Thirteen bronze swords quickly formed a sword formation under the control of the demon, surrounded Ning Xiu and directly blocked all his retreat.

The light green light illuminates on each bronze sword, which makes people clearly feel the fierce murderous aura.

Ning Xiu blocked the thunder hammer on his shoulders, reached out to wipe the blood stains from the corner of his mouth and looked at the demon. As he thought, fierce fighting could consume the surging internal energy in his body, thereby alleviating the pressure his body was under.

Thanks to these internal forces, the wound that the demon had just penetrated his body with a sword was immediately stopped from bleeding, and it would not affect Ning Xiu's physical condition too much.

"kill!"

With a light shout from the demon, the thirteen bronze swords each burst into green light and shot rapidly at Ning Xiu. A green snake with teeth appeared on each bronze sword, spitting out a very long thread and biting Ning Xiu's body.

Weapons have spirits, which is exactly the manifestation of the third grade in the imperial military. The weapons they raise have produced soldiers with slight intelligence, and will burst out with more powerful power when fighting with people.

Faced with the attack of thirteen soldiers and spirit snake shadows, Ning Xiu tried his best to open the golden bell for the body protection, frantically poured his internal force into it, and urged the golden bell for the maximum extent.

The golden bell for the body protection lighted up, and the bright golden light was like the sun, and a large number of golden lights burst out, which was far beyond the golden bell for the body protection that Ning Xiu used on weekdays.

Bang!

The first bronze sword hit the golden bell to protect the body, and the teeth of the snake shadow soldier spirit were then bitten on the surface of the golden bell.

Click!

The teeth of the Snake Shadow Soldier broke instantly, but there were two more cracks on the surface of the Golden Bell.

The bronze sword edge slowly inserted into the golden bell, but it was quickly stuck and stiff and unable to move.

More than ten subsequent bronze swords hit the golden bell one after another, and pierced them one after another, but they could not truly penetrate, let alone hurt Ning Xiu.

"What?!" The demon was surprised when he saw this scene. He knew how sharp the bronze swords he had carefully refined were.

But he was unable to break through Ning Xiu's body protection golden bell.

The demon frowned and immediately changed the formation. As his gestures activate, the thirteen bronze swords inserted into the golden bell of the body protection retreated one after another, and the sky was soaring towards each other.

Under Ning Xiu's gaze, it formed a giant sword. The whole sword body emitted a dazzling green light. Under the control of the demon, the giant sword fell from the sky, like a judge of a sinner, falling accurately at Ning Xiu's place.

The moment the giant sword fell, a heavy sense of oppression enveloped Ning Xiu's body, making it difficult for him to step forward and leave the range where the giant sword landed.

The ice surface under Ning Xiu's feet began to invisibly crack a large number of fine lines, and at the same time, the friction sounds under the ice layer sounded violently, implying that this place may collapse at any time.

As the giant sword got closer, Ning Xiu felt a trace of death threat between life and death.

"Good come." He kept attaching his internal force into the thunder hammer in his hand. Ning Xiu tightly grasped the hammer handle and swung it directly upwards with a hammer.

At this moment, a large number of electric arcs suddenly appeared on the body of the thunder hammer, which had always been very ordinary. Under the blessing of the arc, the entire hammer body seemed to have unprecedented divine power.

As his eyes were gaze, the thunder hammer and the sword edge of the giant sword finally collided!

boom!

In an instant, the lightning arc rioted, and a huge thunder exploded directly above the Dragon King River. This thunder sounded like never before, and the people of Qiantang City were frightened by the thunder and their faces turned pale.

Some timid people even fell to the ground on the spot.

The giant sword could not withstand such power at all. It began to collapse and shatter from the edge of the sword. The bronze sword that combined into the giant sword broke one after another and was damaged on the spot.

But Ning Xiu was not much better. He was instantly blown away by a huge wave of air and fell to the ground and flew up several feet away. The ice position he was standing on before was blown to collapse in this battle, shaking high waves.

