Since the dragon clan was born into the world, it has always existed as a synonym for power.
If humans now classify the strength levels of extraordinary beings, then the Dragon Clan will be A-level existences from the moment they are born - this is judged based on physical fitness.
Even without any practice, the dragon's strength will improve with age. Even if it only relies on instinct to fight, an adult dragon can easily obtain the title of the world's second-rate master. Once the dragon is willing to practice diligently, its strength will increase.
You can quickly climb to the top of the world.
Every dragon is born with a powerful body, with astonishingly strong vitality. It has sufficient affinity for any energy, and can quickly master various spells just by thinking about it.
Not to mention that they also possess an innate magic that gives everyone a headache - the art of eating from outside.
It can be said that the Dragon Clan is the darling of God and is an absolutely powerful existence at all times.
In Mo Xian's era, the Dragon Clan was undoubtedly at its peak.
She has a total of five hundred clansmen, including ten of the world's top powerhouses, seven of whom belong to her clan. As long as the clan is mobilized, they can easily destroy any force in the world. There is no place in the world that the dragon clan cannot enter.
However, the dragon clan does not have any ambitions. Although they are powerful, they like to live in a corner. The whole clan has been living on a beautiful archipelago without caring about worldly affairs.
The dragons live long enough to witness the changes in the world one after another. However, because they have not gone out for a long time, they are not aware of the changes in the outside world, let alone that from a certain day, except for the Dragon Islands... the whole world has turned into scorched earth.
When the dragon tribe first learned that an enemy was present, it was because a tribesman was killed.
The visitor came alone, his whole body was wrapped in a curtain of light, and claimed to be a god.
He said that he heard that the Dragon Clan was powerful, so he was willing to give them a chance. He wanted to get out of the arena, put his own strength on the same level as theirs, and fight one by one on the stage.
As long as someone can defeat him, he will let the entire dragon clan go.
Mo Xian remembers very clearly that at that time, a hot-tempered clan uncle could not bear such an insult. Even if he attacked the god, he was defeated almost instantly. His head was cut off and thrown on the ground like garbage.
Seeing this scene, a large number of tribesmen were immediately furious, and dozens of them launched a siege against the gods. Among them were a tribe elder who was known as the ninth in the world and the fifth in the world. An island was sunk in the battle.
I thought I could capture this guy quickly, but what was disappointing was that in less than ten minutes, everyone was defeated one after another, and their heads were cut off without exception and dropped on the ground.
The dragon's blood spread all over the sea.
The god was unscathed and said that he only came here specifically to feel the power of the dragon clan. It doesn't matter if everyone is unwilling to accept his proposal. He can destroy the entire dragon clan today.
...Just crushing ants to death doesn't bring him any pleasure, he finds it very boring.
For the safety of the entire dragon clan, the clan leader immediately stopped everyone who was furious and wanted to move forward, and agreed to the god's request——
This guy's strength is so terrifying that he can even easily destroy the art of external eating. If the strength of both sides is not suppressed to the same level, there is absolutely no possibility for them to defeat each other.
From that day on, the proud Dragon Clan felt what it meant to be in deep despair for the first time.
The gods are completely invincible.
The opponent did not cheat, and really suppressed their strength to the same level as all their opponents. However, the more this happened, the more deeply they felt desperate.
Whether it is the clan leader who is powerful and talented, or the clan uncle who is good at magic, or even the genius clan brother who has shown amazing talents since he was a child and has never been defeated, even Mo Xian's father, who is known as the best in the world, has also been defeated.
In the hands of gods.
And the outcome for the loser is without exception...
That is, the head was cut off and used to decorate the arena that was completely dyed red.
But even so, no one in the dragon clan still chooses to retreat. Their creed is to advance rather than retreat, to live or die, and will never surrender to any opponent.
In fact, so far, the only one who has the strength to make the dragon clan surrender is the god in front of him.
If the Dragon Clan chooses to evacuate, there is only one reason... and that is to win next time.
However, just when everyone chose to fight to the death, Mo Xian escaped.
Not to accumulate strength to win the next time, but simply to run away because of fear of death.
She is actually very strong. She ranks third in the world at a young age. She is the pride of her father and the pride of the entire dragon clan. Everyone in the clan dotes on her, even her newly born younger brother who is still drinking milk.
