One person: I am the dragon, tiger, wine and sword immortal

A fierce look flashed in Yamata no Orochi's eyes.

He must find this guy who ruined his good deeds, and then cut him into pieces.

Suddenly, countless venomous snakes were released from Yamata no Orochi's body, trying to fly out in all directions.The scene was extremely captivating.

"Don't look for it, I'm right here."

Just when Yamata no Orochi was angry, he suddenly heard a person's voice coming from a distance.

Yamata no Orochi looked curiously in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a man with a human body and a dragon standing on the branch of a big tree in the distance.

There is no doubt that this person is Long Yan.

"Oh? The bloodline of the ancient flame dragon? Interesting."

Yamata no Orochi looked at Long Yan's body, covered his mouth with his hand and said with a secret smile.

"The ancient flame dragon is the weakest among the few remaining ancient demons."

"Even our other ancient monsters don't understand why a low-level monster like Yanlong can live for thousands of years, and even one of them has become an ancient monster."

Long Yan's eyes were cold as he stared at Yamata no Orochi and said:

"Huh, no matter what bloodline I have, as long as I can defeat you, it's enough."

"Xu Mang is my best brother. Since you killed him, I must make you pay for killing Xu Mang!"

Long Yan stretched out his remaining arm and waved his fist at Yamata no Orochi.

"Xu Mang? Is he the person I used as a container before?"

"It's really interesting. Why are you all so interested in the same container? And, are you his best friend?"

"Interesting, I wonder what your expression will be like when you watch me drain the spiritual energy from your friend's body and then devour all his flesh and blood."

Long Yan was completely angered by what Yamata no Orochi said.

The hair on his body and the two long beards were all standing up in anger at this time, and there was even a dazzling flame shield wrapped around his body.

"Evil, die!"

Long Yan was wrapped in blazing flames, jumped up from the branch in an instant, and flew quickly towards the direction of the Yamata no Orochi.

But when he stood and took out the branch, it was completely charred, leaving only a branch as black as charcoal.

If Long Yan had left a little later, the tree trunk would have been completely burned.

One can imagine how terrifying the temperature of the flames surrounding Long Yan's body was.

Long Yan, who had already left the place at this time, quickly rushed towards Yamata no Orochi in the air.

At the same time, the flames behind the body dragged out a long flame tail, and Long Yan was at the front of the flames.

The entire move created a beautiful line of light in the night sky.

At this time, Longyan was like a real fire dragon, circling and swooping in the sky.

Yamata no Orochi raised his head and looked at the flames on Long Yan's hand, with an excited expression on his face.

Then he said loudly to Long Yan: "Hahahaha, yes, it is this power."

"This nondescript power of hybridization between humans and monsters is exactly the rare research result that I have searched so hard for."

"I didn't expect that the human spirit and the evil energy of our ancient demon would reach a perfect balance in you."

"It can't go wrong. You are the most perfect container, even more perfect than Xu Mang. I didn't expect that such a perfect existence was right next to me, but I missed it!" Yamata no Orochi's picture A strange smile suddenly appeared on her feminine face, and then she smiled crazily at Long Yan, who was rushing towards him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Yan had already rushed in front of him.

Then, Long Yan held a scorching fireball in one hand, and when he came to the front of Yamata no Orochi, he smashed it towards the head of Yamata no Orochi and hit the ground.

Yamata no Orochi had been considering the feasibility of changing the container to dragon rock.

He was caught off guard by Long Yan's fire dragon punch, and his teeth directly bit his snake Xinzi hard.

Yamata no Orochi's feminine and charming face suddenly became distorted.

And his whole body fell directly to the ground because he withstood Long Yan's full blow.

A small hole was added to the big hole that was originally made by him.

Long Yan looked at Yamata no Orochi who fell to the ground, snorted coldly, and then said to him:
"This is the price for irritating me. It doesn't matter whether you are an ancient demon or a god."

"As long as you dare to take action against my friends, I must let you see what true despair is!"

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

When Long Yan saw how easily Yamata no Orochi was defeated by him, he immediately laughed happily.

He didn't expect that the legendary ancient demon could be defeated so easily by him, and it didn't seem to be as invincible as it was in the legend.

Long Yan has even begun to fantasize in his heart that he will be able to deal with all the ancient monsters alone in the future.

However, just when he was immersed in the fantasy of victory, he suddenly felt a cold in his chest.

When he lowered his head and looked, he suddenly found a hand on his chest, grasping a beating heart.

Long Yan stared blankly at the scene in front of him. He didn't understand why he was still injured when the body of Yamata no Orochi was right in front of him.

At this time, Yamata no Orochi slowly approached him from behind, and then said to him:

"I thought that my divine transformation technique was useless. Fortunately, Zhang Hao is just too perverted, otherwise I would have thought that my thousands of years of practice have been in vain."

"Don't worry, it's just that your heart was ripped out. Even if you die, I can still revive you."

"After all, you are a good container. I can't bear to watch you die here."

Long Yan gritted his teeth and stared at Yamata-no-Orochi angrily, but his eyes gradually became slack.

At this time, Long Yan felt an icy chill rising from the soles of his feet.

With the excessive flow of blood, his body temperature was also quickly taken away. This chill was completely different from the chill of hypothermia.

It always had a deathly, bone-chilling chill to it.

However, even so, Long Yan didn't even have the strength to tremble.

Because it was already difficult for him to even breathe now. The feeling of suffocation and biting cold were gradually eroding Long Yan's consciousness.

Just when his eyes were about to close, he saw Zhang Hao kneeling on the ground in the distance, but he slowly stood up and walked towards him.

Long Yan used his last strength to put a smile on his lips.

He knew that his plan had succeeded.

At this time, Long Yan's arm slowly dropped, and a red crystal fell from his tightly clenched hand. (End of chapter)