Chapter 153: Fear!
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It is an ancient valley. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The spiritual spring is bubbling, the grass and trees are green, and the vitality between heaven and earth is very strong, and it has become a light mist here.
A pool of clear ponds is like fairy jade, and it does not move at all, until a figure is like a sword, falling down, falling to the edge of the pool, splashing all over the sky.
This is a young man who looks like he has just reached the weak crown, his body is as plump as jade, his posture is tall, his eyes are as sharp as a heavenly sword, and he is staring ahead.
Boom!
The dust was flying, a figure fell, and his feet fell like a drum, this was a majestic young man of the demon clan, very tall, with a back like a dragon, long blue hair dancing, and eyes like an abyss under the sea.
"The eleventh place on the Dragon and Tiger list seems to be a false appearance. ”
The young man of the demon clan spoke, he looked at the young man by the pool, his eyes were very cold, and his momentum was surging like an ocean, making the air distorted in all directions, and even his gaze was difficult to penetrate.
"The East China Sea Manglong Clan, after thousands of years of silence, was finally born again. Liu Qingchen said coldly, "When did Manggu, the emperor of the Manglong Clan of the East China Sea, become a lackey of the Beihai Kun Divine Kingdom. ”
Not angry, the emperor of the Manglong Clan said calmly: "The Four Sea Demon Clans do not distinguish each other, but they divide the country and govern it, just like the four countries of your human race. ”
Liu Qingchen snorted coldly and said: "It's a joke, I really didn't know that you Four Seas Demon Kingdom were competing with each other, and Beihai and Donghai have always been good friends, it's useless to talk about it, today you and I, only one of you and I can leave alive." ”
"You're right. Mang Gu said lightly, "Today, there are only two of us, and only one person can live." Unfortunately, that person is me. Not you. ”
"Kill!"
Liu Qingchen roared, and suddenly his body was full of sharp splatters. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a mouthful of red gold appeared like a long sword condensed by flames.
"Red Dragon Sword!Median Traceless Sword!Three thousand demon soldiers, one hundred demon generals!" Standing with a sword, Liu Qingchen stroked the sword body and said solemnly.
Raising his eyebrows, he smiled, and then said coldly: "You shouldn't provoke me and kill so many demon soldiers and demon generals of my demon clan." Your sins are unforgivable, and you need to use your blood and soul to pay tribute to so many soldiers and generals who have died in our people!"
Liu Qingchen didn't say anything, just raised his sword, and the tip of the sword pointed at his chest.
"It's a pity, you're only a half-step taboo, and you're still a little bit behind, if you are from the second-rate realm to the top-grade peak realm, you may be able to match me. Now you can't have a chance of winning, and I will tell you with your blood that this battle is nothing but a useless struggle. And you, the Seventh Prince of the Great Han, are just a slightly stronger ant. ”
Reckless step. A majestic aura that belonged to the taboo broke out of his body, and he stood at the taboo level in an instant. Dozens of square feet turned into a vacuum world, and the vacuum was distorted. Ripple through the fine ripples.
Airplanes!
The red dragon sword shook lightly, Liu Qingchen looked ahead, his eyes were solemn, this is the forbidden figure of the younger generation of the demon clan, comparable to the real master of the top ten of the dragon and tiger list, although he has a turbulent fighting spirit, he also understands that this emperor of the Mang Dragon clan is indeed better than him, and has completely established himself in the forbidden realm, this battle, he has little chance of winning, and there is even a possibility of falling.
But he had to fight, and there were two young taboos who entered the dragon mound, and he handed over one of them to the master of the Daoyuan Juvenile Academy, although he didn't know what kind of means he had, he thought that he could at least survive, and maybe he could protect some people.
But it's not safe, the opponent is too strong, the demon clan has been prepared for a long time, has calculated everything, and there may be a big layout, but it has not been understood until this moment.
Now the sun will set, at least, he will also drag this emperor of the Manglong clan, not to retreat with his whole body, just to be able to make him injured, there is no time to care, at that time, when the time comes, the dragon mound rejects outsiders, this line of eighty-one people, how many can live is a few, as for the unfortunate killing, it can only be fate.
"The red dragon sits for nine days!"
Liu Qingchen drank violently, and then made a move, what he cultivated was a "Sitting Heavenly Sword", which was a crippled first-class swordsmanship created by a sage of the royal family, and was obtained by it, and deduced again, with amazing comprehension, it was perfected, reaching the level of first-class peak martial arts, and with this first-class second-rate cultivation, half a foot entered the taboo level,
The red dragon sword shines brightly, illuminating the valley and flowing water.
The breath of the Chiyang origin flowed, the sword pierced through the air, and the tip of Liu Qingchen's sword swallowed the edge, like a stream of red gold streamers, and the sword light was intertwined, faintly outlining a red gold true dragon, majestic as a prison, and killing towards Manggu.
"Banmen get an axe!"
Mang Gu sneered, he shook his fist, and the two fists swallowed the fist light at the same time, one attracted the Xuanyin Origin, and the other attracted the Water Origin, the power of the two origins was intertwined, he merged his fists and pierced forward, the Gang Qi was like a dragon, the dark blue crystal was shining, and it was crushed forward, and the vacuum was violently twisted, swinging through the continuous waves.
This is the "Xuanshui Manglong Jue" once famous in the East China Sea Manglong Clan, a supreme martial art, the power of the two origins of Xuanyin and Shui Xing is one, which is enough to wipe out all external forces that freeze the ice.
