Chapter 54 The Curtain Ends?

Seeing this scene, the sword master couldn't help being in a trance, and the next moment his face, which was originally full of despair, suddenly changed into an expression of surprise that was hard to conceal.

The well-prepared forced teleportation circle did not play the expected role in the end

And it turned out that it was just the last move to prepare a dead horse to be a living horse doctor, but it turned out to be so effective? !

How can this make the knife owner not overjoyed.

"If you miss again this time, you won't be able to find such a good opportunity again," the sword master said to Xue Zhuyong via voice transmission: "Fellow Daoist Xue, you must seize this opportunity!"

The body of the dragon monster king was like lightning, and it turned into an afterimage, and in an instant, it had already flashed to the edge of Lingyuan.

He flicked his thick dragon tail first, and swept it on Taoist Tongzheng who had no time to dodge, and smashed Taoist Tongzheng's protective aura and defensive magic weapon very simply, and blasted it away, life or death is unknown.

Then the Jiaolong Demon King stretched out his sharp claws, and the blades of the claws instantly inserted into the gaps in the scales of Jiaoyan's body, holding Jiaoyan tightly.

Suck~

Even though he has not fully entered the range of Lingyuan, the Dragon Demon King still feels the inexplicable attraction from Lingyuan.

Don't stay here for long!

The Jiaolong Demon King held onto Jiaoyan tightly, and immediately prepared to stay away from Lingyuan.

"Since you're here, do you still want to leave?" Accompanied by the sword master's roar, the sword master's body burst out with strong energy and blood.

He is burning the power of his own blood, at the cost of damaging his Dao foundation, in exchange for a short burst of powerful explosive power.

At the same time, a mysterious force of heaven and earth rose up, covering the sword master and the full moon sword.

This is the artistic conception mastered by the sword master.

Like a blood-colored full moon rising, or like a surging thunder, the sword master and the full moon knife in his hand merged into one, and the human sword merged into one, and the speed was astonishingly fast, and he slashed towards the dragon and demon king.

The artistic conception of the sword master is only at a weak level, far inferior to that of Xue Zhuyong, but at this moment, the strength of the boiling blood and the indomitable intention are integrated, but it is also powerful.

Followed by a group of ghostly demon fire.

It is the three-foot front controlled by Xue Zhuyong.

There are continuous red flames rising and falling on the three-foot-front sword, and it is also blessed by the power of artistic conception mastered by Xue Zhuyong.

Facing the attack from the sword master and Xue Zhuyong.

Flood Dragon Demon King, his four sharpest claws are currently grabbing his only bloodline, unable to move away.

And because of resisting the space teleportation force of the forced teleportation circle, most of his proud dragon scales fell off, and his body's defense power dropped sharply.

The wounds on Jiao's body caused by the piercing sword energy are also affecting the circulation of his spiritual power.

It seems that the situation is very bad.

But when he chose to save Jiao Yan, he had already anticipated such a situation.

As the king of the Jiao clan, he is not so easily defeated.

The Jiaolong Demon King's eyes were full of arrogance, and he roared in the void.

Dang bang bang bang!

The continuous sound of gold and jade sounded.

Less than half of the dragon scales left on his dragon body fell off in an instant with the clanging sound.

The fallen flood dragon scales gathered in front of his body, and quickly formed a huge black dragon scale shield that shone with light. Many mysterious golden runes were engraved on the shield.

boom!

The bloody full moon transformed by the sword master collided with the dragon scale shield of the dragon demon king.

The terrifying aftermath was generated during the collision and spread in all directions.

Even Lu Qingshan, who was separated from Lingyuan by a certain distance, felt the shallow thrust from the fluctuation at this moment.

It is not difficult to imagine how huge the power of the shock would be for the dragon demon king and the sword master at the center of the fluctuation.

The scene of the full moon dissipated, revealing the figure in it. The sword master was like a bloody flame, and under the force of the aftermath, he flew backwards uncontrollably.

The injury worsened again, and the pale-faced sword master, after flying upside down, fixed his gaze on the three-foot front that Xue Zhuyong rushed to afterward.

Under the burst of his strongest blow,

The Flood Dragon Demon King used the Flood Scale Shield to block most of the attacks.

And the resulting aftermath, although it pushed the figure of the Jiaolong Demon King a few feet into the Lingyuan, but with the physical strength of the Jiaolong Demon King, the attraction produced by the Lingyuan at such a distance is not enough. to make him powerless to resist.

Whether it is possible to drive the Jiaolong Demon King into the Lingyuan and make him beyond redemption depends on Xue Zhuyong's move.

Wow!

The red flames surged, covering the surface of Sanchifeng's sword, making Sanchifeng change from a dark sword to a scarlet glow.

The trembling sound on the three-foot front continued, sonorous and deafening, and it directly hit the flood dragon scale shield that already had a few spider lines.

