School flower's personal dragon

"Come on kid, let you know how powerful I am as a soul-shaman,"

Soul Shaman sneered secretly, a stern cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he took out a round moon scimitar with faint blue luster, and slashed at Yang Dagen across the air.

Blue-level witchcraft, refined to the highest level, will not show brilliance on the witchcraft, but will appear in a hidden state. Yang Dagen looked at the witchcraft of Soul Shaman and was also secretly surprised.

"It seems that Soul Shaman has cultivated to the peak state of the blue level, and will soon break through to the black level. His combat power is more than a star and a half stronger than the witch bear,"

Silently muttering to himself, Yang Dagen felt the combat power of Wu Hun's knife, and he could definitely kill himself alive, but he still held the Kunyuan sword to kill him.

"Thunder Sword Qi, kill me to see if his sword Qi is stronger or mine is stronger,"

"Hahaha, you are looking for your own death," Seeing that Yang Dagen didn't dodge or evade the attack, Wu Hun unconsciously let out a sneer, and seeing that Yang Dagen was already dead.

"Hehe," Yang Dagen sneered, feeling very upset, and swearing in his heart, calling your sister, who is looking for death will only be known by the winner.

call out.

The thunderous sword aura pierced through the cold and silent plateau world, and let out a muffled thunderous sound, turning into a deep blue dragon of true qi, slashing straight at the saber aura from Soul Shaman.

Chi Chi,,.

The flames burst out in all directions, and the sword and saber qi slashed together.

"puff,"

"puff,"

After a stalemate for about three seconds, Yang Dagen and Wu Hun both had hideous faces, their blood vessels were swollen and their veins were bulging, and finally they couldn't hold on at the same time, and they all vomited blood and shot back.

With a plop, Soul Shaman smashed down a huge rock mountain at the top of Duantou Mountain, which was as big as a three-story building, but was completely destroyed by human power.

On the other hand, Yang Dagen tossed in mid-air for three weeks, and landed on the ground smoothly. He wiped the corners of his mouth and smiled very excitedly. It turned out that he had finally figured out the explosive power of the strongest strike of Thunder Sword.

"The combat strength of Soul Shaman is probably in the late stage of the fourth level of true energy, and should not be lower than the fifth level of true energy. I can knock him down with a single sword strike. It seems that Thunder Sword is really incredible. I don't know where Hitler came from. The ancient bloodline you got is too strong, you have to study it after you go back, "

Yang Dagen was secretly surprised, but at the same time he was also a little distressed, because the most powerful blow of Thunder Swordsmanship consumes a lot of energy. He estimated that he could only use the sword just four times at most.

Boom, Soul Shaman rushed out of the pile of rocks with disheveled hair, his face was in a mess, bleeding from his mouth and nose, he stared at Yang Dagen with incomparable resentment.

"Despicable, you have always been hiding your strength, no wonder Wu Xiong was killed by you, even I underestimated you just now, but after that, you won't feel so good,"

Yang Dagen sneered, "It's nothing to play lip service, if you want to kill me, just do it." While speaking, cunning flashed in his eyes, and he was ready to use the teleportation ring to perform his ultimate move at any time.

"Don't worry, I will definitely kill you, and I won't let you leave here alive," Soul Shaman sneered coldly, with a sly gleam in his eyes, he secretly activated the black-level Xuanming Armor given to him by his ancestor Wu Ming , Immediately, his whole body was enveloped by a more powerful source of poisonous Gu Qi, and even the power of the Zhanhundao in his hand more than doubled.

The power more than doubled, and Soul Shaman was secretly astonished. This is a witch weapon given to him by the ancestor Wu Ming.

"Well, no, this guy's aura seems to have doubled at once," Yang Dagen watched coldly, seeing the clue, but he was not afraid in his heart.

No matter how powerful Soul Shaman becomes, and his moves become more powerful, at worst, I don't fight him recklessly and use teleportation to fight guerrilla.

