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Chapter 165 Sword Awakening (1)

Ziyunlong had just returned to the battlefield and suddenly faced this slash.

In an instant, a thousand pounds of force fell on its floating dragon, and the surrounding space seemed to fall together.

"Bang!!!!"

The purple cloud dragon fell heavily from a height of hundreds of meters. Its purple scales were as hard as silver, but it shattered a large area for a moment, and the lengthy keel bones seemed to have broken several places.

Its location is a stone statue of a general.

The stone statue has been powdered, and the hillside has become a terrifying depression. Ziyunlong is lying in this depression, and his body is countless times heavier. It has been difficult for a long time to get up.

The blood oozed out from the broken scales on the abdomen and turned into drops of blood, floating towards the sword spirit dragon on the high place.

The sword spirit dragon's blade was red with blood. It looked like an old ancient sword just now, but it became more and more like a battlefield sword, with divine power blooming!

The sword body began to burn.

The sword spirit dragon seemed to be reborn in the battle, and the inscription ancient soul sleeping in its sword was also awakening!

"Blue Blood Inscription."

Zhu Minglang's mouth floated. Perhaps only he who had been immersed in the abandoned sword forest for ten years could recognize this sword of blood.

The blood of the hero was hidden for three years and turned into jasper!

Use this jade to shape the sword body. Once you enter the battlefield, any enemy blood that you touch will be cut by yourself. It will shine with a sharp edge!

There are many such ancient swords in the body of the sword spirit dragon. Their souls will only awaken under specific circumstances. The most direct and fiercest of them is the green blood inscription!

When standing still, the sword body is as exquisite as jasper.

When slashing, the sword seemed to burn, blood red and eye-catching!

"It's still a little bit short of it. Perhaps the blood of the sword master is the most wonderful." Zhu Minglang looked at Wen Mengru of Miaoshan Sword Sect.

Wen Mengru held the sword in her hand, and her attention was all on the sword spirit dragon.

Similarly, she had never seen such a dragon.

There is no dragon, like a sword, even more courageous than a real sword weapon!

The swordsman Zhu Minglang mentioned is of course Wen Mengru.

The sword spirit dragon was approaching from the sky, and the crimson blade attacked. Wen Mengru looked solemn and hurriedly raised her sword to fight.

"Clam!!"

The seemingly agile sword dragon has an extremely exaggerated weight.

Wen Mengru used her sword power to fight, but immediately felt her palms numb and her steps were a little disordered.

"Quick Sword Style!" Zhu Minglang said.

After ten years of practicing swords, the sword spirit dragon understands all the sword styles of Zhu Minglang. It is agile and fast. After the sword sinks, it will attack directly with a fast sword.

The sword is dark and Wen Mengru also responds with a fast sword. From the beginning, others can see swords colliding, and only the afterimages of the sword rain sword are left, and in the end they can only see the sparks of the swords colliding!

"Ding!!!Dingding Dingding Ding Ding Ding!!!"

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!!!"

The sword was like a sudden rain, and Wen Mengru kept taking steps back. Her eyes were focused and her expression was solemn, as if she was fighting with a certain swordsman master.

However, her tiger's mouth was hot every time the confrontation was happening, and she knew that her thumb and index finger were cracking!

This sword spirit dragon not only has high cultivation, but its sword speed is still accelerating.

Wen Mengru has reached its limit and needs to rely on strength to resolve some irresistible sword attacks. However, the interval between each attack of the sword spirit dragon is shorter and faster to draw the sword. Wen Mengru's hands begin to numb, and the palms begin to wear out the skin...

...

Huo Shangjun, Ye Guang, Wen Mengru, all the top power players in this competition, but they were forced to retreat by Zhu Minglang alone.

Many of the city towers are dragon shepherds and gods, and their eyesight is far beyond ordinary people.

They saw the sword spirit dragon, and were equally shocked and confused.

There is a real sword spirit in this world?

What's even more incredible is that the sword spirit turns into a dragon!

No wonder Zhu Minglang is so rampant that he does not take the geniuses of major forces seriously at all.

The cultivation level of this sword spirit dragon is at least the monarch level, and it seems to be becoming stronger with the awakening of its inscription!

"This dragon is indeed rare in a thousand years, but it is just a dragon king. If Zhu Minglang did not shout so rampantly, he would indeed have hope of using this sword spirit Dragon Dragon Lord to seize the resources he wanted and shine brightly. But there are so many masters in the Nine Army Tomb Mountain..." The elder of the Canglong Palace said.

"One person fights against the chief disciples of three major forces, and they are already very strong!"

"I didn't expect that Zhu Minglang would still be so powerful when he transformed into a Dragon Shepherd."

All major forces were amazed on the surface, but they felt extremely uncomfortable.

Those brocade boxes were all blood from them. Zhu Minglang had already used war to sweep away many treasures, and now he swept across the powerful in the tomb of the Nine Army...

The most important thing is that Wen Mengru, Ye Guang, and Huo Shangjun obviously couldn't take the sword spirit dragon, and wanted the others to be scared away directly. Isn't Zhu Minglang the same as one taking up most of the resources!

This was not what they had agreed on before.

The situation is not very good!!

"Isn't fool, why are you still standing there? Just attack the Dragon Shepherd." A man wearing a blue dragon robe said angrily at the top of the city tower.

Naturally, his words could not be heard so far in the Nine Army Tomb Mountain, but fortunately, the people from the Emperor Young Gang were not pure fools. At this time, the two brothers Zhao Wu and Zhao Chen of the royal family had already gone up to the Tomb Mountain from the other side.

...

On the Nine Army Tomb Mountain, Zhao Chen and Zhao Wu did not walk up from the front, and their goal was obviously Zhu Minglang.

The sword spirit dragon is extremely powerful. Huo Shangjun, Ye Guang and Wen Mengru can entangle it. Zhao Chen and Zhao Wu directly attack Zhu Minglang. Even if the sword spirit dragon comes to protect it, Zhu Minglang is equivalent to being attacked...

Isn’t it that he let go of the big words that he wants everyone in the Jiujun Tomb Mountain to get out?

It would not be embarrassing that they join forces to eliminate his big threat first.

What's more, the brothers Zhao Chen and Zhao Wu came with a mission.

What they want is to pray Minglang’s life!

"Did the royal family use this method?" At this time, someone had already seen the behavior of these two people on the mysterious wall.

"This is not a competition, it is a competition. The Dragon Shepherd Master cannot protect himself. It is a kind of weakness." Someone immediately retorted.

Indeed, if the Dragon Shepherd Master cannot protect himself on the battlefield, he will still be dead.

Fortunately, most dragon shepherds are not lone heroes, and the dragon shepherds often have personal protection for the dragon shepherds.

While Zhao Chen and Zhao Wu were acting, a woman wearing a veil appeared near Zhu Minglang.

She quietly observed the surroundings, as if waiting for some people to fall into the trap.

Zhu Minglang saw Nan Lingsha and smiled and said, "Pick a rival you find interesting, and leave the rest to me."

Nan Lingsha's eyes fell on Wen Mengru.

Wen Mengru was on the slope of the mountain, under a huge rock, she was gasping heavily, holding the hilt of the sword, but there was a blood seeping at the hilt of the sword. The blood turned into a blood bead and flew towards the sword spirit dragon...
Chapter completed!
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