I became kun

Chapter 267 One Sword

The giant jiao has a length of more than 30 meters and writhes in the clear water of the lake.

Every time it rolls, it sets off a huge wave.

The waves charged towards the cultivator with billowing spiritual energy. If they were accidentally hit, they would vomit blood and retreat.

The body of the gray-black flood dragon glowed under the water waves, as strong as steel.

On the other side, there are dozens of cultivators, who are using various spells one after another, and even form a battle formation to attack.

A young man wearing a blue shirt, holding a three-foot green blade, with fluttering long hair, and a gentle and elegant appearance is standing at the front.

He held the sword in his hand, and every time he swung the sword, there was a blue cold light, breaking the waves like a gust of wind.

Even though Jiaolong is strong, there are many buffing spells behind the man in Tsing Yi at this moment, so he is not at a disadvantage.

The man in Tsing Yi shuttled between the waves and the sky with an elegant posture, incomparably elegant, like a breeze blowing, or a storm passing by, unexpectedly found an opportunity to cut dozens of wounds on the body of the dragon, leaving blood.

But it's a pity that the dragon's body is huge, and its defense is extremely amazing. Even the sword marks left by the young man are only to break the skin, and it will never reach the point of hurting the root.

But even so, as the only person in the audience who kept injuring Jiaolong, the man quickly attracted Jiaolong's resentful gaze.

"Roar!"

With a roar that looked up to the sky, it seemed to be venting its anger, and the dragon suddenly sprang out from the lake, entrenched in mid-air, and looked down at the man.

His eyes were cold, as if he despised the common people.

"Beast!" The man's eyes were like lightning, and he rolled his eyes coldly. When he swung his sword, another sword energy flew.

He is a swordsman, a swordsman is fearless and invincible, even if the dragon is strong, it is impossible to show weakness.

Moreover, he bears the responsibility of the captain of the crowd, so he has to stand up.

But it's a pity that the sword energy is like a light, but it is difficult to shake the dragon.

With just one breath, Jiaolong easily pierced the sword energy, but the breath did not reduce its momentum, and came straight towards the man.

At this moment, a white figure floated up, as if snowflakes bloomed with it.

Her white clothes were like snow, and her black hair was drawn to her waist. Like the beauty in the painting, she was cold, noble and holy, and even her eyes were pure white and transparent.

With a slender figure and proud legs, she looks like a fairy in the world.

But at this moment, no one had a different color when she ascended into the sky, and she just exclaimed: "Xue Nu has made a move!"

"The cooperation between her and Qinglian swordsman is perfect, and she can use the powerful wind and snow swordsmanship!"

"Yes, I can definitely kill this beast!"

Everyone was amazed, but the technique in their hands didn't stop.

Flood dragon is really too strong, it is definitely a fourth-order combat power.

They have to harass from the sidelines.

Everyone cheered up, and the spells flew up, as if they were more motivated.

A transparent white ice shield appeared in front of the Tsing Yi swordsman at this moment, blocking the breathing path.

This ice shield is very miraculous. After bearing the attack of the breath, although it cracked, it was not broken. On the contrary, it was the power of the breath, which gradually slid towards the two sides.

Can vent.

"Um?!"

The swordsman in Tsing Yi turned his head slightly and looked at the woman in white with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

"You came."

"Well, otherwise you are not his opponent."

The swordsman in Tsing Yi smiled, did not continue to speak, and looked at Jiaolong again, but in this gaze, he looked even colder.

"Boom!"

An explosion sounded at this moment.

In the lake below, suddenly, there was a sudden splash of water, the spray soaring to the sky, coming so abruptly.

It actually penetrated the bodies of several cultivators in an instant.

This sudden scene was unexpected by everyone, and even the swordsman in Tsing Yi changed his face drastically.

Eyes fixed on Jiaolong, the aura in Jiaolong's body was even more violent at this moment.

Just a slight flick of the tail is enough to set off a huge wave.

"It's berserk!"

Jiaolong was obviously furious.

It has already opened up its intelligence, and it is not a common and stupid beast.

After repeated attacks failed, but he was injured, finally saw the man was about to suffer serious injuries, but a woman came to help him attack from the crotch.

Jiaolong was completely angry at this moment.

It has lived alone in this lake for thousands of years, without a female dragon, depressed and lonely.

At this moment, you actually came in front of it to do this?
The single dragon's anger erupted at this moment.

Gollum...

Many monks fell into the water and struggled to get up, but they found that the lake water had already changed at this moment.

The situation became critical.

Next to her, the woman in white finally couldn't help but say, "Use that sword!"

The swordsman in Tsing Yi struggled for a while before nodding his head: "Okay."

He didn't refuse, he knew that only the cooperation between him and her could make the strongest swordsmanship in the world.

A little bit of frost power is spreading.

The power of the wind is whirling and turning.

Frost mixed with the wind.

The swordsman in Tsing Yi slowly raised his arm, and his sword was also raised as high as his arm.

Incomparably indifferent, incomparably quiet.

He turned his head and looked at the woman in white, with a smile on his face and affectionate eyes.

The same is true for women.

The two looked at each other, as if their hearts were connected.

Soon, the swordsman in Tsing Yi turned his head again, and when he looked at Jiaolong, there was already a coldness in his eyes.

Slowly said: "This sword is the sword I swung together with her, and this sword is also the most powerful sword in the world."

"This sword is called Fengxueye Guiren."

"Return to people on a snowy night, and die in the underworld."

"Being able to die under this sword, you have no regrets."

As he spoke, his face turned cold, and his arms slowly dropped.

Frost was intertwined with wind and snow, and the sword was so awe-inspiring that it seemed that even the surrounding air had become frozen.

Jiaolong's body was covered with blue light, and his face showed a fierce look.

Although this sword looks very strong, it has the confidence to resist it.

But soon, this ferocious look changed.

A look of fear appeared in his eyes.

It suddenly discovered that the originally cold temperature rose in an instant.

Heart palpitations.

At this moment, it heard a loud shout in a trance.

"Taiqing Fuyan Sword!"

The flames poured into the sky, obliterated the frost, the wind and snow, and even devoured the body of Jiaolong.

The swordsman in blue was stunned.

The woman in white was dumbfounded.

Until, Li Song appeared with a grin.

He is very satisfied with the effect.

Sure enough, in the Taiqing Sword Art, the power of the fire attribute sword art has been enhanced again.

Looking at the stunned monks, Li Song smiled slightly at this moment: "Look at your hard work, just help out casually, don't look at me like that."

(End of this chapter)