If you can’t become a son-in-law, you have to be destined to become a saint. Chapter 235 Draw Your Sword and Slay the Flood Dragon Are You Tai Xuan Lu Jing?
Chapter 235 Draw Your Sword and Slay the Flood Dragon Are You Tai Xuan Lu Jing?
The white-haired Dragon King's voice was weak, and even his breath was intermittent.
He was seriously injured and could no longer maintain his human form. The white scales on his body emerged, and blood oozed from between the scales.
When he wakes up, he speaks.
Some of the dragon generals and demons in this dragon palace looked at the young white-haired dragon king with dodges, while others looked at him with ridicule.
But the woman in gorgeous clothes with a white pearl on her forehead was still sitting next to the huge dragon head, lowering her head and peeling lychees one by one.
The white and translucent lychee meat was piled on the plate. A cloud of mist appeared on the body of the big dragon hovering in the void of the Dragon Palace. The huge dragon body disappeared in the cloud and mist, and was replaced by a man with murderous aura in his eyes and curly hair shawl.
man.
He sat on the throne of the Dragon King with a big horse and a golden sword. He leaned forward, picked up a lychee peeled by the woman at random, and put it into his mouth. His eyes were still on the woman beside him.
The woman named Xianzhu lowered her head to peel lychees, and her normally normal eyes became more and more indifferent.
"If a dragon associates with insects and snakes in the mud, it will not be worthy of being a real dragon, and it will even die from it one day.
Young Master, Xianzhu has been a slave since I was a child. If you hadn't saved me, I would still be trapped in that dark water tank.
I don’t want to be a slave anymore, let alone die with you, Master... When you die, I will build a tomb for you and repay your life-saving grace."
As the water flow fluctuates, the colorful clothes on Xianzhu's body also ripple.
When the white-haired Dragon King, who was chained to the Chinese watch, heard Xian Zhu's words, the vitality in his eyes disappeared. The only strength in his body seemed to be drained, and he fell limp and was pulled by the chain again.
"Ten years after I left...if it hadn't been for...if it hadn't been for your palm, I would never have believed that you would have abandoned me."
The white-haired Dragon King seemed to have completely lost hope of living, and his body was motionless.
At this moment, a wounded dragon suddenly flew out of the mud outside Longgong.
The dragon flew into the dragon palace, and its blood spilled.
The big dragon general who was eating lychees on the throne snorted coldly and looked at the dragon in the distance.
The dragon crawled in the dragon palace and spoke a series of dragon language.
General Da Long ignored him, he waved his hand casually and said: "There are countless disciples of famous sects in the Hezhong Road now.
You are not as skilled as others, so you deserve to be struck by a sword. However... you are my dragon, you cannot bear this sword in vain. Although there are many famous sects in the world, there are only a few who can fall in my face, Tai Chong Hai.
Not much.
You can recover from your injuries, and in a few days, I will ask General Jie Yuanshui to go with you to look for them."
The dragon that had been so majestic in front of Chen Shangu lightly nodded its head, then flew up to a dragon palace watch and settled on the watch, but there was still murderous intention in its eyes.
The woman in green clothes and holding the sword, as well as the two ignorant mortal children, must fall into his belly.
"Fu Yunqi..."
The great dragon general turned his attention to the white-haired dragon king again: "You are a real dragon, but you took the surname of a mortal, and regarded ordinary people who are not half your age as your parents. Even this surname reveals a sense of despicableness.
smell."
"But... this is always a trivial matter, but you should never delay the prince's order and try to do anything in the Dragon Pan Formation.
Do you think that because you are the new Dragon King of Yuan Xiahe appointed by the Dafu imperial court, you can ignore the Five Directions Dragon Palace?"
The dragon general's eyes were full of inquiry, and the mysterious rune tattoos on his face were still shining faintly.
The white-haired dragon king Fu Yunqi seemed not to have heard the words of the great dragon general under the prince's command. He made no sound, as if he was already dead.