"Puff!" The demon spitted a mouthful of blood mist, and his body standing on the flying sword became shaking, extremely unstable.

Finally, he swayed and fell directly from the flying sword and fell to the ground.

The people in the Imperial Bing Dao are already in their physical condition. Their strength and hard work are all on the weapons they raise. In this breath, the thirteen bronze swords were all destroyed in the battle with Ning Xiu, and the consequences were no different from the severe damage to the demon's body.

The demon man lying on the ice looked at Ning Xiu with incredible eyes. He could never accept his sword style. He did not crush Ning Xiu, but instead he suppressed him.

He used the fourth grade of martial arts to attack the enemy and the third grade of military power. Although he destroyed all the demon's weapons, Ning Xiu's own fate was not much better.

At this moment, his body was like a broken bellows filled with fragments, breathing heavily, and bleeding everywhere in his body. Even if he used internal force to heal his wounds, he could not keep up with the speed of stopping the bleeding.

However, the only good news is that the internal energy in his body has been consumed to a normal level in this battle and will no longer cause any explosive damage to Ning Xiu's body.

Feeling the rapid refinement of internal energy in the martial arts, Ning Xiu quickly summoned the proficiency panel and once again raised the level of the Fenyang Taiyao Sutra.

The twelfth floor of the Burning Yang Taiyao Sutra!!

At this moment, Ning Xiu felt that something seemed to have been opened in his body, and his whole body was greatly sublimated.

On his arm, all the internal force released outside began to have a qualitative change visible to the naked eye, turning into red hexagonal edges the size of fingernails that appeared on the outside of Ning Xiu's arms.

This is the third-grade symbol of martial arts - the Tiangang Battle Body!

At this moment, Ning Xiu officially entered the third level of martial arts!

"Lu Changqing was defeated." The old man with a cane said, paying attention to the battle situation here.

The white-haired young man looked back at Ning Xiu, then turned back and said, "That guy has been seriously injured when he fights Lu Changqing. Tengshan, you can get rid of him, don't let the living mouth cause trouble."

The bald demon nodded, and as he slapped the ice with one hand, sharp icicles instantly sting out from under the ice, heading straight towards the position where Ning Xiu was lying on the ground.

Seeing the icicles getting closer, Ning Xiu climbed up from the ground without any effort. As he stepped into the third level of martial arts, his internal strength healing effect was far more than he could have done before.

All the wounds that were still bleeding on his body were stopped by him with internal force. Although the injuries were still there, they would no longer seep out blood.

"How is that possible!" Lu Changqing, who was also seriously injured, was shocked when he saw this scene, and his eyes couldn't help but widen.

He knew very well about the power of his move. Even if Ning Xiu was able to suppress him, the injuries he suffered were definitely as severe as his, and it was impossible for him to have the ability to move.

But at the moment, the other party stood up easily from the ground, as if he could continue fighting.

What is this? Is the immortal god of war?

By comparison, Lu Changqing will appear to be very stupid.

As Ning Xiu swung his hammer, the icicle that rushed in front of him was directly broken by him, and it had no effect at all.

Seeing this, Fujiyama couldn't help but look at the white-haired demon: "He is not seriously injured."

After being suppressed by several demons, the dragon's temper became more and more irritable. Seeing these demons being distracted to chat, it raised its front paws and slapped the white-haired demon with a palm.

The most dangerous thing about monsters is that they are not only born with magical powers, but also have a very terrifying existence without exercise in physical strength.

The dragon's claws are at least 8,000 kilograms of strength. Unless it is a strong man who specializes in training his strength and physical strength, ordinary top-level masters will not dare to compete with him head-on.

Seeing that the dragon claw had descended on his head, the white-haired demon raised his palms and resisted with the power of wind whirlpool. He forced the dragon claw to hold it down with the rotation force of the wind, so that no matter how hard it tried, it could not be pressed down.

