Dragon God Battle

Chapter 127 The Speed ​​of Life and Death (For Flowers)
Xiaolong appeared in the Nine Dragon Ring in an instant, but his face was a little pale, "It's so powerful, damn it, if it wasn't for escaping early, I'm afraid it's already in the hands of those four people at this moment."

Xiaolong glanced at the brothers who were cultivating, and returned to his room silently. Suddenly he saw Zhang Yan cleaning up his room, and he was moved in his heart.

"Why are you so pale, what happened?" Zhang Yan asked nervously.

"I'm fine, but Chasing Feng encountered some trouble." Xiaolong quickly told the story.

"Then you'd better not go out, it would be bad if you were within their attack range, it would be too dangerous." Zhang Yan said with concern.

Xiaolong smiled slightly, "It's okay, I will take care of myself, hum, I don't believe that luck will be so bad, I will help Zhuifeng now, don't worry."

In the mountains, since the four of them were seriously injured, the pressure on Zhuifeng was much less. At the moment, they were attacking the four violently. If the four of them hadn't cooperated so well, they might have been wiped out by Zhuifeng long ago.

With a flash of white light, Xiaolong's eyes flashed a hint of surprise, and with the power of the wind, the machete in his hand instantly slashed at the back of a person's head.

"Ah", with a scream, Xiaolong was also thrown away by the opponent's energy, blood slowly gushed from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the opponent coldly.

That person was uniting with the other three to resist Zhuifeng's attack, who would have thought that the attack would come from the rear. Although he managed to bounce the opponent away with explosive energy, he was also stabbed by the opponent and suffered a head injury.

After resisting Zhuifeng's flying sword attack again, the man finally fell down slowly due to the severe injury to the head by the dragon.

Zhuifeng snorted coldly, and the flying sword shot at the people on the ground like lightning, and the other three immediately flew to rescue them, but they hated Xiaolong who attacked his brother to death, but at this moment, they had no time to trouble Xiaolong. Because the opponent's attacks became more and more fierce one after another.

Since the four of them were all injured by the spell just now, their strength had dropped greatly, and now they were successfully attacked by the little dragon, so the formation formed by the four of them was completely broken, and Chasing Feng was even more active in it, killing the three of them. irresistible.

Xiaolong smiled and looked at the situation changed because of his arrival, and laughed loudly: "Come on, chasing the wind, kill him, yes, fight hard, come on!"

Because the three of them wanted to save the people on the ground, they were even more overwhelmed by Zhuifeng's attack. At this time, Zhuifeng used the most violent attack, and each sword carried the power of thunder, and began to confront the three people on the opposite side. contest.

"Boom, boom~~." The sound of explosions continued, Zhuifeng finally split one of them in half with a sword, and killed him again with a sneer.

The remaining two finally gave up on treating the people on the ground, and started to fly back with horror on their faces, letting the wind chase the unconscious man to pieces.

"Grandpa was sleepy for 2 days, and you still want to run now, go to hell!" Zhuifeng burst out with a strong momentum and enveloped the two of them, forcing them to fight with him.

After the two "Boom" collided with Zhuifeng, they vomited blood and fell to the distance. Zhuifeng killed one of them like lightning, and a complete head was cut off by a sharp sword in horror.

Zhuifeng looked at the last person, and that person finally realized how powerful the other person was, and he was definitely not able to deal with it alone, not to mention that now that he had suffered serious internal injuries, he looked at Zhuifeng with a cruel smile in horror, and felt The masters who are looking forward to the magic gate can arrive now.

Zhuifeng suddenly sensed the aura of a master approaching from far away, looked up at the sky, and immediately said depressedly: "Brother Long, get ready to run, the real master of the magic sect is here."

The man who fell on the ground cheered and spit out a mouthful of blood, his face showed a smug look at Zhuifeng, his heart was full of hope for life, his momentum changed suddenly, and he shouted at Zhuifeng: "You can't escape!" , Even in thousands of mountains and rivers, as long as they are the enemies of our Demon Sect, no one can survive. Haha, you are all dead today."

"The power of the wind." Xiaolong moved behind the man in an instant, and slashed fiercely. This time, the light of the knife was actually brought with blue lightning and struck the man's body.

"Ah!" There was a terrified scream, the man was already seriously injured, and at this moment he was afraid that the white figure in front of him would kill him, so he thought of using dialogue to delay the time and stabilize the other party, who knew that the boy in black behind him would succeed in attacking him.

"I'll fight with you." The man roared, punching his back hard, and then fell down slowly.

The moment he fell, Xiaolong had used the power of the wind to retreat to his front, sneering: "Even if you are going to die, you will die first! Haha, grandpas dodge."

The figure in the surrounding sky was getting closer, and the roar was also transmitted through the sound of the wind.

"Damn it, the master is here, Brother Long, let's dodge quickly." Zhuifeng said anxiously.

