As the name suggests, a dragon slayer is a martial arts master who dares and is keen on dragon slaying.

According to legend, in ancient times, there was a kind of person who regarded dragon slaying as a challenge, hobby, or even a goal.

Such people seem to have a natural grudge against the dragon clan and try every means to kill dragons.

Most of them are weird and cynical, but they are alone but they are outrageously strong.

Back then, there were many dragon clans killed by dragon slayers.

Later, the tribe war broke out, and the dragon clan declined, and he had to leave the mainland as a last resort. One of the reasons was that he avoided the dragon slaying.

For the Dragon Slayer, the following summary in the classics of the Demon Clan is very simple, with only one word: If you encounter it, you can avoid it.

Because only those with strong strength have the ability to kill dragons and are qualified to be called dragon slayers.

The sword spirit came from that era, so he naturally understood the power of the Dragon Slayer, but he was not sure how much the Eastern Demon General knew about this, so he decided to take a gamble.

Judging from the current situation, it seems that I have been betting right, but I finally didn’t waste all the previous guidance.

"You have some knowledge!"

Jian Ling relaxed slightly, and her voice was still arrogant: "Now, you already know my identity. Take advantage of my good mood and take your subordinates to get out of here quickly. If you talk nonsense, be careful not to turn your back and ignore any bullshit promises. Anyway, you won't know if you kill you Demon Emperor."

After saying that, he deliberately pinched Jin'er and let it roar a few times.

The Oriental Demons said: "Since the Lord has spoken, I will naturally give face. In order not to make this place full of blood, I should take this young man somewhere else."

Jian Ling said, "Are you not clear enough about me? I asked you and your men to leave, and I didn't allow you to take this doll away."

"The target of the Lord is that dragon. Will he still care about the life of this young man?" The Eastern Magic Suit was a little puzzled.

Jian Ling snorted coldly: "Your brain is flooded. I am a human race no matter how I say it. I can't attack you, but I won't watch you kill people in front of me."

The Eastern Demon Shooter was extremely frustrated, but weighing the pros and cons, he still did not dare to take action. Finally, he sighed helplessly: "Since that's the case, then I will say goodbye."

He glanced at the Ten Demon Generals and said in a deep voice: "Why are you still standing there? Do you want to die?"

After so long, the Ten Demon Generals just stared blankly and couldn't get into the conversation. For the first time, he felt that his mind was a little too weak. He couldn't help but complain: What's up to me?

Seeing the figures of the two people slowly leaving, Jian Ling deliberately shouted: "Young man, this is my place for me to practice. You can go back wherever you come from. Otherwise, my words just now apply to you."

Daoyuan kept watching coldly, and at this moment he tried hard to hold back his smile and said respectfully: "Yes, I'll obey the order."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the way he came.

Just when the two thought the matter was a foregone conclusion and finally safe, a roar from the distance suddenly came from the distance: "You dare to deceive me, you are looking for death!"

The sword spirit looked down and immediately cursed: Damn, why did you forget this matter! He hurriedly shouted at Daoyuan: "Go away!"

At this moment, the clouds around the sword spirit were about to disappear, revealing their true nature - a shadowy figure.

The reason why he didn't dare to come down and face the Eastern Demonic Success was because he was afraid that he would get close and let the other party see the clues.

This level of master has a very sharp vision, so, in addition to the momentum he deliberately released at the beginning, the sword spirit used all the remaining energy to maintain the clouds and mists.

Of course, the means of being able to hide the vision of a powerful man with half a step to seize the sky are extraordinary, but it is not difficult for an old monster like Jian Ling.

However, correspondingly, the energy consumed by using this method is also quite considerable.

As the saying goes, a wise man will make mistakes. He only cares about dealing with his words, but does not notice that the clouds and mist are gradually disappearing.

The Eastern Demonshun was depressed, and because he was worried about the black stone, he was afraid that the sword spirit would destroy it, so he accidentally looked back.

It was this glance that allowed him to see the flaws.

