660. Chapter 660: Slaughtering Lions with Sword Intent
"Look, that human being is waving the broken sword right now."
"Humph, it's just a piece of scrap metal."
"He dares to challenge the nine-headed golden lion with a broken sword. This guy is really brave."
"But, the sword seemed to be emitting a terrifying aura just now. Could it be my imagination?"
"How terrifying can it be? Can there be nine golden lions that are terrifying? You must know that the blood of the nine golden lions contains the blood of ancient mythical beasts. How can a small human cultivator like him be able to fight against it?"
On the sea, many cultivators who were watching all sneered at Ye Dong's action of swinging his sword.
The nine-headed lion let out a shocking roar, because Ye Dong's words "little yellow cat with nine heads" just now deeply stimulated it. It has the blood of ancient mythical beasts in its body. Although it is a long time ago, with its current family
The power is among the top three among the demon clan. However, it was called a 'little yellow cat' by a small human cultivator, and it was immediately angered and filled with rage.
"Roar! Ignorant human race, you will pay the price for what you said. If you dare to insult my clan of nine-headed golden lions, I will destroy you both physically and mentally, and your bones will be reduced to ashes!"
Not only did the nine-headed lion not dodge Ye Dong's slashing sword, but it roared. The nine majestic lion heads opened their bloody mouths and sprayed out nine monstrous flames.
Hoo ho ho ---
The nine flames were like nine flying fire dragons, rushing towards Ye Dong crazily. A battle between one man and one demon was about to begin!
Ye Dong swung his sword into the air, but his movement suddenly froze there, as if there was a rope in the air, forcibly stopping the broken sword that he had chopped down.
A burst of laughter suddenly erupted from the surrounding sea.
"Boy, can you play with a sword?"
"It's just a handful of scrap copper and iron. Take it back quickly to avoid losing your big teeth."
"You bastard, go home and practice for a few years before you go out into the mountains. You can't even hold a broken sword steady. I'm going to blush for you."
At this moment, Ye Dong was shocked. Why was the sword unable to fall halfway through the swing?
At this time, the broken sword shook slightly and let out a clear cry, like a dragon flying in the nine heavens, like a phoenix rising to the sun, indescribable arrogance and indescribable indifference.
Ye Dong looked up at Can Jian. At this moment, he understood what Can Jian meant. Why would a flea clown wield a sword? Ye Dong suddenly remembered that in the world of Hai Jian, when he controlled Shen Jian to fight against the four kings of Hai Jian.
, the wisp of sword intent that Can Jian shot out from his small world in Dantian, just a wisp of sword intent, instantly killed the little one among the four heavenly kings of Haijian.
After understanding the Broken Sword, Ye Dong no longer continued to swing the sword. Instead, he took back the Broken Sword, held the blade of the Broken Sword flat with both hands, and looked at the Broken Sword in his hand with respect. At this time, the nine-headed lion sprayed out nine rays.
Flames rushed towards his face, and the scorching air waves burned the surrounding air, twisting and deforming it.
Swish---
A trace of sword intent suddenly flew out from the rusty broken sword, and the sound was light and sweet, like falling snowflakes or falling autumn leaves.
However, the nine blazing bright yellow flames suddenly disappeared as soon as they arrived thirty meters in front of Ye Dong. Without any warning, they disappeared so suddenly.
The move that the nine-headed golden lion was determined to win suddenly and bizarrely failed, leaving it shocked.
The master of the soul clan suddenly stopped attacking Shenhuan, jumped out of the battle circle, and stared intently at the place where the nine flames disappeared. His eyes were colder than ice picks and became even colder.
The Hydra also stopped fighting, and its nine ferocious snake heads radiated strange gazes. It also stared at the place where the nine flames disappeared. Suddenly, its eyelids jumped wildly, and it looked at the nine golden lions in disbelief.
Just listen to the nine golden lions let out a crazy roar, and then, its huge body suddenly split from the middle, and the neatly cut surfaces were strangely like an incomparably sharp blade, and it was cut open from the middle.
The golden lion's roar only had half time before it suddenly stopped, and the scarlet blood line splashed far away.
It wasn't until the two sections of the nine-headed lion's body collapsed that everyone around them was surprised to find that there was an invisible sword in the void.
This sword is invisible and invisible, but after it killed the nine lions, the remaining sword intent that continued to be castrated, carrying the scarlet blood of the nine lions, happened to be in the shape of a giant sword.
The onlookers could see clearly from a distance. The scarlet blood line outlined the tip of the giant sword and the smaller half of the sword's body. The direction in which the sword's body extended back was exactly where the human race's casual cultivator stood.
It was only then that everyone around finally began to look at the broken sword in Ye Dong's hand!
The remaining sword slaughtered the nine golden lions with a trace of sword intent, and the surrounding area suddenly fell into silence. The onlookers were all dumbfounded.
After a while, someone trembled: "He actually killed nine golden lions!"
"It's really unbelievable. He clearly didn't draw his sword. How on earth did he kill nine lions with all his strength?"
"That human casual cultivator is mediocre in strength, but the key is the broken sword in his hand..."
At this time, even a fool could see that there was something wrong with the broken sword in Ye Dong's hand. The cultivators who had just laughed at Ye Dong's sword as being scrap metal suddenly turned red with embarrassment.
If a piece of scrap copper and scrap iron can kill a nine-headed golden lion with the blood of ancient mythical beasts, then what are the magical weapons they carry with them? Worse than scrap copper and scrap iron?
Ye Dong didn't think about these boring questions, nor did he care about the nonsense of the onlookers. He stared at the two halves of the nine golden lions' corpses with bright eyes. Even though this big guy had died, its corpse
The vigorous bloodline on the body is also exciting.
He took a step forward, offered the Universe Sun and Moon Pearl, and quickly put the nine lion corpses into the space of the Sun and Moon Pearl.
"Friend, don't go too far. Do you know who you killed?" Hydra, which had always been aloof and looked down on the sea with an indifferent attitude, suddenly said coldly to Ye Dong: "Friend, you messed with me.
We are in big trouble. What you killed was a nine-headed golden lion that had just grown up. I advise you to hand over its body to me immediately. Maybe I can help you explain a few words to its family and save you from being a disciple.
A big disaster, otherwise, the nine-headed golden lion family will be furious and will raze your sect to the ground!"
Ye Dong glanced at it coldly and sneered: "Give you the bodies of nine lions? Do you think I am an idiot? You bloodthirsty guy, if I really give you the bodies of nine lions,
It will definitely become a delicious meal in your mouth. Since it will be a delicious meal sooner or later, why should I give you an advantage?"
When Hydra heard this, he became furious and said, "You ungrateful bastard boy, you have angered me. Don't think you can kill the nine golden lions with your tail raised to the sky. In my eyes, you are nothing like the knife in your hand."