Saint of the Confucian way

Waves of harsh sword sounds emanate from the ancient sword of the real dragon. There is a faint roar of dragons and tigers in the sword sound, which is enough to frighten ordinary demon Shuai or Jinshi. However, in Ao Huang's ears, the sword sound at this level is not even noise.

Ao Huang carefully waved his left claw and patted Fang Yun's real dragon ancient sword. He saw that the light of its left claw suddenly increased ten times, and a large number of dragon power gathered on it. It was as beautiful and dangerous as colored glass.

Not far away, Guo Zitong was secretly frightened. Although Ao Huang only had claws and a thin layer of glass light, he was not a complete real dragon glass body, but he also had a powerful prototype.

Guo Zitong's eyes then fell on AO Huang's right claw, which was different from the opening of his left claw. His right claw was slightly curled up, and the light of colored glass did not leak out. It condensed in the heart of the claw and could launch a powerful attack at any time.

Guo Zitong shook his head again and marveled at the dragon's fighting talent. Ao Huang was born so long and had such a fighting instinct. The human race can't be compared. The human race has no more than ten years of life and death experience and can't be compared with the dragon race of the same literary position.

The strength of the dragon clan mainly comes from blood, while the strength of the human clan mainly comes from learning. Each has its own advantages and disadvantages. The former is inherently strong, while the latter has incomparable pioneering and extensibility.

Fang Yun's sword was not at all fancy and flew straight to Ao Huang.

Ao Huang made a quick judgment and suddenly flashed a cunning in his eyes. As a dragon, he should study not only the battle mode of the dragon, but also the battle mode between the demon and the human race. No matter how strong the real dragon ancient sword is, it is impossible to hurt a dragon Hou's claw with one sword. After all, the Dragon Hou is equivalent to the Imperial Academy, and Fang Yun is just a Jinshi.

"Hum, if Fang Yun wants to hurt me now, he must use the technique of continuous attack! Besides, it's impossible to hurt my claws. As long as I destroy his continuous attack, he will be able to return without success. What's more, my right claw accumulates strength. Once he really forms a continuous attack, I can also use my right claw to beat his real dragon and ancient sword! The name of the real dragon and ancient sword is from the dragon. How can the dragon be afraid!"

Fang Yun and AO Huang's four eyes intersected. It seemed that there was thunder in the void and the intention of war was soaring.

However, in an instant, Ao Huang's left claw met Fang Yun's real dragon ancient sword. Ao Huang was about to fly the real dragon ancient sword with the dragon family secret method, but he was shocked to find that the real dragon ancient sword did not attack its finger, but flew along the gap between his two fingers.

The real dragon ancient sword fell on the fine flesh between the two fingers of the claw and quickly swept over there with the power of "cutting" in the nine skills of tongue sword.

With a slight hiss, the Dragon Sword flew away, and a foot deep wound appeared in Ao Huang's fingers.

A drop of red and Golden real dragon blood fell on the ground of Wen battlefield. The dragon blood did not disperse. It stood in a perfect ball like a bead, which was particularly magical.

"It hurts the dragon!" Ao Huang screamed. Other demons or barbarians would hesitate or avoid the edge because of the pain, but Ao Huang not only didn't retreat, but accelerated his flight to Fangyun.

Fang Yun nodded slightly. Ao Huang was worthy of being a dragon genius. This injury was nothing to the dragon. As long as Ao Huang rushed in front of him, he would lose.

However, a faint smile flashed across Fang Yun's mouth.

Ao Huang needs a big premise to continue to rush forward, that is, the talent ancient sword can't return quickly after flying out.

Fang Yun will not create this premise for AO Huang!

Under the amazing control of Erjing Wendan, the real dragon ancient sword only flew a short distance, just three feet higher than Ao Huang, then suddenly turned and stabbed Ao Huang in the back of his neck!

Ao Huang is a real dragon, but even the claws of the Dragon saint can't catch his back neck, which is a defect caused by the body structure of the dragon family.

"How could it be so fast!" Ao Huang roared. At the same time, his body immediately began to roll over rapidly. His reaction was fast and his rollover was sensitive, just like dancing on a sword, forming a strange sense of violence.

Even as the king of the sky and the sea, the speed of the dragon clan also weakened when it rolled, but Fang Yun's real dragon ancient sword seemed to know what to slow down, and still chased Ao Huang at the speed of Wuming.

This time, the goal of Zhenlong ancient sword is Ao Huang's back brain.

"Don't force Ben long to fight with you!" Ao Huang roared. He had to retreat to avoid Fang Yun's real dragon ancient sword and held his stomach fire. If it is a battle of life and death, he can resist Fang Yun's attack and rush over, but not to mention that he will miss. Even if he succeeds, he will be badly hurt, and the gain is not worth the loss.

Fang Yun retreated and opened the distance with AO Huang, while controlling the real dragon ancient sword to turn again. This time, he went straight to Ao Huang's dragon claw. It seems that he is going to face a decisive battle.

"The dragon will directly solve your broken sword!"

Ao Huang roared and suddenly stretched out two claws. His ten fingers were like a cage locking the sky. The colored glass was shining and grabbed the real dragon ancient sword of Fang Yun.

Guo Zitong's heart jumped. Once Fang Yun's talented ancient sword was grasped, it means that the battle has failed. Even if there are dragon scales on the real dragon ancient sword, he can't resist the fierce grasp of the real dragon's two claws.

Even the wound of Ao Huang's left claw could not be healed.

