Disturbed by the sudden attack and severe pain, the scabby tiger dragon roared and rolled desperately in the water. This force was extremely powerful, and it also contained the whole body strength of the crimson demon fish. It immediately stirred up everything within ten feet.
The lake water swirled violently into a whirlpool. Guan Heng was only in the realm of green energy. He was suddenly unable to control his actions and was forcefully pulled towards the tiger dragon's mouth.
"Ouch!" The scaly tiger dragon, which had been waiting with its mouth open for a long time, immediately bit Guan Heng's body. If Guan Heng had known that he might have been able to avoid the bite if he had retreated, he actually did the opposite and suddenly bit him.
The tiger dragon's huge mouth rushed forward: "Want to eat me? Your wish will be granted!"
"噌-噌噌噌--" Guan Heng rushed into the tiger dragon's mouth with two rapid movements in the water. The Hongyun sword "chi la la" swept around in the palm of his hand, not only destroying the tiger dragon's fangs.
In response, it was chopped off, and blood and flesh flew everywhere in the opponent's mouth.
"Puff-puff-"
Spitting out broken teeth and rotten meat one after another, the scabby tiger dragon suddenly felt severe pain and fear. As the overlord of the water in the Zhetian Lake, when had the tiger dragon been attacked like this before? It desperately wanted to spit out the opponent.
, who knew that Guan Heng had already rowed along the throat and esophagus towards the tiger dragon's belly with a squeaking sound.
When it landed on the ground with a thud, Guan Heng suddenly frowned: "This is the stomach bag of the demon fish and tiger dragon?! The stench is so strong that it's so disgusting."
Not only did the stomach pouch contain all kinds of food that the tiger dragon had not digested, but there were also strange things. Broken and rusty swords, axes, and spears were scattered everywhere, and there were even roof ridges and broken pillars of houses.
"Alas..." Guan Heng muttered: "The recipe for the leprosy-scaled tiger dragon is really complex. Where should I find the bronze tablet left by the ancestors of the Cen clan?" Guan Heng thought of this.
, subconsciously took two steps forward, only to find that his shoes and pants were all covered in dark green paste, which seemed to be corroding his clothes.
"Oh no, everything around here is filled with the gastric juices of the scabby tiger dragon!" Guan Heng didn't want his clothes to melt away, so he jumped a few times onto a scattered roof debris nearby. At this moment, he
The ghost's ghost suddenly appeared behind him.
"So you're here too, just in time. Help me find the bronze monument of the Cen clan..."
When Guan Henggang said this, he suddenly remembered something, and immediately reached into his arms and took out the colorful fish teeth: "This fish tooth may have some connection with the bronze monument. It seemed to be warm in my arms just now. This
what is going on?"
"Woooooooo -" It was too late to say it, but then, the big ghost suddenly rushed toward the stomach wall of the tiger dragon diagonally above. Guan Heng looked up and saw that something had been dug into the top of the stomach wall, only a corner of it.
Reluctantly staying outside.
At this moment, the colorful fish tooth in Guan Heng's hand trembled, and Guan Heng immediately shouted: "Big bastard, dig out the contents quickly."
"Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish!" After hearing this, the big demon immediately tore open a piece of stomach wall flesh in front of him with his sharp claws. Between the lightning and flint, something pulled toward Guan Heng's head with a roar.
"Pah!" Guan Heng caught the object with a sway of his arms, and immediately felt heavy in his hand: "It is indeed a bronze monument, and on it is..."
There is also a broken tooth about half a foot long nailed tightly to the corner of the bronze stele. In Guan Heng's view, this is another fang that was cut off by the tiger dragon in the battle with the ancestors of the Cen family. No wonder it happened.
The colorful fish teeth in Guan Heng's palm reflect each other.
At this moment, Guan Heng took a cursory look at the contents on the bronze tablet. They were all ancient words and graphics that were difficult to understand. Fortunately, Guan Heng and Ruotao had studied the recognition of ancient words for a long time, and now they have
I can understand most of it.
"Well, there is indeed a description of 'Cen clan' on the bronze tablet." Guan Heng thought to himself: "It seems that I have found the right thing. Let's go out now, but we can't take advantage of this scabby tiger dragon!
"
At this time, the manicured tiger dragon, which was struggling fiercely in the water, was too seriously injured and had swam to the shore without knowing the direction. It was immediately spotted by Agou and others.
"Look, that's the scabby tiger dragon, right?" Ruotao shouted excitedly at this time: "Look at this guy's gray face and bruises all over his body. He must have been tortured by the young master."
"Bang!" In the next moment, the tiger dragon, covered in blood, hit a huge reef on the shore hard, and there was a "click" sound on its head, and cracks appeared as red mist burst out.
"Shua-puff-puff-thump!" In the midst of the electric light and flint, a burst of sword light and red color accompanied by a rapid sound opened the belly of the tiger dragon on the shore. Immediately afterwards, Guan Heng's head emerged from the water.
came out.
"Huh-puff!" After spitting out the remaining water in his mouth, Guan Heng immediately turned over to the shore, strode forward to the crowd, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you can finally smell the fresh air, you all
I don’t know, but the belly of the scabby tiger dragon stinks terribly!”
"Brother Guan, are you okay?" Hearing Cen Rui's question next to him, Guan Heng immediately handed over the several-foot-square bronze tablet in his hand: "Of course you're okay, and there's a lot to gain. Well, this is the legacy of your ancestors.
Whatever falls into the belly of the tiger dragon should be returned to its original owner."
"Thank you very much." Cen Fang and Cen Rui both said at this time: "Thank you for your hard work fighting the leprosy tiger dragon. Please come with us to our residence to keep warm and change clothes."
…
A short while later, at the residence of the survivors of the Lingong tribe, Guan Heng changed into new clothes, and Ruotao also carefully printed the contents on the bronze tablet.
"Sir, there is indeed a way to repair the broken blade of the divine weapon."
At this time, looking at the cloth with rubbing content, Ruotao said: "The materials prepared are almost the same as what we prepared before. The soul of the hundred-year-old monster, the seven monster beads, etc. are all ready, but
It says here that a highly skilled forger must be involved to greatly increase the chance of success. It would be too rash to do it ourselves."
Just when Ruotao said this, Cen Fang coughed outside and said, "Brother Guan, can I come in?"
"Please come in." Ruotao immediately welcomed the old man, and Cen Fang said straight to the point: "I have seen your broken ancient wooden sword before, and now after thinking about it, I still want to give it to you.
Introduce a well-known forger in the world, and he is the only one who can help you connect the blade of Jumang Sword."
"Oh?" After hearing this, Guan Heng immediately became interested and asked, "But I don't know what this person's name is and where he is?"
"Well, actually it's a bit hard to say this." Cen Fang blushed with embarrassment: "Although I know this person's name and origin, I don't know where he is at this time. You just
I can go and look for it myself.”
Having said this, Cen Fang paused for a moment, and a look of nostalgia for the past slowly appeared on his face: "In the blink of an eye, it was already more than thirty years ago."
——[First update, good morning everyone, Lao Sha continues to ask for subscriptions and monthly votes~\(≧▽≦)/~]——(To be continued.)