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Chapter 771

The change in Xu Ming's state of mind also made him feel no hesitation in his heart, so the light of the sword that erupted from the stone knife easily cut a gap in the body of the old man in Tsing Yi who is known as the diamond iron bone.

The old man in Tsing Yi also paid for his carelessness with his right hand.

It's just that the right hand can't hurt the root of the old man in green at all. If the dragon that can occupy a lake for such a long time doesn't have some skills, it can't survive in this predicament full of dangers.

The four words "dangerous" apply not only to cultivators like Xu Ming, but also to these beasts who have a strong sense of territory.

So there was only a dragon roar, and the old man in Tsing Yi turned into a flood dragon hovering above the sky again.

It's just a little ridiculous that this flood dragon doesn't have a right claw, and it looks a little ridiculous from a distance.

Xu Ming once asked Liu Yu about the difference between the transformed form and the previous transformed form. For the Six-winged Celestial Silkworm, who has the blood of the ancient times, it seems that he is not affected by the difference between the transformed forms, but once he is reincarnated into the prototype, it means All means are exhausted.

This action seemed to be engraved in the bodies of these strange beasts, so the old man in green who revealed his real body here at this moment also reminded Xu Ming not to be careless.

Although his own knife could cut off his right hand at the elbow level, the tyrannical level of the old man in Tsing Yi's body was pushed to the limit because of this.

Therefore, if Xu Ming wanted to chop off the body parts of this flood dragon like before, it was already very difficult for the naked eye to see.

At this moment, the strange man wearing armor and sitting on the back of a strange bird in the sky at this moment also looked at Xu Ming and the blue dragon through his helmet that concealed his face.

It sat cross-legged on the back of the strange bird, and what lay flat on its lap was a blood-patterned spear.

The palpitating coercion was slowly being released from the gun barrel that was as crystal clear as a bone, and it was obvious that this spear was not ordinary.

But this mysterious man in armor didn't act hastily. Instead, he watched Xu Ming's every move from a high position like watching a play.

What he kept rubbing in his hands was a string of shiny Buddhist beads that had already been rubbed, which was also his favorite action in normal times.

At this moment, the old man in Tsing Yi, who had turned into a flood dragon, was also attacking Xu Ming with a lot of roar and coercion. It seemed that his real power was only after recovering his real body.

There is also a clear difference in his speed from before, and the old man in green who is showing his true self at this moment does not forget to speak out.

"Junior, you are indeed the toughest opponent I have seen in these years. Your knife has brought me a lot of trouble, but this time I will not give you another chance."

The old man in green who had turned into a blue dragon was also attacking Xu Ming with unrivaled power.

For the old man in Tsing Yi, who has returned to his original body, his most basic method is just this unreasonable rampage, using his tyrannical body to the extreme.

With no restrictions on moves, this dragon also has a feeling of rampaging like entering no one's land.

A strange beast that can be equivalent to a cultivator in the Transcending Tribulation Stage does have two skills, but at this moment Xu Ming does not intend to confront it head-on, seeing that it easily dodges the flying dragon.

An astonishing wave erupted from the center of Xu Ming's eyebrows, and the method of transforming consciousness into form was displayed in an instant.

With the support of huge mental strength, Xu Ming's method of spiritual transformation into form was also effortlessly displayed. It was obvious that the dragon's movements stopped for a moment, but it was only for a moment.

Xu Ming tried his best to use the method of transforming his consciousness into form, but he couldn't smash the true spirit of this flood dragon.

The method of transforming his consciousness into form seemed to hit a stone wall, and did not hurt his true spirit.

So this time, he couldn't stop the huge dragon head from hitting him.

boom!
The muffled sound of flesh and blood suddenly came, and Xu Ming flew backwards like a bullet.

At this moment, the entire cyan dragon head is also looking at the thin figure in a huge deep pit with absolute majesty. The old man in cyan has a very clear understanding of his collision.

A body like Xu Ming couldn't get into his eyes at all. In his consciousness, he had never heard of Fenxue and a flood dragon with imperial blood, which really couldn't be described as short-sighted.

Most of them end up in a situation where those who don't know are innocent.

It's just that before he stepped forward to make up the knife, several rays of light gushed out from the deep pit.

There is a palpitating sharpness in each ray of light, which seems to be much sharper than the light that erupted from the stone knife before.

The light of the sword is powerful, but the intent of the sword is sharp.

The ultimate sharpness is naturally the number one skill, and the cyan dragon who is complacent at the moment has no time to realize that these rays of light have already wrapped him up.

Seeing such a dragon can only rely on his own body to resist, but he obviously underestimated the flying sword killing technique originated from Zhao Nie.

The whistling sound together with the astonishing sword cry enveloped the dragon, and the terrifying sword intent forming a sword net made it impossible for the dragon to dodge.

Seeing a flash of sword light, the Jiaolong who had no time to dodge was cut off a pair of dragon horns.

This time, he touched the reverse scale in his heart, and the dragon horn was more important than life to this strange beast that had not yet completed its transformation.

Right now, he is trying in vain to break through the ultimate killing formation that Xu Ming created for him, but it is obvious that Xu Ming, who has obtained the recognition of the origin of the sword, and with the support of huge mental strength, the sword formation composed of flying swords is also the same. It began a bitter stalemate.

But at this moment, a bloody light from top to bottom broke through the barrier of the sword array in one fell swoop and penetrated the dragon's head completely.

At the moment when its true spirit was crushed, a blood hole about the size of a bowl also appeared on the huge dragon head.

Looking at this bloody light, he wanted to compete with Xu Ming's flying sword array, but with a thought in Xu Ming's mind, the flying sword returned to his sea of ​​consciousness and disappeared.

Following the neighing of a strange bird, I saw a strange bird flying from an angle.

Sitting on the back of the strange bird was a mysterious man whose whole body was covered in armor, and the blood-patterned spear that was as crystal clear as a bone in his hand also exuded a trace of sharpness.

After approaching the huge dragon's body, he jumped off the back of the bird and stood in front of Xu Ming.

And the strange bird behind him started to eat the dragon's body without warning, and its strong and powerful beak cut open the dragon's hard body like a scalpel.

A dragon tendon glowing with pale gold was also pulled out by it, and after obediently placing it next to the mysterious man in armor, he gnawed on the essence of the flesh and blood of this flood dragon like no one else was there.

A trace of bloody smell also came along with it.
(End of this chapter)