She patted her chest all day long and said she would never let anyone bully her in the future.
But it was she who chose to run away when the Dragon Clan was in danger - she didn't even have the courage to face the gods directly.
Mo Xian didn't know what happened after that. She only knew that when she woke up, the world had completely changed. Even her energy had changed. There was nothing familiar to her in the world anymore.
Dragons may still exist in this world, but they are not her people.
The dragon clan of the past has been destroyed...
She is the last dragon.
Memories surged like a tide. Mo Xian retracted his thoughts, suddenly stopped his useless attack, and stood quietly in front of the sword.
She suddenly knew why she wanted to take the initiative to fight with the knife——
"I want you to give me a taste of what death feels like," she said.
Dao looked at her calmly: "If you want to die, then I can help you. This is what I want to do."
"No, I'm not seeking death."
Mo Xian shook his head and said, "I just want to fight with all my strength and experience the feeling of death during the battle."
She didn't have the courage to fight the gods because she knew she would die.
That kind of fear was like maggots attached to her bones, and even made her lose her enthusiasm for fighting for a time, and it has not dissipated to this day.
She didn't want to regain her confidence, but simply wanted to feel that mood.
She believed the knife could be such an opponent.
As she spoke, her body had quietly changed.
Dragons are best at fighting with their bodies, but Mo Xian is not like that. She likes fighting skills and is good at using her limbs to fight. Therefore, the changes in her body are not obvious. Only transparent scales appear on her limbs, overlapping one layer after another. It looks like
It is blooming ice crystals.
Not only that, the short horn on her forehead also became transparent, as if made of crystal, and lengthened a bit, making her look more like a dragon.
"I used to be third in the world."
She spoke softly, as if speaking to the knife, but also as if speaking to herself.
"The third best person in the world..."
Before he finished speaking, a fist like ice crystals suddenly landed on Dao's abdomen. He flew out in an instant, and his body hit the barrier of the battle space heavily.
"So fast!"
In the distance, Qingyang's pupils shrank, and without using his third eye, he couldn't even see clearly how Mo Xian took action.
"It seems that this woman is following the old path of the Dragon Clan, developing her physical body to the extreme. Whether it is speed, strength, or even recovery ability, it is first-rate and terrifying. Moreover, Mo Xian's body should be a white dragon, so
Speed is her advantage."
Brother Shen Mo seemed to know the dragon clan very well and made his judgment in a hoarse voice.
Seeing this scene, even Baoyan, who had previously been disdainful of the dragon clan, couldn't help but shut his mouth.
Mo Xian looked down at the cracked scales on his fist and said, "You are indeed a hedgehog."
When the last word sounded, she was in front of Dao again, pressed his shoulders with both hands, and gave him a heavy knee strike.
At this moment, Dao's shoulder was trembling, and Mo Xian suddenly felt a sting in his palm. Then he saw the other party shaking his head again, and a strong wind hit his face.
This guy is covered in knives.
Mo Xian quickly leaned back, but did not stop the knee strike. In the lightning flash, a few strands of his long hair were cut off by the oncoming knife, and his knee landed on the abdomen of the knife as expected.
However, before the power of the blow could burst out, she felt a sharp pain in her leg. She dodged and distanced herself from the knife. When she lowered her head, she saw that her right leg had been cut off.
"Ahem, cough, cough, the guy I'm fighting wants to wear armor all over his body, but you're not afraid of death."
The knife fell from the barrier, and a trace of black blood spilled from his mouth.
Mo Xian's initial punch was indeed surprisingly fast, which was beyond his expectation and caught him off guard and injured him.
Mo Xian quickly grew a new leg, looked at the transparent scales covering it, and said: "I can only do this, and even if I cover my body with more scales, I can't stop your slashing.
"
The knife is noncommittal.
I saw him suddenly wave his right hand.
Seeing this, Mo Xian immediately felt wary, but the expected attack never came. However, instead of breathing a sigh of relief, she became even more nervous, because similar situations had happened more than once - this was probably that
An inevitable blow!
Not only him, Qing Yang and others also immediately became vigilant, but what troubled them was that although they were vigilant, they had no idea how to guard against this move.
However, after waiting for several seconds, the expected pain did not appear in several people.