With a roar, the sky was turned upside down, like the earth collapsed and the mountains were destroyed.

At this moment, the golden light from the mysterious rune on the dragon scale shield and the red fire light from the three-foot front complement each other, and the spirit is vertical and horizontal.

Boo!

The golden rune on the dragon scale shield exploded, but the red flame on the three-foot-front sword also shattered and dissipated into the void, without any power left.

Through the dazzling light, Xue Zhuyong's consciousness observed that the figure of the Jiaolong Yaowang retreated another ten feet with his blow.

Its huge jiao body stands above Lingyuan.

An irresistible suction came out of the spiritual abyss, wanting to devour the dragon and demon king.

The Jiaolong Demon King had lost its scale-covered body, and the countless blood beads could hardly resist the suction, separated from the flesh and blood of the Jiaolong Demon King, seeped and dripped continuously, and then disappeared.

Flood Dragon Demon King glanced at it, only saw a piece of darkness below it, like a black hole devouring everything, he couldn't see the bottom, let alone where it led.

Moo!

The Jiaolong Demon King let out an angry roar, his body twitched violently, he froze in mid-air for a while, and then he started to break away from Lingyuan against the trend.

Although the power of Lingyuan at this time is close to the endurance limit of the dragon demon king, it still has not exceeded that limit.

Relying on his own powerful strength, the Dragon Demon King can still struggle to get rid of the attraction from Lingyuan.

This is also the reason why the Dragon Demon King resolutely chose to take the risk to save Jiao Yan.

The reason why he made this irrational decision was not only the father-son relationship with Jiao Yan that motivated him, but also another very important reason, which was the great confidence given to him by his incomparable strength. .

"Defeated!" Seeing such a situation, Xue Zhuyong's expression was gloomy.

The knife owner was seriously injured at this time, and he was powerless to continue.

He still has energy, but when he attacked the Jiaolong Yaowang again, the Jiaolong Yaowang had already moved away from Lingyuan.

"Why is Master Mo there?!" Zang Xiaojian, who had also been paying attention to the battle here, suddenly exclaimed.

Lu Qingshan, who was standing beside Zang Xiaojian, stared intently.

Mo Yan, who was still with them before, disappeared without knowing when, but at this moment, he appeared on the edge of Lingyuan very strangely.

Judging from the time it takes for them to reach Lingyuan from their positions at this time, it seems that Mo Yan started to act the moment Tongzheng Daoist appeared.

"What does he want to do?" Lu Qingshan murmured.

Xue Zhuyong's eyes were wide open, and panic appeared on his face.

Red and blue flames covered Mo Yan's whole body.

Those are the two different fires refined by Mo Yan.

A terrifying aura that seemed to melt everything into dust suddenly emerged from Mo Yan.

Although Mo Yan's combat power is extraordinary, he is only a foundation-building monk after all. If he wants to threaten the peak-level Flood Dragon Demon King, even if the Flood Dragon Demon King is in a sluggish state at the moment, it is absolutely impossible.

He also understands this truth.

So what Mo Yan used was not his own power, but the power of the different fire.

The power of the strange fire is extremely tyrannical, and it is difficult to coexist with any power. Once it collides, a violent explosion will occur.

This is also the reason why it is so difficult to refine the strange fire.

One kind of strange fire power is so terrifying, but if two kinds of different fires are combined, how terrifying will the power that erupts from each other be?

Mo Yan didn't know.

But he understood that this was the most powerful move he could use theoretically.

Therefore, using his body as a container, he fused the cold spirit fire and the red lotus fire on his body, like a human bomb, blasting towards the dragon demon king.

Even with the burning body, the method of fusing different fires is by no means a taboo field that a little foundation-building monk can touch.

Before touching the Dragon Demon King, Mo Yan's body was already bruised and blood flowed horizontally, but the blood that flowed out was burned into nothingness by the flames lingering on the surface of his body in an instant.

Looking at this posture, if it wasn't for the blessing of burning the body, Mo Yan would have been burnt to ashes on the spot.

Mo Yan's face kept twitching, enduring the severe pain from his body, his dark eyes were full of determination and killing intent.

Finally, the two different fires blend together, the red and blue colors flow into each other, there is me in you, and you in me.

And at the moment when the different fires merged, Mo Yan shuddered all over and let out a muffled groan.

White smoke had already started to emit from his body.

"Let's die together!" Mo Yan yelled frantically in his heart.

He also knew that his behavior would undoubtedly be incomprehensible to others, even a little stupid, but when he made this decision, he did not hesitate at all.

Everyone has their own persistence and belief in their hearts.

This is his Mo Yan's belief!

The world seemed to be quiet at this moment. Behind Mo Yan, there was a long trail of flames. He was like a shooting star, and finally hit the huge body of the Dragon Demon King.

The red and blue flames fused together around him began to shrink violently, and immediately burst open.

