City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

Sikong Longsword knew that the attack power was comparable to the human distracting mid-level golden scorpion, and the strength was more than just that.

If it really goes crazy, then the entire Longhu water can be stirred by it.

And this attack was just a small attempt by the Golden Jiao.

In addition, Sikong Longsword also knows that with the keen sense of the Golden Jiao, he must have discovered many threats lurking around Longhu. It may also have the purpose of deterring the lurking by killing those strong Nascent Souls. .

The deterrence of the Golden Jiao obviously had a great effect. With several other latent forces, seeing that nearly a hundred Yuanying strongmen had suffered a great loss and suffered heavy losses, it really didn't dare to take it lightly.

Sikong's long sword couldn't stay still if he didn't use other forces.

He prepared for this for decades, and spent ten years, with huge manpower and material resources, to set up heavy killing arrays around Longhu, just for this day, how can he miss this rare opportunity?

"kill!"

Sikong Longsword finally shot.

With a loud shout, his figure broke through the air and went straight into the clouds.

The eighteenth battle will follow.

Across a distance of tens of feet, 19 people headed by Sikong Longsword surrounded the Golden Dragon and formed a large sword formation.

"Huh? Prisoner Demon Formation?"

Fang Bai was startled when he saw that the sword formation created by Sikong Changjian and others was actually the prisoner demon formation created in his previous life.

He immediately thought that before his previous life ascended, he had left a lot of opportunities in the three thousand great worlds, waiting for the destined people, this Sikong long sword, he did not know where to learn the prisoner array.

It's just that the Prison Demon Array deployed by Sikong Longsword and others looks a bit nondescript, at most only one or two of the essence of the original formation.

But Fang Bai believed that this nondescript Prison Demon Formation was also many times stronger than the "Storm Sword Formation" of the Eighteen Generals, otherwise they would not use this form to siege the Golden Flood Dragon.

With the cultivation base of the nineteen people including Sikong Longsword, if Fang Bai were to train them, they would be able to trap that golden dragon easily, or even kill the golden dragon.

"attack!"

After Sikong Changjian and other nineteen people formed a large array of prisoners, they launched the first wave of attacks.

The golden great sword of Sikong's long sword, plus the 18 long swords of the eighteen generals, cut out hundreds of sharp and unmatched sword lights, with indestructible spiritual energy, interlaced into a discreet sword net, covering from all directions to the gold Jiao.

In the golden Jiao’s eyes, there was a humanized cold light. Seeing the sword net shrouded, its ten-foot-long body was spinning in the air. In an instant, the ten thousand golden light rushed out of it and expanded to all directions. The aura of water like a huge wave attacked the sword net that was enveloped in it.

When the Golden Jiao counterattacked, it was also the time when its defense was weakest. Taking this opportunity, the golden giant sword in Sikong's hand pointed towards the sky, and a golden sword light broke away from the sword end and rushed into the clouds.

In a blink of an eye, a large dark red net with a radius of several tens of meters descended from the sky quickly, covering the golden Jiao.

The big dark red net is woven from the tendons of thousands of one-horned golden-eyed cows. Although its tenacity is not as strong as the tendons of the golden scorpion, it is not as tough as the tendon of the golden scorpion. It is difficult to break free from it.

"It seems that Sikong Longsword has done a lot of work in order to hunt down the Golden Jiao!"

Fang Bai thought secretly in his heart, sensing the astonishing energy fluctuations and horror aura spreading on the dark red big net, and couldn't help worrying about the golden Jiao.

Sure enough, after the big dark red net covered the golden dragon, the golden dragon shook his tail and twisted his body. He wanted to replay the old tricks and tore open the big net covered on his body, but he didn't expect to struggle more. The dark red The tighter the net.

"kill!"

Sikong Longjian and the others knew that the time was fleeting. Amid the violent shouts, the eyes blared with lightning, and the golden glow of the golden sword in their hands spewed out several feet long, stabs the golden dragon through the gap between the big dark red nets. The weakest part of the body under the neck.

The yellow-gold sword light, like lightning that suddenly lit up in the dark night, dazzled and dazzled the big lake, piercing the neck of the struggling Golden Dragon.

If it is an ordinary spirit weapon, or even a holy spirit weapon, it won’t hurt the Golden Dragon at all, but the golden giant sword is a king-rank middle-class spirit weapon, coupled with the strength of Sikong’s long sword, the human sword Oneness broke out an astonishing attack power.

"puff!"

The sound of the metal entering the flesh came out, and the sword tip of the golden giant sword pierced into the golden dragonfly's body. Although it did not cause serious damage to the golden dragonfly, the blood gurgled out and still made the golden dragon feel pain.

The injured Golden Jiao was obviously irritated, and he let out a roar that was almost a dragon's roar, and the tail rolled up, carrying a huge wave of water, and drew it towards Sikong's sword.

Sikong's long sword used spiritual energy to protect his body and gold giant sword to block it. It was still flew tens of meters away by the huge power of the dragon tail. The blood in his body surged and his face changed suddenly.

Obviously, if you fight alone, Sikong Longsword is not the opponent of Golden Jiao at all.

The Venerable Spirit Snake lurking on a large tree in the distance, although he is also a distracting mid-level powerhouse, but seeing the blow of the golden dragon, he changed to himself. I am afraid it is difficult to stop it, but it is not Will be as embarrassed as Sikong Longsword.

No one thought that the golden dragon in Longhu was as powerful as a sibling!

The Golden Jiao flew the Sikong long sword, struggling with his huge body, trying to get out of the dark red net woven from the tendons of the one-horned golden-eyed cow. However, the big net is extremely tough. Struggling and getting bigger and smaller, it's always tearing.

Eighteen Golden Lights smashed through the air, and the eighteen wars formed a storm sword formation and began to attack the Golden Jiao.

Sikong Longsword knew that the big net would not be able to trap the Golden Flood Dragon for too long, and the timing was fleeting, so he gritted his teeth and stood up and attacked again.

The nineteen most powerful people in the city lord’s mansion joined forces and fought fiercely over Long Lake with the Golden Jiao. The golden light shines, the aura is agitated, and the astonishing pressure continues to spread in all directions. The water of the entire Long Lake seems to be stirred, and it continues to rise several feet high. The water waves are surging.

The Golden Jiao, which was restrained by the big net, had limited combat power, but its counterattack was still powerful. With a giant tail swinging left and right, there would be no enemy.

Sikong Longjian and others were repeatedly swept away by the golden dragon's tail. Some of them had broken clothes and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, and they were obviously injured.

The Golden Jiao was also scarred all over his body, dripping with blood dripping into the Dragon Lake below.

The Golden Flood Dragon is already a half-dragon body, and its blood is extremely rare. If it is used to refine spirit pills or spirit tools, it can greatly increase the effect or power of spirit pills or spirit instruments.

If in normal times, it is impossible to get a drop of golden flood blood, and at this moment, the golden flood blood gurgled out like raindrops continuously dripping into the lake and wasted in vain, making the powers lurking all around regret.