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Chapter 292: Dragon Slaying

With a click, the ice covering the old dragon's body shattered into pieces.

At this moment, the water flow at high altitudes suddenly became turbulent and rolled up countless bubbles.

Ji Que and Ning Hongyu suddenly discovered that an extremely slender, long-legged insect stretched out from the ice break.

The countless tiny feet were swinging and making noises, giving people a terrifying feeling.

Only then did Ji Que see clearly that the long insect emerged from the faucet.

If you look carefully, you will find that this long insect should be a kind of tentacle dragon, but now it has changed its shape, and its driving legs have become more dense.

The old dragon did not show any resistance to the intrusion of this thing, and swayed his body, trying to get out of control.

Immediately afterwards, a little red light lit up in the old dragon's dim pupils, and the dark scales stood up in an instant, like countless mirrors, reflecting the cold light.

After that, Ji Que and Ning Hongyu saw a particularly ferocious and terrifying scene.

This old dragon's scales are covered with eyes.

The dark waters opened a thin line, and Ji Que and Ning Hongyu's swords full of sword energy crisscrossed the area.

There was a swishing sound, like the sound of green vegetables on the chopping board being cut with a kitchen knife, very crisp.

The old dragon seemed to be affected, and regardless of his own injuries, he pulled his head out of the sword body, and blood poured down like rain.

No one exists in this form!

But if this thing is really the third generation emperor, does it prove that the Dasheng Dynasty was ruled by such inhuman things for a long time?

He looked at the disgusting fleshy whiskers on the dragon's body, his eyes full of disgust.

Among them, many rotten swords naturally fell. The way they fell into the pool was like people falling into the deep sea one by one and saying goodbye to their lives.

Ji Que flicked his finger on the Qian Ji Sword, and the diffuse green sword sword rolled out immediately, rolling up the incoming tendrils into pieces like a hob.

After a few breaths, a dragon's roar with a tragic meaning was heard.

With the help of Qunjian and Ning Hongyu, Ji Que is now at the peak of his strength.

Thousands of swords roared down at this moment, forming this extremely cold "axe".

With a loud bang, the dragon's head hit the Jianhe River, bringing with it an almost overwhelming force.

Bang bang bang bang!

The terrifying power of the dragon's tail had not stopped at this moment. Ji Que roared and drew the Qianji Sword.

Its huge body broke through the ice and hit Ji Que and Ning Hongyu like a speeding train.

Ji Que pierced the old dragon's eyebrows with a terrifying sword intent. Part of the impregnable black scales shattered in an instant, and the eyes below also burst open and turned into rolling blood.

Countless ripples appeared in the air, which were traces left by Ji Que's body hitting the air.

At this moment, Ji Que's hand seemed to be no longer a sword, but an axe.

But this old dragon didn't want to give them such a chance.

Even after suffering such an attack, Ji Que still didn't take a step back!

To slay a dragon, the first thing you need is momentum!

Why are these whiskers similar to the piece of wood above?

Ji Que's feet broke free from the restraints, suddenly stepped into the water, and flew back.

The violent water column was still rolling after emerging from the water, exploding the top of the entire huge main tomb chamber, causing rocks to roll down.

Those shot ice arrows landed on the sword body and turned into ice mist in an instant, curling up.

Maybe this thing with fleshy whiskers all over his body is really the third generation emperor of the Dasheng Dynasty.

The next moment, Ning Hongyu's wings spread out with a roar, and Ji Que's figure suddenly turned into a brilliant stream of light, rushing towards the ghost dragon.

This is the simplest jump chop, but it is no longer simple under Ji Que's execution.

The tentacle dragon that had penetrated the head of the ghost dragon had long since left, but the small tendrils growing under the dragon's scales were still swinging wildly, looking particularly disgusting.

The sword river was so dark that the entire dark water was illuminated by the light of the sword.

He beat someone and still wanted to leave!

Ji Que still didn't retreat, but raised his hand to tease him.

The blood from the old dragon's tail suddenly flew out in a fan shape.

Is that piece of wood on top really the third emperor?

It’s just that he’s not dead yet, he’s still raising an old dragon in his own way, waiting for the day when it will see the light of day again?

A group of swords were placed in front of Ji Que, as if he already felt the danger.

And just when their bodies were about to hit bottom, Ning Hongyu turned around and stuck to Ji Que's body.

Everything in this world is heavy and numb, making movement slow.

The huge dragon tail swept over and collided with the swords, bringing out countless exploding sparks.