Baoyan seemed to react suddenly and frowned: "Have you been fooled?"
Everyone was stunned and suddenly understood. However, before they could speak, they suddenly saw a head rising into the sky. The angry and frowning expression was still clearly printed on the head's face. Scarlet blood and bloody scales were mixed together.
Together, they looked like they were stained red with blood.
Yes, this head is violent.
One second he was still talking, and the next second he died in front of everyone, and he didn't seem to be aware of his own death until his death.
This scene sent shivers down everyone's spine.
The reason why they could watch the battle between Dao and Mo Xian so calmly was because they believed that although Dao could make an inevitable cut, it could not launch a fatal offensive against them.
And now the death that is violent is obviously mocking the naivety of their ideas.
This guy named Dao is much scarier than they imagined!
Mo Xian also noticed the disgusted death behind him, but he didn't have much emotion. He asked: "Do you hate that guy too?"
Although Baoyan is annoying, he is a rough-skinned guy. If you want to choose one person to kill first, then you should choose Qingyang or the Shen Mo brothers. After all, these three people not only have weak defense capabilities, but also
He didn't overly reveal his abilities, and he was relatively more dangerous as an opponent.
"I said from the beginning that I wanted him to die."
"Is it because of that person?"
Mo Xian remembered the expression on Dao's face when Baoyan stepped on Bai Mo, it was extremely cold.
"It's not important." Dao said, "You will all die here anyway."
However, Mo Xian shook his head and said: "No, you don't seem to be able to launch such attacks continuously in a short period of time, so you can't kill me yet, but before that... I will kill you first."
Her momentum at this moment was completely different from that at the beginning. She was full of aggression. When she reappeared, she was already on top of the knife. She clenched her hands tightly and struck down like a heavy hammer.
The knife retreated to avoid it, and the blow hit the tip of his nose and hit the floor. However, at this moment, Mo Xian suddenly opened his palm, bent his elbow, and jumped suddenly, with his whole body in an inverted posture.
posture, and kicked Dao's chest hard with his legs together.
The sword swung out a slash, but it was blocked by the scales on Mo Xian's legs, so he had to cross his hands in front of his chest to forcefully block the blow.
Mo Xian gained the upper hand and was unyielding. He spread his legs and used his scissor legs to pinch the knife's neck. At the same time, he exerted force with his hands suddenly, causing his body to bounce up.
Just as the knife avoided the attack of the scissor legs, Mo Xian rose into the air and struck him with an elbow.
His expression remained unchanged, and he swept out a whip kick. Mo Xian knew that this was not a simple whip kick, but must also be accompanied by a fierce sword force, so he did not dare to neglect, and leaned sideways, avoiding the attack while also
Don't forget to hit him with a knee in return.
In the following time, Mo Xian thoroughly demonstrated what it means to be a true close combat master. Every part of her body is her weapon, whether it is fists, feet, knees, elbows, or even the horns on her head that can be used to launch attacks.
.
And the sword did not disappoint her. As a master of swordsmanship, the opponent's close combat ability was also quite good, and he was able to easily deal with her attack.
But this is not what Moxian wants...it obviously cannot let her experience the feeling of death.
She always felt that the knife seemed to be waiting for something, and it did not really use its full strength. It seemed to be a little distracted, but its attention was not on Qingyang and others, and she didn't know what she was looking at.
She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt a little bored.
She kept attacking with her hands, and after thinking about it, she suddenly asked: "Dao, have you ever seen a god?"
"certainly."
The other party's answer was somewhat beyond her expectation.
It wasn't that Dao had seen the gods accidentally, everyone present had seen the gods, but she just didn't understand the look in Dao's eyes - as Qing Yang said, these people who have seen the gods are all losers, although
I don’t talk about it often, but when I mention gods, my eyes are always quite depressing——
That's the look a loser should have.
But the knife is different.
His eyes were unusually calm, and this was obviously not a forced calmness, but the kind of calmness that should be shown after hearing something that is recognized. This kind of calmness is what Mo Xian has always envied.
She couldn't help but ask: "Have you...never been defeated by a god?"
"have."
Dao's answer was crisp and clear, his eyes still calm.
Mo Xian was even more confused: "Then why aren't you afraid?"
