Dart Master

Chapter 396 Cao San's Defeat
"Cao San, take your life!"

I roared, and the dragon spirit jumped out of the Eight Desolation Cauldron, but I found that my shout was not what I wanted to say, but a few majestic dragon chants.

How is this going?My head is so big, why the dragon spirit body under the control of my mind can't speak.

Cao San was also full of surprise, he couldn't imagine how such a monster would suddenly jump out of the Eight Desolation Cauldron.

Not only he couldn't understand, but when I saw my dragon spirit body, I was also dumbfounded. My whole body was wrapped in the dragon energy of blood, and the dragon spirit was completely fused with my soul. Fully integrated into the spirit body.

Now I am a ferocious blood dragon, my whole body is covered with scales, the scales are extremely sharp, and my hands and feet are even more sharp claws.

Is this still me?I touched my face again, and the face transformed by the dragon spirit was also covered with dragon scales, with a ferocious dragon head and a pair of sharp curved horns on its head.

I'm a standing dragon right now, and it's pretty scary.

I don't know why Long Ling didn't restore my original appearance according to my soul consciousness, but just like this, it's no wonder I'm not regarded as a ghost or beast from Nieyuan.

Since I am a spirit body, my whole body is covered with blood, and the body of the dragon spirit is vague, even I don't know what it is, Cao San is even more confused.

But he quickly understood, and asked with rare panic, "You, you are Qin Wushang."

I didn't talk to him, I'm feeling an inexplicable rage right now, I just want to get this out of the way and get out of this damn place.

Roar!
Heavenly Dragon Claw, I soared into the sky, let out a dragon roar, and the sharp claws as big as cattail leaf fans in the sky radiated spiritual light and grabbed Cao San.

After all, Cao San is a master. I was surprised, and my dragon claws had already reached him. The speed was so fast that even I couldn't believe it.

"what!"

Cao San snorted coldly, turned sideways, and my dragon claws slashed across his chest, leaving a deep bloodstain.

It's a pity that this claw failed to kill him.

"Hmph!" Seeing that he was bleeding, Cao San's eyes were full of murderous intent. Since his debut, he has never been injured. He only killed with a sword, and I scratched him, which aroused his fighting spirit.

"I want to see what kind of monster you are!"

Cao's three fingers were glued to the long sword, and the long sword spun around in the palm of his hand, like a windmill, cutting towards me.

"court death!"

I let out a dragon whistle, "Goshawk Strength!" "Dragon Palm!"

I have one in my left hand, a real dragon's energy hovers in the palm and condenses in the blood palm, and the other hand transforms into a dragon with Murong Bei's goshawk energy!
Cao San's sword is extremely fast, it's hard to see clearly with the naked eye, but now I'm a soul without the shackles of a physical body, and the body of a dragon spirit is also extremely fast, watching his sword move go straight to my throat.

Just when his sword pierced my throat, I sank back, and a scarlet goshawk appeared on the dragon's head.

I raised my two fingers, and two sharp claws clamped Cao San's wooden sword firmly. The powerful sword energy from the tip of his wooden sword surged vertically and horizontally at my fingertips, and my blood surged , ate it abruptly.

The dragon's spirit body shook, and immediately dispelled its strength. After all, dragons are the most indestructible things. Although this dragon aura is only the remnant of the real dragon's aura in the past, it can't be resisted by ordinary people. It's no good for me to dissolve Cao San's sword aura. is enough.

Cao San wanted to withdraw his sword, but it was already too late. In his eyes, he seemed to see his doom in disbelief. It was a complex expression of desolation, despair, and collapse of self-confidence.

The reason why his sword is invincible in the world, even the Yin God can't resist, is because it is fast, especially the first sword, which seems simple and unpretentious, without any tricks, is actually the essence of his practice for so many years.

Many Yin gods fell under his sword, and I tried countless ways to receive the sword, but in the end I was crippled by his sword.

Thinking about it now, this sword is his most powerful. If he blocks this sword, his subsequent sword moves will lose his vigor.

It's like a gambler who puts all his bets in one hand. If he wins, he will make a fortune, and if he loses, he will have nothing.

