The ancient dragon of Chixiao stretched out its vicious minions that were enough to cut off any flesh and blood, and waved it in mid-air. It was at this time that it activated its own strength, decisively inciting the dragon wings, driving the blowing wind, and exclaiming anger.

This kind of power is like a strong force like a cloud of clouds to catch up with resentment, which caught Xuanyuan Zhicheng off guard.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng suddenly lost his mind, and the dragon clan instantly rushed in front of Xuanyuan Zhicheng, and suddenly waved his own minions.

The moment it ejected, it successfully cut the clothing material and left a blood-colored claw mark on Xuanyuan Zhicheng. In less than half a second, rosy blood was flowing out of Xuanyuan Zhicheng's wound.

The blood was squeezed out along the waist and dripped onto the ground, moistening the original color of the sand.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng endured the pain in his heart and quickly withdrew for a while. In the air, he decided not to let the other party take advantage of the loophole again, so as not to be attacked by the enemy again.

Even breathing is faster than the beginning.

A crisp sound of ear-punching sound echoed in his ears. Xuanyuan Zhicheng subconsciously looked in the direction. It turned out that they were three silver needles! It must be Linghu Yuxuan, and she was the only one.

Linghu Yuxuan did this for a reason. She would not accidentally hurt her teammates for no reason, and she did not want to be this vase protected by others.

These three silver needles were not something that Linghu Yuxuan wanted to deal with the dragon clan and accidentally injured Xuanyuan Zhicheng, but that she deliberately threw them on Xuanyuan Zhicheng.

The most surprising thing is that these silver needles accurately hit Xuanyuan Zhicheng's acupoints.

A magical scene happened, and Xuanyuan Zhicheng's blood stopped!

The viscous red liquid is like a sponge that is sucked by people. The blood that is lost out stops flowing, no longer drips, and gradually solidifies.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng's black pupils suddenly shrank under the mask, but she didn't expect that she could hit her in this situation.

Unbelievable, it was so fast. He knew that Yuxuan's acupuncture method had always been very good, but he didn't expect that in this case he could...

Unbelievable, you must know that these are living bodies!

(The living body here does not refer to living things or dead objects, but objects that can move, including people)

Because time is tight, Xuanyuan Zhicheng quickly nodded in the direction over there to express his gratitude.

At this time, Xuanyuan Zhicheng thought, "You can detect it at such a long distance, not to mention that it is this extremely thin silver needle. It can be regarded as a hundred-step Yang Chuan. It can be said that Little Li Guang is alive. My Xuan'er, you have helped me a lot!"

Linghu Yuxuan nodded to Xuanyuan Zhicheng and then hid again to prevent herself from being hurt.

She knew everything about this. Since her acupuncture method could not hurt the dragon clan, then help her partner as much as possible!

On the other hand, the desperate battle continues, and the battle between Xuanyuan Zhicheng and the Dragon Clan will never stop until the winner is decided.

Xia Xueer did not hesitate too much, spread out her left hand palm and condensed a ball of pink aura, as if it could solidify the air and release a beam of light sweeping away.

This powerful spiritual energy turned into a sharp blade and slashed at the moment when it hit the Chixiao Ancient Ting Dragon.

The ancient Tinglong of Chixiao could naturally see that Xia Xueer's free palm was not enough to cause severe damage to him. The response was just a sneer and did not dodge directly.

The huge figure emerged in mid-air like lightning.

It was burly and like a lion. Suddenly, a powerful evil aura was suddenly interspersed with it as the center, like a spring water, swelling up and successfully shooting down Xia Xueer.

"ah!"

Xia Xueer's body was gradually falling, and she tore and shouted hard.

While falling, you can clearly hear the sound of the wind, and even your breathing becomes slightly shallow, and you just feel a little breathless.

The others were stunned when they saw this, and it was too late to save her!

On the other hand, the dragon clan is confronting them, and it will not give them this opportunity.

Linghu Yuxuan must not be able to save him. There is no needle method that can keep the person who is about to fall on the ground stable, so they can only pray that Xia Xueer is fine.

Xia Xueer had stabilized her body as much as possible, but found that her body could not bear it, and she seemed a little embarrassed and could only let herself land.

When Xia Xueer's body touched the ground, smoke suddenly spread everywhere and wind and sand filled with it, as if it had covered it for most of the day. There was no way to determine whether Xia Xueer was dead or alive.

Through this guy's huge pupils, Xuanyuan Zhicheng could sense that the green vertical pupil reflected a pressure from the ancient dragon and the determination to kill them.

The yin evil spirit of the red dragon circling and spreading on both wings is like a ghost and god in the world.

The magic power it released was so mysterious, it had the power to tear apart the sky.

The other three people looked shocked when they saw this, and their faces turned pale, as if they had seen something cruel, because they felt the aura of the dragon clan changed.

Even though the strength of the Dragon Clan is what it should have at its prehistoric level, it still retains its own terrifying power.

