The python has turned into a thousand-year-old Jiao, and the Jiao has turned into a snake for a thousand years. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This is also the Way.

"The red lotus is mine, and no one can take it away. The cold voice said to Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yaole said: "You said this is yours, this is yours, and your name is written on it?"

Xue Jiao was furious and said, "I have been guarding Xue Jiao for hundreds of years!"

"That's a fart? The thousand-year-old king and eighty-thousand-year-old turtle, what's the matter, the sea is all theirs?

"......" Xue Jiao finally gave up Xiao Yao's argument.

It feels that it is a very meaningless thing to fight with human beings.

How could they, despicable human beings, ever be reasonable?

Thinking of this, Xue Jiao was furious, and his head was like a tank, and he smashed it towards Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao was like a mayfly in front of Xue Jiao, but his body was very agile, and after dodging the impact of Xue Jiao, the black dragon knife infused with spiritual energy in his hand slashed at Xue Jiao's body.

Sparks flew like they had slashed at the hardest metal in the world.

Xiao Yaohu felt a sharp pain in his mouth, and it was obvious that the black dragon knife in his hand was about to be thrown out.

After that, he quickly pulled back a distance, and the eyes that looked at the snow Jiao were also much more vigilant.

He felt that he had completely underestimated the defensive ability of this snow Jiao before, you must know that his knife just now, even a tank can be cut with a knife, and even an aircraft carrier is like a knife cutting tofu.

However, after the knife fell, there was not even a trace on the snow Jiao's body.

This made Xiao Yao feel frustrated.

"Human, even if you have a spiritual weapon in your hand, what can you do? Can you kill me?" the Xue Jiao's voice was full of ridicule towards Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao raised his head, looked squarely at the two lantern-sized red eyes, and sneered.

"Let's not say that you're just a snow Jiao, even if you really turn into a dragon, I won't be able to kill you?"

"Hmph, then let me see how capable you are!" Xue Jiao's tearing voice sounded again, and in an instant, the entire reincarnation valley shook the mountains, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

Xiao Yao's face remained unchanged, his body hung in the air, and the purple light patterns spread around like a spider web, and finally enveloped Xue Jiao in it.

The black dragon knife in his hand was raised high.

The moment Xiao Yao raised the Black Dragon Knife, Xue Jiao seemed to have a very bad feeling.

It seems that the air around them has become thinner.

It didn't wait for Xiao Yao to accumulate strength, and it had already pounced on Xiao Yao.

Opening his mouth, a dark blue flame like a ghostly fire churned in a heat wave, heading towards Xiao Yao.

The smell of blood almost made Xiao Yao faint.

Xiao Yao's eyes were cold, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

Finally, a knife fell, and the sword was soaring, destroying the ancient decay for a while, and it seemed that it was expected to cut off this day.

The straight knife aura is like a trace, and it is a posture of wanting to cut the snow Jiao in half.

The knife is steaming for a thousand miles.

Xue Jiao's body was still rising towards Xiao Yao's position, as if he wanted to swallow Xiao Yao in one gulp, but he was directly pushed out by this sword qi, and a terrible scream came out of his mouth, and he slammed into the snow mountain wall behind him.

Even the walls of the snow-capped mountains were slashed by knives and countless ice cubes, such as the ice picks on the roof that could be seen when I was a child, and they fell down to smash holes several meters deep.

A knife strike.

After Xue Jiao's body hit the wall of the snow-capped mountain, it kept rolling on the mountain wall, about ten laps, before it barely stabilized.

"With a knife, the name is cut out. The top of Xiao Yao's head was covered with dense beads of sweat.

This knife exhausted the general aura in his body, but it only exerted thirty percent of the power of the first sword of the black dragon.

If it was ten, maybe it would be possible to divide the iceberg that stretched for miles into two parts, right? Maybe, more than that, he thought to himself.

"Dare to hurt me, damn it!" Xue Jiao's voice did not sound in Xiao Yao's mind this time, but echoed throughout the Reincarnation Valley.

Li Yaowen's face instantly turned pale, and then, a mouthful of jet-black blood spurted out of his mouth.

Peng Yiming's face changed slightly, and he quickly pulled Li Yaowen to him.

"The strength of this snow Jiao is more than that, we are all careless, you occupy behind me, don't resist!"

Li Yaowen nodded, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked in a low voice, "Then the young master will be fine, right?"

Peng Yiming's eyes flickered, obviously he didn't have enough confidence.

If it were him, he would definitely be inferior to Xue Jiao, even if he was already a cultivator in the Lingjiang realm.

Even the aftermath of this roar gave him a little headache.

He raised his head, looked at Xiao Yao, who was at the center of the storm, and sighed.

In the face of such a powerful beast, can he really do it?

It's just that he also understands that even if he wants to go over to help, he can't leave at all, otherwise, even the aura that erupts during the battle is not something that Li Yaowen, Jiang Hongdou, and Teacher Li and the three of them can resist.

Xiao Yao once again swept the black dragon knife in his hand.

His eyes turned cold and his voice was indifferent.