Seeing that Ao Huang was about to succeed, the real dragon ancient sword passed between Ao Huang's two wrists at an incredible speed, first swept over the dragon mouth, cut a hole on the upper lip and lower lip, then rose, hit Ao Huang's Dragon horn and made a clear sound.

"Pain!" two drops of dragon blood fell from the corner of Ao Huang's mouth, like blood golden pearls rolling gently on the ground, pressing out faint traces.

Before Ao Huang finished shouting three painful words, the real dragon ancient sword returned again.

A look of fear flashed in Ao Huang's eyes. He thought he was the real dragon marquis. Both blood and demon level were higher than Fang Yun. Even if he was hurt, he could heal quickly, and a drop of dragon blood would not fall. Who knows that Fang Yun's real dragon ancient sword contained too much power, which reduced his self-healing ability to the lowest. The wound could not heal in three days.

Ao Huang thought that he was lucky to be a real dragon. If he changed to an ordinary dragon, it would be good if the wound healed in three days and didn't expand.

Ao Huang's eyes flashed and roared, "the Dragon doesn't care about you. You must hurt your real dragon ancient sword first!"

In the process of speaking, Ao Huang dodged the real dragon ancient sword many times, neither flying to Fang nor retreating much.

Ao Huang, with the strong reaction ability of the dragon family, can often avert danger, so that Fang Yun can't hurt him. In the process of dodging, his eyes kept changing and seemed to be thinking about something.

Guo Zitong stared at it carefully. It was like an earthworm chasing a python in front of him. It was very strange. Then Guo Zitong stared at Fang Yun's real dragon ancient sword carefully.

"What a strong edge, not only inside but also outside. He must have used some great pregnant sword poems and Kaifeng poems! Moreover, his dragon pattern is completely different from our dragon pattern. It's not a virtual dragon pattern, but a real dragon pattern, which is no different from the dragon pattern on the keel. His courage... I'm just the same, and his sword speed... Is equivalent to a few years ago I'm a freshman, and the power of the sword is far more than that of an ordinary Hanlin! "

Guo Zitong secretly judged in his heart and was more and more shocked.

However, the three foot long real dragon ancient sword kept chasing Ao Huang to attack. Although Ao Huang had not been hurt, it occasionally passed over the dragon scale or dragon horn.

Ao Huang has been avoiding, but his eyes are burning like fire, not decreasing but increasing.

The real dragon ancient sword once again passed the Dragon horn, and it was about to turn and fall as usual, and AO Huang turned sideways to avoid as before. However, at the moment of turning sideways, the dragon tail suddenly rose high, like a huge peak inserted into the sky, and then hit Fang Yun's real dragon ancient sword.

The dragon's legs are short, but the dragon's body is long and bendable. This blow is a famous Dragon wagging its tail. The speed when it erupts is no less than the five Ming talent ancient sword. Its strength is that it can easily smash the saint child demon handsome into meat and mud. It is the strongest killing move of the dragon family.

Fang Yun's look changed slightly. The real dragon's power was too strong, and AO Huang had calculated for a long time. The only result of his hasty attack was to hurt the real dragon's ancient sword. He had no choice but to withdraw the sword.

Fang Yun immediately concentrated and used all his strength to control the real dragon ancient sword to fly down.

With a "bang", Ao Huang's dragon tail hit the end of the handle of the Zhenlong ancient sword, causing the Zhenlong ancient sword to suddenly accelerate its fall and leave Ao Huang's attack range.

Fang Yun's body trembled and his courage moved. When he looked at it, the dragon scale on the surface of Caiqi ancient sword split half.

Fang Yunxin said that the dragon family was really extraordinary. If the talent ancient sword of the ordinary holy academy scholar was attacked by this kind of attack, it would have been bruised all over, and might even collapse into pieces and completely lose its lips, guns and swords.

"Eh? The dragon scale formed by your talent sword sound is very powerful! Come again!" Ao Huang began to take the initiative to attack Fang Yun's real dragon ancient sword with dragon claws.

Fang Yun lost momentum, but he was not impatient. He kept thinking that Ao Huang's Dragon horn and claw were not afraid of the real dragon ancient sword, and the dragon tail was also very hard. It was also impossible to be broken down by the real dragon ancient sword, but the ordinary dragon scales in other places could not bear the power of the real dragon ancient sword.

"If you want to win Ao Huang, you must give him a medium degree of trauma, otherwise he won't admit defeat!"

Fang Yun thought and retreated.

Ao Huang kept praising himself with complacency and said Fang Yun didn't deserve his name.

Fang Yun was not fooled. Ao Huang's mouth was broken, but he was obviously pretending to nag in the battle. As long as you look at his eyes, you can see that he not only did not relax at all, but could launch a fatal attack at any time.

After a while, Fang Yun's steps suddenly appeared slight vanity, and a few drops of sweat appeared on his forehead. He immediately evaporated the sweat with his talent.

Ao Huang continued to say other words, as if he didn't find Fang Yun's talent left at all.

After a while, the real dragon ancient sword once again passed by AO Huang's dragon mouth from bottom to top. This time, Ao Huang seemed unable to dodge, and his mouth was cut. Then he suddenly bowed his head because of pain, resulting in the Dragon horn rubbing the real dragon ancient sword, making a harsh sound and forming a little spark, which reduced the speed of the real dragon ancient sword.

Just when the speed of the real dragon ancient sword dropped to the lowest, Ao Huang's dragon head suddenly sank, and the dragon tail suddenly rose. He waved the dragon tail again. This time, both strength and speed were faster than before!

Ten percent faster!

It completely surpasses the five talented ancient swords in speed.

The second half of the dragon body is surrounded by wind and thunder, as if it carries Tianwei!