Conferred Gods: Starting from the Third Prince Long

Chapter 238 Divine Sword Slays the Dragon

Ao Bing was locked in the "Trapped Dragon Picture", hanging in the air and sitting silently, with his five hearts pointing to the sky.

There are three energetic dragons on the left and right, surrounding and guarding.

His eyes were slightly drowsy, and his hand gestures were changing. Sometimes he pointed to the sky, and the other pointed to the ground, and sometimes he had thousands of gestures, which were unpredictable.

But he secretly used the "positive and negative two yin mysteries", and the whole body was filled with auspicious colors, colorful, reflecting the sky, and it was extremely gorgeous.

All kinds of divine power are surging, blessing the "Trapped Dragon Picture", eroding and refining bit by bit.

When the three brothers Ao Yan saw this, they were secretly surprised and thought: "The third brother's methods are indeed extraordinary. He can actually make a difference even in a desperate situation."

To know,

At first, the three brothers tried various methods, but in the end they couldn't figure out any solution.

Now, as soon as Ao Bing came, he exerted his magical power and stirred up the situation, showing no sign of surrender.

Compared to the three of them displaying crappy goods, the difference is not even a little bit.

in the outside world.

Yin Jiao rode his free horse back to the battlefield and joined the Yin and Shang troops.

Hong Jin stepped forward diligently and reported to him:

"Thousand years old, Ma Shan has not returned yet, and Bai Xianzhong and Wen Liang were brutally killed again.

Now the Zhou army's fighting spirit is at its peak. If we don't boost our morale, I'm afraid the other party will rush over and we will inevitably be defeated. "

When Yin Jiao heard the words, he looked towards the military formation opposite and heard the thunderous sound of drums and shouts piercing his ears.

In front of the three armies, there were two large halberds with two corpses stuck on them.

Judging by their clothes, they are the two generals Wen Liang and Bai Xianzhong.

Looking at his own side, everyone was taciturn and hesitant. The soldiers of the three armies were actually timid before fighting.

He had been educated in the East Palace, but he also knew some military matters and understood the importance of morale to the army.

He chuckled softly and said:

"Don't be alarmed. I captured all his generals and commanders. I just dragged them out and killed them, so that the Xiqi Zhou army would know how powerful they are!"

Hong Jin was overjoyed and hurriedly sent a rainbow fart:

"Qiansui is worthy of being the mainstay of our great business. Prince Long San is revered and is a figure like the god of the Xiqi army. If we can kill him, the Zhou army will definitely collapse without a fight!"

After that, he looked around with curiosity:

"I wonder where Chitose kept him?"

Yin Jiao's three heads showed a smile, and one of his six arms stretched out to shake off the trapped dragon picture.

Clatter. Clatter.

The scroll unfolded, revealing a strange scene.

When Hong Jin saw it, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

I saw a person in the painting sitting cross-legged, surrounded by a hazy atmosphere, releasing auspicious glow.

The left arm is wrapped around a green dragon, and the right arm is wrapped around a red dragon. Outside, a yellow dragon spreads its fangs and claws, and is surrounded by a coiled snake, forming a protective posture.

The figure in the center changes from time to time, sometimes pointing to the sky, sometimes pointing to the ground, ever-changing.

"Chitose, this..."

He couldn't figure out what it was for a moment, so he looked back at Yin Jiao.

Yin Jiao has three heads and nine eyes. His field of vision is so broad that he can detect abnormalities at a glance.

After Guangchengzi taught him the "Trapped Dragon Picture", this was the first time he used it against the enemy.

In addition, he didn't refine the magic weapon, so he doesn't quite understand what's going on inside.

He secretly thought to himself: "Maybe the treasure map has a spirit, and the glow is a normal phenomenon. I don't care about it. I'll deal with Ao Bing first."

At this moment, he recited the formula silently, exerted his Taoist power, and threw a "Dragon-Slaying Sword" into the picture.

Sanlong was protecting his third brother, looking around cautiously. Suddenly, Ao Bing opened his eyes and shouted loudly:

"How dare you be so arrogant!"

He raised his hand and pointed to the sky, and the Youlong Sword was unsheathed in time. It turned into a sword light that was hundreds of feet long. It was as powerful as the Milky Way, and it enveloped the three dragons and Ao Bing.

