, it is too hateful!"

"That's right, Senior Brother Luo, you can definitely do it!"

These Dongji Sword Sects spoke out one after another, cheering for Luo Jiuyou.

Luo Jiuyou's face was full of arrogance, Li Changkong was no match for him, but Li Changkong's mount was nothing more than Li Changkong's mount, if he couldn't even defeat Li Changkong's mount, he would be ashamed, even if it was himself , all have no face to face the people around them.

scoff!

The sword light slashed down suddenly, and within that sharp sword light, there was actually a chilly aura, flashes of cold light flickered, and an astonishing combat power erupted.

"too weak!"

Jiaolong laughed loudly, stretched out his claws lightly, only heard the sound of clang, the sword light and Jiaolong's claws collided fiercely, and the flames splashed everywhere.

The sword in Luo Jiuyou's hand stopped completely in mid-air, and it was impossible to break through before the dragon's claws.

He gritted his teeth and almost exerted all his strength, but at the moment, it was useless.

There was a swipe on his face, and there was no blood at all. This flood dragon was so powerful that it felt like he was facing Elder Mo Tian.

Powerful, invincible!
At this moment, his eyes were full of despair. He couldn't believe it. How could a flood dragon, just Li Changkong's mount, be so powerful?

At this moment, the eyes of the people around are also flickering, and the shock in their hearts is even worse.

They could tell that this flood dragon was extremely tyrannical, even the talented elder Mo Tian might not be able to defeat this flood dragon.

Now, this flood dragon is obviously playing with Luo Jiuyou, otherwise, with the ferocious strength of this flood dragon, that claw just now would be enough to slap Luo Jiuyou to death!
All the people present were stunned!

"Quack, you Dongji Swordsman, you are too trash!"

"Forget it, all of you Dongji Sword Sect disciples, go together, as long as you defeat Benlong, Benlong will let the boss let you go!"

Jiaolong spoke again, his contempt and disdain made all the disciples of Dongji Sword Sect present turn pale with anger.

"Go!"

Among the disciples of Dongji Sword Sect, some people shouted loudly, and immediately, these disciples of Dongji Sword Sect all made moves one after another, using fierce killing moves to kill Jiaolong.

They all understood that at this point, the only chance to survive is to defeat this flood dragon!

Therefore, each of them exploded with [-]% of their combat power, and they charged towards the dragon with murderous aura.

"It's too weak, it's not fun at all, I won't play with you."

Jiaolong chuckled, and then, the golden figure, like a mountain, directly crushed and swept towards it.

Bah bah bah bah...

One by one, the disciples of the Dongji Sword Sect were knocked out one after another. Their chests were like being hit by a boulder. I don't know how many ribs in their chests were broken. They vomited blood in the air one by one, and their faces were pale.

Hera!

Afterwards, Jiaolong grabbed another claw, and this claw had a golden light piercing the sky, and the sharp light suddenly fell towards Luo Jiuyou.

"what!"

Luo Jiuyou let out an incomparably shrill howling sound, his golden claws directly ripped open his stomach, and blood flowed continuously. The number one arrogance of the Dongji Sword Sect also stepped into the footsteps of Elder Mo Tian and died.

This flood dragon, with its own strength, is extremely tyrannical, and it swallows the dragon pill, stimulates the blood, refines many elixir, and its strength is so strong that it is difficult for a warrior of the ninth level of the spiritual sea to block its claws, let alone Luo Jiuyou only has the strength of the sixth level of Linghai.

(End of this chapter)