"You look like a mortal."
The big dragon will stand up, with his body on his back, and his long black hair wandering in the flowing water.
He came to Fu Yunqi and looked down at the former Dragon King of Xiahe: "I heard that you studied and practiced calligraphy with your humble mortal father, and even took part in the scientific examination before.
As a true dragon, if you don't travel through the clouds and mist, or shine with the sun and the moon, you will be born with a pair of mean bones."
"But even so, you are still a true dragon.
The eldest prince has already given an order, and he will not come to interrogate you again. You have delayed the Dragon Pan Formation and should be punished with death. Dragons are born noble. According to the habits of the dragon genus, you can choose a place where the dragon falls and become yours.
The place of death."
The hand offering pearls and peeling lychees next to the throne of the Dragon King paused slightly, then returned to normal.
General Dalong flicked his fingers.
The white-haired Fu Yunqi's body fell from the Chinese watch.
There are still special shackles on the wrists and ankles that glow with blue light.
Fu Yunqi, who had always been silent and silent, seemed to have regained some strength when he heard the words of General Dalong.
He climbed up with difficulty, turned around with two shackles on, always lowering his head and looking at the road ahead, but did not look at any figure in the Dragon Palace.
He staggered out of the Dragon Palace and walked along a stretch of river that was originally the Xia River.
"Father, if you were still alive, how would you teach me?"
Fu Yunqi's dragon tendons had been extracted, and all his strength had been drained from his body, but he still insisted on walking in the river, still thinking of his father.
His father was just an ordinary and shabby scholar. His fame in his life was limited to being a scholar. He failed the examination several times and finally became an equally ordinary man in the thatched cottage.
It's just that... Fu Yunqi was seriously injured and fell on the beach. Mr. and Mrs. Caotang picked him up and took them home, taking good care of him for several years.
At that time, all of Fu Yunqi's cultivation was gone. His body was locked and he could not even return to the dragon body. He was confused and couldn't remember the past.
The childless Mr. Caotang told him that he was his son.
Fu Yunqi still remembered that when Mr. Thatched Cottage looked at him, the love in his eyes almost overflowed, and he also taught him how to read and write.
"From the spectrum of chaos, heaven and earth are opened; in the country of Huaxu, spring and autumn can be seen early."
Mr. Caotang taught Fu Yunqi to write such beautiful words.
Fu Yunqi also began to like writing and reading.
Thirty years passed in the blink of an eye.
In thirty years, a mere mortal has experienced old age, illness, and death.
Mr. That Cottage finally died beside Fu Yunqi.
Fu Yunqi went to Taixuanjing, and this real dragon, like his ordinary mortal father, went to Xuandu to take the exam.
He had never been admitted to the imperial examination, but he was in the eyes of many adults in the Dafu court.
Later, the Yuan Xia River overflowed, accelerating the catastrophe, and the original Yuan Xia River Dragon King was beheaded.
And Fu Yunqi was appointed as the new original Dragon King of Xiahe.
It's just... Fu Yunqi always thinks of his father and always wants to do something for thousands of ordinary lives.
Among the aloof dragons, there are also those with good intentions.
It's just that...a kind-hearted dragon is about to die.
Fu Yunqi walked away in shackles for a long time. He became weaker and weaker, his eyes half-open and half-closed, until he reached the shore and walked to the village that no longer existed.
From outside the village, all you can see is desolation.
It was already night, but it was still unbearably hot, and the river road had completely turned into a furnace.
And because the dragon is about to come, the originally small village has been turned into a ruin. People either died in the ruins, or became one of the thousands of fleeers, fighting for their lives in this troubled world.
Fu Yunqi entered the village and headed towards his father's tomb.
It's just that the sky here is filled with dust and wooden beams block the road, so it's quite difficult for Fu Yunqi to walk.
But he still knows the way. He has lived here for thirty years...
