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Chapter 353 The Dragon Family Has a Young Girl ([-])

Long Yanyuan, Long Weeping Blood, Long Yinyue, and Long Beilie, the four Dragon Emperors on the battlefield, could not help but frown when they heard the news that the Dragon Clan was retreating to the east.

The four emperors of the dragon clan led the soldiers of the dragon clan, and several Qilin kings and soldiers of the Qilin clan also came from the Qilin clan.

The manpower of the two sides is almost the same, but the leader is a little weak.

The appearance of Patriarch Qilin made the four emperors look very bad. Patriarch Qilin can be said to be at the same level as the first dragon, Canglong. However, Canglong's strength has dropped a lot after sleeping for many years, and he may not be the opponent of Patriarch Qilin.

The most important thing is that at this moment, the Qilin ancestor of the Qilin clan appeared, how did the Dragon clan win?

"It seems that the Qilin clan is already shameless."

Long Yanyuan was dressed in a blue dragon armor, and he looked coldly at the Qilin Patriarch in front of the Qilin clan.

Qilin Patriarch also sneered: "It's you dragons who are shameless and bullying the juniors, and I also learned from you?"

Long Yanyuan sneered: "Hehe, my Dragon Clan will not do such insidious and cunning things."

Ancestor Qilin: "Then you think that I have misunderstood your Dragon Clan!?"

Long Yanyuan seemed to disdain to explain, even if he explained Long Er's grudge against tendons and Long Ba's grudge against beheading, it was already irreconcilable: "Oh, it's useless to talk about everything now."

Hearing this, the Qilin Patriarch took a step forward wearing a Qilin battle armor, and the entire sky was torn in two, and then the sky and the earth trembled.

The Dragon Clan was shaken at this moment, and all the Dragon Clan felt a little panic in their hearts. This is the most taboo thing in war.

Suddenly, the Nine Heavens Thunder descended from the sky.

Jinglei stood erect in front of Qilin Patriarch, thundering in the sky, resounding for nine days.

A woman wearing a silver battle armor exuding nine colors and a silver helmet covering half of her face came from the air. The Buddhist beads in her right hand appeared and disappeared from the cuff. looked at him coldly.

"The battle between peers, but you can make other races laugh out loud.

If you want to challenge Shilong, I won't say anything, but it's really a joke to deter our dragon clan with the power of your ancestor! "

"As the ancestor of Qilin, you are indiscriminate. It is an even bigger joke."

"Instead, the two Dragon Emperors of the Dragon Clan paid a courtesy visit to the Qilin Clan to express that they would find out the truth and give you an explanation,"

"As for your Qilin clan, one had the tendons of the dragon stripped, and the other was beheaded and didn't even return the bones to the dragon clan."

"Do you, Qilin Patriarch, still have face!?"

The Qilin Patriarch wanted to say something but was pushed back by Long Xinyuan:

"The ten dragon sons of this seat are willing to fight the ancestor of Qilin. If the ancestor of Qilin loses, whoever cuts the tendons and decapitates them all will stand up for me. Return the dragon body of my starling and die with my life. Tomb atonement!"

"If this seat loses, then this seat..."

"Then I'll kill myself!" Long Yanyuan said such a sentence behind her, Long Xinyuan looked sideways and saw the four brothers looking at her with very serious eyes, her heart was really complicated.

It was too much trusting her.

In fact, the four Dragon Emperors are well aware of Xiao Shi's strength. If Xiao Shi is not an opponent, then they may not be opponents of Qilin Patriarch.

Long Xinyuan's thinking was different from theirs, she never sat here to seek death, most of her was just to procrastinate.

Shilong has been found, as long as his soul is recovered, he can be restored, and he must participate in the disaster of the dragon clan.

Holding Jinglei in his hand, he pointed at Patriarch Qilin with the momentum of a thunderbolt.

Qilin Patriarch sneered coldly: "Yellow-haired girl, don't talk so wildly!"

"Oh, shameless, let's fight!"

Long Xinyuan scolded angrily, Qilin Patriarch raised his eyebrows, took a big step forward, and heard the roar of the waves and the wind.

Long Xinyuan held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the sword stood upright in front of him.

With her in the center, thunder billows and forms thunder formations.

"boom boom"

Thunder roared, and lightning instantly split the world into two.

The Qilin clan and the dragon clan were forced to take two steps back.

Qiya was right behind the ancestor of Qilin, and was the only one that did not retreat.