At that moment, the ancient Chixiao Tinglong released his own strength. This powerful strength was like a huge magma fire, which opened them for a distance.

In an instant, it was like breaking ice and suddenly exploded, as if it could devour the entire world.

The powerful impact of the Yuan power is like a tsunami that rushes by, bringing the destruction of creatures, surging, forming substantial ripples that spread around and further disperses.

The three heroes were shocked for a distance because they could not withstand this powerful impact.

In an instant, the air was shaking, and even the surroundings collapsed slightly under his influence, which shows how terrifying the strength of the dragon clan is.

The power of dragons is like a great white shark that opens his bloody mouth, almost causing fatal injuries.

Xia Fan's eyes were lowered a few degrees, cold and clear, giving people endless coldness.

Feeling this powerful transparent excitement, he stabilized himself as much as possible and prevented himself from falling down.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng, under the mask, bit his lower lip, released the red and charming aura in his body, overlooking the huge dragon in front of him.

He turned the Soul-Devouring Heavenly Destroying Sword in his hand. At that moment, the sword body itself was powerfully intimidated, and the strange red light that emitted was not the red of maple leaves, but the red light like blood.

The moment he swung out horizontally, it was like a hellfire lotus whistling by, falling away in an instant, as if he was subjected to a very powerful traction, allowing Xuanyuan Zhicheng to drive it.

On the other hand, Xia Fan did not hesitate and came to help immediately.

He looked directly at the target as if he was looking at his enemy, hoping to cut off the other party's layers of flesh and blood, and gradually emitted a dangerous smell, as if he could pass through any obstacles.

It was a figure emitting a shining light like a black and golden color, like a black bird, flashing through the air, bringing lightning and fire.

The momentum is gradually rising, as if it is filled with overwhelming pressure, crushing the opponent's strength.

Ouyang Furui also made up his mind. He held the big knife in his hand and decisively raised it, releasing a black hole-like hostility.

There seemed to be other impurities mixed in this momentum, like a huge rock cracking, and he decisively lifted his knife and slashed it!

Ouyang Furui slashed him several times, and his speed was extremely fast, as if he could not capture a shadow, with extremely accurate blows.

The ancient Tinglong of Chixiao could not withstand such torture and suddenly felt so painful that he died. The inhuman pain seemed to be tortured, twisting his desperate body violently in the air.

The tragic wailing is comparable to the female ghost who keeps crying for justice, and even her eardrums can be pierced.

Even if it hates it, the resentment emitted from its body has never subsided, as if it wants to swallow the other party completely.

The ancient Tinglong of Chixiao felt hatred. It stared at it with a squinted look, and his face was extremely terrifying, as if he was a little unwilling to give up, and seemed extremely hideous and terrifying.

The ancient red dragon of Chixiao emits a surging and powerful aura, as if it can cover the sky and the sun.

The monstrous intimidation that erupts is like a mysterious dragon floating above the nine heavens, which is enough to shock the sky and waves, and is invincible, giving people a feeling that no one is close to them.

It suddenly let out a shocking roar, as if it could shake the world, extremely strange.

The sound of the dragon had huge penetration power the moment it roared, as if it could shatter the entire Maryan.

The shaking force generated between the air is particularly obvious, and together with the air, it roars from the ears of the three people.

The three people who were about to rush over were frightened by the explosive power of the Chixiao Ancient Tinglong. Because they could not get rid of this powerful deterrence, their bodies were forced to bounce and shoot down to the ground, causing substantial damage.

Under this powerful force, the ground produced uneven cracks of cracks, and gradually spread with them as the center.

The clothes and fabrics were driven by the two of them and they were scratched like knife-like scratches, as if they were attacked by claws, and their blood could not be controlled to leak out.

The three people who were hurt showed different emotions, and each of them had different pain indexes. Although he did not shout, the expression on his face had betrayed himself, and the beating of the corners of his eyes was the best proof.

Among these people, Ouyang Furui is the one who is most afraid of pain.

Although he had fought to the death to resist the pain on the wound, he didn't expect that he would shout in the end. After all, this hurt too much for him.

Linghu Yuxuan made a decisive choice when she heard Ouyang Furui's shrill cry.

Of course she wouldn't watch here. While running out, she quickly threw dozens of silver needles of different thicknesses and projected them towards the three people in different directions.

In an instant, it was like an arrow passing by, causing a sound of breaking through the air.

Linghu Yuxuan accurately pierced these into their acupoints, and even had very detailed understanding of the severity and no deviation.

Linghu Yuxuan's technique has always been very good. Even if the silver needle penetrates their flesh, she will not feel any pain.

It can be considered that mastering certain skills. Even a small silver needle can play a key role, which can be considered a great help to them.

Soon, the blood stasis on the three people stopped and no more loss occurred.

They turned around and nodded to Linghu Yuxuan to express their gratitude, and then focused on this damn dragon.

They knew that there was a tough battle this time.

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