He swept out his sword and cut through the incoming ice, but the black ice cubes transformed from the dragon's breath continued to grow, trying to freeze him completely.

The sound was like tens of thousands of knives scraping fish scales at the same time. Most people would die suddenly if they heard this sound.

For example, now he actually has a method similar to Wan Jian Guizong.

Ji Que frowned slightly and found that the dragon's breath had solidified into ice at this moment.

Ning Hongyu suddenly shrank her pupils and shouted "Flash!"

With this roar, the entire body of water trembled, and the cracks in the ice that froze the dragon's body became even worse.

After a moment, Ji Que suddenly looked up and found that the huge humanoid wooden statue covered with fleshy whiskers had sunk.

With a sound of "Roar!", the solid ice shattered into slag in an instant, the pond water exploded, and terrifying water columns formed on the surface of the water.

With a bang, his body crashed into the dark waters and disappeared.

The old dragon was injured and in pain, its head swinging wildly, while Ji Que stepped on the bridge of its nose, holding the Qianji Sword that was pierced into its flesh like nails, standing motionless.

Ji Que only felt that the true energy in his body was so powerful that it surged out, so that the skirt of his clothes started to float and became extremely cold and hard, looking like a sharp sword edge.

Ji Que's ears twitched slightly and he jumped forward without hesitation.

Almost at the same time, the old dragon opened his big mouth, and a translucent black dragon's breath spurted out, chasing Ji Que and Ning Hongyu.

Then there was a low sound of "dong dong dong".

Ji Que knew that he couldn't just keep it safe.

Immediately afterwards, denser tendrils of flesh were thrust out, like a gust of wind and rain.

The old dragon was injured and just as he was about to leave, Ji Que's body jumped up like a thunderous giant, and then fell suddenly.

The cracks suddenly spread like a spider web, and it seemed that the dragon could no longer be trapped.

Ji Que pressed on the dragon's head with his sword. He was very small, but the swords around him were like awls. They were as heavy as Mount Tai, crushing the dragon to death.

The old dragon raised his head and roared.

The dragon's scales were connected to its flesh whiskers, and its eyes flew out. Many blood holes suddenly appeared on the dragon's body, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Living people.

The splashed ice shards were like sharp arrows, but they were unable to touch the bodies of Ji Que and Ning Hongyu.

The solid stone surface shattered layer by layer, and Ji Que's feet dragged out two deep ravines.

There is no energy flowing on the surface of these fleshy whiskers, which means they don't have any special effects, but Ji Que's expression is very solemn.

human eyes.

Ji Que and Ning Hong moved with their shadows, weaving in and out of these terrifyingly powerful fleshy whiskers.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The dark pool water turned into a surging fine mist in an instant, turning upward like thousands of horses galloping.

The roof of the entire huge underwater palace was swept away in an instant, as if a gourd had been opened.

Ji Que cuts off the dragon's tail with one sword strike!

The old dragon let out a shrill roar, swam to the side, and dropped a bunch of rolling eyes.

In other words, he seemed to have a lot of incredible BUFFs all over his body.

I saw him raising his hands high, holding the buzzing Qianji Sword, slashing down!

No, it's not so much a chop as a chop.

The sword body is not long enough or big enough, but as long as there are enough, it will be fine.

At this moment, the old dragon moved!

I saw the huge human-shaped wood sinking again, and the fleshy tendrils on its body lengthened and hardened at this time, sticking into the ground like steel drills, causing gravel to fly.

Almost at the same time, Ning Hongyu opened her left eye that had been closed.

Those dragon pillars that seemed to stand erect in the sky and earth were now broken and collapsed one after another, and flowed away with the violent water flow.

In other words, he became like this after his death.

After this move, the group of swords buzzed and rushed diagonally upward.

The huge dragon head, as big as the front of a truck, now opened its huge mouth, and the dragon's blood rolled out, as if ink was poured into the clear water.

Zha Di, if you don’t want me to leave, I will kill you!

At the bottom of the water tomb, huge dragon tails came overwhelmingly, quickly submerging Ji Que and Ning Hongyu.

At this time, the old dragon was already covered with wounds. The dragon's head was a huge gaping hole, its tail was cut off, and now even the dragon's body was full of holes.

The faint blue Hao Yu Sword has starlight flowing at this time, and it is very beautiful when wrapped in the almost invisible aura of aura.

It tried to struggle out, but failed.

Where Ji Que passed, the water separated itself. There was not even a drop of water for a hundred feet around him, and a huge waterless field appeared behind him, which looked like a big hole. This shows how terrifying the force of this collision was.

