Dragon Herder

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Nan Lingsha withdrew his eyes.

At this moment, she saw Zhu Minglang’s palm, his palm was covered with sword patterns glowing with the light of blue blood!

Looking at the Sword Spirit dragon again, it finally drank the last trace of blood, which came from the blood of the sword master Wen Mengru, just like the blood that fell on the Sword Spirit body when Zhu Minglang practiced his sword every day.

Many times, the man in front of him gave Nan Lingsha a kind of refined and easy-going, even introverted and undisciplined, but Zhu Minglang at this moment, like flames in his eyes, makes it impossible to look directly.

The temperament on his body has undergone tremendous changes with the spread of the sword pattern. The heroic aura is pressing and fierce…

“Let’s see your true face.” Nan Lingsha shook the head, saying that he didn’t plan to choose any opponent.

These people, since they are all here for Zhu Minglang.

Then Zhu Minglang will solve it himself.

And Nan Lingsha also knew that it was a bit redundant to come to protect him.

All I have to do is to watch…

“it is good.”

“I thought I would never get a sword again in my life, but the existence of Mo Xie made everything change again.”

Zhu Minglang told Nan Lingsha that this remark was more like to himself.

At the peak of the tomb, behind the giant statue, 2 sneaky silhouettes have arrived.

One of them actually held a Black Sword in his hand, and the sword was surrounded by dark mist, and at the same time, Zhao Wu’s whole person was also enveloped in a strange shadow.

He is close to Zhu Minglang.

He is also watching the Sword Spirit dragon in midair.

And Zhao Chen is a bit further behind, but there is a Bone Dragon in front of him. This Bone Dragon is extremely yin and evil. In this tomb area, it is more terrifying.

In terms of size, Bone Dragon is not huge, but people on the wall can tell that it is a Bone Dragon Dragon Monarch!

It’s a king again.

Those who dare to climb the highest mountain in this mausoleum seem to have this monarch-level strength!

The Imperial Family 2 brothers are determined to attack Zhu Minglang, and they are unwilling to waste that energy entangled with the Sword Spirit dragon.

They are very close to Zhu Minglang!

Finally, Zhao Wu took the lead.

He was like a night dove, passing the giant statue extremely quickly, and the Black Sword in his hand was even more embracing a black Wind Sword, which made his move more swift and weird!

At the same time, Zhu Minglang’s palm prints are extremely bright.

Knowing that there is a killing intent behind him, Zhu Minglang did not turn around. He stretched out his hand and exhaled:

“Sword Spirit Dragon-Sword Awakens!”

The Sword Spirit dragon flew in the air, and its sword body was so hot that it had just been taken out of the furnace.

It flew to Zhu Minglang.

It flies into the hands of Zhu Minglang!

Zhu Minglang held it firmly, and suddenly, a sword force swept across with Zhu Minglang as the center.

This sword is not a breath, but more like a wave of heat released in a furnace. You can see the hot air falling like Heavenly Fire into the earth, surging and turbulent, magnificent and terrifying!

Jianxu was wrapped around Zhu Minglang’s arm.

The sword pattern on the palm and the texture on the hilt of the sword echoed each other, and the blue blood inscription inside the sword was completely awakened at this moment!

However, the power is no longer purely exploding on the Sword Spirit dragon.

The Sword Spirit dragon and Zhu Minglang have become one body, the soul of blood, as if waking up in the soul of Zhu Minglang, the ancient sword is mighty, but on the body of Zhu Minglang!

“I am a mayfly.”

“The sword is Tianhong!”

Zhu Minglang groaned, but at this moment he moved towards a gorgeous cut behind him! !

He made the sword neatly and without the slightest change, but the sword style was so familiar to him, as if it was imprinted in his soul, so that in the eyes of others, Zhu Minglang was like standing still with a sword…

But he had already used his sword, and the sword power he drew out was like the dawn of dawn and the moonlight in the dark night.