At this time, there was a rumbling sound in the sky, and the "Dragon-Slaying Sword" glowed magnificently, like the Milky Way flowing across the sky, colliding with the sword light.

Click!

Fire meteors scattered and fell, two sword lights, one golden and one white, thunderbolts flying, and countless thunder exploded in the entanglement.

The dissipated aftermath pushed away thousands of miles of horizontal clouds and washed the blue sky into infinite blue.

Ao Bing used the "Tian Sheng Sword Technique" to flicker and move, as fast as a bolt of lightning. Sometimes it stretched straight for thousands of miles, and sometimes it turned like a swallow.

Either twisting or twisting, hard and soft at the same time, fighting through thousands of moves in a blink of an eye.

In the sword light, the three dragons widened their eyes and looked frightened.

They all felt the light and shadow changing in front of their eyes, the colors were so colorful that they were dizzy.

However, the murderous aura of sharp gold rushes over the body, just like pouring a basin of cold water in the twelfth lunar month of winter, making a frozen person shiver.

When the two swords first collided, the thunderbolt was deafening.

Later, the sword light hit harder and harder, and the strikes became closer and closer, almost like a violent storm, with sudden rain and strong wind, and thunderbolts sounded as they came and went.

By the end, the "rumbling sound" has turned into a dense "rumbling sound", which sounds like the tide of Qiantang and is shocking.

The two colors of gold and white collide with each other, and the colors of the illuminated vision change, which is dazzling.

Hong Jin looked at the picture scroll, his eyes were unconsciously red, swollen and stinging, tears streaming down his face, and he was so frightened that he quickly looked away.

My heart was filled with shock.

He also came out of the Jiejiao sect and had seen countless immortal families, but he had never encountered such a ferocious fighting style.

Just looking at it almost blinded him.

Frightened, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at Yin Jiao.

He saw only three heads of the opponent, nine wide-open eyes, and the fingers in his hands were changing, and he was trying hard to control the dragon-slaying sword.

Unexpectedly, Ao Bing had a secret secret teaching from the Nine Heavens Mystic Girl.

The "Tian Sheng Sword Technique" was used with the force of thunder and the speed of a flying rainbow. He could only parry but had no ability to fight back.

Soon the eyes became red and swollen, and sweat appeared on the forehead.

Seeing that he couldn't resist the enemy, he could only use the sword technique to withdraw the dragon-slaying sword.

The silver-white sword light jumped out of the picture and returned to the palm of his hand. Yin Jiao's heart pounded and he gasped for air.

In the battle just now, the opponent's attacks were so intense that he had to concentrate and use up all his magic power.

Unexpectedly, he was still pressed and beaten.

Even if he found an opportunity to counterattack, he would be instantly neutralized by his exquisite sword moves.

"Really...really..."

He said two things in a row, but he couldn't find half a word to describe them.

It’s obvious that people have been trapped in the picture, but there’s nothing they can do about it. Is there anything more fucked up than this in the world?

"That's it, that's all."

His expression changed and became very ugly. After thinking for a long time, he finally sighed:

"Since you can't kill, let's attack others."

He turned to Hong Jin and said: "Send the order to beat the drum, and I will capture some of his generals to boost the power of our army!!"

Hong Jin immediately ordered.

After a while, the drums sounded, all the troops moved together, and tens of thousands of people shouted vigorously.

Yin Jiao held the dragon spear, sat on a free horse, and walked to the front of the army.

"Who among you dares to fight with me?"

From the Zhou camp team, four riders immediately rushed out.

There was one person at the head, riding a white horse. He didn't wear any armor, but he was dressed in a snow-like fairy dress with wide sleeves.

In terms of temperament, it is elegant and unconventional; in terms of appearance, it is beautiful and noble.

Although she is sitting on a white horse, she looks like a fairy from the Moon Palace, and her beauty is unlike any other human being.

Exactly: Who can believe in the difference between thousands of pistils, and they are not the same as those in the group of beauties.

Yin Jiao was surprised and thought to himself: "Such a beautiful person, even more beautiful than Su Daji, came to the battlefield together. I wonder whose son or daughter he is?"