The eyes that stared at him were cracked and bleeding. At the same time, the feeling of heaviness and numbness disappeared in an instant.

Just when it wanted to take advantage of the victory, Ji Que came back!

At this time, Dragon Tail's eyes were all staring at Ji Que and Ning Hongyu, and the fleshy beards in the gaps were coming in like crazy.

The next moment, Ji Que stepped on the dragon's head, bringing up a rippling air wave, and his body swept back like light and electricity.

Immediately afterwards, the sword intent of the group of swords surged. Some of the swords were already very old and dilapidated, but they were still moving crazily, as if an old man who was about to run out of oil was releasing the last light of his life.

No one can tell whether it is dead or alive.

Ji Que felt the terrible impact and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The old dragon rolled over and wanted to run away, but just when Ji Que was about to take advantage of the victory and give the opponent a finish, Ning Hongyu suddenly shouted "Be careful!".

Going with him was the sword river flowing with the cold edge.

A huge hole appeared in the wide water area at this time, and in the center of the hole, the head of the ghost dragon was nailed to the ground by a group of swords.

Different from the dream described by the emperor,

There are also countless fleshy whiskers growing out of the gaps between these eyes. These whiskers are like maggots, swinging constantly, as if they want to swallow up the entire body of the old dragon, which looks particularly disgusting and terrifying.

Ji Que and Ning Hongyu suddenly turned into two streams of light and smashed towards the bottom of the pool with great force.

Ji Que didn't take a step back, his feet felt like they were taking root on the ground, and he withstood the blow.

Ji Que and Ning's red fish swept back very quickly, but the dragon's breath was even faster, and it would wrap up Ji Que's feet in the blink of an eye.

With a rumble, the ravine at the bottom of the pool came to an end at this moment, and the swords that had just collapsed returned to Ji Que and began to circulate.

And more flying swords collided with the old man, making a harsh cutting sound.

Naturally, some swords fell among them.

There was another snap, a crisp sound.

The Youlong discovered something unusual here and let out a terrifying roar.

Looking at the many eyes looking at him, Ji Que felt that the surroundings were so quiet for a moment, as if he had fallen into another world.

Such a change really makes people's scalp numb. This old dragon seems to have adapted to this change and has lost a bit of dragon dignity.

Qian Ji Jian suddenly sensed Ji Que's thoughts and let out a buzz of excitement.

Ji Que gritted his teeth and stepped on the ground suddenly. The surface of the solid stone under his feet suddenly shattered like a spider web.

The huge piece of wood kept sinking, and the tendrils of flesh poking down on it became denser and denser.

Where the dragon scales had fallen off, the flesh and eyes were still squirming, looking like some kind of terrible skin disease, a little disgusting.

The sharp "axe" broke through the strong dragon scales and sank into the old dragon's body.

Because the water pool was temporarily without the impact of the majestic force, the water in the pool that had been stirred up before poured back in.

The next moment, some flying swords flew over, smashing all the ice into pieces.

Ji Que only knew that it was not a human being.

Ji Que and Ning Hongyu looked at each other and prepared to retreat first!

At this moment, Ji Que felt that black clouds were pressing over the city, as the huge dragon's tail swept over him like a beast.

And his momentum became extremely fierce at this moment, like a giant holding an ax to open the sky.

The ancient swords nearby, headed by Qianji Sword, formed a sharp fan shape.

For a moment, Ji Que and Ning Hongyu felt like dark clouds were overwhelming them.

Ji Que was about to demonstrate a sword technique falling from the sky to this mutated ghost dragon.

For a while, he was still unable to determine the danger of this thing. After all, this thing was currently extremely powerful and sharp.

Because under the leadership of Qian Ji Jian, the sword river formed by the swords had already wrapped Ji Que and Ning Hongyu in it.

The pond water roared out and turned into white rainbows. Ji Que stood there, the stone slabs under his feet shattered inch by inch, reaching deep into the ground.

Ji Que and Ning Hongyu roared loudly at the same time, their sword intent and sword strength intertwined with their true energy.

Ji Que stepped on the ground with his feet, making two majestic sounds.

Viewed from a high altitude, the vortex formed looks like a toilet flushing.

I saw that the fleshy whiskers on the human-shaped piece of wood were so densely packed that it made my scalp numb. Many ancient swords rushed over to help, but they were crushed to pieces in an instant.

Ji Que and Ning Hongyu relied on their agile bodies to hide again and again, but in the end they had no way to hide.

His front and back were covered with fleshy whiskers that were pierced like iron rods, and his escape route had been completely blocked.
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