At this moment, there was silence and deathly silence permeating this space.

Everyone was completely shocked, stunned, and couldn't react for a long time.

Elder Mo Tian was defeated, defeated so quickly, defeated so completely, that even his life was buried here, and he was directly killed by Li Changkong's extremely powerful sword.

Elder Mo Tian has even used the Blood Demon Sword, and the Blood Demon Sword Intent has burst out, and he has done his best, which can be called the extremely powerful peak existence under the Dao Platform, and he was easily defeated by Li Changkong, so how strong should Li Changkong's strength be?

The people present were all stunned, and the look of shock in their eyes could not be concealed, they couldn't believe that the battle situation would be so one-sided.

Luo Jiuyou, the smile on his face at this moment was completely stagnant, looking at Li Changkong in front of him, like a ghost!

Many disciples of the Dongji Sword Sect turned pale one by one, as if they were mourning, looking at Li Changkong's fierce gaze, and suddenly their bodies trembled, and their steps retreated.

The middle-aged scribe Zhou Hao's expression was extremely stiff at the moment, before, he threatened that Li Changkong would be killed in one move, the words were still in his ears, but in the blink of an eye, Elder Mo Tian died, the corpse fell from the sky, and the picture of the red blood falling down formed an extremely strong irony.

This result was so unexpected that no one expected.

"Tsk, it's too weak, a weak chicken, and dare to be arrogant in front of the boss?"

Jiaolong was triumphant, raising the claws in his hand, and the dragon's eyes were full of contempt.

"Who, weren't you arrogant before? Now, Ben Long wants to teach you a lesson, boy, do you dare to take it?"

Jiaolong rushed straight out and rushed in the direction where many East Pole Sword Sect disciples were, and he was so murderous that he didn't put Luo Jiuyou and other East Pole Sword Sect disciples in his eyes at all.

Although Luo Jiuyou's face turned pale with anger, at this moment, he was speechless, and now, even Elder Mo Tian was defeated, so it was impossible for him to stop Li Changkong!

Everything points to disaster!

At this moment, he doesn't have much mood to fight with Jiaolong.

"Boy, don't dare to speak, let Ben Long send you on your way!"

Jiaolong was unforgiving, and rushed straight out, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Luo Jiuyou, don't say that I won't give you a chance, if you can defeat my mount, I will let you leave safely!"

On the side, Li Changkong raised his eyebrows and looked at Luo Jiuyou in the distance, his eyes were full of drama.

"This is what you said, Li Changkong, I hope you can keep your promise!"

When the words fell, Luo Jiuyou's eyes lit up, his eyes were full of hope, he originally thought that he was dead, after all, even Elder Mo Tian died tragically on the spot, and they couldn't stop Li Changkong at all.

But now, Li Changkong's words are to rekindle his hope, defeat this dragon and save his life, it is not difficult for him.

Crash!

On his body, there was also a brilliant sword that suddenly burst out, although this person's sword cultivation was far inferior to Mo Tian, but it was not trivial, plus the sixfold cultivation of the Spirit Sea, it was not weak at all.

Many disciples of the East Pole Sword Sect, at this moment, are also rekindling hope, looking at Luo Jiuyou, their eyes are full of anticipation.

"Senior Brother Luo, knock this dragon down, it's too hateful!"

"That's right, Senior Brother Luo, you can definitely do it!"

These East Pole Sword Sects spoke out one after another, cheering for Luo Jiuyou.

Luo Jiuyou's face was full of pride, Li Changkong couldn't compare, but Li Changkong's mount was just that, if he couldn't even defeat Li Changkong's mount, then it would be a shame, even if it was himself, he would have no shame to face the people around him.

Whew!

The sword light slashed down suddenly, and in the sharp sword light, there was also a cold aura, and the cold light flickered, bursting out with amazing combat power.

"It's too weak!"

Jiaolong laughed, and gently poked out with a claw, only to hear the sound of a bell, and the sword light and Jiaolong's claws collided together, and the fire splashed everywhere.

The sword in Luo Jiuyou's hand completely stopped in mid-air, before the dragon claw, it was impossible to break through at all, the sword momentum was surging, but the sword in his hand could not advance for half a minute.

He gritted his teeth and almost used the strength to feed, but at the moment, it was useless.

His face, with a sudden, was completely bloodless, this dragon was so powerful, it actually had the feeling of facing Elder Mo Tian.

Strong, invincible!

At this moment, his eyes were full of despair, and he couldn't believe it, how could a dragon, Li Changkong's mount, be so powerful?

The people around him, at this moment, were all flickering in their eyes, and the shock in their hearts was even worse.

They could see that this Jiaolong was extremely strong, and they were afraid that even Elder Mo Tian might not be able to defeat this Jiaolong.

Now, this Jiaolong is obviously playing tricks on Luo Jiuyou, otherwise, with the fierce strength of this Jiaolong, Fang Cai's claw is enough to shoot Luo Jiuyousheng to death!

Everyone present was stunned!

"Gaga, you Eastern Pole Sword Sect, it's too rubbish!"

"Forget it, all your disciples of the East Pole Sword Sect, go together, as long as you defeat Ben Long, Ben Long will let the boss let you go!"

Jiaolong spoke again, and the contempt and disdain made the disciples of the East Pole Sword Sect present all turn blue with anger.

"Shoot!"

Among the disciples of the East Pole Sword Sect, some people shouted, and in an instant, these disciples of the East Pole Sword Sect all shot one after another, performing a fierce killing move, and killed the dragon.

They all understood that at this point, the only way to survive was to defeat this dragon!

Therefore, one by one, they all burst out with twelve percent of their combat power, murderous, and killed Jiaolong.

"It's too weak, it's not fun at all, I won't play with you anymore. ”

Jiaolong laughed, and then, the golden figure, like a big mountain, directly crushed and swept over.

呯呯呯呯......

One by one, the disciples of the East Pole Sword Sect were knocked out one after another, their chests were as if they had been hit by a boulder, and they didn't know how many ribs had been broken in their chests, and they vomited blood in the air one by one, their faces turned pale.

Hera!

Then, Jiaolong grabbed out with another claw, and this claw, with a golden light, pierced the sky, and the sharp light suddenly fell towards the falling nine shadows.

"Ahh

Luo Jiuyou let out an incomparably terrible howl, his golden claws directly broke his stomach, and the blood flowed for a long time, this first day of the East Pole Sword Sect was arrogant, and he also stepped into the footsteps of Elder Mo Tian, and he was killed.

This dragon, its own strength, is extremely strong, and swallows the dragon pill, stimulates the bloodline, refines many elixirs, and the strength is so strong that it is a ninefold martial artist of the Spirit Sea, and it is difficult to block one of its claws, not to mention that the Nine Shadows only have the strength of the six layers of the Spirit Sea.

(End of chapter)