"Hey, Zhao Longtian, you're going to die," Soul Shaman's combat strength doubled, and his arrogance instantly rose, and his figure flashed, and he raised the Soul Slayer Knife again to kill, this time he didn't intend to waste It's time, prepare to move a little closer, so that the power of Zhanhundao can be used to the maximum extent.

Yang Dagen pretended to be ignorant, still pretending to be very arrogant, rushed forward, and shouted, "Grandson, I will kill you this round,"

After that, the two stopped talking nonsense, and Soul Shaman suppressed his excitement, waiting to get close to Yang Dagen about ten steps away, and then performed his ultimate move.

As everyone knows, Yang Dagen is also waiting.

And he was also waiting for a distance of ten steps. After all, Wuhun is not Wuxiong. The former is a level stronger than the latter. Only when the distance is closer, the success rate of teleporting to perform the ultimate kill will be greater.

Whoosh.

The speed of the two sides was extremely fast, and within the blink of an eye, they came to a distance of ten steps. The soul shaman raised the knife and slashed down, and Yang Dagen also raised the Kunyuan sword, but his body was cutting the soul. The knife disappeared when it fell, but a teleportation appeared behind Soul Shaman.

Suddenly losing his target, Soul Shaman was shocked, and he immediately sensed a powerful force falling behind him, but unfortunately although he found it, he had no ability to dodge it at all.

It was too fast, Yang Dagen teleported, which caused Soul Shaman's head to stagnate for a short time, still in a state of horror, cursing why this little thing was moving so fast in his heart.

Yang Dagen slashed down with a sword, mercilessly, and hit Wuhun's neck directly. He believed that Wuhun was already a dead person, but the progress of the matter was beyond his expectation. The strongest blow of Thunder Sword Qi did not cut off Wuhun. neck, but just knocked him off the foot of the snow-capped mountain, smashed through the ice with a bang, and fell into the river.

"What a strong defensive power. What kind of witch weapon was that just now? Could it be that it was trained by Soul Shaman." The killing blow that was well timed to the extreme failed to kill Soul Shaman. This made Yang Dagen look regretful and wanted to chase Go down and kill Soul Shaman, but the grandson has already used his body skills to escape, faster than a rabbit.

Turning around and looking, he saw that the only remaining Wumen master was besieged by a group of people led by Qin Lei, and he was gradually showing signs of failure.

This is mainly because Qin Lei is a pervert, he is born with a poisonous body, and all poisons are invulnerable. Although the combat power of that Wumen master has three layers of true energy, but he is also useless as a hero when he encounters a unique physique that is not afraid of poisonous poisons. In the land of martial arts, Qin Lei's physique is the biggest nemesis of the Wumen lineage.

Moreover, Qin Lei is still a martial artist with a twelfth level of internal energy, once he gets close, it will be a huge blow to Wu Xiu, who has always been prone to physical attacks.

"Stop it,"

Just when the master of the third level of true qi was about to be surrounded and killed, an old voice suddenly came.

Yang Dagen's expression changed greatly when he heard the words, because the person who spoke appeared beside him, with his hands on his back, silver hair shawl, and a dark robe, as quiet as iron in the strong cold wind.

The old man who was talking stretched out his hand, and the Wumen master who was about to die was caught by him out of thin air and escaped. Then the Wumen master fell to his knees and said loudly: "Thank you for saving my life, ancestor! ,"

Old Ancestor, besides Wuxiong and Wuhun, who else is there in the Wumen.

Yang Dagen's face changed again, and he hurriedly tried to dodge and push away, but the old man turned his head and immediately made Yang Dagen freeze in place, unable to move, and was suppressed by an extremely terrifying force.

"You are Wu Ming," Yang Dagen forced himself to be calm, looking at the silver-haired old man, he couldn't have imagined that Wu Ming's ancestor's combat power was so terrifying, it was definitely not only the fifth level of true qi, but at least the sixth or seventh level of true qi. layer,