Although the figure of Qin Zu was not as big as a dragon, his figure was extremely agile. He was like an experienced warrior, moving around and moving, constantly circling around the weak places of the dragon.

Then the long sword in his hand left a deep or shallow mark on him, sharp and ruthlessly.

Of course, the dragon also occasionally has the opportunity to counterattack, but overall, Qin Zu's phantom gained the upper hand.

"What is this devil coming from? How could it be so difficult to deal with?"

Seeing this, the white-haired elder couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Although Your Highness still has a solution, those methods all have some side effects.

He couldn't help but turn his head and look at Gu Shuyan who was watching the battle seriously.

From beginning to end, the monks of the Jiao clan didn't know what Long Cheng and Gu Shuyan were talking about, but Long Cheng made a promise of fighting with confidence, which must contain some reason they didn't know.

At this time, Long Cheng was repeatedly frustrated, and Gu Shuyan was still standing there safely, so why didn't she take action?

Moreover, they all swore that they would maintain the fairness of the battle, so how should Gu Shuyan take action?

On the island, looking at the phantom of the dragon that was constantly making muffled groans and constantly being cut by the body, Long Cheng, who was sitting cross-legged, also had a serious expression.

Although the dragon was retreating step by step, he did not change any means.

As if he had accepted his fate, he watched the dragon fall into a disadvantage little by little and suffer constant frustration.

Swish!

Finally, Qin Zu seized the opportunity, and the phantom flashed and a knife passed by.

One of the dragon's claws was cut off by the fierce sword energy and turned into a ball of black and red aura.

Below, Long Cheng's body trembled and a smear of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

The phantom of the dragon was connected to him, just like the bloodline between Qincheng and Qin Zu.

If the phantom is injured, the host will also be subject to a certain backlash.

However, even though the dragon was injured so severely, Long Cheng still did not change at all, and he still controlled the dragon and Qin Zu's phantom to entangle.

Now, the monks who watched the island war noticed something was wrong.

In a duel that clearly will lose, why didn’t Long Cheng make any changes?

Qin Cheng also frowned slightly.

However, I don’t know Long Cheng’s idea, but now Qin Zu’s phantom has an absolute advantage, so of course I can’t make any changes.

Soon, the already injured dragon and another dragon claw were also cut off.

The dragon, which originally had four claws, has now broken half of its limbs and has become completely disabled.

Qin Zu's phantom stepped heavily on the dragon's body and knocked it out directly.

Then he put away the long shield knife in his hand and pulled out a spear that had been on his back.

The gun came out like a dragon, and it was combined with Qin Zu into one, like a sharp light, piercing towards the dragon's head.

Puff!

The sharp spear directly pierced through the dragon's head and penetrated through it. The violent energy pierced the dragon's body directly back and forth.

call!

The phantom of the dragon that was a hundred feet tall dispersed instantly, turning into black and red mist, completely covering the phantom of Qin Zu.

But below, Long Cheng, whose blood was spurted out of the corner of his mouth, showed a successful smile in his eyes.

"Use my blood to pay tribute to the Dragon God, and the barrier will be opened!"

Long Cheng let out a low roar, and two blood-colored eyes appeared again in the black and red aura in the sky, and then these auras began to tremble like boiling.
Chapter completed!