The Black Sword Zhao Wu who came to the raid, his shot was completely blank in front of Zhu Minglang, and when the slash passed over him, his action came to an abrupt halt!

Stopped there, a red mark appeared on his chest.

Suddenly, this trace of blood mist sprayed wildly, and people around could even hear the sound of blood spraying, which was extremely shocking.

The Black Sword fell off from his hand, Zhao Wu knelt on the ground, his head buried, motionless, but blood continued to spurt out from his chest, staining a large piece of black soil in front of him.

“Ka!” The giant statue suddenly cut off at the upward trajectory.

The giant statue, its legs and parts above the legs are sliding apart.

“bang! !!!!!!”

The general giant statue smashed down, causing a shock to the tomb of the 9th army.

On the fascinating wall, 10000 people felt a chill of their souls at the same time.

The largest stone statue standing on the general tomb hill like a sign was cut off by a sword! ! !

And this person is the fallen person who provoked all geniuses-Zhu Minglang!

The Mausoleum Hill is towering in the 9th Army Tomb, and Zhu Minglang is standing at the highest position at this time. He stood there as if he had never taken a shot before, but the simple stroke of his back shook the royal palace. hundred thousand people! !

……

The wind curled lightly, dazzling the hair.

Obviously the imposing manner is like a rainbow, but the air around it is still as quiet as before.

Wen Mengru couldn’t calm down for a long time, she could feel the formidable power of that sword, but the sword was so fast that even the wind couldn’t make any response! !

To practice sword, first practice the sword style.

That is, the force of the sword is strong enough, fast enough, so that the airflow is driven, forming a strong sword wind whizzing past.

But the sword of Zhu Minglang clearly tore Zhao Wu’s chest and cut off the general giant statue. Obviously the formidable power was so great that it could generate a storm because of the sword strength, but there was no blast of air, but it did not let the wind breath disorder……

Wen Mengru took a deep breath.

She slightly squeezed the sword in her hand, although the tiger’s mouth was still painful, as a swordsman, this kind of injury was nothing at all.

The sword master is not only the cultivation base.

It will be in the Sword Realm.

Realm profound people can compete with the monarch powerhouse even if they only use the master-level cultivation base.

At the beginning, Wen Mengru asked her elder sister why her cultivation base was not weak, but she lost so miserably. The elder sister told her that Zhu Minglang’s sword level is extremely high. If the cultivation base can be re-deposited and promoted, she will not even be Zhu Minglang. Opponent.

However, at that time Zhu Minglang was only 17 years old.

She didn’t know what the sword realm was before.

Now that she knows, she wants to know how far she is from him!

Wen Mengru moved towards the highest point of the tomb mountain.

Since Zhu Minglang is holding a sword again.

Then she should fight again!

“Perhaps, as he said, our single side has impossible to defeat him, but there are some things, I will not give in!” Huo Shangjun said solemnly.

Ye Guang of Shenfan Academy glanced at the wound on his shoulder.

Not very deep.

In the same way, he looked at Zhu Minglang.

In Shenfan Academy, no one is more dazzling than him…

In this imperial capital, neither!

He climbed the tomb mountain again.

At the same time, other self-reliant powerhouses also went up in the mountains.

What Zhu Minglang wants is for all of them to get rid of. Now that he has shown great strength, the best way to deal with it is for everyone to join hands and get rid of Zhu Minglang first!

How could it be possible to give Zhu Minglang the spiritual resources of so many forces?

Only by killing Zhu Minglang, they can slowly divide.

The power genius is not convinced.

More people are not willing to be monopolized by Zhu Minglang!

For a time, all the disciplines in the Tomb of the 9th Army, Head Disciple, the chief, or people who have always hidden their strength, flocked to the peak of the tomb!

Zhu Minglang’s sword has made everyone realize that he is the biggest threat.

More importantly, he has declared before that he is the enemy of all of them!