Xiaolong quickly stood together with Zhuifeng, and the flying sword flew across the sky like a shooting star, heading straight to the sky beyond the sea.There are several black shadows chasing after them at high speed.

It was the first time for Xiaolong to fly rapidly on the flying sword, Xiaolong only felt blood boiling all over his body, he really wanted to fly by himself now, and secretly swore that he would be able to fly with the sword as soon as possible.

With a trace of anxiety on Zhuifeng's face, he desperately urged the flying sword. He had reached his speed limit at this moment, but the black shadows behind him were getting closer, less than a thousand meters away from him.

"You can't escape, I must kill you." An angry and old voice came over, as if carrying infinite magic power, and Xiaolong's brain suddenly went numb.

"Brother Long, guard your heart, this is the sound of magic, don't get mesmerized." Zhui Feng shouted.

Xiaolong's body jerked violently, he sighed secretly, turned his head, and saw five old men with black swords trying to catch up with him and Zhuifeng, and the old man at the front was letting out a series of roars Voice.

Xiaolong closed his auditory system, and shouted at the people behind: "You old people, why are you following us, don't scream like a fucking beast."

The old man flying at the front almost dropped his flying sword angrily. The magic skill he had cultivated so hard was now reprimanded by the other party as the call of a wild beast. Seeing that it was ineffective for the two of them, he stopped the sound magic skill and speeded up instantly. Speed ​​beyond the limit.

Zhuifeng didn't need to turn his head to know that the other party was getting closer to him, and he panicked for a while, so he desperately increased his speed, thinking to himself: "Although my skill has not reached the Nascent Soul Stage, fortunately my flying sword speed is super-class, otherwise I would have died earlier." I was overtaken by the other party. Once you reach the territory of China, you will be safe."

Time passed slowly in the competition of flying swords among the crowd, and finally he was almost caught up. The old man was less than a hundred meters away from the two of them, but he was also close to reaching China.Zhuifeng is exhausted at the moment, but he has to pull himself together and charge forward, charge!

"Who dares to come to my East China Sea to play wild!" A few young men in white clothes appeared in the sky without warning.

Zhuifeng stopped flying in an instant, and said respectfully: "Several seniors, they are Japanese demon cultivators. They have been chasing and killing us all the way here. Please help them resist."

"Stop." One of the young people said loudly, his clothes fluttering, and his expression was not angry but majestic.

A few Japanese from the Demon Sect had already stopped in the air, looking at the sudden appearance of a few people in the air with a little horror, the old man was trembling in his heart, "A master, definitely a master with the strength above the Nascent Soul stage, it's over now , if they take action against us, they will only be instantly killed."

"Respected senior, these two people stole my yam and killed dozens of my disciples. We have been following them all along, and I implore senior to help us catch the murderer." The old man said in a sincere tone, and bowed respectfully to several people.

The young man looked at the five people in front of him inexplicably. Hearing the strange language, he quickly looked at the two chasing winds and asked, "Which one of you can translate what they said."

Zhuifeng and Xiaolong had already turned off the language converter. At this moment, Xiaolong smiled at them, and immediately said: "They first said that they are from the Demon Cult of Japan. Stop them from killing us. Otherwise, they will kill you together, and their bending down just now is a signal to challenge you. Be careful, their martial arts are very vicious."

After Xiaolong told a big lie, his heart blossomed, "I told you to speak Japanese bird language, prepare to die!"

Seeing that Xiaolong actually spoke Chinese, and did not translate it into Japanese for others to hear, the old man was secretly puzzled. When he saw the smile in Xiaolong's eyes, he immediately understood that he must have changed his words.

The old man thought depressingly: "Why don't those masters understand Japanese, why don't we understand Chinese! This is a terrible situation. The Chinese are always protecting their weaknesses. Now we are being bullied by that kid. We have no choice but to run away." gone."

The old man was thinking of ways to escape, but the expression on his face was full of anger, his beard was trembling, and when the people behind him saw the wronged and angry expression of the boss, they couldn't help but glared at the people in front of him.

Cultivators are generally proud and arrogant, and sometimes they do it when they know it's wrong, some for the sake of hatred, but more for the sake of face.

Several masters remained skeptical about what Xiaolong said, but when they saw the angry eyes of the people in front of them, they immediately believed Xiaolong's words.

"Go to hell!" The young man waved his sleeves, and the Japanese instantly felt that they could not move, and looked at the master in horror, despairing in their hearts.

A blue sword light suddenly flew out from the young man's body, several people were instantly pierced through the heart by the blue flying sword, and the corpses slowly fell into the sea, becoming a delicacy for the fish in the sea.

"Thank you senior for your help, I am very grateful." Chasing Feng hurriedly expressed his thanks.Xiaolong just said casually: "Thank you", and didn't address Senior.

(End of this chapter)