After revealing his true form, his aura suddenly changed. The surface of the Zhenze water not far away was also turbulent, and the wind was surging in the air.

Wang Zhe raised his feet and appeared in front of him instantly, slashing with his sword.

The green dragon danced wildly in the air, wind and clouds gathered around it, and the sky became gloomy.

Wang Zhe's sword is as fast as a stream of light, as heavy as a mountain, and unrivaled in sharpness.

Although the Qinglong's power is overbearing, it cannot hurt Wang Zhe.

On the contrary, Wang Zhe held his sword and slashed it vertically and horizontally in the air. The light of the sword was as bright as thunder. In an instant, he slashed the green dragon with wounds all over his body, leaving bloodstains all over his body.

In the distance, by the lake, the woman herding sheep hurried forward upon seeing this.

"Third Prince?" After seeing the blue dragon clearly in mid-air, her face turned pale.

After hesitating for a while, she flashed and turned into a stream of light, submerging into the surging waves.

"Oh my God, what is that?"

"Dragon, it's a dragon!"

In nearby towns, someone saw the true form of the Qinglong appearing above Zhenze.

Amidst the rolling dark clouds, there is a faint light shining,

"The appearance of Qinglong will bring another disaster!"

Bah, bah, it started to rain in the sky above Zhenze.

The dragon's body was covered with sword marks, one of which was seven or eight feet long at the neck, and the dragon's blood was gurgling.

"This green dragon is really extraordinary. Its physical body is tougher than steel. Not to mention, it also condenses a large amount of spiritual energy from the surrounding heaven and earth and the water vapor of the Zhenze, as if it is covered with a layer of tough armor."

The water surface of Zhenze below them suddenly turned black, and a huge vortex formed in one place.

"There's something else coming up, maybe it's Zhenze's Dragon Lord, let's fight it quickly!"

A blue-purple light suddenly appeared on the edge of the three-foot ancient sword in Wang Zhe's hand, which was the burning of real fire.

In a flash, he came to Qinglong's side, and passed by with his sword.

"My son, be careful!"

With a bang, a water column shot up into the sky, reaching a height of a hundred feet, and a figure rushed out of the water.

A huge force went straight to Wang Zhe.

Ouch, there was a painful dragon roar, and blood was scattered in the air.

The green dragon's horns were cut off by his sword and fell to the ground.

The one that was almost cut off was the dragon's head.

There was another person in the air, eight feet tall, in his forties, with a majestic and angry face, wearing a blue robe embroidered with gold thread.

"Who are you, and why do you want to hurt my son?" the man said coldly.

"He was the one who wanted to kill me first." Wang Zhe raised his sword.

The little one hasn't been killed yet, so there will be an old one.

I beat my son and here comes my father.

"Two dragons, and one is the Dragon King of Zhenze. It seems that they are not easy to deal with." Wang Zhe thought to himself.

At this time, the third prince also transformed into a human form, but he was covered in blood, and there was a sword mark on his forehead. If it were deeper, it would probably be able to cut off the Tianling Cap directly.

"Father, he allows mortals to be disrespectful to the Dragon King Temple!"

"But if you want to eat some tributes, you have to kill them, the little chicken intestines."

The shocked Dragon King lowered his head and glanced at the Dragon King Temple not far away, and then looked at Wang Zhe.

"Human immortals, real fire! Even human immortals can't hurt my son!"

If he had come even half a step later, his son might have died here today.

The Dragon Lord became angry and the waves surged, raising water waves more than two feet high and rolling towards the land.

He raised his hand and punched Wang Zhe. The punch seemed to be carried by vast expanse of blue waves.

Of course, the punch from the Dragon King of the Yangtze River gave him the feeling of a rolling river, surging and endless.

These real dragons have artistic conception contained in them when they raise their hands and feet.

What a coincidence,

This punch is a lake,

I have a sword that can cut the lake.

Wang Zhe slashed the flying lake with one sword.

Huh?

The shocked Dragon Lord exclaimed.

My magical power just now was broken by the sword of the human immortal in front of me, and it looked very easy.

You must know that the punch he just punched was so vast that it was like a lake behind him.

"Is he really a swordsman?!" Long Jun stared at Wang Zhe.

"What about the Sword Immortal?"

The Dragon Lord then made a move with a shining silver spear in his hand.

"My son will go back first!"

"Yes, father!" The third prince left in a hurry.

Wang Zhe looked at Dragon Lord in mid-air.

The opponent raised his gun and waved it, strong winds whipped up, and raindrops fell from the dense dark clouds.

Wang Zhe cut away the blowing wind with a sword,

Swinging the sword up,

In mid-air, two figures came and went,

The sword in Wang Zhe's hand is getting faster and faster,

shining sword,

cross section,

mountain power,

Nanzhai Sword Code,

All of these are integrated into the sword.

Fighting with equally matched opponents is the best way to train yourself and improve your strength.

This Dragon King of Zhenze is a real dragon, with profound and unpredictable cultivation. He transforms the spiritual energy around him into wind and rain, his spears are like thunder, and he is surrounded by a storm.

Wang Zhe was in this storm, like a leaf in the wind and rain, or a small boat in the rough waves.

But he looked calm,

Wherever the sword passed by, no matter whether it was wind or rain, everything was cut away, and the extremely heavy spear also had to give way.

The sword in his hand is very unreasonable,

At the same time, there was earth-colored light shining behind him.

The five elements are innate, earth controls water.

With this light, the surrounding wind and rain seemed to become much duller all of a sudden.

What's going on?

The dragon king there also felt something strange,

His magic power was very obviously affected. The water vapor around him and the wind and rain in the sky made him feel less comfortable.

"What kind of magical power is this?!"

This Dragon Lord felt very uncomfortable, but the sword in Wang Zhe's hand and the magic on his body became smoother and smoother.

The sword rainbow cuts through the wind and rain, tears apart the water vapor,

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat and he felt uneasy.

He hurriedly flashed,

A sharp arrow passed by and disappeared in an instant.

On the lake below stood a group of water tribe soldiers, one of whom was holding a bow and arrow.

Sneak attack?

Wang Zhe disappeared in mid-air in one step, and the next moment he appeared next to the general holding a bow and arrow and wearing armor.
To be continued...