It's just that Cao San is betting his life with others. His own cultivation base is terrifying, and his aura is like a mountain.

But I have already eaten his sword, and it is impossible to fall into his hands again. Even without the body protection of the dragon spirit, this sword cannot kill me.

Because the moment he drew his sword, I didn't predict the direction of his stabbing with my eyes like before. Cao San's sword was unstoppable, and Kuai's eyes and even Night Demon Eyes couldn't predict.

To defeat it, you can only use your heart. Of course, I am not talking about the heart of an organ, but a kind of comprehension and thought.

The moment he drew his sword, I knew he was going to take my throat, because a dragon's neck has the fewest scales and is the weakest link.

Cao San is a top killer. Under the training of the sword master, he almost knows the dead spots of all people, gods, and things in the next three days.

To say that the only merciful hand is to me with the sword, he can completely stab my eyebrows and cripple my soul.

Maybe he felt pity for me at that time, or he wanted to say a few more words to me, so he didn't let my soul fly away immediately, otherwise, even with the protection of Zhuan Lingzhu, my soul would be greatly damaged at that time, seven souls It may not be safe.

When he drew the sword, I already knew in my heart that he would take my throat, so I dodged in the slightest, even the moment he drew the sword.

Although the goshawk strength is not as overbearing as the dragon claw, it is more ruthless, steady and accurate, allowing me to hold his sword as quickly as possible to prevent him from making a second sword.

I don't know if he can send out such a powerful second sword again, but if there is, I will definitely not be able to resist it anymore, so I will never let him use the sword again.

When Cao San saw that I was holding his sword, he was also shocked. After being shocked, he hesitated a little.

It wasn't that he was careless, but it was the first time he had tasted the feeling of being caught with a sword, so that he didn't know how to make a second sword.

It's not that he can't make a second sword, but he has never made a second sword in his life, which is so strange to him.

In a duel between masters, a slight difference can mean the difference between life and death.

I bowed my head and leaned back, while the eagle claws clamped Cao San's wooden sword, a stream of real dragon blood energy that had been brewing for a long time in the dragon palm of my left hand slammed heavily into Cao San's chest, and suddenly a majestic blood dragon roared and hit Cao San's chest superior.

Click!

I don't know what level of cultivation I have reached after obtaining the Dragon Spirit Body, but this palm has suffocated [-]% of my strength.

Cao San was like a kite with a broken string, and flew against the wall of the alchemy room, his breastbone was shattered, and blood gushed out from his body.

"Wow!"

He stood up and knelt on one knee, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

His mask has been shattered, revealing a vicissitudes of life face, white hair hanging down the corner of the eyes, there is a kind of endless sadness.

I twisted my fingers, and his wooden sword shattered and scattered all over the ground.

I walked towards Cao San slowly, he defeated me with one sword, and now I also defeat him with one palm, half a catty is equal to eight taels.

His face was very calm, he leaned against the corner of the wall and stood up, wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, panted with a wry smile: "Qin Wushang, I know it's you, you won."

I won, but I couldn't laugh at all. Cao San is a respectable opponent.

According to Taoist rumors, he is sinister, cunning, and extremely cruel, but in fact he is just a lunatic who pursues the way of sword alone. Such a lunatic is worthy of respect.

I can't promise him more than he promised to absolutely use Tianwu holy water to me.But at least he knows that I will not slaughter his body, let alone let him die without a place to bury him. For a Taoist who steps half his foot on the gate of hell every day, this is a gift.

At least I hope that if one day I am killed by someone, I can be buried with a whole body, instead of being divided into five horses, with my head hanging on the city wall and exposed to wind and rain.

I couldn't speak, just looked at him silently.

His qi mechanism has been completely destroyed by my palm, his sternum is shattered, his internal organs are severely damaged, and his vitality is failing.

I paid tribute to him with my eyes. He was not defeated by me, but because he had never been defeated before. If he had suffered setbacks, he would not only be obsessed with this sword.

I can suddenly feel his lonely and desolate feeling. He has no friends, no one like Bai Chaoyang to remind him, let alone an opponent like Zhao Heizi who keeps stimulating and spurring me.

Therefore, he was defeated, defeated by his lonely and invincible self.

(End of this chapter)