Taikoo Evil Emperor

Chapter 67
"You little hooligans, I'm in danger. This kind of low-level behavior is what you righteous people say is the principle of great enlightenment." Jiaolong was furious, exhausted the rest of his strength, stopped the wound on his body, and faced them said angrily.

"Ezhang, you can attack my human cultivator. Today, I, Wan Jianzong, will do justice for the sky and kill you here." There were six people, a middle-aged man with a beard and hair, pointing at Ye Fan from a distance. Talk to Mo Tusheng's direction.

All the visitors were wearing Taoist robes of Xuanyun, exuding immortal aura.

"Haha." Sun Yi laughed up to the sky, his eyes were fierce: "If you want to take my Dao fruit, just say it, if you have the ability, come, don't let him, what the hell do you say to do justice for the sky. Two Shenzang five layers plus a few more People in the Immortal Altar Realm dare to shout in front of me, they don't know how to live or die."

"Senior brother, don't let this old Jiao catch his breath, he can't hold on for long, he's just trying to scare us." Another middle-aged man stood out from the crowd.

These two middle-aged men are the strongest fighters among the six, but Huangjiao is the half-beast king of Shenzang Dzogchen, and they dare not take it lightly.

"Okay, take out the sword." After the bearded middle-aged man finished speaking, with a ding of the fairy sword on his feet, he slashed at the dragon's body with a fierce light.

"Hmph, although the old man is seriously injured, it's not something you guys can kill." After Huang Jiao finished speaking, he roared angrily, and the whistling sound was cleared away. Several low-level cultivators felt like a boat sailing in the sea, swaying.

"Don't get too close." On the battlefield, the cultivators of Wan Jianzong did not confront Jiaolong head-on.

Time didn't stop, and with Wan Jianzong's offensive wave after wave, Jiaolong's movements began to slow down, and the sealed wound on his body burst open.

"It was in vain for my grandson Yiyi to fight bravely. I have fallen into such a situation today. Don't let me leave, otherwise I will ask you Wan Jianzong for an explanation for today's matter." Jiaolong was furious.Although it is in the realm of Shenzang Dzogchen, it is in a very worrying situation after being hit twice by the white fox.

"You still want to leave today, it's just a dream." Elder Wan Jianzong rejoiced, because he felt that Huangjiao could not hold on for long, and as long as he didn't make any mistakes, he would definitely be able to take it down.

it just backfired
"Roar." Huangjiao is also a spirit beast of the half-beast five, and the offensive of the desperate fight is more fierce than before. As soon as a cultivator of the Wanjianzong established a firm foothold in the air, Jiaolong rushed straight over and bit it off. It became two halves, and with a bang, the man's spiritual consciousness was completely wiped out. In the end, only half of the body of the cultivator who was bitten to death fell leisurely in the air.

"Elder." The younger generation was terrified by the situation in front of them. They had never seen such a bloody scene, and the blood in their hearts was surging like waves.

This happened too fast, the person who died was one of the two divine treasure realms, and there was no time for others to help.Jiaolong also paid a heavy price.Let the middle-aged beard and hair almost cut it off with a sword.

"Ho Ho." Jiaolong fell to the ground with a boom from the air.

"Beast." The bearded middle-aged man stared fiercely, holding his long sword high, intending to chop the head of the dragon with one move: "Wanjian style."

The middle-aged beard and hair shouted, and suddenly a huge sword appeared in Tianqiong, with a yellow aura, and cut down the mountain below with a loud bang.

Flood Dragon screamed, resisting this move with his body, and with a bang, flesh and blood flew, mud and rocks flew, and the mountain range was directly crushed.

Flood Dragon's spiritual power is exhausted, and now he can only use his physical body to back it up, his eyes are blood red: "Even if I am in a place where I will never recover, I will kill you today."

Huangjiao shouted loudly, and the sound spread to the sky.With a buzzing sound, he burned his blood essence and restored his strength to the previous state.

"Not good, retreat!" Cultivator Naxufa yelled, knowing that the old Jiao wanted to die.You can't confront him head-on.It's just that one of the women didn't respond enough, and Jiaolong swallowed it alive.Jiaolong knew that this group of cultivators were nothing but a bunch of chickens and dogs without the middle-aged people.So he concentrated all his energy on that middle-aged man.

And the bearded hair repairer looked at the few people around him trembling like a sand bucket, and sighed in his heart, if he escaped, he would have to escape by himself, and the others must be confessed here.In addition, seeing that the Jiaolong in front of him was about to die, this huge temptation made him give it a go.

After thinking about it, the beard hair cultivator jumped into the sky and shouted: "Everyone get away from the snake."

Upon hearing this, several young cultivators of Wan Jianzong retreated to the side with dead gray faces.

The beard and hair cultivator raised the sword with one hand, and continued to shoot straight into the sky, surrounded by aura, and the Dao pattern was mad, making people feel that he was almost fused with the sword body.

"Ten Thousand Sword Styles, Transforming Swords." When the bearded hair repairer rose to a hundred feet in the air, he shouted loudly, and the sound was like a torrent of bells, shaking all directions.

Suddenly, the whole body of the bearded middle-aged man burst into brilliance, and merged with the fairy sword, turning into a hundred-foot-long giant sword lying across the sky.

Ye Fan was shocked when he saw the huge sword flying across the sky, and his desire for power went up to a higher level.

Looking at the huge sword hanging high, the other younger generation of cultivators retreated when they saw this. This is their sect's determination to become famous. If they practice to great success, everything can be a sword.But the middle-aged beard and hair practiced himself into a sword, using his body as a sword to kill everything with blood.

The giant sword whined softly, and with a sound of servant, it shot Huangjiao away from the hole of the sword.

Jiaolong took a deep breath, and with a roar, a section of black rainbow rushed out, went up against the sky and hit the sword directly.

The giant sword was knocked flying hundreds of miles away, and fell straight into the mountain, cutting off the mountain's railing.The mountains and rocks splashed randomly, but they still couldn't stop the giant sword from flying back.

"Shenzang has one realm and one heaven, even if I'm on the verge of death, you guys can't kill me." After Huang Jiao finished speaking, he flew straight towards the giant sword.

"Hurry up and go." The elder who turned into a huge sword transmitted a voice, it seems that he himself is not sure about killing the crazy dragon.

A few young cultivators came to their senses, rushed up quickly, drove Ye Fan and Mo Tusheng up, and rushed into the sky.

Jiaolong doesn't have the strength to take care of other things, and now it just wants to kill the person in front of it to relieve the anger in its heart.

Mo Tusheng's consciousness was sluggish, his spiritual sea was dry, and he couldn't exert any strength.

Ye Fan held the Blood Fire Wheel tightly in his hands, unexpectedly, these people were quite loyal, and even thought of saving the two of them.

"Brother, the Dao weapon in this kid's hand seems very powerful?" But when the few people were running away, when someone saw the blood fire wheel in Ye Fan's hand, they said greedily.

"Hmm." Hearing his words, several people also stared at the Blood Fire Wheel.

"How does this aura look like a sacred weapon?" Someone seemed to recognize the aura of the blood fire wheel, and suddenly said in shock.

"Holy Artifact." Everyone gasped, a holy artifact is of immeasurable value, and only those who have become holy can practice it.

"Senior brother, you can see that they are about to die, how about us?" Someone sealed Ye Fan's five senses after seeing the Taoist weapon in Ye Fan's hand, but the five-color stone in Ye Fan shook them directly The force of the road shook.

(End of this chapter)