Even though the village has changed beyond recognition like him, Fu Yunqi still remembers where he came from.
All the way to where his father's tomb was, he saw two figures wandering there in the distance.
A shirtless young man squatted not far away, looking at the ruins of the village and sighing.
Another young man in black with an extraordinary bearing was holding up his father's tombstone, brushing off the dust on it, and carefully looking at the words on it.
Immediately, he seemed to notice Fu Yunqi's arrival, turned slightly, and looked this way from a distance.
Another strong young man did the same. When this young man saw Fu Yunqi and the dragon horns on Fu Yunqi's forehead, he slowly stood up.
His eyes seemed calm, but they were full of murderous intent.
Fu Yunqi turned his head and glanced in the direction of the Dragon Palace, then took a few steps in a hurry while dragging his shackles.
"Although I don't know who you are, I thank you for holding the monument for my father, but there will be demons here, which is too dangerous.
You...leave as soon as possible."
Fu Yunqi urged the two of them to leave.
He wanted to fall here and couldn't bear to see these two young men affected by this.
Lu Jing looked at the dragon horns on his forehead, and then at the shackles on his wrists and ankles, with a little surprise flashing in his eyes.
Vaguely, a hidden light fell from the sky, and its source came from the Dragon Slaying Platform.
The light of the Dragon-Slaying Platform shone on Lu Jing's body. When Lu Jing looked at the scarred figure in front of him, he found that this person was very different from Prince Xuanwei, Xiyun Zhu, Beique Mu and other dragons.
At the very least, there is no more arrogant aura lingering on the dragon's body.
"What is hidden in this tomb is your father?"
Lu Jing casually glanced at Chen Shangu not far away, and then said: "The two of us were traveling and passed by this village. We accidentally saw the inscription on the tombstone. I thought the ink was amazing and the writing was very beautiful, so I bothered you.
Kill the dead."
The ink on the tombstone is running script. There is no achievement in the life of the deceased on the tombstone, but only one line of words.
"I wish my father could go on a boat and sleep soundly among ten miles of lotus flowers. The fragrance would be overwhelming, and my dreams would be pleasant."
"Not far away, there should be a stream of water, but now it has dried up."
Lu Jing read the words on the tombstone with a bit of regret in his tone.
The words on the stele were written by Fu Yunqi, so they are naturally very familiar.
When Lu Jing praised the writing and ink on the stele, he was praising him.
But Fu Yunqi still seemed a little anxious. He frequently looked in the direction of the Dragon Palace and urged Lu Jing and Chen Shangu: "How can writing and pen and ink be as precious as life?
Don’t look at it anymore and leave quickly.”
Fu Yunqi urged Lu Jing and Chen Shangu.
And on a very far away girl, Chi Su, a woman in green with a long sword on her back, looked at the two of them helplessly.
Even from a long distance away, Chi Su could still sense the rich death aura on Fu Yunqi's body, and could also feel the thick real dragon aura.
"This is a tortured dragon, with shackles on his hands..."
"Lu Jing and Chen Shangu really don't know what the heavens and the earth are. They are seeking death like this. Even if I am willing to protect them, I am powerless."
It can be seen that this girl Chi Su, who met Lu Jing and Chen Shangu by chance, has a kind heart.
Lu Jing and Chen Shangu team up and want to go to the original Xiahe Dragon Palace.
Chisu couldn't persuade the two of them. She had already left with the light of her sword and walked more than ten miles, but she remembered many things her sister had taught her. She really couldn't bear Lu Jing's heart. Chen Shangu died in the dragon's mouth, so he turned back.
He followed the two of them from a distance, thinking that if something happened to him, he could help.
When these two young men suffered hardships and learned what fear was, they would naturally not be so reckless.
"These two people didn't see anything unusual at all? This dragon urged them to leave, so why are they still hesitating?"
Chi Su patted his forehead helplessly.
