No one took action anymore. Even the three god-level masters were confronting each other instead of fighting. Everyone was staring at the misty little golden dragon.
The misty little golden dragon was as if it had been scalded by boiling water. It was twisting and rolling, looking extremely painful.
It kept struggling in that strong beam of light, as if it wanted to break free. Unfortunately, it seemed to be extremely magical, but it also seemed too weak. It could only fight left and right in that strong beam of light, but was killed.
limited within it.
"If anything happens to it, you will all die!"
The dragon group god-level master said angrily, and then rushed out. His whole body was shining with silver light, like the Nine Heavens Sword God. He swept out the long sword in his hand horizontally, trying to sweep away the other two god-level masters.
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Although the two Yamato god-level masters knew that the opponent's angry attack would be very powerful, but at this critical moment, they could not move away at all and had to block the dragon group's god-level master.
The old man Yamato once again held up his blood-red dagger to resist, while the middle-aged woman let out a sweet shout, looked at her still pink palm, and slashed towards the neck of the dragon group's god-level expert.
One defense and one attack, both at the same time.
The dragon group god-level master sneered. Under normal circumstances, he should retreat or put away his sword at this time, because the attack would be blocked, and he would also have to face the attack of the woman who is also a god-level master, but he did not
Making the wisest choice, he let go of the sword and swept it out of his hand. He stretched out two fingers again and slashed at the middle-aged woman's wrist with a sharp sword light.
The speed of this change of move was very fast, and the Yamato woman did not expect it. Therefore, after the long sword left the palm of the dragon group's god-level master, the Yamato woman saw that her palm sword was about to hit the opponent's neck, but the opponent
The sword light suddenly hit her wrist first.
Immediately, blood spattered, and a bloody white palm was split off after the woman screamed.
At that moment just now, the dragon group's god-level expert replaced his sword with one without a sword, but he still had the same terrifying attack power.
The long sword that flew out from the hands of the god-level master of the Dragon Group swept the dagger of the old Yamato with its mighty sword power, and swept the old man and the dagger away.
Although the middle-aged woman had one of her palms broken off, she did not make any sound of pain. Her face instantly turned pale, and her other palm was also imprinted on the chest of the dragon group's god-level master.
As a god-level expert, she would not break off a palm easily. Her palm also knocked the dragon-level god-level expert back two steps, and caused blood to flow from the corner of the dragon-level god-level expert's mouth.
After the dragon group god-level master stood firm, he waved his hands, and the long sword hovered in the air without anyone in his grasp. Then the light all over his body shone again, and suddenly, he slashed hard.
Toward that strong beam of light.
Han Feng was extremely surprised that an uncontrolled long sword could exert its power automatically. He couldn't help but think of the sword-wielding skills in movies, TV and novels!
The old man Yamato wanted to stop him, but unfortunately he was too late. Faced with such a method that even a god-level master thought was magical, he seemed a little slow to react. By the time he swung his dagger over, the long sword had already struck the strong beam.
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In an instant, the silver light released from the long sword and the white light released when the strong beam resisted the attack were intertwined, causing the dilapidated base to tremble.
When the strike failed, the long sword flew back and circled in mid-air for several times before slashing down again. The silver light around it became stronger, and the mysterious talisman patterns on the sword circulated even faster.
"Slut, attack him together. As long as you get rid of him, you can stop that broken sword!"
After the old man Yamato reminded him, the dagger in his hand shone with bursts of red light, and the rich smell of blood filled the air again, stirring in the entire hall under the conflict of the momentum of the three god-level masters.
boom!!!
The long sword struck the strong beam of light again. After the dazzling aurora flashed, the strong beam of light was still intact. However, when the strong beam of light shook, half of the foggy golden dragon's head was exposed, and it seemed that it was still intact.
There is a real chance to break free.
The middle-aged woman had sealed the acupuncture points on her arm so that the broken arm would no longer bleed. She licked the blood at the corner of her mouth with her tongue, and then slowly turned into a woman while everyone was stunned.
An old woman who looks to be sixty or seventy years old.
In the state of a little girl, she is only the peak of late-stage innate strength. In the state of a middle-aged woman, she is a little more powerful than the average first-time god-level powerhouse. In her current state, she should be in her true state, and her strength will definitely not be greater than that.
Old people are worse.
It's just that she was injured due to carelessness just now, so she seems to be unable to exert her full strength in her current state.
The old man Yamato was the first to attack the dragon-group god-level master who had no sword in his hand, but his dagger was unable to break through the silver protective aura on the opponent's body.
The old woman's other hand looked very dry, like a dead branch, but her nails were like five sharp swords. While shining with a cold light, she kept scratching around the dragon group's god-level master, but she was unable to break through the opponent's defense.
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At this time, the dragon group's god-level master was like an invulnerable god in silver armor. No matter how much the two Yamato god-level masters attacked him at will, he remained unmoved, but his face became paler and paler, and the corners of his mouth were slurping loudly.
Spraying blood.
No matter what, he still tried hard to keep his protective silver light from collapsing. With his body trembling, he still controlled his long sword to chop the strong beam.
Now he doesn't dare to move, because it will affect the cutting effect of the long sword. Even if he dodges, the other two are also god-level masters, and their speed is a little stronger than him. His dodge will not be useful at all. He might as well concentrate on it.
Carry it with all your strength.
At this time, the little golden dragon had already broken free half of its body from the strong beam, with its head and two front paws exposed.
"Let's attack this beam too!"
The scar-faced woman shouted softly, and the sharp thorn in her hand pierced the strong beam of light.
Strangely, the other Yamato ninjas and masters of the Dark Council did not stop the scar-faced woman, and even laughed at her attack.
The sharp thorns of the scar-faced woman, blessed by her true energy, struck hard at the strong beam, but they were bounced away after a burst of brilliance from the strong beam.
The spikes instantly broke into countless pieces, and the scar-faced woman was pushed away by the strong light. If Han Feng hadn't stabilized her body, her body would have been smashed against the metal wall of the hall.
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No wonder the opponent didn't stop him. It turned out that they knew that ordinary attacks would have no effect at all.
The other masters of the dragon group did not move again, but what surprised Han Feng was that the little golden dragon kept staring at him, looking pitiful. But when it stared at him like that, Han Feng actually found that he
The flow of dragon energy in the body has accelerated a lot.