Hong Xiaotian flicked his finger on the spine of the sword, and the sword trembled slightly. The sound of Qing Yue's dragon roar was carried away by the wind, which made Liu Qiankun's heart tighten.
"A good sword, a good sword, but it's a pity that it has no spirit to accompany it!" Hong Xiaotian muttered while stroking the sword's spine with his finger.
Liu Qiankun was shocked when he heard this, and said anxiously: "The Qingming Sword originally had a sword spirit, but it was a pity that it was injured by Shi Fan. I wonder if Brother Hong can restore her, just treat it as Qiankun..."
It stopped abruptly halfway.
Hong Xiaotian raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Do you want to owe me another favor?"
...Liu Qiankun was speechless for a moment and could only nod his head to express his acquiescence.
"It's not difficult to revive the sword spirit. Everything needs to be arranged after Hong returns to the island." A slight smile appeared on Hong Xiaotian's lips. He was also full of curiosity about this young cultivator.
An inexplicable good feeling emerged spontaneously.
Liu Qiankun stared at the powerful and almost perverted man opposite him, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy: If he has encountered enough pie-in-the-sky things, then this time the pie is too big.
Bar……
Hong Xiaotian remained silent and stood with his sword on his back, looking at the smoky sea with his eyes, his back became blurry.
A group of silent people stood on the deck behind them, looking at the two blurry figures on the bow of the ship like stupid geese. Their foreheads were all covered with black and blue patches, and some of them were even bruised...
"Almost there!" Hong Xiao Tianping looked at the vast sea without waves, raised the long sword in his palm flatly, and raised an indifferent cold arc at the corner of his mouth.
A thick fog rose on the sea a hundred feet away, and the dense white mist hid the water in the haze, making it look increasingly mysterious and unpredictable.
Hong Xiaotian frowned slightly, then turned around and shouted softly: "Stop the boat!" His words contained an irresistible power.
The group of sailors and merchants seemed to be caught by lightning, and they all started to work after being shocked. The only one among them who could keep calm was Wu Du. He arranged the sailors to anchor and stop the ship in an orderly manner. It was obvious that
Liu Qiankun was filled with admiration in his heart.
"The evil dragon breathed out, and I don't know how many creatures were poisoned. That's all. Today, I, the rebellious swordsman, will be the one to slay the dragon..." There was a hint of helplessness in Hong Xiaotian's words, and the Qingming Sword in his palm flashed out.
Green light.
Liu Qiankun's pupils shrank, because he suddenly saw that the place where the thick fog and sea water met in front of him was churning like boiling water in a pot, and turbid bubbles the size of heads surged out, burst and exploded, and streams of water burst out.
The strong fishy smell that made the man vomit hit his nose, making his throat sore.
Hong Xiaotian turned around and said with a smile: "Have you ever seen this dragon in the sea, little brother?"
When Liu Qiankun heard this, his expression froze, and his heart ached. A figure wearing golden armor emerged in his mind. The golden dragon reluctantly turned over in the void, desperately protecting itself until the last moment... Thinking about the tiger
My eyes were wet.
Hong Xiaotian thought that the cultivator in front of him was excited because he was about to see the dragon. He jumped up into the air with his feet and shot towards the place where the mist was steaming.
"The evil dragon, show yourself quickly!" Hong Xiaotian stood in the sky, shouting like thunder.
Gudongdong!
The bubbles on the sea surface suddenly became denser, and they were much smaller than before, but the speed of the sea water surged more than ten times faster in a blink of an eye. The sea water within a hundred feet around it collapsed strangely, forming a huge whirlpool a hundred feet square.
, but there is darkness at the bottom...
Roar!
A high-pitched long chant resounded through the sky, huge waves rose into the sky, like a wall of blue water rising from the whirlpool, and a black light shot up from the sky with lightning speed and rushed towards the roaring sky.
Everyone on the merchant ship was once again shocked. They all held their breath and stared at the huge thing rising into the sky a hundred feet away.
Hong Xiaotian stretched out his figure and jumped tens of feet out of thin air, barely avoiding the bloody mouth that filled his nostrils. He looked extremely dangerous, but in Liu Qiankun's eyes, he looked calm and calm, not even a little bit nervous.
There were no drops of water on my shirt.
The black light's attack had no effect, it suddenly stagnated in the air, and a hundred-foot-long black dragon appeared in the void.
It has a dragon-like face without horns, four claws on its belly, and a long mane on top. The black dragon is venomous and murderous. It is born ten feet long. It only grows by ten feet after thousands of years. It grows up to a hundred feet long. The one in front of you is the hundred feet long that has been practiced for thousands of years.
Become a dragon.
There are thousands of strange beasts in the vast sea, and there are countless barrier islands hidden in it. It has become a mysterious place that is transcendent. Even people as strong as the Golden Immortal do not dare to go on this boundless sea.
If you act recklessly, you will end up completely destroyed if you are not careful!
Hong Xiaotian stared down at him with cold eyes and shouted: "Ten thousand years of black dragon, I will use you to sacrifice the sword today!" After saying this, he raised the sword above his head with both hands, and the sword's intention was completely natural.
The Wannian Wujiao had already channeled the spirit, so he naturally saw how powerful it was. He swung his body and fled northward, as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye he was above the merchant ship.
Hong Xiaotian frowned, and there was a look of hesitation on his face. He didn't dare to strike down the long sword in his hand, and he actually felt like he was throwing a rat into a trap.
He killed the black dragon with one strike of his sword, but a group of people on the merchant ship also turned into ghosts under the sea.
"Brother Hong, can you please spare this black dragon's life for my little brother's sake?" Liu Qiankun was under the belly of the dragon, like a dark cloud covering his head, and even his vision became dark.
Everyone on the merchant ship was dumbfounded, looking at the gleaming black dragon's belly with fear and fear, their thoughts had completely stopped.
Before Hong Xiaotian could answer, Wujiao had already taken the lead and shouted: "Don't pretend to plead for me, today Ao Qing will fight to the death to support you!"
Hong Xiaotian, who was in mid-air, was suddenly in trouble, and the situation fell into an awkward deadlock.
Liu Qiankun had an idea and blurted out: "I wonder if you recognize the Beast Lord Qionghong?"
When Wu Jiao heard this, he turned his head sharply, looked directly at Liu Qiankun with his big lantern-like eyes, and opened his mouth and said, "How could a monk like you know the name of the Demon Lord?" There was a hint of doubt in his words.
"Qionghong is my sworn brother, and I am the Honorable Xiaoyao in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain!" Liu Qiankun was overjoyed and thought to himself: It seems that I have won this treasure again!
Hong Xiaotian's expression froze in mid-air, and the sword posture condensed in his palm immediately loosened, and the light on the Qingming Sword disappeared.
Wu Jiao doubtfully lowered his head a few feet, almost touching the top of Liu Qiankun's head, and cried out sadly: "Sir, save me!"
Liu Qiankun stretched out his left palm and flicked the black dragon's chin lightly, and saw a flash of black light, and the hundred-foot dragon disappeared out of thin air from everyone's sight...
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