Seeing Long Xinyuan provoking him so much, Qilin Patriarch looked extremely ugly.

Holding a Leng Yan saw (similar to Guan Gong Knife), he came to Long Xinyuan's side in one step, and slashed at Long Xinyuan's neck

The shot was to take the condensate, Long Xinyuan snorted coldly, and raised the Thunderbolt to block it.

"Boom——" the weapon collided, and the arms of both were numb with the double force. At the same time, there were flashes of lightning, thunder bursts, and the whirlwind was like a knife. The exposed skin of Long Xinyuan was cut by the wind, and red blood dripped down. Entering the sea, Long Xinyuan drew his sword back the next moment, and a layer of sparks flashed across it.

Immediately afterwards, he kicked forcefully with his right leg, but Qilin Patriarch blocked it with his hand.

But don't forget, the dragon's heart is the dragon's body, and the dragon's body is also extremely tough.

However, the ancestor of Qilin relied on his innate magical powers as a Qilin to resist Long Xinyuan's kick, and Long Xinyuan's eyes under the armor narrowed slightly.

At this moment, the Jinglei pierced through the waist of the Qilin ancestor, and the Qilin ancestor gave a "hum", and the Qilin armor appeared
"Ding—" The tip of the sword sank into the Qilin armor, but there was no damage to the Qilin ancestor.

Long Xinyuan immediately withdrew Jingleixia, and retreated three steps violently.

How could the ancestor of Qilin let go of such a good opportunity, grasping the lifeline of Long Xinyuan, and turning the cold saw in his hand, his red soul was red hot.

"Drink, the unicorn is my soul, kill it!"

Thousands of heroic souls of unicorns gathered on Leng Yansaw, turned into unicorns, and rushed towards them.

Long Xinyuan stood upright, and Jingleiyu threw his hand to the sky. In an instant, Jingleihuo turned into thousands of lightning bolts, startling the thunder.

"When the wind and rain come to the world, the thunder will sound."

Thunder and lightning crashed into the waves, and the waves splashed in an uproar, stepping into the sky and forming dark clouds.

"Whoa whoa-"

The torrential rain poured down, and there was sword intent in the rain. Thunder flowed in the rain, and there was a clatter of thunder.

The sword is the rain, the rain is the sword, Xixi murmurs, clatters, clatters, different voices play the cold song of the ghost, watering the unicorn and immortal soul.

The cultivation base of Long Xinyuan was unsearchable among the audience, but Qilin Patriarch was shocked again and again.

"Boom" Jinglei Qiao and Leng Yansaw collided again, and slashed at each other at the same time.

Every movement of the dragon is a movement of the unicorn, she retreats and I advance, I enter and she also advances, no matter how close I retreat she is.

You come and I go, and no one backs down.

Red light, nine-colored light, two lights intersect or retreat.

Dragon, Qi.

Dragon, come out with both palms; Qi, strike with fists.

Cold and gorgeous saw, suddenly red.

Shocking thunder, purple thunder roaring.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

The next moment, holding Jinglei Hou in her slender hand, she made two horizontal slashes forward, and then made a ten thousand sword stance.

Ancestor Qilin was not afraid, and even rushed forward, pinched the tip of Jingleihao sword with his fingers, and smashed Wan Jian's momentum with all his strength.

"Oh--"

"drink!"

Jingleihao used force, Qilin Patriarch twisted the sword as if he was going to break it abruptly, Jingleiha's thunder and lightning directly hit Qilin Patriarch.

But I didn't expect that the Qilin ancestor's skin was too thick, and the lightning strike was no use, but I saw the thunderbolt twisted into an arc.

next moment--

"when--"

Shocked by thunder, the sword breaks.

The thunder field around him disappeared in an instant, the wind and rain splashed back, Long Xinyuan didn't do it, he wanted to throw Jinglei away, Jinglei disappeared, and the white jade flute was broken in two.

The white jade flute fell into the sea, splashing water;

Long Xinyuan was neither surprised nor angry, and the glazed eyes under her armor showed a trace of regret.

Seeing this, the Qilin patriarch said, "You are worthy of being the ten sons of the dragon, and you are worthy of being the female that my second son likes. It's a pity that your sword is broken and you lose."

His son is Qi Cangxue.

The dragon clan was sensational, but Long Xinyuan sneered.

"Who said this seat is just a sword?"

The wind and rain have returned, and at this moment the wind is howling, and the torrential rain is completely different from the previous sword gesture.

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