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Chapter 192: Blade Wandering Dragon!(2/3)

Wait for yourself to cut out the additional sword!

"Thousand-handed..."

Wu Xiaode shouted softly.

In the void behind him, bronze arms appeared one by one, spread all over the world, neatly like battles, emitting tidal sword energy.

All a thousand bronze hands appeared, and they pointed to the sword at the same time.

The whole world was silent.

I heard Wu Xiaode chant for a long time:

"I remember drinking on the Wuqiao Bridge in the past, and most of them were heroes."

"The long groove flows silently."

"In the sparse shadows of apricot flowers, they play the flute until dawn."

He glanced at his soul power.

All the soul powers of the live broadcast are used to kill the bone dragon.

I just used up a little of my soul power, and there were still twenty points left.

It is not enough to release this level of swordsmanship.

But with a thousand hands blessing and launching an attack of the same level, it can barely achieve the power of "Long Moon and Sparse Shadow".

He waved his sword and slashed forward.

Thousands of bronze hands were cut forward together.

All the sword lights gathered into shadows, thundering on the dwarf like bursting dark thunder.

Instantly.

Time starts moving again!

The dwarf shouted: "Gathering the rules in my name, dance the two swords in my hand--"

Famous skills, Hidden Mountain Knife Technique·Dragon bite!

His voice broke.

The huge dark sword shadow wrapped around him and directly stabbed him into the depths of the earth.

boom!

The ground was cracked and the bottomless hole was shattered, and dust and mist surged all around.

A line of small words in ice jumped out:

"All soul power has been absorbed and the value has been returned. The current soul power is: 21/21."

When the monkey suddenly stood up, he shouted loudly:

"Beware, his name skills have been produced--it's a whole dragon!"

Wu Xiaode has already seen it.

In the air, the pony dragon, made of the blade of the bone-clearing knife, was looking down at him.

"It's fake... so many swords, how come they have become a one-stop?"

Wu Xiaode murmured.

He shook the Chixiao Sword.

A brand new skill is refreshed.

He glanced at it, shook the Chixiao Sword again, refreshing his skills.

But it's too late.

The murderous aura on the dragon was extremely strong, and all the blades on its body stood up, as if it could launch a killing feast that cuts everything at any time.

"Everyone retreats, no one is allowed to stand within 300 meters!" The long-haired man shouted loudly.

"clear!"

Everyone scattered with a bang.

The dakinis bird and the people in the garbage dump also quickly retreated.

"It's over, that's a famous skill."

"The power of the law."

"It's not just the laws, but also his own sword skills."

"It's over now." New

People were talking a lot.

The moment Wu Xiaode saw the dragon, mist appeared all over his body.

The Book of the Dead immediately opened, and lines of small words of ice crystals appeared:

"The opponent's name skills have special powers:"

"Don't stop until death."

"Before you haven't used the Silent Misty, you have been completely locked by the 'Hidden Mountain Knife Technique Dragon Bite'."

"So, entering the magic fog can't eliminate the lock marks on you."

"Notice!"

"The only one who avoids this lock is the only death skill: The Mist Shadow."

Wu Xiaode glanced at the long-haired man outside the field without a trace.

The long-haired man was staring at him seriously, paying attention to his every move, as if he wanted to see if he would die in this move.

——The fog shadow is his ability to keep his chest under his belt.

If you can not take it out, don’t take it out, so as not to take it out.

But then again, the name skills are really amazing.

Wu Xiaode shook the Chixiao Sword again.

The skills continue to be refreshed.

——Damn it.

I haven't obtained the fame skills yet!

Without fame skills, it is almost impossible to deal with the current situation.

Looking up, I saw a lot of buzzing sounds roaring like mountains erupting from the sky.

This is the sound of Youlong's huge body rubbing against the air as it slowly moves.

Wu Xiaode stood with a sword and shouted in a low voice: "Thousand-handed, defensive state."

"Defense?" Youlong joked.

The next moment—

The dragon, made of blades, swooped towards him like thunder!

This is completely unstoppable.

Wu Xiaode took his sword and retreated.

Hundreds of bronze hands formed a thick wall behind him.

boom!

Youlong suddenly collided with the bronze hand wall and laughed sharply: "Hahaha, it's useless. All your hands are only the strength of your body, and your body only has only 20 soul power!"

Wu Xiaode was stunned.

The dwarf was clearly cut into the ground by himself, but his consciousness came to this sword dragon?

Just in this moment, Youlong had already pounced on him.

The bitter sword wind cuts through the air and even cuts off Wu Xiaode's hair.

"Look at me to dismember you into flesh!"

Youlong roared wildly.

In the midst of lightning, Wu Xiaode pointed his sword with a finger—

The road back on the Magpie Bridge!

Swish-

He appeared directly behind Youlong, raised the sword high with both hands, and slashed it down with all his might.

Hurry!
To be continued...
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