Turning his head to the left, Leng Buding saw another female general, riding a maroon horse, wearing a red robe and fire armor, wearing a gold medal to wipe her forehead, raising her high ponytail, and holding two double swords.

She is also beautiful in appearance, as heroic as fire, and has a unique temperament.

I was even more surprised. Compared with the two of them, the two warriors holding guns and hammers looked ordinary.

He stared at Long Ji intently, which had already annoyed Huang Tianxiang.

The Overlord pointed his spear and shouted angrily:

"My husband, why are you always staring at my wife?"

Sick Dragon Lao Wu's two hammers hit each other, making a "clang" sound, and he angrily said: "One eye is not enough to see, why should I open nine eyes to see?"

Yin Jiao was embarrassed, blushed a little, and said angrily:

"I just looked at it, what can you do?"

The two men instantly stared at each other angrily, about to move forward to fight, but Long Ji had to raise his hand to stop them, his bright wrist shining in the sun.

I saw the girl's pretty face was frosty, her brows were furrowed, and she said in a clear voice:

"Yin Jiao, your brother has rebelled against his master. It is obvious to everyone. If the destiny of the Zhou Dynasty is established, no virtuous person would dare to disobey it.

Strong ones like Taishi Wen Zhong, the Ten Dao Masters of Jin'ao Island, and Daluo Immortal Lu Yue also fell into the sand.

What ability do you have that dares to defy the odds?

I would like to advise you today to let my prince go as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late to regret it if you take action. "

It turned out that she had learned about Ao Bing's capture from Xiong Heo, and she was so anxious that she went into battle herself.

Yin Jiao frowned when he heard this. The good feeling he had just disappeared suddenly disappeared, and he wanted to bite it into pieces with his steel teeth:

"Bitch, don't I know better than you what kind of person my brother is?

You all conspired to kill him, and now you are slandering him with slanderous words. After all, it is not your own family members who will die.

To tell you the truth, that bullshit Third Prince Long has already died under my Dragon-Slaying Sword.

Today I will take you and bury you with my brother! ! "

There is a saying: "Those who are in authority are confused, but onlookers are clear."

In terms of relationship between these people, they can all be regarded as Ao Bing's relatives and family members.

When they heard that the prince was killed, everyone was concerned and confused. They even forgot that he had an indestructible body and could change in one hundred and eight ways.

For a moment, everyone thought Ao Bing was dead, as if half of the sky had collapsed, and he almost died.

"Traitor, I'll kill you!"

Sick Dragon Ao Chang and Huang Tianxiang both urged their mounts, one wielding double hammers, the other wielding the Overlord's Spear, one on the left and one on the right, and rushed out.

Under Huang Tianxiang's seat is the Bi An, which is considered a mythical beast and is extremely fast.

He hated him for killing his master, so he shot Yin Jiao in the head.

Yin Jiao didn't know the opponent's martial arts skills, so he thought to himself: "You use the spear, and I also use the spear. Why should I be afraid of you?" He jumped off his horse and stabbed him with the Dinglong Spear when he was distracted.

Ding!

In an instant, the two weapons collided, pushing mountains and seas with great force, causing the two people to change their expressions at the same time.

But this did not stop them, but made them even crazier.

Huang Tianxiang's hands were like flying lightning, and several golden flowers flashed out from the tip of his gun, directly attacking the opponent's head, eyes and other three areas.

Guangcheng Zixian in the suburbs of Yin taught eighteen classes of weapons and martial arts, which were specially made by Yuanshi Tianzun according to Ao Bing's template.

Seven fairy beans and one magic elixir conjure up an unparalleled brave demon-conquering protector.

At this moment, I can see six directions, listen to all directions, turn the dragon spear to provoke the entanglement, and block all attacks like a butterfly piercing a flower.

At this time, Ao Chang, the sick dragon, arrived shortly after. The hammer, which was bigger than a watermelon, struck from the right with a loud sound of wind and heavy force. The dragon roared and the tiger roared.

Yin Jiao opened his eyes on the right side of his head and saw that he looked like a thin monkey, but he didn't care at all.

Unexpectedly, when the dragon-breaking knife was lifted up, it suddenly fell like a star, as heavy as Mount Tai, and the bones of both arms could not help but creak under the pressure.