And Lu Jing didn't intend to stay long, he just nodded lightly towards Fu Yunqi.
Chen Shangu also noticed that Fu Yunqi was different, but he was silent and far away.
Lu Jing just turned around...
Suddenly there was a loud noise in the distance!
Rumble!
Just like a huge wave crashing into the sky, a river channel exploded with waves, and the water flowed into the sky, and then turned into the shape of two scallop shells.
The flowing water shells cover the river!
Fu Yunqi's eyes were startled, and he slowly turned his head...
"Bead offering?"
I saw stars and frost falling from the sky above the river, and the flowing water looked like shells, shining with different brilliance.
"Sir, let's go quickly."
Under the starry frost, a woman in gorgeous clothes slowly rose into the sky.
Fu Yunqi was seriously injured. From a distance of more than ten miles, he could not see clearly at all, and could only see a hazy image.
But the voice went straight to his ears.
"There are people coming from Taichong Hai, and there is no way for the young master to survive. I originally thought of pretending to be a snake, using my orb as medicine, and taking the opportunity to leave with the young master.
But now it seems that everything is too late.”
"Sir, you rescued me from the smelly water tank. I originally wanted to serve you tea and water, wash and cook for you every day, but now it seems that all of this will be a luxury."
"But the young master has left the Dragon Palace. After all, there is a chance of survival. I will lock the Dragon Palace.
Young Master... took my pearl and gained life, please don't forget to offer the pearl."
The woman stood between the glow and the flowing water, a spiritual thought flowed, and another ray of light flew out from Xianzhu's body, turning into flowing light.
The stream of light is bright and clear, containing strong vitality and lingering with turbulent vitality.
It can be seen that the orb in the brilliant light is an incredible treasure.
Fu Yunqi stood there blankly, watching the orb fly towards him.
Lu Jing and Chen Shangu also looked at the rolling water.
Under the wash of running water, when the soil on the mountain was washed away, traces of a dragon palace were revealed.
Xianzhu shed tears and waved to Fu Yunqi from a distance.
"Young master, we will never see each other again."
She whispered softly, then turned around, her body became lifeless, and her black hair instantly turned gray.
"Presenting beads..."
Except for the white hair on his head, Fu Yunqi looked like an elegant scholar. When he saw that the beads had become extremely old, they turned into flowing pearls and came towards him.
For a moment, Fu Yunqi opened his mouth, guilt flashing in his eyes.
He was feeling guilty for doubting the bead offering.
"This world is inherently difficult. My father has been with me for thirty years and finally left me.
Now you have to leave, Xianzhu. What’s the point of me living alone, sitting in the Dragon Palace and watching the floating creatures, looking at the dead bones in the Yuanxia River and on the roadside?”
Fu Yunqi thought this way, but then he thought of the Dragon Pan Formation built around the Dragon Palace.
"Without the Dragon Pan Formation, all the people in this village would not have turned into blood mist. There would still be a chance of survival during the drought."
"In pursuit of one's own interests, one looks down upon all sentient beings and even robs them of their chance of survival..."
But if there is no one in the world, no living beings, Grand Prince Tai Chong Hai, Grand Dragon General, how can you live in peace?"
Fu Yunqi's eyes were filled with deathly silence, and he grinned.
This real dragon actually stood in the position of a mortal creature and laughed at the great prince Taichong Hai who could turn clouds and rain.
By this time, the stream of light had already flown several miles away.
Fu Yun expected Xianzhu to open his slender arms and control the flowing water to lock the Dragon Palace. He felt heartbroken.
The young Chen Shangu has cultivated the martial arts of Dayang, and his energy and blood are melted into his eyes and ears. He can also see the cry of the woman in the sky, and the sorrow of the shackled dragon with scars all over his body in front of him.
"Dragon... also has seven emotions and six desires?"
Chen Shangu clenched his fists. He had obviously never seen too many characters, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that maybe the dragon in front of him was a good dragon.