"Explode!" The white-haired demon man shouted softly, and the wind whirlwind in his hand exploded instantly. The recoil generated directly shocked the dragon claws and easily resolved the dragon's attack.

Because the power of this attack was too great, many pieces of the dragon's claws and scales were even exploded, and they fell to the ground.

The dragon suffered pain, retracted the dragon's claws, opened its mouth and tried to spit.

It spewed white dragon fire several times before, and the demons had already been used to it. When they saw the precursor of the dragon's behavior, they all turned sideways and prepared to avoid the dragon fire eruption that the dragon was about to emit.

But the next breath made unexpected happen to everyone.

This time, what was ejected from the dragon's mouth was not dragon fire, but a large number of purple arcs.

The demon man from the fourth grade of martial arts avoided off guard and was directly hit by an electric arc as thick as a fist. He trembled in an instant. Finally, his body was covered in white smoke and fell to the ground. I don’t know if he still had a breath.

"What's going on?" Fujiyama temporarily created an ice wall to block countless arcs, wondering.

The old man with a cane looked surprised: "I have never heard of a dragon that can control electricity. This was not mentioned in the information before coming."

Looking at the violent dragon, the white-haired demon man said seriously: "It seems that this hunting is not that easy."

With the nozzle spraying of electric arcs, these arcs spread wide in range and are powerful. The three demons were unable to approach the dragon for a moment, and Ning Xiu approached from behind.

For a moment, they even joined Jiaolong to launch two-pairing force against these three demons, causing them to be attacked from both sides.

For some reason, when the dragon spewed out an electric arc, Ning Xiu inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity from its body.

It was like an old friend who had not seen him for many years suddenly reunited in a foreign land, and it was indescribable intimacy.

Jiaolong also had the same feeling for Ning Xiu. After seeing Ning Xiu from a distance from a long distance, he nodded to him very familiarly, expressing his friendship.

This made several demons stunned. Does Ning Xiu have anything to do with the dragon in front of him?

"Nie Jian, we three can't capture this dragon in a short time, not to mention that there is still a guy who can't see through his strength to make trouble behind him. If he can defeat Lu Changqing, his strength must be the top third. If we join forces with this dragon, we may not be our opponent." Fujiyama looked at Ning Xiu who was approaching step by step and said to the white-haired demon.

"Regularly speaking, the old guys from the Golden Snake Party should have reached this point at this time. According to the plan and with their assistance, we can successfully capture the dragon and leave in the shortest time." The old man with a cane frowned and said.

"I can't care about so much, I know that those eunuchs usually have yin tests. I can't trust them. Tengshan, go and hold that guy up. Mr. Cao and I will do our best to capture the dragon." said the white-haired demon.

"Okay." Fujiyama nodded and responded. A pedal floated on the ice under his feet, and then he carried the man toward Ning Xiu.

"Old Cao, I am responsible for attracting the dragon's attention and damaging it. You seize the opportunity to tie him up. Once you succeed, let Tengshan send the dragon along the Dragon King River away from here."

"clear."

Originally, in the plan, Lu Changqing, the master of the imperial army, was a very important part, responsible for long-range attacks on the dragon, but after he was defeated by Ning Xiu, this part was broken, and all the heavy responsibility of attacking the dragon was borne by Nie Jian.

Fortunately, Nie Jian is the highest in the team this time, so he can barely take on this task.

Just as the demons of Heitianmen were acting separately, they were on the hillside far away on the river bank.

Four old men wearing eunuchs' robes and faces covered with rouge and water powder were watched with interest at the fight on the river.

They all had golden snake rings on their fingers. Those who knew the goods could tell at a glance that this was a symbol of identity that only the leader of the Golden Snake Party once had.

The person who wears the ring is the leader of the Golden Snake Party.

Behind the four old men were dozens of strong-armed men. They all had big swords on their backs and their temples were protruding, all of which were standard martial arts masters.
To be continued...