Netizens in the live broadcast room watched Qin Hao spit out a small gourd.

The small yellow-skinned gourds were spinning in the air.

After a moment, it turned into a black-yellow flying sword.

The audience in the live broadcast room were shocked.

"What is this?"

"Gourd Flying Sword? Is there such a thing?"

"It looks very powerful, but this flying sword is so short!"

"It's indeed a bit short. It looks like it's only about ten centimeters?"

"I'm laughing so hard. What can a ten centimeter sword do? It's hard to even shave my legs!"

"Why doesn't Heavenly Master use those two swords from before? Those two swords look much more powerful than this one!"

"This thing doesn't look strong!"

…

Netizens in the live broadcast room were talking a lot.

In the sky of the valley, the dragon holds Master Xuanxu from Mount Vajra in its mouth.

The gesture is to swallow it in the stomach.

Then, Jiaolong saw the man in purple robe on the top of the mountain set up a flying sword in the air and pointed it at it.

Jiaolong's eyes narrowed.

There was fear in his eyes, but not much.

The one I'm afraid of is the guy in the purple robe.

The reason why there aren't many is that the man in purple robe didn't use those two powerful swords!

Instead, he pulled out a small sword.

In the eyes of Jiaolong, what can this little flying sword do?

It takes a lot of effort to get my nails done.

Seeing the Heavenly Master wielding his sword from afar, he charged towards it with a sword.

The dragon roared.

Look at this small black-yellow sword.

It has no illusion that it can rival.

Jiaolong: I haven't survived the heavenly tribulation yet, but the forty-one golden thunder tribulation! Now I have successfully transformed into a dragon, and my feet have seven claws! There are enemies in the world!

What's wrong with the one in purple robe? I don't have the destiny of a true dragon. How can I be afraid of someone in purple robe?

What's more, the sword is so big that it can probably be used in a fight!

Before the dragon turned into a dragon, it swelled up and was full of confidence at this moment.

His eyes were fixed on the Qin Hao color sword.

With a sweep of its tail, the dragon's tail wanted to sweep the big sword away.

However, in the last second, an incredible scene happened.

The big sword collided with the dragon's tail.

It's like a paper knife touching a piece of white paper.

Passed by under the dragon's tail.

It's like scratching a piece of tofu.

The dragon even reacted, but Qin Hao's sword hadn't struck him yet.

In the sky, a small amount of dragon blood poured up in the last second.

The tail of a dragon was cut off by the great sword of Heavenly Master Qin Hao, and it fell down and smashed outside the valley.

Jiaolong realized it beforehand and wailed. His eyes looked at the Qin Hao sword again, but he didn't pay the slightest attention to it just now.

His eyes were full of fear.

That thing is so weak!

At this moment, the small sword and Qin Hao's big sword were just before cutting through the dragon's tail.

Shooting all the way.

Even if Xiaojian tried hard to stop it.

The flying sword still slashed across the valley behind, and the peak of the mountain top of the valley was cut open by a sword just a second ago.

A small amount of rocks rolled down.

A valley was flattened directly by the Heavenly Master's sword.

Wang Wurou, Ye Siyun and other martial arts masters were dumbfounded.

What is that?

With one sword, all the valleys were cut?

That would be outrageous.

What sword?

So little power?

Netizens were even more stunned.

"Fuck! Fuck!"

"What the hell is that? A mountain, just a sword?"

""That thing looks weak"!"

"Is it still this ten-centimetre sword? You're so dumbfounded. People are judged by their appearance, but seawater is measured. It's true that the saying is wrong. A ten-centimeter sword will shock your mother for ten thousand years.

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"Stop talking, your dick is going to explode! You and your mother can only live one person today!"

"Is the guy who just said that a ten-centimeter sword is enough for shaving your legs still around? How is his leg hair doing now?"

"I'm still here. I was 28 years old after shaving my legs, and now I'm 18 and have just grown up. It's a perfect life restarter!"

"You think this dragon is also stupid, hahaha! Its tail has been cut off!"

"Jiaolong: Can his ten centimeter sword kill you? Blanch it!!"

"Jiaolong: Pojun's appearance has been changed to a special iron sword, right? Reported for false propaganda!"

"Facts prove: People can still be too inflated, and suffer small losses when inflated. That dragon is not a classic example of inflated! Now that it is better and has a tail, do you still dare to show off?"

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At this time, the dragon looked at his severed tail.

Then he looked at the valley in front of him that had been flattened by the Heavenly Master's sword.

The dragon is numb.

Damn it!

Is the one in purple robe so fierce?

There is no such thing as a ten-centimeter sword. It looks like a strong chicken, but it is actually a batch of it!

I've turned into a dragon, and I still don't have the Dragon Origin Golden Elixir in my body, so I've still been beaten, right?

Isn't that a bit outrageous?

Xiaojian looked at the dragon.

Long Yuan?

Golden elixir?

What kind of crap is this?

What kind of golden elixir is this?

I don’t have eight golden elixirs! Are you showing off to him?

How dare I mess with you?

Jiaolong was scared.

That sword can cut off its tail.

Should I strike again, or should I cut him in half like an earthworm?
To be continued...