The two Gangqi long dragons collided in mid-air, giving birth to an earth-shattering dragon groan, as if two real dragons were fighting, and the vacuum waves shook, and this place became a land of destruction.
Dozens of miles away.
On a lonely cliff, a platinum streamer ascended to the peak and looked into the distance.
The spiritual will penetrates the void, illuminates the origin, and penetrates the void, and then, Su Qinian's eyes flashed, there!
A half-step taboo, a real taboo character, two young strong people fighting, the momentum is too big, more than ten miles, the living beings retreat, the beasts are dormant, this is no longer a second-rate level confrontation, but comparable to the first-class strong people of each other, if it is close, a little careless, under the first-class, it is the end of death.
But obviously, this is nothing at all for Su Qiannian.
in the valley.
With a bang, there were sparks splashing, Liu Qingchen was shocked back dozens of feet, he took one step at a time, several inches deep, his face was slightly pale, just the first sword, he faintly fell into the downwind, almost hooking the old wound.
Of course, this old injury is also due to this young emperor, and now, he has no way out, and life and death are only in an instant.
"Nine Heavens Dragon Fall, Red Sun is in the sky!"
Liu Qingchen drank violently, he used all his strength, a sword turned into a phantom, disappeared in the palm of his hand, he hugged it with both hands, as if a round of red golden sun appeared, illuminating the universe.
For the first time, Mang Gu's eyes showed a solemn look, this was a sword that had never been seen before, and this sword made this Seven Princes of the Great Han Dynasty break through the forbidden realm and take a small step forward.
Thundered!
Then, Liu Qingchen pushed this round of red gold sun and crushed towards Manggu.
"Xuanlong out of the abyss!"
With a loud roar, Manggu shot again, his fist accompanied the dragon's roar, faintly shining on an abyss under the sea, a big dragon swayed up, breaking through the abyss, which was bigger than the mountains, breaking through the sea level, rushing up to nine days, swallowing the sun and the moon.
Wherever this punch passed, the punch force was endless, and the air was frozen, and it became ice powder and fell.
In front of this punch, the red golden sun was also frozen, although it was a little difficult, it was not able to block it after all.
Bang!
In the end, this punch shattered the frozen sun, the red dragon sword was shaken away, and the reckless fist pierced forward, and it was about to be imprinted on Liu Qingchen's chest.
At this time, the emperor of the Manglong Clan suddenly changed color, turned his fist, and turned around suddenly.
Syllable!
The entire valley shook at this time, as if a meteor had fallen to the earth, it was a big collision, and the power of the majestic qi and blood seemed to melt the vacuum.
Pedal Pedal Ped
Then, Mang Gu stepped back more than ten feet and stood still, one of his fists hung down, a little spasmodic, the blade of the fist was bleeding, and a hole was cracked.
He stared at a corner of the valley, on a moss-covered rock, a Terran boy about sixteen or seventeen years old stood with his hands in his hands, his dark green robe fluttering, and his eyes were cold, falling on him.
"It's you!"
By the waterhole, Liu Qingchen was shocked, and looked at the person on the rock, who was not the master of the Taoist Academy.
Ten days ago, the news of him and some other people was lost, and there was also another demon clan young taboo and other demon clan powerhouses.
Liu Qingchen didn't expect to see Su Qinian at this time, and appeared in such a way, with just one punch, he shook back the emperor of the Manglong Clan, although it was a hasty fight, but at their level, in an instant, it was enough to lift more than eighty percent of the strength, but this was still invincible, and even the Manggu fist was shattered, which was a little unexpected.
It seems to be different!
Soon, Liu Qingchen noticed some changes, compared to the day of farewell, the juvenile owner had a bit more of a lonely and lonely temperament, not really lonely, but an invincible belief.
How can it be!
Even with the state of mind of this Heavenly Sword, he couldn't figure out for a while, how could such a huge change be made in a short period of time.
Manggu is like a great enemy, this emperor of the Manglong clan looked at Su Qiannian, he didn't know the origin of this young man, but he had a strange sense of familiarity, he was sure that he had never seen this person before, but how could it be......
Wait a minute!
Er, Mang Gu's heart was shocked, and he thought of a secret codex left by the ancestor of the clan, on which there were several portraits, four of which were the ancestors of the four Terran pioneers in the ancient dark years, the three saints of the human race and the Shushan Sword Immortal, the last one, and the one with the thickest pen and ink, was a knife, accompanied by chaos, illuminating the heavens, and under the long knife, was the figure of a teenager.
In an instant, the picture scroll and the figure on the rock in front of him overlapped layer by layer, perfectly overlapping.
"It's you!"
Mang Gu was horrified, whether it was that knife or that young man, it was the fundamental reason why his East China Sea Mang Dragon Clan had been silent for thousands of years and rarely born.
The first generation of ancestors, the ancestors of the Manglong who broke away from the alien beast race, a generation of demon emperors, it was precisely because of the knife wound that the Yuan Shen was traumatized, and finally failed to die, so he sat down in advance, and then later, there was a civil strife within his Manglong clan, which lasted for nearly a thousand years, and finally the clan strength was greatly reduced. (Ask for a monthly pass recommendation ticket, the starting point genuine subscription is the greatest support for the ten steps!Khan, there is something to do at night, and the second one must be early tomorrow.) (To be continued.) )