The sky sword appeared, and the dragon roar shook the sky.

The boiling blood excited the dragon clan. They looked at the eighth prince's figure and wanted to follow him for a while.

This is a knife that can condense the dragon clan.

And this knife is right in front of you.

Not to mention the Dragon Clan, there is also a strong feeling compared to others. The power of the three swords of Aolong is too amazing.

The sword rises and falls into the world invincible.

"Aolong's three swords, how did the Eighth Prince learn?" Jiu Zhongtian was a little surprised as he drank the wine.

"Someone will teach you." Mo Zhengdong said casually.

He probably knows who taught it.

On the other side, Fairy Zhu Qing looked at Fairy Miaoyue:

"How did the senior sister confirm that the Eighth Prince learned the Aolong Three Swords?"

Miaoyue laughed softly:

"Fairy Ran Jing knows her child so well, so she should ask her this."

Fairy Ran Jing glanced at these two people and did not speak for a moment.

But I have a lot of guesses in my mind.

.

Everyone was a little surprised in the twelve directions.

The appearance of the three swords of Aolong was something they did not expect. This sword technique has long been lost, and I heard that someone has used it.

But no one knows who can use this sword technique.

The Abyss Ancestral Dragon looked at Jiang Lan and couldn't help but ask:

"Is the Unparalleled Fist God a dragon?"

"Impossible, the Unparalleled Fist God has gained my friendship. I know him the most. He is despicable and cunning, and he eats people without spitting out bones.

It's definitely not the dragon clan." Emperor Youdu helped Jiang Lan defend himself.

Jiang Lan felt that Emperor Youdu had any prejudice against people? Or was it because Emperor Xihe and others did it too much?

For these strong men, the representative of the human race is Kunlun.

Because most of Kunlun are humans.

So the impression of Kunlun is the impression of people.

So in the eyes of others, the peak masters of Kunlun are despicable, cunning, and swearing people without spitting out bones?

He felt that it was certainly possible that it was because of Master Miaoyue.

"He is indeed a human being." Mother Earth God said.

It is impossible for Jiang Lan to see through it directly with a blind eye, but as the Earth Mother Goddess of the Earth Kirin tribe, he has other abilities.

She was sure that Jiang Lan was a human race.

The others cannot be determined.

Jiang Lan never spoke, the Eighth Prince knew how to apologize and three swords, and they suspected that he taught him.

Cangyuan Zulong roughly knew about the Eighth Prince, and it was impossible to have contact with the Aolong Three Swords.

There is only one thing that cannot be seen the most clearly, that is the Unparalleled Fist God.

Therefore, it is reasonable to suspect the Wushuang Fist God.

But it's not a dragon, so this suspicion is reduced by half.

It is impossible for the three swords of the dragon to learn it without the dragon.

Especially the dragon clan is excited, in their perception, only the dragon clan can do this.

"The result is coming." Emperor Xihe reminded.

"It's too late to understand." Yun Xiaotianren had no unnecessary expression on his face, but just looked down.

At this time, the Eighth Prince held the Heavenly Sword and truly held it.

He realized that the Wushuang Fist God Sect was not an ordinary sword technique, but the three swords of Aolong that had been lost for a long time in the dragon clan.

At this moment, he felt that he could do anything.

The sword swells and the clouds are surging, and the power is tilted.

He faced Pengcheng's sword and wanted to use his own sword to defeat the opponent. Now his blood is boiling, and he feels that he can do anything.

When Pengcheng saw the appearance of the three swords of Aolong, he was not afraid at all, and the sword was still slashed.

No matter what, he will defeat the other party.

"Chop me!"

His long sword slashed on the other party's sky sword.

boom!

boom!

A powerful force explodes directly.

The roar rang out in the sky, sweeping everything.

Click!

Bang!

The long sword belonging to Pengcheng was broken, but his sword intent did not weaken at all, so he continued to cut it down.

boom!

The Eighth Prince did not have any fear.

Everything is a contest of strength, a confidence in one's own way.

Bang!

The power exploded, directly knocking the two people away.

The golden body was damaged by this attack.

Not moving.

After that, both of them lost their strength and fell into the sky.

"It's over, I'm going to lose."

The Eighth Prince wanted to get up, but his injuries were too serious, so he couldn't move. Just now, only the three swords of Ao Long made him excited, and now he was powerless.

The consciousness has been blurred.

It seems that he can't get up anymore, and the Eighth Prince began to lose consciousness.

He just used all his strength to use his sword, but failed to win, and he really lost.

However, before losing consciousness, he was surprised by the fact that he could have the three swords of the dragon.

This is what the Wushuang Fist God teaches him, so the Wushuang Fist God Meets.

So the one on Longming Island is actually the Unparalleled Fist God.

Under pressure, the situation can be reversed by integrating the core and knife skills. This is taught by my brother-in-law.

From the beginning, the Unparalleled Fist God has been very nice to him.

How could you teach yourself the most important sword technique of the dragon clan without relatives or reasons?

so...

Kicking away everything is impossible, even if the answer is outrageous, it is the closest to the truth.

The Wushuang Fist God is his real sister.

On Longming Island, I will be apologized to the three swords, take good care of him, and have a good relationship with my brother-in-law.

This must be the case.

After that, the eighth prince lost consciousness.

Pengcheng on the opposite side is much better, at least he will not lose consciousness, but his body will find it difficult to move.

"The Eighth Prince lost."

Yunxiao Tianren looked at the two people below and spoke.

Although both of them were severely injured, one lost consciousness and the other was still awake.

"How do you think of the Unparalleled Fist God?" Emperor Qiong Gou looked at Jiang Lan.
To be continued...