Dragon Herder

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That is Martial Sect’s mighty spirit, similar to Jianhong, it is a divine might beyond the power limit of physical body and mortal flesh.

The mighty and mighty, every time a seemingly ordinary fist strikes, but the imposing manner is like a mountain torrent and avalanche, so that Zhu Minglang, who is holding his sword, feels like he is fighting a majestic terrifying natural disaster, not a monk.

His fist, which can collide with a sharp sword, is as hard as iron.

His arms can easily bounce off the blade, making the blade blunt.

He kicked it, more like a brown ancient beast.

Zhu Minglang took a few steps back, not really afraid of the monk, but on the other side, a few fire runes of the underworld flew over. If you don’t avoid it, the flame that directly burns the soul will cause great pain. .

Just after avoiding the fire rune, a large group of banyan bees lined up into a black wall, and slammed down.

Zhu Minglang tore through the wall of the banyan bee with a sword. He whirled on the spot and swiped the blade fiercely on the ground. He saw a large flame burning hot on the sword.

The flame was green and red, attached to the sword, and it didn’t even disappear.

And Zhu Minglang has accumulated the power of his whole body, gorgeously waved the sword of azure blood in his hand, and saw a long shadow of azure-red flames soaring from his sword! !

“Azure Dragon sword!”

Zhu Minglang’s sword is dancing, and what it dances is a blazing Azure Dragon, and you can see the blazing Azure Dragon flying and coiling above him with Zhu Minglang’s sword dance. The dragon body is huge and long, and the flames are hot and dazzling…

The bee demon Legion turns into a terrifying weird cloud swirl, smog, and when Zhu Minglang sweeps the sword, the flame Azure Dragon is waving its tail in the air, and when Zhu Minglang is lifted, the flame Azure Dragon leaps and bites, Zhu Minglang When the sword is turned, Azure Dragon is even more hovering and strangling!

The Azure Dragon of the green flames, I don’t know how many banyan bees have been wiped out, and all the clouds are dispersed. In the end, Zhu Minglang pointed the hot sword in his hand at the majestic Martial Sect.

The flame Azure Dragon flew away and hit the monk Yanghua with the body of flame at the moment it was about to disappear.

Yanghua leaned his horse and pushed his palms outwards. The brown aura turned into a huge ancient bell, which covered the monk’s body, and the Azure Dragon body turned into a wave of raging flames, and burned out even more. After a sea of ​​flames, the monk didn’t seem to be afraid of flames at all, and his clothes showed no signs of burning.

It’s just that Zhu Minglang walked on the flames, and the sword of blood in his hand was still in a hot state, and the inscription was imprinted on his skin, making him seem to have a flame golden body!

“Monk, you are still far behind, so you can use it for cultivation less and more!” Zhu Minglang appeared in front of the monk Yanghua.

“I see how you break my mighty golden bell!” Yanghua, the monk, raised one foot and straddled it even further. That foot stomped to the ground, feeling the ground sinking a bit.

At the same time, the mightiness in his body is more vigorous, and the ancient bell around him can be seen becoming more solid!

“That’s optimistic,” Zhu Minglang said.

Suddenly, Zhu Minglang took out his sword, and the sword was about to take a photo, causing the monk Yanghua to shrink back subconsciously. When he discovered that Zhu Minglang’s sword was actually not at all breaking his own golden bell, Yanghua could not help but float up. Smiled.

“Shua !!!!”

It was another sword, and the shadow left by the sword was deeper. Right in front of the monk Yang Hua, for a moment Yang Hua thought that the shadow of the sword had penetrated his curious golden bell, making Yang Hua’s back chill.

“Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua! “

Zhu Minglang’s speed suddenly became extremely fast, so fast that it seemed to others that 7 sword masters were attacking monk Yanghua at the same time.

Zhu Minglang’s sword is even more ill. The sword shadow of the previous sword is still in the air, and his next few swords have been pierced out. Gradually, the remaining sword shadow around the Yanghua golden bell is getting more and more. The golden bell is densely packed with black swords! ! !

In the end, Zhu Minglang’s posture and sword shadow turned into a penetrating line, passing by Yanghua, and the afterimage and sword shadow behind Zhu Minglang also slowly disappeared…

“Pu chi pu chi pu chi ~~~~~~~~!”

The grand golden bell disintegrated directly, and the monk Yanghua inside was more like being stabbed in the body by several hundred swords and pulled out at the same time!

Bloodshot, from the head, from the chest, from the 4 limbs, from the back…

The mighty and mighty Martial Sect powerhouse is like a punctured blood bag, slowly falling down, falling on this flower of blood painted by his own blood!

He Qingqian was on the side, the poison float in his hand was about to be thrown. After seeing this scene, his little hand trembled involuntarily.

Zhu Minglang turned around and revealed a smile that made He Qingqian have one’s hair stand on end, and said, “Do you want to experience my stinging technique? Make sure to avoid all the key points.”

“You monster, I surrender!” He Qingqian’s face was pale, and he hurriedly took away the poison.

She is just a quasi-monarch-level talisman, unable to contend directly with the monk Yanghua, let alone face the horrible sword technique of Zhu Minglang.

Experts are down. It’s better not to invite humiliation to oneself if she keeps a distance to harass the little runemaster.

“Hand over the brocade box, you can go.” Zhu Minglang said.

“I already handed it to the referee with a beacon before I came…Aiya, be careful!” He Qingqian suddenly reminded Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang also noticed a hidden baleful qi coming from behind. When he turned around, he saw a ghost dragon in front of him for some time. The ghost dragon and ghost claws were terrifying and moved towards his heart. Grab the location!

Zhu Minglang was too late to dodge, but fortunately he swung his sword directly.

The ghost claws heart, this is a fatal blow. The man who controls the ghost dragon wants the life of Zhu Minglang!

But just when its claws were about to pierce Zhu Minglang’s chest, Zhu Minglang’s body suddenly sparked with molten radiance. These rays of light were intertwined into a molten Fire Armor shadow, protecting Zhu Minglang’s chest.

The ghost dragon’s claw failed and immediately wanted to escape, but Zhu Minglang had a killing intent in his heart. He glanced in the direction of the ghost dragon and saw the same eerie ghost qi, the Imperial Family Zhao Chen, and saw him Those vicious eyes!

This guy had always pretended to be weak before and only let the Bone Dragon shoot.

But when he was not paying attention, he called out a more terrifying ghost dragon and wanted to take his own life!

Zhu Minglang will not be merciful to such a person, even if he is a child of the Imperial Family!

“Is it alive?”

Zhu Minglang coldly said.

He slowly raised the sword of blue blood and pointed the tip of the sword towards the sky behind him.

With a breath, Zhu Minglang closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes revealed a frightening glow!