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Chapter 445 Long Weisheng

"Holy shit, a sneak attack?" Looking at the oncoming attack, Mu Wenxuan stepped back in panic.

The moment he retreated, there was a violent explosion, and Qing Xiaoye's tough dragon tail hit the jasper ground, opening a huge ravine!

"A soldier never tires of deceit! Little baby, I want to see what you are capable of inheriting my clan's unique skills!"

Qing Xiaoye didn't give Mu Wenxuan time to breathe. After dancing the dragon's body, his huge tail started swinging again, as if sweeping across thousands of troops, swiping down with a shocking force!!

Rumble!!!

There was a violent explosion, and the entire wall collapsed.

"What a ferocious power. Just a normal attack can reach this level. This Qing Xiaoye must at least have the strength of the blue star pattern, right?" Mu Wenxuan didn't dare to push it too hard and directly activated the flash, feeling extremely nervous.

"Uncle Qingyi deliberately deceived me by letting me, a four-fingered arrow disciple, fight against the Qinglong clan with blue star patterns..."

As one of the five ancient tribes of arrow demons, the Qinglong tribe possesses the power of inherited bloodline. The strength of the blue star pattern is almost equivalent to the purple star pattern of ordinary arrow demons.

The purple star pattern is almost like the seven-finger arrow king of mankind. Let alone defeat Mu Wenxuan, I am afraid it will be difficult to resist even one blow!

"Hey, hey, hey, let's discuss it, use words but not force!" After dodging another attack, Mu Wenxuan jumped around and shouted, waving his hands repeatedly.

Qing Xiaoye didn't pay any attention. The sharp dragon claws suddenly cut through the space and fell down with a roar.

"Damn it, I can't avoid it!!" Just after landing, Mu Wenxuan's heart pounded in the face of the oncoming attack. He could no longer dodge this attack and had no choice but to draw out his Silver Feather Ling to counter it.

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Bump!! Boom!!

There was a violent explosion, and Mu Wenxuan flew dozens of meters away and hit the jade wall hard!

"Master Mu!!" Qingyi shouted worriedly when he saw this, but just as he was about to take action, he stopped.

If you want to obtain the Qinglong Tyrant Body Technique, you must pass the test. During the test, outsiders are not allowed to help unless the person participating in the test voluntarily gives up. This rule has been an unchanging rule of the Qinglong clan for a long time. Qingyi naturally knows that the following is not allowed.

Pray secretly.

"Little nephew, hold on, I believe that Huan Fan's disciple must be an extraordinary talent!"

"Little Guitou, I advise you to give up. With your humble strength, you still want to control the unique skills of our Qinglong clan? If you don't give up, don't blame me for your shortcomings!" Qing Xiaoye did not take advantage of the victory and pursued it, but said coldly.

said.

Under the collapsed jade wall, there was a few rumbles, and there was a burst of dry coughing!

"Ahem...it really hurts!" Mu Wenxuan suddenly broke free from the ruins and dusted himself off. At this time, he felt that his whole body was about to fall apart. If Qingyi hadn't helped him reborn before,

, the green dragon bone is tough and indestructible, I am afraid that everyone will be dead at this time.

After standing up, Mu Wenxuan shook his head and said resolutely: "The Qinglong Tyrant Body Art is my treasure, I will never give up, just go ahead and use it!"

Hearing this, Qing Xiaoye's face turned livid, and he scolded coldly: "Hey, you are stubborn and ineffective, then you will die!"

"Noisy! It's not that easy to want me to die! The Three-Finger Law·Ice and Snow Sigh!" Suddenly Mu Wenxuan's whole body erupted with intense cold air, and the cold air swept over the entire audience. Soon, all he could see was the exquisite snow phoenix condensing in the sky.

, constantly spitting ice breath from his mouth, turning the surroundings into a silvery white world.

For an instant, Qing Xiaoye, who was dancing with his dragon body, obviously slowed down, but immediately started running wild again.

Boom!!

Five sharp rays of cold light passed through the palm of Qing Xiaoye's hand and slashed directly towards Mu Wenxuan. During this period, Silver Feather Ling only resisted for a moment, and then Mu Wenxuan flew upside down like a kite with broken strings.

go out.

"Don't resist needlessly, you are no match for me!" Qing Xiaoye scolded!

"Ahem, there is no word failure in my dictionary, Mu Wenxuan!" Mu Wenxuan stood up again. He must obtain the Qinglong Tyrant Body Art. In the future, without Huan Lao by his side, he needs to become stronger. Only

Only in this way can we survive in this world of jungle.

Only by becoming stronger can we protect our loved ones. Only by becoming stronger can we rescue Huan Lao. Strength is the master!

"I want to become stronger, if I can be stronger!!" Mu Wenxuan stood up, his desire for strength in his heart reached an unprecedented height, looking at Qing Xiaoye with cold eyes, his whole body emitted a green cold light.

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A green cold light rose up, and Qing Xiaoye shivered inexplicably, feeling a suffocating fear in his heart.

"This pressure... Could this pressure be Lord Qingyi's Green Dragon Bone? Could it be Lord Qingyi..." After thinking of this, Qing Xiaoye looked at Qingyi in disbelief!

Qingyi was also stunned on the spot. He didn't expect that Mu Wenxuan would know how to use the green dragon bone so quickly!

"Is this the true power of the Green Dragon Bone? It feels so powerful!!" Mu Wenxuan was also stunned. Just now, he only felt that the bones in his body began to stir, and then a vast power surged out of it.

, the power continued to spread throughout his body, making him feel as if he had endless energy.

With strong power surging out of his body, Mu Wenxuan became excited, inexplicably full of fighting spirit, and suddenly waved his fist towards Qing Xiaoye.

Whoosh~~whoosh~~whoosh~~!

A normal attack caused a sound of breaking wind and even the space was torn apart.

"Damn, what a powerful pressure!" Qing Xiaoye let the fear in his heart oppress him, and he could only barely resist. After several attacks, the huge dragon body started to tremble.

Boom!!

"It's me this time!" The attack was effective, and Mu Wenxuan moved his fists again!

Bang bang!

A blow landed on Qing Xiaoye's lower abdomen, causing the dragon's body to twitch several times and back away!

"What a brutal force!" Looking at his fist excitedly, Mu Wenxuan took advantage of the victory to pursue it and suddenly struck again!

"Master Nephew Mu, that's enough!" Qingyi suddenly floated between the two and stopped Mu Wenxuan. He immediately looked at Qing Xiaoye and said, "Xiaoye, you have lost. Master Nephew Mu successfully controlled the Green Dragon Bone.

You are no match for him!"

Maybe others don't know, but Qingyi knows very well that the ancient Qinglong clan had a very strong class system and the oppression between bloodlines cannot be changed at all. Mu Wenxuan inherited his Qinglong bone, and Qingxiaoye will never be able to defeat it, or even at all.

Dare to win!!

"Mu...Lord Mu! I surrender!" Qing Xiaoye gritted his teeth, curled up his dragon body and sighed. Affected by the pressure of his bloodline, even his title changed!

Mu Wenxuan hadn't figured out how he had won yet, so he blinked hard, but he didn't allow him to think too much. Dragon scales suddenly fell from the sky. The scales were engraved with densely packed small characters, and at the top of the small characters were five powerful strokes.

Horizontal comment: "Qinglong Hegemon Body Art."

"Is this the Blue Dragon Tyrant Body Technique?" Looking at the dragon scale in his hand, Mu Wenxuan showed an excited expression.


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