Swallow Dragon King

Chapter 490 Just passing by (fifth)

Seeing Luo Jiuyou's tragic death on the spot, those Dongji Sword Sect disciples trembled all over, scared out of their wits.

This flood dragon is extremely ferocious, even Senior Brother Luo Jiuyou can't resist the claws of this flood dragon, so even if they all fight together, it will be useless at all.

"escape!"

The eyes of these Dongji Sword Sect disciples flickered, and they all turned around and fled in all directions.

"Want to leave? Have you asked Ben Long?"

Jiaolong sneered again and again. It was ferocious by nature. During this period of time, it followed Li Changkong and witnessed Li Changkong's killing all the way, and he was tainted with a powerful murderous aura. How could he let these Dongji Sword Sect disciples go?
Whoops!

Flood Dragon's huge body rushed out with a whistling roar, and chased after him. His golden claws fell, one claw at a time, incomparably crisp.

The people around were all stunned. What kind of battle was this? It was simply a one-sided crush, pure massacre.

These Dongji Sword Sect disciples are too miserable!

But at this moment, Li Changkong's gaze was cold. He strode out and swept over the people around him one by one.

These people were all invited by Elder Mo Tian. I'm afraid they all have bad intentions and should be killed!

Soon, his eyes fell on the middle-aged scribe Zhou Hao.

Among these people, this person is undoubtedly the most happiest dancer. He once threatened in public that he would be instantly killed by Mo Tian with one move.

Da da da!
Li Changkong strode out and walked towards the middle-aged scribe Zhou Hao.

"Ok?"

"not good!"

"Li Changkong came over, what does he want to do?"

……

The faces of the people around Zhou Hao, a middle-aged scribe, turned pale, their eyes were full of vigilance and panic, and bad thoughts flashed in their hearts.

As for the middle-aged scholar Zhou Hao, his face was even paler, and he stepped back again and again. At the same time, he raised his head and shouted: "Li Changkong, what do you want?"

"kill you!"

Li Changkong spat out two words coldly, with a murderous look on his body.

"Li Changkong, don't be too crazy. There are countless strong people here. Who do you think you are, dare to be an enemy to everyone?"

Zhou Hao, a middle-aged scribe, sensed the murderous intent on Li Changkong, and couldn't help but turn paler. He stepped back again and again, pointed at Li Changkong, and reprimanded him angrily.

"Hmph, the reason you all came here is to watch me die under Elder Mo Tian's hands. If that's the case, why should I be polite to you?"

Li Changkong snorted coldly, this middle-aged scholar wants to incite other people to attack him together!
But he has no fear at all, even if everyone joins hands, so what?

In the sea of ​​​​death, he alone fought against the powerhouses of the three Daotai realms, and more than 20 island owners, all of whom were at the peak of the Ninth Layer of the Spirit Sea. He was not afraid of that battle, so what are these people?
If you want to fight, then fight, he doesn't mind, he will bury everyone here!
On Li Changkong's body, there was a murderous aura, awe-inspiring and almost solid.

"If you want to fight, I, Li Changkong, am happy to accompany you!"

The voice fell, and it was loud and powerful.

Facing the rolling murderous aura on Li Changkong's body, all the people present were stunned. They couldn't help but recall the powerful scene of Li Changkong beheading Mo Tian just now, they couldn't help but feel palpitations, no one dared to go forward.

At this moment, Zhou Hao, the middle-aged scribe, felt extremely bitter in his heart. With his strength, it was absolutely impossible for him to be Li Changkong's opponent.

Whoa!

Li Changkong shot directly, he rushed out like lightning, his speed was astonishingly fast, the naked eye couldn't catch his figure at all, and he appeared directly in front of Zhou Hao.

"So fast!"

The people around saw Li Changkong's ghostly body, and couldn't help shrinking their pupils, and their hearts were even more shocked.

And the middle-aged scribe Zhou Hao retreated even more quickly. In his desperation, he suddenly unleashed a powerful killing move, and a long sword appeared in his hand. The blade rotated, and then, suddenly stabbed out!

"Stir up the situation!"

Zhou Hao shouted loudly, and suddenly, the sword light spun sharply, forming an astonishing airflow, and the breath was surging.

This style of swordsmanship is [-]% similar to the sword whirling storm in Longwu swordsmanship.

It's a pity that Li Changkong at this moment is too powerful, he is simply crushing, he has no fear, and directly punches out!
"A sword in your hand that you can shake with your fist?"

At this moment, the middle-aged scribe saw that Li Changkong was using his fist to shake his own sword light, and was immediately overjoyed. This guy is too underestimating the enemy. How can a human body resist the incomparably sharp sword light?
"die!"

His confidence suddenly soared. No matter how powerful the opponent is, it is impossible to resist his sharp sword light with flesh and blood.

However, the next moment, Li Changkong chuckled, and the power of a dragon and tiger erupted from his fist. The mighty power shook the void, and that amazing power swept out.

blah blah blah!
In the face of this absolute power, all sword lights were annihilated, and even the sword in his hand was broken inch by inch and turned into scrap iron!
"No, how is this possible?"

Zhou Hao, a middle-aged scribe, was terrified, and his eyes were ashen.

boom!
The next moment, a powerful force erupted directly, and his body flew out like a kite with a broken string. He couldn't resist at all, his body exploded, and blood spattered.

One punch!

Incomparably crisp and neat!
Everyone present felt awe-inspiring, this Li Changkong was too powerful to resist.

Those who had ridiculed Li Changkong before all lowered their heads at this moment, not daring to meet Li Changkong's eyes at all, for fear of being targeted by Li Changkong like Zhou Hao.

In the current situation, Li Changkong simply swept away, staring at everyone to death.

"You are still here, are you going to fight me, Li Changkong?"

Li Changkong glanced around, and his words were unparalleled in domineering.

"No, no, the Holy Son is so mighty, we wait, there is absolutely no intention to offend the Holy Son!"

"Yes, Shengzi Mingjian, we are all just passing by."

"Yes, yes, yes, we are all just passing by."

……

The people around, one by one, all shook their heads and quickly denied it. Nonsense, now, who dares to fight this holy son?
I'm afraid that in the entire southern region, there are not many people who can fight this holy son, and only the top ten sect masters may be able to fight Li Changkong. After all, the top ten sect masters, then But they are all existences in the Daotai realm.

Their cultivation is much stronger than Mo Tian's, and the Daotai powerhouses are also the real background of the top ten sects. It is precisely because of the Daotai realm powerhouses that they can become the top ten sects!
(End of this chapter)