The Immortal Taoist

When Anshan’s children were hands-on, they were also well thought out. Now this is the most powerful of all Anshan’s disciples except Anshan Feihong. The reason why he made the last shot was just to be on the safe side.

Now it seems that there is nothing in the end, the proud dragon has been too tired to look like, let alone fight with him for three hundred rounds, whether he can get a sword, is a problem. No matter how you look at it, Aolong is losing.

"Duan Zongzhu, I have to say that you have a disciple who has a disappointment, and his strength is surely the strongest even among my Anshan's rushing martial artists!"

The proud dragon can beat Anshan Feihong, it is enough to shock Anshan Taiping, and now the proud dragon is even more than a 19-year-old disciple of the peak, and it is almost like the Arabian Nights. Don't say that Anshan Taiping is shocked. Which one can be treated with normality?

"No matter how powerful he is, we are all lost. The proud dragon is strong, but unfortunately, except for him, other savage disciples are too weak, and there is no comparison with your Anshan children!"

Duan Zhenghui smiled bitterly. If the slashing swordsman still has a disciple who can get the hand of the smashing, then the slashing swordsman really has the possibility of victory. Unfortunately, now, let Duan Zhenghui go to find such a disciple.

A total of ten disciples of the Suijian Swordsmen participated in the Fighting Swords Conference. Except for the arrogant dragons and Ouyang Susu, the others were just rushing to the late stage. Ouyang Susu lost in front of him, and now naturally can't play again.

Just when everyone shook his head and sighed, the proud dragon was laughing strangely. Even if he is proud of himself, he never imagined that he actually broke through to the air at this time. All along, he has suppressed the realm, but unfortunately can not be suppressed now.

The body of the proud dragon seems to have become an ancient swallowing beast, swallowing the heavens, and madly absorbing the aura around the world. Originally, all the meridians of the proud dragons were empty, but now they are eager to absorb the aura of heaven and earth and turn them into infuriating at the fastest speed.

"I have been suppressing for so long, how come the mistakes at the crucial moment?"

Aolong really does not want to break through, once it reaches the Yukong, then you can not participate in the fight. The Fighting Swords Conference only has a contest between the true qi warriors and the contest between the martial arts and the martial arts. The squadrons can only watch the war.

For the ten-power, the emptiness of the martial arts is already at a high level. The deputy lord of Zhuang Xin and the lord of Duan Zhenghui are all squadrons. As for the eight elders who came with them, they were only rushing to the warriors.

"With this effort, I can shoot it!"

The proud eyes were bright, and they stood up suddenly. He took the dragon sword and pulled out a sword at the fastest speed. It’s like a big river, and it’s going to the Anshan’s children.

The proud dragon, which had only been able to breathe, suddenly became so fierce, naturally it was a surprise to the son of Anshan. The shooting speed of the proud dragon is too fast. He is already flying on the ground. This speed is naturally beyond the scope that the Anshan family can bear.

The imperial warrior is already able to fly, and the proud dragon is now on the verge of breakthrough. There is no problem in flying against the ground. The dragon sword smashed into the body of the Anshan family, flew him out and fell under the sword.

"I beat you before the breakthrough. This battle must be considered a win, hehe!"

After that, the proud dragon was sitting cross-legged on the sword table and concentrated on breaking. Originally, I was amazed at how the Ao Long changed so many people, and it was relieved at this time. It turned out to be a breakthrough in the realm. No wonder that the moment, the proud dragon can explode such a powerful force.

"Oh... this luck..."

Anshan Taiping licked his mouth, but did not know how to describe it as well. Originally Anshan’s victory, but now the proud dragon suddenly broke through, and before the breakthrough was completed, defeated the Anshan’s children.

This series of changes, do not say that Anshan Taiping is unacceptable, even Duan Zhenghui and Zhuang Xin are all a mistake. However, soon they laughed, and the sword of the sky was won, which is naturally a good thing for them.

"It seems that in the second round, we can become the second sword!"

"In the first round, we got 20 victories. In the second round, we can get 30 victories. In this case, we have already won 50 victories, and how can we get to the bottom?"

Aolong will soon become an imperial warrior. At that time, he will not be able to participate in the Fighting Sword Conference. The next slashing sword will be defeated. Zhong Jianxing was able to win ten people in a row. In addition to the proud dragon, no one really is his opponent.

"Breakthrough?"

Lingdao is also happy for the proud dragon, but unfortunately the back of the fighting sword can not participate. His eyes suddenly lit up, and the slashing swordsman did not have no chance at all. Perhaps he could break through to the rushing territory and then fight with the smashing disciples.

If you let others know the idea of ​​Lingdao, I am afraid that Lingdao is nervous, and it is simply crazy. Just broke through to the rushing environment, how could it be the opponent of the martial arts? Does he do that, isn’t he looking for abuse?

"If you don't plant anything, don't you dare to fight with me, do you deliberately break through?"

At this time, there was a very discordant voice in the field. Zhong Jianxing looked at the proud dragon coldly, and his eyes flashed a little disdain. Even if the Aolong has lost 19 consecutive true-spirited disciples, Zhong Jianxing still feels that the proud dragon is not his opponent.

"In the martial arts, my sword is the strongest. If you don't break through to the air, I can definitely beat you!"

These words of Zhong Jianxing are to make the brow of the proud dragon wrinkle. However, now is the breakthrough, and there is no way for Aolong to open. On the top of the proud dragon, there has been a huge whirlpool of aura, and his body is constantly increasing.

"Why didn't you dare say these words before the proud dragon broke through?"

Lingdao sneered a sneer, others were afraid of Zhong Jianxing, but he was not afraid of Lingdao. Isn't that the son of the epee gate, Zhong Cang's son, Zhong Jianxing? Isn't it the first person to be a martial artist? Only these, what is it?

"Kid, you are looking for death!"

Zhong Jianxing's eyebrows condense a trace of murderousness. Lingdao again and again, provoking him again and again, has already let him move the real fire. He has already made up his mind, and when Lingdao out of Anshan County, he will definitely unload the eight roads!