"Only characters who have been cornered will roar, is your strength limited to this?" Xiao Yao sneered, "Why don't you look at my second knife again, how about cutting immortals?"

After speaking, he raised his wrist again, and the aura in his body was surging wildly, and the purple light emitted from his body was even more intense.

The originally invisible sword qi was infected purple.

A long purple rainbow is enough to penetrate the whole world.

The sword is majestic, and the purple air is coming from the east!

Xue Jiao's body writhed desperately, trying to dodge the blow, even though it had absolute confidence in its natural armor scales, but at this time, it didn't dare to fight hard at all.

When it found that it was difficult to dodge because of its large body, its body turned into a silver light and rushed towards Xiao Yao.

Straight as a line.

Xiao Yao's eyes stared at the silver light coming towards him, not afraid at all.

As soon as the knife fell, the purple rainbow light condensed into the shape of a long knife, colliding with the silver light.

It was night, but it was as bright as day.

The huge ball of light slowly rose in the air, and the moment it exploded, the incomparably thick qi forced Peng Yiming out of a distance.

You know, he's just a spectator!

What's more, is it Xiao Yao who is in the center of the battle?

Xiao Yao's body also flew out like a kite with a broken string and fell into the ice and snow.

That snow Jiao, the end is not much better, although the aura is strong, but after all, it has not turned into a dragon, it is just a snow Jiao, Xiao Yao's black dragon knife was originally an artifact, not to mention, Xiao Yao, who used the knife, has already stepped into the Lingjiang strike.

Xiao Yao had enough self-confidence, if the enemy against him was just an ordinary Lingjiang realm cultivator, I am afraid that this sword would be enough to kill the other party.

It's a pity that this Xue Jiao is obviously much stronger than those Lingjiang realm cultivators.

Especially the defensive ability, he wondered if even a cultivator in the Spirit Sea realm could have the defensive power of this snow jiao.

It's just horrible!

Xue Jiao's body smashed into the mountain wall, and when Xiao Yao got up, it also rolled its body again and drilled out.

The scales on its body had begun to seep out of the blood.

"I really think that you can be invincible in the world!" Xiao Yao laughed, "It seems that you will still be injured!"

Xue Jiao said angrily, "So what? How many more slashes can you take? Don't you still have to die?"

Xiao Yao fell into a brief silence.

He had to admit that this Xue Jiao's words reached the key point.

The black dragon has two knives, it is indeed violent, completely unreasonable, and extremely domineering.

The third knife, Xiao Yao can't cut it, his strength is not enough, his ability is not enough, even if it is the first knife, he can't cut out the absolute momentum.

It seems that if you want to cut the third sword, you must cut the first and second knives out of ten percent.

For Xiao Yao now, it's too far away.

Xue Jiao struck at Xiao Yao again.

This time, it's firing on all cylinders.

Although it felt that it could still be the final victor, the cultivator of the Lingjiang realm in front of it had already brought it a lot of pressure.

After this battle, I'm afraid, it will have to cultivate for hundreds of years before it can obtain the qualification to transform into a dragon.

The thought of this makes it furious.

However, just when Xue Jiao thought that he was about to engulf Xiao Yao, the black dragon knife in Xiao Yao's hand suddenly rolled in the palm of his hand.

Then, the Black Dragon Sword flashed with a dazzling golden light.

With Xiao Yao as the center, an aura from the desolation spread around.

The body of the snow Jiao suddenly stopped in the air.

Its eyes were distracted, looking at the black dragon knife in Xiao Yao's hand.

"Is this—dragon energy?"

Xiao Yao grinned.

Although the dragon qi in the body is not enough, I don't know how much more domineering it is compared to the aura.

Poured into the Black Dragon Knife, it can also increase the strength by one or two percent.

Although I don't know if this knife can completely kill Xue Jiao, but in the face of such a powerful beast, even if there is little hope, I have to do everything.

Xiao Yao is not an irrational person, but since it has reached the point where he has to make a desperate bet, what is there to hesitate about?

Behind Xiao Yao, the golden light soared again, and a golden imaginary dragon was churning in the air, soaring through the clouds and mist, breathing and waving its claws, the atmosphere was picturesque.

"Can you block this knife?" Xiao Yao muttered softly.

However, just as Xiao Yao was about to cut it down, that cold voice sounded in Xiao Yao's mind again.

"Stop, I'll throw in the towel!"

Xiao Yao could tell that it was Xue Jiao's voice.

Xiao Yao frowned, a little stunned.

"I was originally Jiao, naturally I was angry with the Dragon King, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

After speaking, a stream of information suddenly appeared in Xiao Yao's mind.

A piece of golden paper, densely packed with boys, the four big characters on it are the clearest.

"Confession of the Lord's covenant. ”

Xiao Yao's expression was blank.

Before Xiao Yao could put away the dragon qi in his body, the snow Jiao suddenly rose into the air, shed the white armor on his body, turned into a Jiao Ling, and drilled into Xiao Yao's body.

As soon as he entered the body, he was absorbed by the spinning dragon technique.

Jiao Ling enters the body, and the dragon looks sideways.