Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

But he was wrong. In the face of a Yuanying full-fledged immortal, he could not kill a seven level dragon at all. If it were not for the carved dragon, he would not be abused by the dragon.

Jiaolong rushed directly to Lingfeng again. Jiaolong Jiao rushed up to Lingfeng's chest. Lingfeng felt the heavy rain and said faintly, "Tiangang 36 moves, the eighth move, thunder cut."

"Boom."

With Ling Feng's words, a dull Lei Diansheng sounded in the whole sky, and then a bucket thick lightning in the sky turned into a terrible sword Qi and cut off the Dragon directly.

"Bang."

The lightning sword Qi directly cut Jiaolong's body. Jiaolong immediately felt paralyzed all over his body, and the pain of tearing his heart and lungs spread all over his body. He never thought it was such a result. He quickly kept rolling. The whole Qianjiang River kept rolling with its rolling. At this time, Jiaolong had fallen into madness, and it rushed down to Ling Feng again.

"Come on, then today I'll walk on behalf of heaven and take your dragon tendon."

When the words fell, Ling Feng rushed up directly, waved his big hand, and hit the dragon head directly with a sword. At this time, Ling Feng also rode on the dragon's back. The Dragon kept rolling and wanted to throw Ling Feng out directly, but the Ling Feng on his back was as stable as Mount Tai.

"Green spirit sword."

Ling Feng shouted and a flash of light flashed. The green spirit sword instantly appeared in Ling Feng's hand. At this time, Jiaolong kept roaring. He felt the terrible sword power of Ling Feng and rushed directly to the bottom of the river. In his eyes, as long as he could throw the guy on his back out, he would not be in danger.

At this time, under the constant attack of Ling Feng, he also understood how terrible the man in front of him was, so he didn't dare to look down and rushed directly into the river. At the moment he rushed into the river, Ling Feng was still on his back and didn't move.

Seeing this scene, all the people on the shore were stunned. They couldn't believe their eyes. This is a seven level dragon. It was unexpectedly driven directly into the bottom of the river by master Ling. It seems that master Ling is riding on its back and wants to strip his skin and cramp.

Now they know how ignorant they are. Even if they want to die together in the face of this seven level dragon, they will only die, because they can't bear the impact of the dragon.

On the river, the dragon is still running around. Ling Feng is not in a hurry. Instead, he looks at the dragon and says jokingly, "yes, I'll see how long you can hop today."

As if he understood Ling Feng's words, Jiaolong roared loudly, and then turned 360 degrees. At this time, it tried to throw Ling Feng down directly in this way, but his idea really came true.

Ling Feng directly left his back and floated in the air. Looking at Jiaolong, he smiled and said, "I heard that the intelligence quotient of spirit beasts is very high, even much higher than that of humans. When I saw you today, I found that the original legend is not credible. Your intelligence quotient is only a semi-pass."

Ling Feng stood in mid air. He knew that the Jiaolong was crazy and wouldn't want to escape at all. So he stood opposite Jiaolong and joked. Sure enough, hearing Ling Feng's words, Jiaolong rushed down towards Ling Feng again, fast as a meteor.

Seeing this scene, the people on the shore suddenly changed their faces. They can feel the terrible power of Jiaolong. If master Ling confronts head-on, is there a chance of winning?