"Don't be impatient!"

Huan Duru Shui narrowed his eyes, then glanced at Wei Yuan, and after a long time, she smiled. She said, "Mr. Wei is indeed a quick talker, so we won't go around the corner. How can I believe you can kill that dragon?"

"Doesn't you believe that there is anything to do? There is no loss to you. If I can't kill you, do you think I can come back alive?"

“What you said makes sense.”

Huan Duruoshui nodded slightly, then continued, "Then let's just observe Mr. Wei's methods, please."

"Don't worry, you have to agree to our conditions before you can achieve it!"

Wei Yuan spoke lightly.

Hearing this, Huan Du Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, and then murmured, "Mr. Wei, do you know why I know that climbing the Sword Cliff is dangerous, and the pioneer is to enlighten the people behind, but still have to enter the mountain in one hour before his white horse?"

Hearing this, Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes and did not answer. Huan Duruoshui continued, "That's because there is something we are bound to win, even if we give up the lives of these monks of the Divine God."

After hearing this, Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows, "So you are not going to agree to my request?"

"This may not be the case. It depends on what you want, Mr. Wei. If it does not conflict with the purpose of my trip, you will be."

"Then what is the purpose of your trip?"

Wei Yuan asked.

Huan Du Ruoshui glanced at the direction of climbing the top of the sword cliff, and then continued, "A pair of sword-holding red armor!"

"Red Armor?"

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows and then smiled, "It seems that there is no conflict. No matter what armor it is, I don't want it. I only have a sword sheath."

"Shaped?"

Hearing this, everyone, including Huan Duruoshui, looked at each other with confusion. This kid is really weird. What should I do with a scabbard? Could it be that the scabbard and the sharp sword in the scabbard are so powerful?

But no matter what the purpose of Wei Yuan's sword sheath was, as long as he didn't go for the red armor of the sword, everything would be easy to talk about.

Thinking of this, Huan Duruo immediately smiled, "Okay, since that's the case, I'll agree to Mr. Wei's request. As long as the things you choose do not include the red sword-holding armor, I will let you be the first to choose."

"Thank you."

While they were chatting, a group of more than 30 monks in the Zhaoshen realm of the God-Statistics had already rushed to the bottom of the Cricket of the Cricket and scattered. Each of them was no less than a hundred feet apart. They climbed up at the same time, stepping on the ancient swords inserted on the cliff wall, and climbed upwards towards the top of the cliff while the rabbit rose and the eagle fell.

At the same time, a dragon roar resounded through the sky and the earth came, and the giant dragon on the clouds on the top of the cliff was finally angered! After a long roar, the dragon soared up. At this moment, everyone finally saw the whole body of the dragon, covering the sky and the sun. Even though it was hundreds of feet apart, it still felt that it had filled the entire sky.

"this!"

Some monks of the Divine God were frightened, and the moment when Dao Xin was shaken, he was shocked by the dragon's spiritual pressure like heavenly power. His feet became soft and he fell from the cliff wall and fell heavily on the ground.

It would be no big deal if it fell at a height of nearly a hundred feet. But now it is different. With the spiritual pressure of the sword dragon, the fallen monks seemed to be pressing against the top of the mountain. The few people in the state of Shenchu ​​were seriously injured and had no combat power.

When Huan Du Ruoshui saw this scene, his eyebrows slightly clumped, and she murmured, "Mr. Wei, take action!"

Wei Yuan did not drag on the mud, and slowly pulled out the long sword from his waist, and it actually soared up against the dragon's spiritual pressure.

Seeing this scene, a guest at the Creation Realm immediately sneered, "Sure enough, he is still a young boy with a bad temper. The sword energy is filled with spiritual pressure around the Cliff. Even if a strong man in the Creation Realm takes off here, he will be limited by the spiritual pressure. If he cannot exert his strength beyond 50 or 6, he is simply seeking death if he does this!"

At the same time, the giant dragon had already swung down, stretching its body for more than a hundred feet, and rushed towards Tuoba Jun who was climbing on the cliff.

"What!"

Tuoba Jun's face changed drastically. She never thought that she would be so unlucky that she would become the first target of the dragon. With her strength in the Shenchu ​​realm, let alone confronting her, it would be a fantasy to fight against her.

Just when she thought she would die, the dragon suddenly stopped, then turned around and looked elsewhere.

The dragon did not continue to fly towards her, which made Tuoba Jun secretly relieved, but when she turned her head and looked towards the direction where the dragon looked, she immediately took a breath of air conditioning.

Wei Yuan's body slowly soared up, and with the spiritual pressure everywhere, even the Creation monk would find it difficult to compete with this giant dragon. What is he doing?

To save yourself?

Tuoba Jun felt a little warm, but there was no time to move anything at the moment. She shouted loudly, "Go away!"

It’s a pity that it was too late. Wei Yuan flew so hard that he was slapped the dragon’s big mouth in front of him. When climbing Sword Mountain, no one was allowed to fly except it! "Roar!"

After a long roar, the dragon turned around and rushed towards Wei Yuan who was soaring up. The speed was incredible. In the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Wei Yuan. He opened his bloody mouth and was about to tear the ant in front of him into powder.

But just as everyone thought that Wei Yuan would be wiped out under this impact, the young man who was alone floating above the sky thrust his long sword and his body remained motionless. He said lightly, "I want you to die, you won't be able to survive!"

The moment he finished speaking, the light in Wei Yuan's pupil flashed, and the sword intent of Wuhen slashed out quietly, directly penetrated the body of the dragon's ten thousand swords, and slashed straight towards the carrier sword containing the sword spirit.

It’s not that Wei Yuan was not afraid of the spiritual pressure in the sky. Indeed, as the guest of fortune said, with the spiritual pressure around him, the ghost energy and even the power of Taoism will be suppressed to an extremely low level, and even several fortune cultivators may not be able to kill the sword dragon.

But Wei Yuan is different. The power he possesses is not only the power of Taoism, but also many killing methods, which are beyond the imagination of this cultivator in the secret realm of the Heavenly Heaven! The sword intent of the sword is directly slashing the soul. This giant dragon seems to be covering the sky and the sun, but it is ultimately transformed by the sword spirit. The sword spirit is a kind of soul, and it is not a human soul. It is extremely fragile. To put it bluntly, Wei Yuan is his nemesis! "Boom!"

I heard a violent roar. The giant dragon, which was originally like a rainbow and rushed towards me like a meteorite, was shocked in an instant. The body formed by the ancient sword suddenly collapsed, and large pieces of long swords fell like raindrops from the sky.

The moment this scene appeared, the surrounding area of ​​Mount Jian Cliff was instantly in a dead silence.
Chapter completed!