He always thought that the dragon slayer deliberately did not reveal his true face because he was cautious and avoided revealing his appearance.

After all, the actions of killing the emperors of the two clans were too shocking and could not be easily revealed. Otherwise, even the most powerful dragon slayer would not be able to resist the revenge of countless masters of the two major clans.

Who would have thought that when it was about to come, the super master who scared him away in just a few words was just a guy similar to a soul cultivator. Now he almost vomited blood with a handsome face.

I miss him so shamelessly.

The limit of soul cultivation is to seize the sky with half a step, and the Eastern Demon General has already reached this level. If he takes action, it will be a slight result. Of course, he will not be afraid anymore.

In anger, a trace of blood appeared on the originally pale face of the Eastern Demons. The originally elegant appearance had long turned into a stern and fierce look, rushing back like a black lightning bolt.

"Today, no one of you wants to leave, let me die!"

Before the people arrived, powerful power had already broken through the air.

Although this attack only uses fists, its power is stronger than that of a sword.

The sword spirit did not dare to take the initiative, but the other party came too quickly. While dodging, he waved his hands, trying to lead the attack elsewhere.

The sword light composed of stars reappears, and the Daoyuan breaks his body and kills it.

Jin'er turned back to the dragon's body again, and when he opened his mouth, a ball of dragon breath spurted out.

Facing the angry Dongfang Magical Hands-in-law, the three of them dared not be negligent.

The rumbling sound spread throughout the valley, and countless terrifying auras swept across the surroundings.

A violent explosion suddenly sounded in the air, and the sword spirit was like leaves blown down by the strong wind. It groaned and flew into the distance involuntarily.

Daoyuan was smashed to the ground by a powerful force, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out in the air.

Jin'er screamed strangely, and her huge body rolled and hit the mountain wall, smashing a huge deep pit.

With just one punch, the three of them were at a disadvantage and were injured and dispersed.

The combat effectiveness of the half-step powerful man who seized the sky should not be underestimated.

The Eastern Demonic Handsman's eyes were like a knife, shining with a sharp light, his body paused slightly in the air, and then rushed towards the sword spirit again.

He had made up his mind to capture this guy who dared to deceive himself, not a man or a ghost, and let him taste what life is worse than death.

The sword spirit had just tried hard to stabilize his body, but found that the other party had come close to him. In desperation, he could only take action to face the enemy again.

It is not attack, but defense, defense with all your strength.

Of course he could go back to the Sword of Life and Death to avoid it, so the Eastern Demonic Coach would not do anything to him, but in this way, Daoyuan and Jin'er would be even more dangerous.

In the blink of an eye, the Eastern Magical Coach made nearly a hundred punches.

Locked by powerful aura, the sword spirit cannot completely avoid the attack even if it is flexible in body movements. Its body shape falls again and again, and at the same time becomes extremely illusory.

Daoyuan flew to the point where he received the storm-like fist force, trying to give the sword spirit a chance to breathe.

However, he was already in serious injuries for only three breaths before being knocked down again, like a sword spirit, and fell heavily to the ground.

"I'll block him first, you take Jin'er away quickly." The sword spirit sent a secret voice, gathering the remaining Yuanli with all his might.

As the spirit of the divine sword, as long as the sword sword is safe, the sword spirit will not be in trouble. At most, it will be knocked back to its original form and fall asleep again.

Daoyuan shook his head: "He is too strong and too fast, and with my current state, it is basically impossible to get rid of it."

In just a few words, the surging fist power came again. The sword spirit didn't bother to say anything, and pulled the Daoyuan and rushed towards the periphery.

With a bang, a huge deep pit appeared on the ground, and gravel emitting blue smoke flew to all directions.

The two barely avoided the central area, but stopped under the strong pressure that followed. The other fist of the Eastern Magic Success was wrapped in layers of black air, which had completely locked the two of them.

At this time, there is no other way except to take it in a head-on manner...

The violent power spread out from Daoyuan, with a mad and decisive smell.

The last move of the Heart Sword - Qiankun Jade Broken.
Chapter completed!