The speed of the golden thread was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, under the precise control of the dragon-slaying knife monk, it had wrapped up Jiao Yan.

"Damn it!" These golden silk threads tied Jiao Yan's five-flowered body tightly, and were still shrinking, as if they wanted to strangle it, making Jiao Yan extremely angry.

Jiao Yan also knew that he had to get rid of the shackles of the golden thread quickly. He roared and transformed into his true form in the next moment, turning back into a huge black dragon more than thirty feet long.

For monsters like the Jiao Clan with extraordinary bloodlines, their true form is the most powerful form.

The golden silk thread that originally trapped Jiao Yan was immediately stretched out by Jiao Yan's sudden growth after Jiao Yan turned back into a black dragon. The golden light on the thread was constantly trembling.

"Cut it off!" Jiao Yan's huge eyes were filled with madness, and his body began to swing violently.

collapse!

Under Jiao Yan's hard struggle, the golden silk thread finally exceeded its capacity limit, making the sound of a bow string breaking, and was torn apart by Jiao Yan.

At the same time that the golden thread was disconnected, the array disks in the hands of the Dragon-Slaying Sword and Golden Pill cultivators were also covered with spider-like cracks.

It's just that Jiao Yan didn't feel good either. As a price for tearing off the golden thread, his whole body had been cut to pieces by the golden thread and became a blur. The blood kept flowing out, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Naturally, the sword master would not waste such a fighting opportunity. He held the Full Moon Sword tightly with one arm and was already pressing forward. His entire figure turned into a bloody rainbow light, which was astonishingly powerful.

The golden thread mist array's killing move has not ended yet. Although the golden thread has been torn off, the thick black mist has not disappeared.

Under the control of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Golden Pill cultivator, the black mist crazily invaded Jiao Yan's body from Jiao Yan's wound.

After activating the golden mist formation, Han Jiu's eyes once again flashed with a hint of coldness.

In addition to this formation, he has another one available.

The Poseidon Sect's sect-protecting formation.

As the operator of the sect-protecting formation, Han Jiu sacrificed a huge blue formation flag. With the formation flag, he could control the sect-protecting formation.

The spiritual power in the Poseidon Sect's spiritual veins poured into the sect-protecting formation like a tide.

Under Han Jiu's control, the spiritual power that had almost condensed into substance formed a blazing spiritual light, which shot towards Jiao Yan who was covered in blood, almost in no particular order with the sword master's movements.

Moo!

Jiao Yan raised his head, stretched out his hard claws like treasures, and faced the onslaught of attacks.

Boom!

boom!

Two completely different sounds, but both were extremely loud collisions.

Jiao Yan felt a severe numbness in his left paw where he was fighting against the spiritual light, which made him feel excruciating pain, but it was over.

Because the right claw he used to face the sword owner's Yuanyue Sword was torn out by the sword owner along the original wound, and a larger scar was made. The bright red flesh and blood turned out, and the severe pain made Jiao Yan

Becoming more and more violent.

"The Jiao clan's physical body is strong, but how many claws do you have? How many swords can you withstand?" The sword master said coldly, seeing that the attack in conjunction with the sect-protecting formation was very effective.

Jiao Yan remained silent, then the dragon's tail suddenly swung, like a whip, towards the sword master. At the same time as launching the attack, Jiao Yan also threw out his seal weapon, blocking the sword master's escape route.

The next moment, Jiao Yan's expression changed.

——Facing the sweep of his dragon tail, the sword master had no thought of dodging at all. Instead, he held the Yuan Yue Dao and struck his dragon tail with one strike.

Keng!

The harsh sound of metal collision echoed, and the huge repulsive force produced by the collision between the Yuanyue Knife and Jiaowei made the knife owner feel that his internal organs were about to shift. His energy and blood boiled, and bright red blood suddenly oozed from the corners of his mouth.

And under his fierce force, Jiao Yan's tail was also cut with a huge crack, and blood spurted out as if it was free of charge.

It has to be said that the demon clan's body is indeed powerful. From the beginning to now, Jiao Yan has lost no idea how much blood has been lost.

But Jiao Yan's ferocious nature has not diminished even half.

"Happy!" The sword master spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and said with a wanton smile, "Come again!"

With a body shape like electricity, sword skills like thunder, and with a rumbling terrifying power, the sword master once again slashed at Jiao Yan with his sword.

Han Jiu also controlled the sect-protecting formation again, condensed his spiritual light, and coordinated with the sword master to attack Jiao Yan.

The effects of the ubiquitous black mist are gradually showing up. After being integrated into Jiao Yan's blood, the black mist is slowly paralyzing Jiao Yan's body, making his movements more and more stiff.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Attack after attack hit Jiao Yan one after another.

Even if he continues to struggle madly because of his anger, he can still face the sect-protecting formation operated by Han Jiu, the golden mist formation presided over by the ten golden elixir monks of the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and the crazy continuous attacks of the Nascent Soul monk Sword Master Zhuang Ruo, but he still can't

There is no possibility of escape.

No matter how powerful Jiao Yan's body was, it was still difficult to withstand the increasing severity of his injuries. The blood flowing out of his body had already gathered into a small pool on the ground.

Finally, Jiao Yan's resistance became weaker and weaker. Finally, under the knife master's blow, the dragon's body swayed and fell straight from the air.

With a bang, the black dragon's huge body fell on the ground, raising dust all over the sky. The wild dragon Yan was now unable to move, and his breath was extremely weak.

The sword master released several golden ropes and tied Jiao Yan tightly, who had lost the ability to struggle.

Jiao Yan is still very useful with the dragon-slaying knife. Naturally, it is impossible for the owner of the knife to kill him. The most he can do is to seriously injure him and calm his mind.

The Jiaoyan has already fallen, the next step is the most important, the most difficult and the most error-free step, using the Jiaoyan as bait to lead the Dragon Demon King into the trap they have carefully woven!

The sword master's eyes flashed coldly, and he held the full moon sword and drew it across the black dragon's spine.

The sharp blade cut a very deep wound on Jiao Yan's back along the already open wound, revealing a long tendon hidden in it that shone with a faint black light.

The sword master reached out and grabbed the long tendon, and pulled it out of Jiao Yan's body coldly.

This is a dragon tendon several feet long.

"First it's the Sea God Sect, then Jiao Yan, and finally it's the turn of the Dragon Demon King." The sword master put away his dragon tendons, walked up to Master Han Qiu, and said word by word: "I know why I have kept you alive until now.

?"

The sword master's voice was hoarse, "I want you to witness with your own eyes how the Jiao clan was destroyed. When the time comes, I will place you in front of the Jiao dragon statue and let you feel the pain of being burned by thousands of sacrifices."

Han Qiu couldn't accept the fact that Jiao Yan had already been killed. He twisted his body on the ground and muttered: "It's useless, it's useless... You can capture His Highness Jiao Yan through the formation. That's because Jiao Yan

Your Highness has just entered the fourth level, but with the level of cultivation that the Dragon Demon King is about to transform into a dragon, how can you challenge him?"

"Then you have to watch how we slay the dragon." The sword master said firmly, not only in response to Han Qiu, but also to give himself and the dragon-slaying sword monks confidence.

Jiao Yan has just entered the fourth level, and with his early Nascent Soul cultivation base, Jiao Yan's plan can be said to be almost certain.

But the Dragon Demon King is different. His combat power is astonishing. If it were a head-to-head confrontation, he would not be a single enemy at all. With such a huge disparity in strength, no matter how perfect the plan is, the probability of success will not be too high.
Chapter completed!