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Chapter 134 Tu Shalom, has his skills been exhausted?

"boom!"

In the deafening collision, although the giant dragon transformed by the power of the sandstorm knocked the entire cassock of Master Xuanzhi into a dent, he was still unable to knock the cassock away in the end.

Immediately, Xuanzhi put his hands together and said:

"Brother Taiping, Miss Dongfang, enter the city quickly!"

Obviously, Xuanzhi's cassock could not last long under the violent breath of the sandstorm dragon.

But just as he was speaking.

Above everyone's head, the remnants of the true dragon and the sandstorm gathered together to form a huge salon, and suddenly they raised their heads and let out an ear-splitting dragon roar.

Xu Taiping, who had already mastered the body of a real dragon, immediately felt his heart tightening after hearing the dragon's roar:

"Hurry up! This salon is going to breathe dragon breath!"

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yueyu immediately took out a talisman, stretched out his hand and used the force of drawing the sky to draw a stroke behind everyone. ??

"boom!"

In an instant, accompanied by an ear-exploding air explosion, the three of them were swept up by a strong wind at the same time, flying towards the half-collapsed gate of Yangxian City.

As soon as the three figures left, the dragon's breath from the salon was already spit out.

"boom!"

The dragon's breath, which was mixed with hard and fine sand grains and swept down by strong winds, directly washed out a deep pit dozens of feet deep on the ground where the three of them were standing.

This shows how powerful this salon is.

However, although Xu Taiping and the three of them escaped into the ruins of Yangxian City, the salon did not disperse. Instead, it swooped down again and rushed towards the three people below.

This Yangxian City, which is already in ruins, does not have a defensive barrier like the old Longting, so it naturally cannot stop this salon.

"boom!……"

Amidst another huge explosion, Xu Taiping and the others relied on the cover of a ruined wall and Master Xuanzhi's cassock to barely block the collision in the salon.

Not only is this salon huge in size, but its speed of swooping down is extremely fast.

Even if it is compared to the speed of the Sword Immortal's flying sword, it is still not much faster.

Therefore, even with the cultivation levels of Xu Taiping and the other three,

It is difficult to avoid it, so you can only bear it hard.

"Xuan...Xuanzhi...Master Xuanzhi...you...it seems like your cassock can't hold it any longer!"

At this time, he once again used the power of a stroke to open the sky, summoning a group of strong winds to pick up the three people flying away from the Eastern Moon Cocoon. After seeing a tear in Master Xuanzhi's cassock, he couldn't help but stammered nervously.

The ground exclaimed.

The reason why they were so nervous was because the salon at the end had already risen into the air and might crash towards them again.

Master Xuanzhi put his hands together and closed his eyes tightly and said:

"Don't panic, Oriental girl. This cassock of mine can at least last one more time."

After saying this, he continued to recite scriptures loudly.

Xu Taiping on the side, after thinking for a moment, said to the two of them:

"Master Xuanzhi, Miss Dongfang, we are about to enter the central area of ​​Yangxian City. By then we will definitely meet the divine general of Longting and hundreds of dragon riders under his command."

"By then, if this salon has not left, we will definitely be attacked from both sides."

Upon hearing this, both Dongfang Yueyu and Xuanzhi's expressions changed.

Because if it were true as Xu Taiping speculated, and they would be attacked from both sides by Sharon and Longting Divine General at the same time, it would be impossible for them to rush out of Yangxian City.

Just when the two of them were feeling gloomy, Xu Taiping spoke again:

"To avoid the worst case scenario, we have to kill this Sharon before we meet the Dragon Court Divine General!"

Hearing this, Dongfang Yueyu immediately frowned and said:

"But Taoist Taiping, how difficult is it to kill this salon?"

Master Xuanzhi looked at Xu Taiping and asked:

"Brother Taiping, have you thought of any idea?"

Xu Taiping did not show off, nodded, and explained to the two of them seriously:

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The two of you help me lead the salon down, and leave the rest to me!"

Xuanzhi and Dongfang Yueyu were both shocked.

Dongfang Yueyu said worriedly:

"Taoist Master Taiping, isn't it too dangerous for you to deal with a saloon by yourself?"

Although this salon is made up of the remnant souls of the true dragons in the Dragon Court and the power of the sandstorm, its combat power cannot be underestimated.

Not to mention Wentian Realm monks, even some Shocking Heaven Realm monks would not dare to fight alone in the lower realm.

You must know that although they are salons, they are immune to most of the magic in the world just like real dragons.

"boom!"

Just at this moment, the giant dragon transformed from the sandstorm crashed down from the sky again.

"boom!"

Amidst the huge earthquake, the cassock that Master Xuanzhi just wore still blocked the collision from the salon.

But when the salon rose into the air again, the cassock could no longer hold up and broke into pieces on the spot.

Seeing this, Xu Taiping summoned the Shadow Sword with a clang, and then said in a very stern tone:

"Don't hesitate!"

Xuanzhi and Dongfang Yuexu also understood that the current situation did not allow them to hesitate any longer, so they nodded in unison.

"boom!"

Immediately, Master Xuanzhi reached out to hold up a small copper bell.

In an instant, a shadow of a copper bell enveloped him and the Eastern Moon Cocoon.

The Dongfang Yue Cocoon used the power of opening the sky to summon a gust of wind, wrapping her and Master Xuanzhi and flying towards a broken wall in front of them.

And at this moment, the voice of the sword ghost sounded in Xu Taiping's mind again——

"Xu Taiping, do you want me to take action?"

After only a moment of hesitation, Xu Taiping refused:

"No need, Senior Sword Ghost, the remaining true energy and blood in my body should be left to you and the Sword Emperor Yang Ben to ask about the sword!"<

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Although the current sword ghost can take action for him at any time.

But even if the sword ghost is just a remnant soul, all the energy, blood and true energy in his body will be exhausted in a matter of seconds.

After entering Yangxian City, there are still two fierce battles.

Before that, he had to preserve more of his true energy and blood.

After being rejected by Xu Taiping, Dao Gui snorted, and then said coldly:

"Then you, kid, just ask for your blessings. I don't care."

Xu Taiping gave a helpless smile, and then summoned the Shadow Sword with a clang, and displayed the "Covering the Sky" divine power of the Shadow Sword.

Immediately, with a "whoosh" sound, Xu Taiping disappeared from the spot.



Old Dragon Court.

Inside the Yipin Pavilion Teahouse, the atmosphere was tense and a bit joking.

"Alas, these three people are really bold and reckless. Not only do they not know the bounds of heaven and earth, but even luck seems to be against them."

"Who says it isn't? Although there have been frequent sandstorms in Yangxian City recently, it is extremely rare to encounter such a powerful salon with such a long-lasting dragon breath!"

"The power of this salon is simply beyond imagination. After breathing out two dragon breaths in a row, the momentum is still unabated and has not dissipated at all."

The guests in the tea house witnessed the scene where Master Xuanzhi and others were being chased by the salon and running away in embarrassment, with gloating smiles on their faces.

And the four men from Mengyidong at the same table looked even more triumphant, as if they had foreseen the defeat of Master Xuanzhi and others.

Then, when Master Xuanzhi sacrificed the golden bell magic weapon, and the light was overflowing, Elder Lu Donglu, who was originally engrossed in the picture of the spiritual mirror on the table, suddenly straightened up and stroked his beard with a smile.

, said leisurely:

"It seems that they are at the end of their rope."

Elder Zipao Lu continued:

"This little monk's bronze bell is not even an immortal magic weapon. It cannot stop the dragon's breath coming from that salon."




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