Lu Jing's black clothes are fluttering, and the famous horse Zhao Ye leaps down from the distant mountains, turning into a jade-colored light and flying past.
Lu Jing turned on his horse, his mind moved slightly, and all his energy and blood poured into Zhaoye. Zhaoye suddenly hissed and kept walking in place, as if he was brewing something...
Chen Shangu was a little surprised. Senior Lu Jing's white horse was so extraordinary?
In the distance, Chisu saw Lu Jing and Chen Shangu not leaving.
"Is this noble young man from nowhere dying?"
After meeting by chance, Chisu felt a little worried: "He is not stupid. If he doesn't leave now, what will he do?"
Lu Jing... what to do?
The young man in long clothes was riding a white horse, but his eyes fell on the mountain road and the river.
The wisps of light from the Dragon Slayer Platform in the sky still fell into his eyes.
When his eyes fell on the Dragon Palace that was visible in the distance, he also saw wisps of rising blood mist.
The bloody mist seemed to form a large formation.
The formation locked the void, but the flowing water controlled by Xianzhu still blew away the sediment in the river.
When the sediment in the river was blown away, corpses and bones suddenly appeared in it.
And above the corpse and bones, in the place shrouded in blood-colored mist, one could faintly see the innocent souls locked around the Dragon Palace, with bloody flames burning on the innocent souls.
Those wronged souls were confused and could only howl in pain.
People... their lifespan has expired and they pass away naturally. Their souls also disappear and most of them do not leave any soul behind.
Only when a person dies tragically, and his consciousness and thoughts flow to heaven and earth, and the spirit of heaven and earth is given to him, can he become an unjust soul.
The hundreds of ghosts in the Baigui Mountain are caused by the innocent souls who have learned the method of cultivation and gradually developed thoughts!
Densely packed souls of grievances were suspended around the Dragon Palace, and the Dragon Palace became the centerpiece of this bloody formation.
"The teacher wants me to see the human world and see the world, but he is also afraid that I will be disappointed with the human world and the world... because there are too many such things."
"Dragon...why are you so bold? Unless the one who does this is not the only dragon in the world."
Lu Jing rode in Zhaoye, looking at the thousands of innocent souls hanging in the sky. Compared with them, Lu Jing was as small as a speck of dust.
Xian Zhu resolutely walked into the Dragon Palace.
"Son, let's go quickly..."
Rumble!
There was a burst of explosion sound.
Fu Yunqi suddenly raised his head, and then came a series of ridiculing laughter from the dragon palace.
The big dragon will transform into a real dragon, wear armor, soar out of the Dragon Palace, and have gone many miles away in the blink of an eye.
The real dragon stretched out its dragon palm, and a magical power flowed from the dragon claw. With the energy derived, it actually stopped the orb in the flowing light.
In an instant, the orb was captured by the dragon general.
The big dragon will turn into a human form, and with a snap of a finger, two more dragons will take off from the dragon palace, each holding a shell in their mouths.
The two shells were reduced to one, and seemed to have been forcibly torn apart, with blood dripping from the ends of the shells.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
The dragon will come on the clouds, with a look full of disdain: "Without the orb, you still want to lock the Dragon Palace at the cost of your life? It's just a dream."
"Fu Yunqi, I have seen Xianzhu all day long for many days, and I have also secretly seen her cry. I know exactly what she wants to do.
She wants to save you, and I want to get her orb...so why not let you pick the place where the dragon falls?"
Dalong will stand in the clouds and mist, lowering his head and looking down at Fu Yunqi.
Fu Yunqi was still stunned, looking at the shells in the mouths of the two dragons.
"By eating dragon bones and dragon meat, you will be one step closer to turning into a dragon.
General White Flood Dragon, General Black Flood Dragon, you... ate this so-called Dragon King."
The dragon general gave an order, and the two dragons roared and dropped the shells in their mouths at will.
