The ink clouds surging and the heavy rain poured down.

In the night rain, Yan Xia fell in the corner of the wall, his robe was soaked in the rain. He stared blankly at the thunder dragon rolling away in the night sky, and sometimes it seemed like the sound of a dragon roar.

Lightning broke through the gap in the sky, and he saw a red-clothed man walking from the other end of the long street.

He was barefoot with his hair and only had a red robe covering his body. He had no objects in his body. He was not right, and he also had a sword hidden in his hunched hair.

"This world has never been affected by the extreme..."

Yan Xia heard the voice of the visitor and watched him throw his hat over, covering the rain above his head.

"you……"

"Although you, the master, have little ability, but blood courage is enough. Unfortunately, I still have some things missing if I want to use this dragon-finishing ceremony..."

The night wind blew and chaotic hair. Yang Yu looked up at the sky and saw that the dragon building was rising and falling in the thunder and rain. It seemed like a giant dragon spread across the sky, stirring up the wind and rain.

In addition, under the eyes of heaven, he faintly saw the familiar qi, which was a ritual, but not just a ritual.

The amount of magical powers does not affect promotion.

Jiang only had one or two kinds of magical powers and three or four kinds of Taoist techniques, but his practice had reached the point of being able to achieve the Jiu Yao.

That's why he stopped here.

No matter whether it can or cannot, if he dares to go, Yang Yu will not be stingy with giving in to it.

"Difference……"

Yan Xia came back to his senses in a daze, and did not even notice that the Taoist art on his body dissipated:

"What's wrong?"

hold head high!

Accompanied by thunderstorms and a dragon roar, overwhelming wind and rain throughout the city, endless noises.

But Yan Xia still heard the sound of the red-clothed rich man containing endless waves in his calm.

"A wind is missing!"

Rumble!

And the next moment, everyone in Long Tao Pavilion accompanied by Long Dance in the Sky, angrily exploring their claws, up and down the thunder sea, inside and outside the long street.

Even the red dragon dancing wildly in the rain and the soul, Jiang Shentong, who was about to take the last step, heard the long and long roar that lasted:

"Swordsman Nanling!"

Buzz!

Take one step forward and you have reached the black clouds, walking straight, just like a sun patrolling the sky. The magnificent red light instantly dyed the sea of ​​ink red, the sky!

I saw the wind whistling, and the red clothes were churning like fire, and the dragon's head was clearly below, but the man looked like a dragon in Tengyuan:

"Send the night wanderer to the gods and return to heaven!"

boom!

It was like an ancient god beat the morning bells and evening drums, and the rumbling sound echoed above the sea of ​​clouds.

The sky seemed to be silent for a moment, the sound of thunder rolling, and the roar of the dragon seemed to be suppressed for a while, and it was dimly eclipsed.

In just a moment, the city was filled with guests, and everyone in Long Tao Pavilion was attracted by the Taoist swordsman who had caused a red craze.

I saw it rise up with the lightning, and a long sword that had not entered the level of magic weapon burst out with an extremely fierce light!

It meets the dragon claws pressing from the sea of ​​thunder and converges between the attention of everyone.

Rumble!

The terrifying waves of air blew through the huge Qianshan Mansion like a hurricane.

The thunderstorm in the night was swept away, and the lights all over the city seemed to have been blown out!

Yan Xia looked up in horror.

I felt that under the sea of ​​clouds, there seemed to be a cloud of mushrooms shattering around, and a substantial shock wave swept through all the fields and deserts.

Inside and outside the long street, countless buildings, shops, flagpoles, and old trees were swept by the strong wind, swaying like candlelight in the wind.

"Nanling?!"

This time it was earth-shaking. Almost everyone's eyes were attracted, but only Wei Changshou, Fang Qing, and Qin Xiaoyun's expressions changed drastically!

"The Golden List of the Gathering Money, the ninth place in the Ten Capitals, the master of the Extreme Dao rank, Nanling!"

"It turned out to be him!"

"He, not only is he in Nanling, but he is also in this Qianshan City?"

...

Only a few people know this name in the entire Qianshan Prefecture City, but everyone who knows it was shocked at this moment.

Especially Fang Qing, who was stunned as if he was struck by lightning.

"It turned out to be you!"

Accompanied by a shocking dragon roar, Fang Qing suddenly turned around, his face changed from shock to ashes, and his eyes changed from confusion to red.

Indescribable shame and murderous intent emerged in his heart.

"Senior Brother Fang?"

Long Xiaoyun suddenly exclaimed and turned around suddenly, but saw that his senior brother was urging his sword out without saying a word.

Escape!

"The ninth place in the golden list is absolutely invincible!"

Long Xiaoyun was dumbfounded. He never expected that Fang Qing, who was competing with his family brother Long Jianbo for the first place in the contemporary true legend of Cangjiang, would...

However, Fang Qing ignored what Long Xiaoyun thought at all.

That night was reflected in his mind again and again.

After that day, the sect and even all forces in the sect were suspected of the Nanling that emerged from nowhere, and was suspected to be one of the legendary ten rank masters of the Great Dao, and suspected that he had the strongest feet that could compete with the Nine Emperors.

But only he knew that the person not only had his feet, but his supernatural powers were extremely terrifying!

That night, even though he did not do his best in panic, he was hit into a meat paste by a punch!

"hold head high!"

Almost the moment Fang Qing escaped from Long Tao Pavilion, his ears were filled with a whine of extreme anger!

He couldn't help looking back from the light.

I saw that in the sky, there was a huge red scorching sound, and the dragon roared violently, as if there was an extremely fishy dragon blood sprinkled down!

‘This waste, it’s impossible to stop it with one sword, right?’

Fang Qing almost fell off the sword light. Fortunately, he had landed on the ship, and many disciples from Cangjiangmen stepped forward one after another.

"Walk!"

Fang Qing had no thoughts left at all, and he didn't even wait for Long Xiaoyun, and he urged the ship to take the way.

"Hao God, Reptile! You dare to hurt me!!"

The dragon roar was filled with shock in pain.

The thunder clouds roared, Wu Tao turned his body in a frightened and furious manner, and blood spilled in the sky. He was actually injured by a long iron sword!

The dragon's body is so powerful that even after the whale swallows the worlds, the creatures in all realms are still the best.

Outside his body, there are twelve water-protecting Taoist techniques forever. Not to mention the mortal iron, even the fairy treasures cannot be cut open so easily!

'thunder?!'

He actually possesses thunder magical powers?!

"This crawler defeated me!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wu Tao's reaction was extremely fast, and he instantly realized the reason why his Taoist art was broken, but he still lost the will to resist and roared:

"Stop him!"

"Not stupid yet!"

With one sword, Yang Yu had to sigh in his heart that the old dragon's thick skin was.

If he hadn't seen the Taoist technique outside the old dragon's body, it would have been not easy for this sword to hurt him.

But this is far less sharp than his sword technique, and this thousand-forged long sword is not as good as a two-edged sword.

but……

‘This stupid dragon doesn’t seem to be very brave? Or...’

The moment when he changed his mind, Yang Yu did not stop at all. The sword light was everywhere, and the light even exceeded the light of lightning.

In an instant, only the sound of shrill dragon roars were heard, and the fishy dragon blood sprinkled in the sky, dyeing the rain red.

"Bold mortals dare to hurt Dragon Lord!"

"kill!"

"Don't worry, Lord Dragon!"

...
To be continued...