Chapter 231 Black Dragon Cannon

Holding the Dragon Ball manga, Man Wang concentrated on it as if he was watching the best baby in the world. After a long, long time, he turned over a page with his finger like a rolling pin with admiration, and continued to read it intently.

He is so leisurely, the remaining three people are not feeling well.

Qingfeng is fine. This situation is beneficial to him. Although it won't last long, it is better than being besieged. Therefore, although he still has 20% of the Dao comprehension that has not been brought into play, he has maintained the output of the Dao comprehension and maintained the situation.

Patriarch Baigu and Daoist Xuezu couldn't stand it any longer. Their faces were ashen, and they felt more and more empty inside their bodies. Even Patriarch Baigu, who was always good at disguising, looked at the barbarian king with a gloomy expression.

finally!

"Barbarian king, don't bully people too much!" Patriarch Baigu shouted lowly, no longer holding back, a layer of rich blue light suddenly burst out all over his body, and a deeper comprehension of the Dao suddenly burst out, and the tornado storm in the field instantly increased to Ten, sweeping the wind and clouds, rushing in all directions with billowing air waves!

The gust of wind that contained the profound meaning of the wind blew away the layered clouds, and cracks appeared on the ground. Whether it was the way of blood of the blood ancestor, the way of strength of the barbarian king, or the way of cloud of Qingfeng, they all collapsed in the shock.

The balance of the four parties instantly failed!

Baigu Patriarch's Taoist robe fluttered, and his white hair fluttered along with it. The roots shone with silver light, like casting silver threads, clanging! A head of white hair swelled against the wind, turning into three thousand sharp swords, attacking Patriarch Qingfeng who was being forced back several steps by the Kuangfeng Dao.

sharp! Endless edge!

Patriarch Qingfeng's taoist robe suddenly shattered into pieces, and was swept into nothingness by the gust of wind. Under the taoist robe, Patriarch Qingfeng's body was restrained by the strong coercion and could not move. He could only look at the three thousand white hairs in horror. The sharp sword aimed at the acupuncture points all over his body.

Patriarch Baigu broke out suddenly, and once the balance was broken, he didn't give the barbarian king a chance, and he immediately used the lore technique to kill Qingfeng, trying to make the barbarian king unable to react in time!

The barbarian king did not react immediately, but the real blood ancestor, because of the special way of darkness, reacted immediately, and a shadow that merged into the void shot out from his body and disappeared instantly.

At the next moment, Patriarch Qingfeng felt tingling pain in his heart, mouth, eyebrows, and his eyes widened with anger. He could only find a blood-black thin sword piercing the eyebrows and heart at the front and back of him!

Crisis, an unprecedented crisis, whether it was the attack of Baigu Patriarch or Xuezu Daoist, Qingfeng was not sure to dodge it, he could only growl, and all the reserved 20% of the way of the cloud burst out, and 100% of the Dao comprehension came again. Gathering the collapsed white cloud domain, one after another white clouds appeared instantly and collided with each other.

Visible to the naked eye, the area of ​​Qingfeng Patriarch's domain was covered with dark clouds, and there were traces of almost invisible electric lights flickering, slight and almost inaudible crackling thunder sounds, and then light rain fell!

The drizzle of rain condensed with each other as soon as it appeared, turning into three thousand drops of crystal clear water, facing the three thousand white-haired swords of Baigu Patriarch.

At the same time, behind Patriarch Qingfeng, the three divine dog figures gathered again, and the white light from the sharp corners of the three heads condensed, forming a beam of white light in an instant, and shot fiercely at the blood ancestor's real body in the distance!

That's right, he didn't try to resist the attack of the blood ancestor, but directly attacked the blood ancestor's real body, trying to make the blood ancestor give up attack and defend!

Everything happened in an instant, the three thousand water drops collided with the three thousand white-haired sharp swords, crashing, the three thousand water drops were crushed without any resistance, and the three thousand sharp swords were shot at Qingfeng fiercely without any resistance Patriarch, if you look carefully, you can find that the speed of the three thousand sharp swords has dropped suddenly, as if they were contaminated by water droplets, unable to use all their strength.

The white beam of light also hit the Blood Ancestor's real body hard, and there was a muffled bang. Unexpectedly, the Blood Ancestor did not give up the attack. The dharma images were all shattered, turning into countless little bloody snake-like blood energy, floating weakly in the sky.

But at this time, the two swords of Daoist Xuezu and the three thousand white-haired swords of Patriarch Baigu attacked at the same time!

Patriarch Qingfeng was stunned, did he die like this!

"How courageous!" The barbarian king finally realized that he didn't even have time to put away the seat, so he roared furiously, boom boom boom! As if a wave was lapping on the shore, there was an extremely powerful wave of power coming from his body.

100% of the Dao of Power is released!

Click! The space around the barbarian king suddenly made a soft noise, as if it couldn't bear the power and was about to shatter. Then, ten jet-black mad dragons flew out of the barbarian king's body. After roaring to the sky, they suddenly condensed towards the barbarian king's hands.

It was extremely dark, like the source of power, and the ten black dragons formed a circular cyclone in his hands, emitting a deep black light. From a distance, it looked like a cannonball!

"Black Dragon Cannon!" The barbarian king bent down and squatted down, put his hands on his waist, let out a loud shout, and fired the cannonball in his hand fiercely. The black dragon cannonball immediately turned into a streamline with tail light and flew towards Patriarch Qingfeng at a high speed. The three thousand white-haired sword of Patriarch Baigu.

"Kame Pai Qigong!" In the small courtyard, Wang Sheng spouted another mouthful of tea, dumbfounded by the black cannonball that the barbarian king was about to fire.

He was dumbfounded, that's right, Man Wang's move was exactly the same as the Kamehae Qigong in the Dragon Ball manga, no matter the move or the shape.

But looking carefully, Wang Sheng still shook his head. After all, the move of the Man Wang was just an imitation. It was a bit different from Kame-pai Qigong.

However, Wang Sheng didn't laugh at the Man Wang. He has to say that the man Wang is very talented, and the Dragon Ball comics really let him see something. Wang Sheng can see that the idea of ​​the Barbarian King gathering ten black dragons should be from the manga. Get it in the book.

The power to gather the black dragons together is indeed stronger than a monotonous attack.

For a moment, Wang Sheng didn't know what to say, and his intuition was very strange. No wonder the barbarian king cherished comic books very much. It turned out that he really learned something from them.

The situation changed in an instant, and the barbarian king was slow to react after all. Although his black dragon cannon was powerful and fast, it was still a bit short of intercepting the three thousand white-haired swords!

Three thousand white hairs, three thousand sharp swords, and three thousand peerless sharp swords that drive the violent power of the Way of Wind!

Patriarch Qingfeng felt a white world appeared in front of his eyes, his whole body was extremely cold, firmly blocked by the sword intent, it seemed that his blood was about to freeze, and he was in danger!

"Fellow Daoist, Wang needs to take action!"

Suddenly, time seemed to stand still, and the distance between the three thousand white-haired swords and him seemed no longer shortened, and an indifferent voice came into his ears clearly.

Patriarch Qingfeng slowly turned his head to look in the direction of the small courtyard, and saw an extremely elegant figure coming step by step with his hands behind his back!