The dragon's body is coiled, and the air rushes up.
The black dragon opened its huge dragon eyes and instantly saw Lu Jing and Chen Shangu next to Fu Yunqi.
"Is it you?"
The black dragon will spit out human words, the sound is like thunder, and the murderous intention suddenly appears: "It can be used as a condiment."
This black dragon's eyes were cold and stern, and it was charging towards him.
Fu Yunqi's spirit was still immersed in those two shells, and he slowly closed his eyes.
After a long time, he faced the two flying dragons and walked forward.
"Your horse is extraordinary. You can ride away. I can stop you for three to five breaths."
The voice of the white-haired Dragon King came.
"I am the Dragon King, and I am the one who sits high in the Dragon Palace. Now the Dragon Palace has become a place of blood sacrifice, and all living beings are in ruins.
I can't even protect my father's village, nor can I protect my father's bead offering."
"But you are just passing by, you can't die here."
Fu Yunqi staggered forward. Every time he took a step, the scales on his body became more obvious. Every time he said a word, his body changed slightly.
Until...he returns to his true form.
There are shackles on each of the four dragon feet.
But he still soared into the sky, dragon blood spilled on his body, and his wounds were hideous.
Chen Shangu frowned at this scene...
"The cannibal is not the original Dragon King of Xiahe?"
At this moment, Lu Jing had already mounted Zhao Ye.
Chen Shangu, who was young but full of passion, gritted his teeth and looked at the great dragon general in the sky from a distance, wanting to imprint the figure of the great dragon general into his heart.
"Before he died, he was willing to protect Lu Jing and me from the dragon. There are good-hearted people among dragons, but... he is going to die."
Chen Shangu clenched his fist tightly.
When Chi Su on the distant mountain saw Lu Jing and Chen Shangu still standing there, he could only sigh helplessly. The sword light suddenly appeared behind him and turned into a stream of light, flying over several mountains and rivers with Chi Su.
Flying towards Lu Jing and Chen Shangu.
"You two are really lucky to have met me."
Chisu gritted his teeth and thought.
Fu Yunqi completely transformed into a white dragon. The white dragon's body could only control the clouds and mist, but it could no longer control its vitality.
Two dragons came roaring, Fu Yunqi could only lower his body, trying to stop the dragons with his body.
The dragon's fangs suddenly appear, and the black dragon will swing its tail that can cut off the mountain peak.
What a close call!
One shot!
Chen Shangu opened his eyes wide, hating this chaotic world more and more.
People with good intentions will always die at the hands of evil people.
The same is true for this kind-hearted Dragon King.
But in a moment...
But he saw a stream of light flashing beside him.
Lu Jing's white horse jumped up and flew into the sky in an instant.
Waves of vitality surged, the famous horses were shining in the night, and Lu Jing's black clothes were blown like the wind from the sky.
call!
call!
His right hand landed on the wind-calling knife and flew straight towards Bailong Fu Yunqi.
"What is Senior Lu Jing going to do?" Chen Shangu's pupils narrowed.
The moment Chisu came riding the sword light, he broke out in a sweat.
Because he saw those ordinary white horses flying into the sky like lightning, and then landed on the body of the huge Fu Yunqi white dragon.
On the body of the white dragon, the strong wind howls!
The night light still brings the scenery of the land, running along the winding dragon body of Fuyunqi.
In the blink of an eye, the dragon head has arrived.
The energy and blood of the two dragons were surging, and dragon-attributed mysterious skills burst out from their bodies. The energy and blood were changing like the sun, and the sea of clouds was rolling, covering the sky and the sun.
One dragon claw and one dragon tail, trying to pull the white dragon into two pieces.
And Zhaoye was already above Fuyunqi's head.
Fu Yunqi shook his head with difficulty, trying to throw Lu Jing off and save him from death.
At night, the horse's hooves seemed to have roots under them, motionless.
