I Have A Dragon In My Body

Sword light, dazzling!

A dazzling sword shadow lay across the sky.

The horrible sword shadow is two to three hundred meters long and emits bursts of golden glow in an imposing manner.

"Ah! That is the Qianren sword of the Lionheart family!" Among the neutral crowd, the guardian of the country recognized the golden ancient sword in the hands of the Lionheart boy at a glance.

As soon as the name of this Qianrenjian came out, it immediately caused a sensation.

"Qianren sword! The one that is said to be the second only to Xuanyuan Sword?"

"Originally, the lion heart boy really owned the Qianren sword. This time Mo Nan even The bigger summon slaves are useless!"

Everyone's expressions are dignified for a while. At this moment, both the enemy and I have a powerhouse respect for Mo Nan. However, despite this, they still feel that Mo Nan is impossible to defeat the Lionheart family.

"This Qianrenjian was heard that one year the Yellow River was hit by a hundred-year drought, and a wordless black stele appeared at the place of Jiuqu! Later, there was a god from Ghost Valley. The craftsman forged the wordless black stele into a Qianrenjian! Unexpectedly, it ended up in the hands of Lion Heart Boy!" The Master Protector sighed when he saw it.

"Mage, in this case, isn't Mo Zhenren destined to be defeated? We will all be ruled by the Lionheart in the future?" He closed his eyes and said solemnly: "I also hope that I will continue to guess the opposite answer. But it is impossible, this time Mo Nan must lose. When he falls from above, he is doomed to lose, forcibly cutting off the soul of the device, That backlash is not so serious! It's a miracle that he can fight this all by himself!"

Everyone was hearing this, and they all fell silent. For the first time, no one would refute the protection of the country. Mage.

They all know that Mo Nan will definitely die in battle. Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, but here is a collection of almost all the terrifying powers of the ancient Martial Arts Clan!

Mo Nan alone, how to turn things around?

Those who are hostile have already shown triumphant smiles.

"Let's die--"

The Lion Heart Boy suddenly screamed and stepped into the air. The dazzling Qianren sword in his hand had already covered his silhouette. At this moment, it was like a golden sun rising from the earth.

He was really boldness of execution stems from superb skill, and he flew directly into the air in front of the huge war slave, standing in the air.

"Trifling giant, the power is there, but it is too bulky to keep up with the speed!"

"Really? I've been waiting for you for a long time! "

Suddenly, Mo Nan's silhouette appeared above Zhan Nu's head, and a cold voice spread from the sky.

At this one hundred meters high place, the pillar of fire shone, and the wind roared, making his clothes and hunting noises, and his silver hair fluttered.

"I will show you the speed of the slave!"

Mo Nan said sharply, right hand index finger to the center of his eyebrows, a drop of blood essence from the center of the eyebrows Pulled it out, and then patted Zhan Nu's head.

roar!! !

Zhan Nu's original vague face suddenly showed two red light, like two huge blood-red eyes. It originally had Fire Spirit burning on its body, and at this moment it looked like a Giant Spirit God crawling out of hell.

The power of the sky suddenly dissipated, and the people who were leaping in the sky directly suppressed their vitality and blood, one after another on the verge of collapse.

"Give me down!"

Mo Nan said, with a sharp punch.

Almost at the same time, the huge war slave blasted out a terrifying fist.

The speed was more than ten times faster than before. Wherever the fist passed, even the air was burning, making a harsh and unpleasant sound.

hong long!

The huge fist hit the Lion-hearted boy with one punch, knocking him out.

I don't know how far the distance is. The Lion Heart Boy stopped when he hit the city wall of the refining facility.

This terrible punch made everyone sucked in a cold breath.

Mo Nan just took his steps and rushed away. The huge war slaves followed his movements, which were also hong long long steps.

"Beast! Don't want to hurt me Young Master!"

Mrs. Lionheart was the first to react. She shot her crutches suddenly and turned into a black rug. In an instant, he rolled towards Zhan Nu's right foot.

However, how mighty the war slave is, he stepped on the ground with one foot.

"One sword breaks a thousand ren!"

Suddenly, the voice of the Lion Heart Boy came out, and then a sword glow was cut across the sky.