The Jiaolong Demon King only felt an unbearable scorching heat and an irresistible impact, mixed with the attraction of Lingyuan, he could no longer struggle, and fell towards the Lingyuan at an extremely fast speed.

Of course, the same is true for Mo Yan.

He rammed into the Flood Dragon Demon King with a reckless attitude, how could he still contain his figure?

Under the force of inertia, Mo Yan and the Dragon Demon King fell towards Lingyuan together.

Mo Yan's face was pale, his eyes were looking at Lu Qingshan not far away, his breath was so weak that he lost his voice, he could only mouth to Lu Qingshan.

"My mother, please..."

But amidst the stunned gazes of the crowd, another figure rushed towards the desperate situation of Lingyuan with a resolute momentum.

It's Xue Zhuyong!

The moment he noticed Mo Yan's movement, Xue Zhuyong subconsciously turned into a ray of light and flew over without any thought.

He wants to save his child!

Xue Zhuyong did not hesitate and let him catch up.

In mid-air, Xue Zhuyong grabbed Mo Yan's hand.

The next moment, Xue Zhuyong's body had extremely powerful fluctuations of spiritual power.

Like a sword master, he burned his own blood without reservation, ignoring the irreparable damage this behavior would cause to his Dao foundation, grabbed Mo Yan's hand, exploded with all his strength, and flew upwards, trying to break free from Lingyuan Appeal.

stopped.

Under Xue Zhuyong's eruption, Mo Yan's falling body froze in the air, and began to climb upwards with difficulty.

"Come on!" Seeing Zang Xiaojian at this scene, his heart rose to his throat, and he clenched his fists to cheer Xue Zhuyong from the bottom of his heart.

Hurrah!

There was a violent sound of wind.

At this moment, the Jiaolong Demon King, who was rapidly falling into the spirit abyss, looked at Xue Zhuyong and Mo Yan, who were frozen in mid-air, with a sense of coldness flashing across his eyes, and suddenly he flicked his tail, and ruthlessly swept him on the ground. It fell on Xue Zhuyong and Mo Yan.

This blow was not powerful, but to Xue Zhuyong who was struggling to contend with the power of Lingyuan, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Xue Zhuyong's whole body trembled, and the collapsed breath was released all of a sudden, and then he lost the strength to struggle.

At this moment, Xue Zhuyong took the hand of his son Mo Yan, and fell into the depths of the spiritual abyss together with the father and son of the Jiaolong Yaowang and Jiaoyan.

There was no sadness on Xue Zhuyong's face, he just looked at Lu Qingshan and Zang Xiaojian silently.

"Take care of Zhizhi, this sword will be left to you." Xue Zhuyong used his spiritual power in his voice, and passed on his last words.

Whoosh!

A black shadow flew out from the spirit abyss.

The three-foot front of the heavenly sword.

Xue Zhuyong didn't specify who to fight the three-foot sword against.

Famous swords have spirits, and who should be the sword master of San Chi Feng can only be decided by San Chi Feng himself.

The three-foot-front hung in mid-air, and paused for a moment, as if he was choosing his favorite sword master.

Suddenly, San Chi Feng seemed to feel something, and made a brisk and clear sound of the sword, flying towards Lu Qingshan at an extremely fast speed like a stream of light.

Lu Qingshan was still immersed in the shocking changes that took place in just a few moments, and he didn't notice that at the moment when the three-foot front flew towards him, Qin Yitian, who was standing behind him, stared at him with his phoenix eyes. As the streamer flew towards Lu Qingshan's Sanchifeng, he hummed softly in his nose.

The next moment, the three-foot-front sword trembled suddenly. Amidst Qin Yutian's humming, although it was still flying towards Lu Qingshan, the angle was slightly adjusted, and finally flew to In front of Zang Xiaojian, he obediently stopped and hummed.

Zang Xiaojian was taken aback for a moment, pointed his finger at his nose in disbelief and asked, "It's me?"

The three-foot front that swept to the front of Zang Xiaojian trembled slightly, as if nodding.

A hint of joy subconsciously appeared on the girl's face, then she thought of something, and turned her head to look at Lu Qingshan cautiously.

Lu Qingshan said with a helpless smile: "Since Sanchifeng has chosen you as its sword master, you can just keep it and see what I do."

The natal sword that I was looking for so hard, I chose to hide the small sword in the end.

But Lu Qingshan did not have the slightest regret in his heart.

The connection between sword cultivators and natal swords is completely different from the connection between monks of other schools and magic weapons.

To a sword repairer, a sword is not a simple weapon, but a comrade in arms who live and die together.

Since they are comrades-in-arms, it is natural that they want to be happy with each other. San Chifeng prefers to hide a small sword, so what's the point of his wishful thinking?

What's more, with Lu Qingshan's pride, he also believes that he will definitely find a more suitable natal sword.