In an instant, the black sword light fell on the golden dragon's huge head, turning into an extremely violent force, surging like a stormy sea.
The Purple Thunder Sword Technique is stronger than the previous one, and the power of Wind and Thunder Slash is definitely not comparable to that of Dark Thunder Slash.
The golden dragon raised its head and roared, and a strange force rippled out, as if it wanted to eliminate the strength of the sword. But after a moment, the golden dragon seemed to be a little powerless, and the power revealed from it
It was quickly suppressed.
Bang!
In an instant, the golden dragon exploded into countless tiny golden light spots, floating in the void, twinkling, as if they might dissipate at any time.
The strongest monk in the sixth level of Lingchi? Leng Qing, you are nothing more than that!
Mu Han snorted, but Leng Qing opposite him seemed to be completely irritated by Mu Han's words. He screamed fiercely, and his face was swollen red, as if all the blood in his body had gathered in his head, and then, bright red blood
It shot out from the desert like a fountain, turning into a bloody mist in the void.
call!
As if iron filings were attracted by a powerful magnet, the golden light spots that exploded began to condense as soon as they touched Leng Qing's blood. The speed was so fast that even his mind could not catch it. Leng Qing almost vomited blood at the moment.
, another huge golden dragon gathered and formed.
However, compared with before, the body surface of this golden dragon was covered with fine blood threads like spider webs, which looked quite terrifying.
With just a slight swish of its tail, the golden dragon appeared in front of Mu Han with lightning speed.
Huh?
This change happened so fast that it was quite unexpected by Mu Han.
It was too late to use Wind and Thunder Slash again. Mu Han's thoughts moved slightly, and a huge shadow emerged from his body, which was the Thunder God's Shield.
Luo Cheng, it’s time to end!
Leng Qing's cheeks twitched, and he laughed suddenly, licking the blood on the corner of his lips with his tongue. A ferocious look flashed on his face, and his right hand shook violently at the same time, and the golden whip in his palm made a harsh sound, as if it could kill people.
His eardrums were pierced, and the overlapping spiral force overflowed from the golden whip and was tightly restrained, as if it was going to crush the living wooden sun knife into powder.
It's time to end!
A weird smile appeared on Mu Han's face. The moment his words rang out, the golden dragon hit his Thunder God Shield. Amidst the violent explosion, Mu Han's body trembled violently. The Thunder God Shield also hit him.
Shaking and trembling, it seems that it will dissipate into nothingness immediately.
However, the situation of the golden dragon was even more tragic.
The long body actually condensed into a ball after the collision. First, the blood streaks on the golden dragon's body shot out one after another and exploded in the void, dyeing the space of dozens of meters around with blood red. Immediately, the golden dragon's body
It's also like a fuse being lit. It instantly turns into countless dots of golden light.
A look of horror appeared on Leng Qing's face involuntarily. He integrated his own essence and blood into the Golden Flame Dragon Phase. It can completely double the attack power of the Golden Flame Dragon Phase. Even the monks from the Seventh Heaven of the Spirit Pool cannot survive intact.
To resist such an offensive.
However, what the seventh-level monk of Lingchi could not do, his current opponent could do it!
puff!
When Leng Qing was shocked, his heart seemed to have been hit hard by a giant hammer, and another mouthful of blood spurted out. However, this mouthful of blood also woke him up, and he stared at Mu Han and Luo Cheng in disbelief,
You... Before the next words could escape your throat, they were suppressed by a loud roar.
At this time, the Living Wood Yang Saber tightly wrapped by the golden whip began to vibrate at an unprecedented rate.
call!
The green light of the Living Wood Sun Blade soared, and the strength soared. The golden whip tightly wrapped around the blade was broken apart bit by bit. Sensing this abnormality, Leng Qing did not bother to explore what methods Mu Han used to resist.
In his golden dragon form, the true energy in his body surged and rolled away along the golden whip.
Mu Han raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth. As the saying goes, metal can overcome wood, and if there is too much wood, there is no metal. At this time, the Mo Xin Divine Water in his heart palace has weakened to the extreme, but the Xuanqing Lingmu has grown rapidly, and the wood's magic power has expanded instantly.
Double. With the support of such majestic magic power, the living wooden sun knife can no longer be suppressed by the cold golden whip. Moreover, not only cannot it be suppressed, but it has a tendency to be suppressed.
What's going on? Luo Cheng, how could your wood power suddenly increase so much?
Leng Qing screamed in shock, and the golden whip in his hand trembled violently. But when he finished speaking, the golden whip could no longer hold up. After a crash, the end of the whip wrapped around the Shengxiang Muyang knife was cut by a sharp blow.
The blade cut into several pieces and fell to the ground with a clatter.
It was damaged to such an extent that although the remaining Taoist patterns in this golden whip can still exert some power, it will no longer be a super-grade Taoist weapon from now on.
My ‘golden whip’!
Leng Qing screamed, as if he were mourning for a heir, but with a snap of his fingers, the Xingxi Muyang Sword whizzed towards him. At this time, if Mu Han wanted to kill him, it would be easy, but now it was a competition between fellow sects, and Mu Han couldn't
Then really take his life in front of everyone.
When he was only two meters away from Leng Qing's body, the Xingxi Muyang Knife suddenly paused in the void, but the fierce energy was already swaying from the blade, striking down on Leng Qing's body like lightning. At this moment, this god
The Xuanfeng disciples have not even recovered from the fact that the golden silk whip was seriously damaged.
Bang!
Almost without even making a sound, Leng Qing's body was thrown away heavily like a defeated piece of leather, and fell dozens of meters away. He fainted, still holding the half of the golden whip tightly in his hand... For a moment,
There was unexpectedly silence around Wufeng Tower, and the silence between heaven and earth was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
A moment ago, everyone thought that Leng Qing, who had successfully mastered the holy martial arts such as Jin Yan Long Xiang, had a great chance of winning. However, they did not expect that Leng Qing was completely defeated by Mu Han with just a snap of his fingers, like a dead dog.
Lying motionless on Wufeng Terrace, unconscious.
The huge contrast between before and after made everyone find it hard to believe their eyes, and they were unable to react immediately.
In the sixteenth competition, Luo Cheng wins!
I don’t know how much time passed, but Hu Xingyun, as the supervisor, suddenly came back to his senses, appeared on the Wufeng stage, and announced the results of the last competition with a complicated expression.
After a brief silence, there was an uproar around Wufeng Tower. Yesterday, Mu Han submitted sixteen letters of challenge. Today, Mu Han achieved a brilliant record of victory in sixteen games, giving many doubters a resounding warning.
The slap made everyone find it hard to believe their eyes.
Luo Cheng, is he really just a monk in the first level of Lingchi?
,please.
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