r Dao Xiang Lin Qinight's brow frowned tightly.the road there is so narrow that can you pass a vanmaybe, but what's he doing there There is nothing there but old buildings that have long been abandone...the border of Lintang City. Above the

clouds, a huge green shadow swept across the sky, waving its wings, rolling up the gale, and flickering hundreds of meters forward in the blink of an eye.

on the back of the green shadow, the raving eyes looked around warily, and his face was dignified.

there is nothing in the sky but floating clouds.

Zhou Ping seems to have given up hunting them, even though they are about to fly over the edge of Lintang City, they still do not show their bodies.

but even so, the raving did not relax at all, because the unease and fear of hanging the sword from the top still made his body tremble uncontrollably.

can't see Zhou Ping, which makes him more frightened.

Ding -!

the invisible sound wave came from the rear, and a ray of sword spirit instantly pierced through the space, chopped on the left wing of the wind dragon!

raving only feel a white awn flash, the wind pulse of the dragon will roar in pain, only this wisp of sword, its left wing has been chopped off 2/3, the incision is extremely smooth, blood spattered out.

the wind pulse dragon, which lost its center of gravity, tilted to one side, but luckily the strong wind supported its body, and it did not lose control directly, but staggered on. There was another soft sound of

, and the second breath of sword roared from

.

looking back, his face was a little ugly, his black tuxedo was stirring in the wind, and he held out a hand, a gorgeous and psychedelic light blooming from his palm, trying to wrap the smell of the sword.

"nightmares." Babble and murmur to himself.

the psychedelic light flows rapidly, and in a trance, it seems that one strange world after another was born in the light, forcibly engulfing that ray of sword.

standing on the back of the wind dragon, his face turned pale and blood flowed slowly from the corners of his mouth, nose, and ears.

forcibly swallowed this ray of sword with a real nightmare, which caused a great backbite to his body.

the sword spirit of Kensei is not so easy to pick up.

"Hmm" Zhou Ping's voice of surprise came leisurely from the air. He watched the two galloping figures and muttered to himself, "Let me see, how many swords can you pick me up"

Ding!

several swords flashed across the sky in succession, and the overflowing meaning of the sword directly tore the thick clouds on the path into pieces, and the invisible killing covered the whole sky!

two of the swordsmen actively chopped into the psychedelic light and crushed it.

poof -!

the raving words suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and my mind seemed to have been stirred into a paste by the breath of those two swords, and my consciousness was so blurred that I could not even stand firm.

his seven orifices began to flow with black blood.

there is a look of despair in his raving eyes.

there is no escape.

if it goes on like this, there is no escape!

"turn around and fight with him!" The essence twinkles in the raving eyes and clenches his teeth.

the body of the dragon under his feet stagnated, instinctively resisting this order, but under the control of the soul contract, it still chose to turn around, roar, and hit hard against those wisps of sword spirit!

"Ho ho ho!!"

it opens its mouth, and the bluish wind is brewing in front of it, then gushing out with the sound of the dragon!

[soul wind] the wind blew those swords slightly, but could not slow them down at all. The huge sword spirit chopped on the body of the wind dragon, leaving several deep blood marks on the bones in an instant!

the sword spirit wreaked havoc in the body of the wind pulse dragon, and the severe pain made it forget the instinct of flying, and the huge body fell uncontrollably.

its breath is extremely faint.

when Zhou Ping saw this, his brow frowned slightly, and he stepped across the space and came under the falling wind dragon.

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letting such a big dragon fall back into the city is bound to cause a large number of casualties and cause panic. He can't let this happen.

"well, cut it down to the point where there is no residue left."

Zhou Ping held the Dragon Elephant Sword in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked up at the huge body of the earth dragon falling from the sky. The sound of the sword sounded and the tide exploded with him as the center.

he raised his hand,

pointed at the wind dragon above,

chopped it out with one sword!

countless fine swordsmen are like waves splashing on the rocks, instantly shrouding the body of dragons, and in the thick and dense atmosphere like fog, the blood begins to spread at an astonishing speed!

every dragon scale, tooth and claw of the wind dragon is like white paper thrown into a shredder and easily chopped to pieces.

the wind-veined dragons, the size of half a hill, began to dissipate strangely in the air.

three seconds later, the body of the wind dragon has disappeared.

the blood mist drifted away slowly with the breeze.

Zhou Ping looked up to the other side. Under the open sky, there was no more raving figure, and his eyes were slightly congealed.

"I can't believe I ran away."

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Manor.

Shen Qingzhu walked in the corridor on the first floor. After leaving the scene of the death of the twelve seats, Shen Qingzhu put the radio on a windowsill to make sure that there was no one else around. He said, "can you hear me"

.

Zizi.

the radio is running again.

"Yes."

this time, the originally deep and magnetic male voice has disappeared and has become the voice of a young girl.

Jiang er can freely control the sound line and simulate anyone's voice by adjusting the magnetic field of the radio.

"can they also hear Lin Qi Nights"

"well, they're right next to me." Jiang er's voice paused. "they asked me to say hello to you, Agent drag."

Shen Qingzhu's mouth rose slightly and untraceably.

"We'll talk about old times later. Have you found out where the third seat is"

"next to the underground altar, he has been seriously injured and we are on our way."

"seriously injured." Shen Qingzhu thought, "what about the ninth seat" You didn't do anything to him, did you "

"he was also on his way to the underground altar, and we deliberately avoided his route."

"OK, I'm closest to the underground entrance. I'll go first and see what happens."

Shen Qingzhu put the radio aside and walked into the underground passage.

after Zhou Ping chopped open the altar with a sword, the whole underground space was a mess, the air was filled with dust, and even the line of sight was a little blurred.

Shen Qingzhu looked around intently as he walked down. in the hazy dust, the huge gray altar had been cut in half from the center, and at the foot of the altar, a figure was standing there.

the third seat.

Shen Qingzhu frowned slightly when he saw this.

the altar has been cut down, and the third table is still on the ground. what do you want to do

"ahem." The pale third table looked at the altar in front of him, coughed twice, then noticed the noise coming from the other side of the stairs, and turned to look.

after seeing Shen Qingzhu, his face softened a lot.

"what's going on out there" The third table asked.

Shen Qingzhu hesitated for a moment, "everything is under control!"

& LtterPativeMurray, the maintainer will correct the chapter within two minutes after submitting it. Please wait patiently.th a wry smile."there's really nothing I can do about you."then, let's be heroes.an Qingyu turned his head and stared at the crowd standing side by side in front of the surging giant. A moment later,...