Seeing that the horse under his crotch was struggling to maintain its strength and was teetering on the verge of collapse, he hurriedly used lightening techniques to lift his breath to relieve the pressure on the horse.

But how can it be so easy to deal with the ten thousand kilograms of divine power of sick dragon Lao Wu?

Amidst the roar of the dragon, there was a "buzz", and another hammer set off a violent roar of wind, causing the sky to collapse and the mountains to collapse, like the ancient demon god raising his arms and hitting from the other side.

Yin Jiao was shocked. He didn't expect him to be more powerful than Ao Lie, "Does Xiqi have so many talents?"

He instinctively leaned up to hide, but Huang Tianxiang's sharp spear pointed his way and blocked his retreat from behind.

However, he knew that Uncle Wu had extraordinary skills. No one but Ao Bing would dare to use the hammer forcefully. He would hit with a strong force and a heavy blow, and he would be able to knock down ten blows with one force.

For others, it may take a hundred or ten rounds to determine the winner.

The sick dragon Lao Wu only needs one round.

If you can bear it, you will live; if you cannot bear it, you will die.

Yin Jiao gritted his teeth angrily. For a moment, he hesitated between the hammer and the gun. Then with a sudden change of heart, he leaned up and hit the Overlord Spear with his back.

He has an indestructible body. One shot won't hurt him, and a hammer won't hurt him for a long time.

Stab la la.

The tip of the spear pierced his back, leaving a white mark.

Because he fell on his back, the hammer just missed the tip of his nose and flew by.

At this time, he used his strength to sit up again and used the "Suppressing Dragon Seal" in his hands.

The dim light flew out quickly, like fire and lightning, hitting Ao Chang's chest.

The sick dragon said "ah" and fell off his horse on the spot. He felt as if his muscles were cramping and his whole body was weak.

Yin Jiao smiled ferociously on the right side of his face, "Die!" He raised the dragon-breaking knife high and struck down viciously.

The sword was shining brightly, and the aura of Jin Ge filled the air, illuminating Lao Wu's painful expression.

Everyone's faces showed surprise.

At this moment, a stream of light shot out from the diagonal stab, like thunder, coming first and hitting Yin Jiao hard on the face.

Deng Chanyu is an expert in using hidden weapons. She is best at sneak attacks and seizing opportunities. At critical moments, she can directly fly out the five-light stone.

After receiving this blow, Yin Jiao paused slightly. Huang Tianxiang had already raised his gun and blocked it with a "clang" sound.

Before anyone else could react, red shadows flickered in the sky, and Long Ji flew out of Hundian Ling, wrapping Lao Wu in an instant.

It’s a long story, but actually everything happened in a blink of an eye, so fast that it was dizzying.

By the time Yin Jiao came to his senses, Shouhou had been rescued.

"Bitch, you are looking for death!!"

He yelled angrily, his anger gone from his heart, and he raised the "Tuanlong Mirror":

"Show me your face!!"

The white light flashed and swept across the three people in an instant.

Long Ji, Deng Chanyu, and Huang Tianxiang were all sitting on their horses, unmoved.

The wind whistled, blowing the flags and flags of the two armies.

Yin Jiao couldn't help but feel confused.

When we were going down the mountain, the master clearly said that the "Tuanlong Mirror" could reflect the changes in the shape and form of demons.

If you are taking photos of dragons, you can even directly reveal their true colors.

When he thought about it, since these people were so close to Ao Bing, they were probably members of the dragon clan.

Why doesn't the mirror work now?

"Show me your face!"

The mirror light flashed again, but the three of them still had no reaction.

"Good good!"

Yin Jiao became even more angry. He had more than one mirror on his body, and many of them were fairy magic weapons.

With a move of the six arms, the "Dragon Binding Rope" immediately flew out and headed straight for Long Ji and Deng Chanyu.

Miss Deng was taken aback by the stream of light and wind.

She only cultivated the Immortal Dao Fruit and her magic power was low. She couldn't help but turn pale and hurriedly wanted to hide away.

But how fast is the fairy baby?

When she had an idea, the dragon-binding rope had already rushed to her eyes...

(End of this chapter)