"Brother Lu, how are you?" Seeing this, Chen Luo hurriedly rushed forward, helped Lu Huaming up, and said with concern.

"I'm fine, but my power has been consumed a lot. You can catch up quickly and you must not let this evil dragon escape. Otherwise, the Chang'an ghost will be in sanity, and I don't know how many innocent people will die." Lu Huaming's face was as pale as paper, and he tried hard to open his eyes and entrusted him.

While speaking, he slapped the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand into Shen Luo's hand.

Chen Luo heard this, he hesitated for a moment, grabbed the hilt of the sword in his hand, nodded, and said:

"Don't worry, leave it to me, be careful yourself."

After saying that, Shen Luo carried the long sword in his hand, took out two Divine Armor Horse Talismans and stuck them on his legs.

The talismans lit up on both legs, the talisman paper burned into pieces and ashes wrapped around his legs, and his body rushed out suddenly.

Lu Huaming, behind him, leaned against a stone for a long time, and his face regained a little blood. After taking a golden pill, he pinched a magic trick with both hands and began to meditate and regulate his breathing. However, the only trace of magic power left in his body had just been mobilized, and a strong sense of fatigue suddenly came.

He felt that the heaven and earth in front of him slowly sink down with his eyelids, and his spiritual sense gradually became blurred, and he immediately fell to the side.

...

Chen Luo chased after him for about a while, but he never saw the Dragon King of Jinghe. He could only vaguely feel the dragon blood aura emitted from his body...

However, this aura is very different from Ao Hong's body, full of cold and evil feeling.

Half an hour later, it fell to a mudflat.

He looked forward and saw that the ground in front of him was covered with black mud, but because there was no water, it had dried up and cracks were seen everywhere on the ground.

The distance to the mudflat was covered by a layer of blurred mist, and only a huge black shadow could be vaguely seen.

Chen Luo frowned slightly, his nose frowned, and he smelled a strong smell of blood.

At this moment, a whistling wind suddenly sounded. A wave of sand stormed up on the ground on the right? It swept towards the sinking with a violent force.

Shen Luo's vision slightly deflected. He stomped his feet and stomped his feet. He jumped up and rushed into the sky dozens of feet high.

A thick dragon tail swept across his body, causing a "rumble" sound.

Shen Luo's body fell down, and a red sword light had already shot out? Hovered down and caught him.

"Evil Dragon? He is so seriously injured, but he still refuses to surrender?" Shen Luoyu's sword hung in the air, holding the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand, and said angrily.

"Roar..." The response to him was a dragon roar full of resentment.

Accompanied by it was a thick fog-rolling black smoke, like a dragon's breath gushing, and a decayed aura suddenly emerged from the void where it passed.

"It's stubborn!"

Seeing this, Chen Luo stopped dissuading him. After cursing, he held the Dragon Sword with both hands and raised it above his head. He used all his strength to activate the Pure Yang Sword Technique technique and slashed heavily towards the front.

A red and golden light lit up from the Dragon Slaying Sword. A dragon shadow floated on it, and then it turned into a huge sword shadow that was hundreds of feet high. Its sharp edges shone around as if it was daytime.

Slashing down with a sword, it was like a lonely peak falling, carrying the mighty power of heaven, stirring up strong waves and ripples.

As soon as the black smoke came into contact with the golden light of the sword, it was like ice and snow that was encountered in the blazing sun, and it was instantly evaporated and melted. The sword light went forward and landed on the mudflat.

There was a loud "boom" sound!

An extremely powerful wind was like two air walls, thrusting outward from the middle of the sword light, pushing away all the hazy mist that spreads to the mudflat, forming an extremely huge hollow area in the center.

On that area, a huge ravine that was more than ten feet deep appeared, and there were still waves of sword energy rising into the sky, causing the void there to be a little chaotic.

However, at the end of the ravine, there was a straight figure standing, covered in blood, which was the Dragon King of Jinghe.

At this moment, he was seriously injured and could not return, and he had no power to fight.

Shen Luo's body swept forward and gradually fell down. He pointed the sword in his hand at the man, his eyes sharp.

"I didn't expect that when I returned with endless anger and resentment, I would fall into the hands of you group of young ghosts. It seems that the Tang Dynasty's luck is still very strong." The Dragon King of Jinghe stood there without any movement, and said with a little sadness.

"Nielong, you have no way to escape. You still won't surrender. Go back to the Tang Dynasty government for trial with me?" Chen Luo said coldly.

"Accepting the trial of the Tang Dynasty government? They are worthy of it! I have already suffered a head-slaughtering punishment at the Dragon Killing Platform. Why? Do you want to kill me again?" The Dragon King of Jinghe sneered.

"Then there is nothing to say." Chen Luo's eyes cold and the dragon-slaying sword in his hand was raised again.

"It's hateful that the law of heaven is unfair, it's hard to complain about grievances, and it's hard to get revenge... Boy, I'm a dragon head, just come and get it if I'm brave enough, haha..." The Dragon King of Jinghe was completely fearless, and he patted his forehead and laughed wildly.

Seeing this, Chen Luo felt a little touched.

Although this evil dragon has created a lot of killing karma, not everyone has this courage after all.

"Looking at your courage, you are a hero. Although I am just an unknown person now, I will make a career in the future. If you die at my hands today, I will not be considered humiliating in the future." Chen Luo couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart and said.

"You must know that the young man is a top-notch man who once promised that he would be the best in the world. If he had such ambition, he would not be the only one in the future. Just come and kill him." The Dragon King of Jinghe looked at the expression of Chen Luo when he spoke, and a look of praise and envy flashed in his eyes.

Chen Luo's eyes were slightly condensed when he heard this, and he stopped talking. He held the long sword in his hand and jumped into the air. He was about to kill the Dragon King.

"Brother Shen, keep someone under the sword!"

At this moment, an urgent shout sounded from a distance, and a figure came towards this side at a very fast speed.

Chen Luo heard the familiar voice, and hesitated for a moment, then he withdrew his sword and fell back.

Immediately afterwards, a pretty figure flew down in front of him, and it was Ma Xiuxiu.

But it's different from her past outfit. Today she wore a purple-black robe, with a jade belt around her waist and a long hair tied up on her head. Without the petite and silly appearance of the past, she had a bit of ability and sharpness.

"Miss Ma, are you..." Chen Luo frowned, but there was a little more guess in his heart.

"Brother Shen, please let him go once today. No matter what compensation you need in the future, I will definitely satisfy you." Ma Xiuxiu clasped her fists and bowed deeply to Chen Luo.

"Miss Ma, why are you?" Chen Luo asked.

"Xiuxiu, you..." The Dragon King of Jinghe called out softly, and his voice became choked.
Chapter completed!