Mo Nan's heart shuddered when he saw it. He couldn't think that this Qianren Sword had such a powerful formidable power. If he dodges, he will definitely be attacked by Lion Heart Boy one after another.

Boom——

Mo Nan hesitated for a moment, and one of the legs of the slave was cut off by the huge sword glow!

Mo Nan body trembled, and he just threw himself down. The huge fist of the slave hit the lion-hearted boy on the ground and fell heavily!

bang! !

Zhan Slave punched the Lion Heart Boy into the earth four or five meters deep.

bang! !

Mo Nan not even think, then another punch went down!

"Beast! You dare to hurt us Young Master!"

shua~ shua~ shua~ ——

The batch of Elder rushed forward, wanting the Savior.

Mo Nan's right hand is shot back. Zhannu's giant palm is to accompany his movements. With a bang, he swept away a group of Elders like ants.

"go die for me!"

bang bang bang!!

Zhan Slave's savage punch fell on Lion Heart Boy's body, hitting the entire earth to a depth of more than ten meters.

At this moment, there was a rumbling in the distance.

The soul formation that was protecting the Zhao Family was broken open, and the two sides fought together.

Mo Nan was shocked and looked back fiercely. At this moment, there was a roaring sound from under the huge crater more than ten meters deep.

"One sword breaks a thousand ren!"

Shit!

The sword light soared to the sky, and a sword cut off one of Zhan Slave's arms.

The yellow sand in the sky is pouring down.

The Fire Spirit attached to the war slave suddenly screamed, dragging his dim body directly into the ground, and disappeared.

"little bastard! You go die for me!" Granny Lionheart also took the opportunity to kill her, and her figure fell on the head of the slave, bursting out a powerful True Qi continuously, smashing more than a dozen angers. "Canghai Wrath!" drove Mo Nan back.

Mo Nan shook his figure, flew away backwards, and rushed towards Zhao Family.

The huge war slave lost Mo Nan's control, and with a bang all over his body, they dispersed and turned into piles of yellow sand.

In the huge pit, suddenly climbed up a very embarrassed young man, ragged, with a distorted face, holding a bright ancient sword in his hand, and he was a lion-hearted boy.

Mo Nan leaped back all the way. In the process, enemies got in the way and they were all killed directly.

"Mo Zhenren-you go!" Suddenly, a female voice came into Mo Nan's ears.

Mo Nan was killing the enemy, and he couldn't care to see where the owner of the voice was, but it was not the first time he heard the voice, and he immediately understood that it was the mysterious rain teacher. Yao.

"Mo Zhenren, you are seriously injured now, and you are impossible to win. Their Lionheart family has been entrenched for generations, how can you win by yourself? Go! Leave the mountains without worry Burn!"

At this moment, Mo Nan’s mouth has overflowed with blood, but his eyes are already dazzling, he immediately passed back a wisp of Divine Sense, saying: "If you thank me for life-saving Grace, you can save my grandfather's family! Keep them from dying!"

"None of them can be saved! Go away! There are still more powerful methods in the Lionheart family yet to come out! Be careful—"

Mo Nan's divine sense also swept the horrible sword glow from behind, and his body sank suddenly and fell on the ground.

"Mo Nan, you stop me!!"

There was another stern shout. In the distance, Zhao Family and clansman have been held by the Sand King and the Elders of the Great Family. Come here.

Even his grandfather was pressed against his neck by an angry knife, and was buckled tightly.

When Mo Nan saw this, his whole head was rumbling. The thing he feared the most had happened.

"hahaha, little bastard, you should try again! See if you are fast, or the knife in our hands!" The son-in-law laughed heartily arrogantly, very proud.

Mo Nan is holding the gun, alone facing the enemy densely packed around him.

His figure is lonely, and the setting sun stretches his silhouette long, surrounded by the corpses of his beheaded enemies, and the fire from the forging place shines on the surroundings, and the smoke is filled with smoke and dust, like Independence from the world.

At this moment, both sides unexpectedly started to quiet down, even the Martial Artist who was seriously injured, resisted the pain and did not shout.

"Life is a great man, and death is also a ghost! I still think about Xiang Yu, and refuse to cross Jiangdong!"

In the quiet earth, the Lion Heart Boy suddenly recited a poem Stepping into the air, the Qianren sword in his hand is also dazzling.

"Mo Nan——You can sing yourself!"