Lu Jing's body was filled with congenital air and blood, which was injected into the wind-calling knife at his waist.
Since the first ray of innate Qi-blood was born in the great sun of Lu Jing's martial arts, months and months have passed, and Lu Jing has finally succeeded in casting a complete innate Qi-blood and entered the realm of martial arts innateness.
After entering the Xiantian, hundreds of meridians are connected, the flesh and blood all over the body are crystal clear, and the bones are like white jade, but they are enough to break precious iron!
When the dragon's claws and tail come with violent energy and blood.
When Chi Su saw Lu Jing motionless, he felt that Lu Jing was looking for death.
Fu Yunqi moved his body, trying to bear the blows of the two dragon generals with his body, but he was seriously injured and could not avoid it at all.
The dragon's claws and tail fell down, and violent energy and blood blew out, like lightning, straight into the area five feet away from Lu Jing.
The path of a gentleman is suddenly triggered.
The Dou Xing Guan’s order shines with starlight.
The same is true for Dragon Slayer Platform.
In an instant, Lu Jing's eyes were filled with stars. With just a glance, he could already see the weak points of the two dragons' energy and blood.
then……
Lu Jing held the wind-breathing knife in his right hand.
Draw your sword!
Rumble!
A spring thunder exploded in the sky, seeming to tear through the darkness and the blood all over the sky.
The wind rises at the head of the Dragon King!
The wind-calling sword was unsheathed, and a strong wind suddenly rose. The legal thunder that supported Lu Jing Yuanshen merged into the intention of the spring thunder sword, and it slashed out wildly.
In an instant, the thunderous wind shattered the dragon's body!
The violent sword intention shattered the energy and blood in an instant.
The wind-whipping knife roared, its sharp edge revealed.
Lu Jingduan sat on the horse and drew his sword with a thought!
"Open the road to Shu!"
Thanks to the sword-drawing technique from Mr. Jiu, I can kill the dragon today!
The spring thunder flashed across the sky and earth like opening a road to Shu.
Two dragons, black and white, with claws and tails cut off, fell from the clouds and mist.
Lu Jing drew his sword out of its sheath, and then returned the wind-calling sword back to its sheath, but only for a moment.
He was still sitting upright on Zhaoye, and Zhaoye stepped on the dragon's head. The long wind blew by, and the man, horse, and dragon almost merged into one.
"this……"
The light of the ruler's sword was unstable and wobbly.
Chen Shangu looked up, his clenched fists relaxed, and his face was full of smiles.
"I heard the storyteller in the town say... Among the rangers who travel around the world, there are always powerful men who hide their strength."
Fu Yunqi was a little confused. He was entrenched in the dragon's body, controlling the clouds and mist. The sword light that just bloomed above his head made him feel a surge of fear in his heart.
"What is that?" Fu Yunqi thought in his mind.
"Who are you!"
The great dragon general standing above the Dragon Palace frowned and asked.
Lu Jing's right hand was still on the wind-calling knife at his waist. He looked down at the bones and corpses under the Dragon Palace, seeming to be muttering to himself or asking the great dragon general.
"Sin Long, do you know your sin?"
Dalongjiang remained silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed loudly: "A gifted warrior, you drew your sword and killed two dragons, and yet you dare to ask me whether I know my crime. Who are you, and dare to punish me for my crime?"
Lu Jing's spiritual thoughts moved slightly, and the rain-calling sword on his waist was unsheathed. A light rain began to fall from the sky, and a series of sword-qi peaks stood in the light rain.
One hundred and eight sword-qi Bishan shrouded the void.
Chisu's silver sword began to tremble continuously... The dragon-slaying platform in the sky became increasingly clear.
The dragon will become silent again until two or three breaths pass.
"You are... Taixuan Lu Jing!"
I have a holiday today, so the word count for this chapter is okay. I will make up for the extra words from yesterday, and I will continue to make up for it tomorrow, with a minimum of 8,000 words.