The king will never go to court

Chapter 207 Chapter 206: Overwhelming
"I was careless before. Next, you have to be careful!" Huo Long'er made a dragon sound, which shook the 17 people below.

Hundreds of sword qi swept out, but only scratched a little mark on the dragon scale, and could not hurt the real dragon itself at all.

"Everyone, don't panic, the lord just said to let the real dragon take ten steps back. We will use all our strength!" Lu Zhongliang comforted the sixteen guards around him, and urged.

"Ok!"

16 people nodded in response.

The sword qi rose again, and its momentum was even bigger than before, and hundreds of sword qi appeared again above the heads of everyone.

The entire sky was scattered by the turbulent white clouds, and on top of it was the body of a hundred-foot-long real dragon, constantly passing through the clouds.

Hundreds of sword qi rushed towards the sky from bottom to top, threatening to push the fire dragon back.

"boom!"

The sound resounded over the entire city of Kyoto, and Longwei collided with sword energy!As far as the field of vision is concerned, the entire sea of ​​clouds is rolling and receding into the distance.

And where Longwei and Sword Qi collided, a deep azure blue gully appeared, the entire cloud layer was pierced, and the sea of ​​clouds that had no time to escape instantly turned into nothingness, revealing the azure blue sky.

The sword energy was wrapped by Leng Hua, and its momentum became more rapid. After breaking through the shackles of Longwei, it continued to rush towards the real dragon.

But as the impact got farther and farther away, the power gradually dissipated.

Seeing such a situation, Lu Zhongliang's face became heavy, and the sixteen guards of Prince Wu's residence around him also turned pale.

Qishamen and Fanghua Pavilion's exercises, all 17 people have practiced them with perfect proficiency.Even the two kinds of exercises have been fused together, but they still can't shake the might of the real dragon.

Immediately, Lu Zhongliang gave everyone a look, and the 16 people understood at the same time, using the golden light of the Golden Tripod Pavilion for body protection, and at the same time activated the skills of Miaoyinfang, so that everyone's speed increased to the extreme.

17 people tried to bring themselves closer to the dragon in this way.

"The exercises of the various sects have been distributed and used."

Xie Wufeng, who was standing by the Crescent Lake, looked at the figures of 17 people. Six of them used the exercises of Miaoyinfang at the same time, and four of them activated the golden light of the Jinding Pavilion to rush to the front.

"It's still a bit of progress." Xie Wufeng's eyes showed a look that hadn't been seen for a long time. Seeing that the 17 people he "stocked" can get out of the current situation, it is really not easy.

16 People's aptitude is average. If it weren't for the natural materials, earth treasures and all kinds of precious herbs collected by Wu Wangfu, it would be difficult to achieve such achievements.

Outside the Prince Wu's mansion, the elders and children of the major families who were supposed to be gift-giving kept retreating one after another, even ignoring the carriage they brought with them, for fear that the fight in Tianji would affect here.

Compared to them, the elders of the major sects who stayed in the capital were ashamed, because the exercises used by those 16 people were very similar to the secrets of their sects.

The golden light protecting the body of Jinding Pavilion, the sound of nature in Miaoyinfang, the gift of heaven in Fanghua Pavilion, the sword energy of Qishamen, the moonlight covering the moon palace, and the bright sword heart of Lingxu Sword Sect, these are the unique characteristics of the major sects. Biography of the secret.

Only elders like them can practice.

Now, they actually saw such a terrifying scene over the capital.

"King Wu is a monster!"

The elder of Jinding Pavilion, his originally cloudy eyes were extremely clear at this moment, and the light in his eyes was always staring at the sky.

The dazzling golden light of body protection is difficult for him, an elder at the peak of the second rank, to release, but the few people who released the golden light of body protection at this moment are just glimpses of the second rank.

He could only attribute this unexplainable phenomenon to the existence of a monster in Wu Wangfu.

It was previously heard that the young King Wu only read the basic collections of the major sects once in the library of Tianyan Academy, and he was able to perform the "Luo Shen Qing Xin Song".

At first, he didn't believe it, but now he can only sigh. "It's still the old head of Tianyan Academy who can see clearly."

The elders of the other major sects also stared at the sky all the time, constantly seeing traces of the top skills of their respective sects from the seventeen figures.

Everyone frowned tightly together involuntarily, and didn't know what to say for a while, they could only look lonely and sigh.

Not far away, under the shade of a tree, Feng Hai also had a serious expression on his face. He didn't want to believe that there was a martial arts monster in Qianguo, but he couldn't help but be convinced by the situation in front of him.

Now I can only wait for the opportunity in the capital city, and pass on what I have seen and heard back to Yunan City, waiting for the decision of the Patriarchs.

Although he brought more than a dozen first-rank warriors this time, if he meets a real dragon, he may really be unable to win.

What's more, he was also vaguely aware of the heaviness and a few indistinct breaths.

It was the breath of Heaven and Human Realm, but it was well hidden, and he couldn't accurately perceive the specific location.

In a small dilapidated tavern more than a dozen streets away from Prince Wu's Mansion, three gray-haired old men sat on a booth near the window, and one of them smashed a bowl of sake.

"I didn't expect to see such a good performance in such a desolate place in the Southern Territory."

A thin old man, wearing a washed white shabby robe, held up the broken bowl in his hand, and the reflection of the sake reflected the scene of the battle in the sky.

While drinking, he admired the fighting parties in the bowl of sake.

One train, 17 people.

The old man on the opposite side had long snow-white hair coiled with a wooden hairpin.

With his head held high, he leaned his back against the edge of the wine table, looking at the radiant formation cloud above the clouds.

Said in a gloating tone, "I think the formation is good after all, but it's a pity that the old thing from Tianji Pavilion didn't come, otherwise I must be greedy."

"You two old fellows know how to covet other people's things."

The old man sitting between the two was dressed in brocade clothes, with a well-knit beard and exuded a refined aura.

"Aren't you greedy?" The other two old men asked at the same time, but their eyes did not leave the place they were focusing on before.

"King Wu of Qianguo is not easy, what is this trick called?" The thin old man took another sip of sake and sighed.

"Is this called oppressing people with power?"

The old man with a wooden hairpin stuck in his head said a word casually.

"They used martial arts to frighten us who sneaked into the capital, but they underestimated us." The thin old man tilted his head and finally looked away from the small broken bowl of sake.

Looking at the old man in brocade clothes, "Do you think so?"

"It should be more than enough to scare the rest of the Southern Territory. A desolate place that doesn't even have a few heavenly and human realms, and that old guy from the Feng family is always thinking about it."

"After all, it is a place left by our ancestors, and it is also a good thing to remember the past."

The old man in brocade clothes picked up the exquisite white jade wine glass in front of him and took a sip slowly.

The fragrance of tea is overflowing, overflowing from the white jade wine glass, filling the entire table.

"What's the matter?" The thin old man and the old man with a wooden hairpin stuck in his head looked at the cup of tea together.

The three of them looked up at the sky at the same time, and it was already a sea of ​​flames.Huo Long'er's real dragon body was surrounded by flames, burning the golden light from the head-on blow into nothingness.

The four people rushing forward, led by Lu Zhongliang, had a large area of ​​their hair burned.

Fortunately, there were six martial artists who played the flute sound of Miaoyinfang in the rear, and quickly dragged the four of them back.

The corners of Huo Long'er's mouth rose slightly, and she looked proudly at the 17 people below, but she didn't take a step back.Now there is no need to be punished by the master.

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