Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

Is this the strength of the Jiaolong King? It is as strong as Yan Long, but it is just a face, and it has already been knocked away. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have believed that there was a person who could defeat a king so easily.

"How is it?" Bo Zhong immediately flew to Yan Long's side.

Yan Long is one of the few combat forces on the Qingcheng faction's side now, if something happens to him, then the Qingcheng faction will be really dangerous.

"Very strong, very strong. Yan Long wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said to Bo Zhong.

This is his evaluation of the Dragon King, even now, he has lingering palpitations just now. The strength of the Dragon King is not only reflected in the **, but his own strength has also faintly reached the peak of the king. It was precisely because of this that Yan Long was blown away in a single photo.

"The three of us are against him, and I'm afraid the winning rate will not exceed 30%. After pondering for a long time, Yan Long spoke.

Hearing this, Bo Zhong and the others were silent.

The three kings joined forces, and the winning rate was less than 30%. The Jiaolong King has a strength comparable to the many kings behind him, and it seems that this soft persimmon is pinched wrong.

Jiaolong, this species that has been punished by the heavens is really powerful, but it is just a dragon king, so the three kings are helpless.

"Master. Bo Zhong looked at the old master. Although Xiao Qian has the strength of the Xuanling realm and has also shown his talent, he has not grown up after all. Until then, he must not be allowed to make any mistakes.

Now, the old boss is the strongest person in the Qingcheng faction. In this matter, it is better for the old boss to come forward and make an idea.

The old boss frowned, sighed lightly, and said: "The people behind will not let us leave, and the odds of winning are better than nothing, let's fight." ”

The words fell, and the old master took the lead in rushing towards the Jiaolong King.

Seeing this scene, whether it was Bo Zhong or Yun Meng and the others, they were all worried. Although the old head has the strength of a king, he is already old after all, and now, I am afraid that it is difficult to exert more than seventy percent of his strength, and it is precisely because of this that they do not confront those kings head-on.

However, how weak can this Jiaolong King be?

"Fight!" Bo Zhong roared angrily, the Qingcheng faction has never been a bad seed.

Senior brother Xiao Jing was able to sacrifice his life for the Qingcheng faction, the master was old and frail, and he was still fighting against the Dragon King, how could he survive in secret?

Bo Zhong turned into a streamer and rushed towards the Jiaolong King, fighting side by side with the old master.

Although Yan Long was repelled by the Jiaolong King, he himself was not seriously injured. At this time, he took a little recuperation and quickly joined the battle group.

"Kill!" Xiao Qian roared angrily, and a stream of sword light flowed around his fingertips, and he was about to rush towards the Jiaolong King.

But at this moment, Yun Meng appeared in front of Xiao Qian.

Seeing that Yun Mengjiao's face was full of sadness, she shook her head at Xiao Qian, and said, "You are still too weak to participate in the battle." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Qian's face showed a trace of anger. Shi Gong and Uncle Shi were fighting, even Yan Long, an outsider, was fighting, but Yun Meng told him that his strength was not enough, how could he not be angry?

"Don't try to argue with it, you still have a lot of room to grow, and one day, you will surpass your father's. However, if you are reckless today, your father, your master, the Qingcheng faction that they have fought for all their lives, may be destroyed in your hands. Yun Meng's tone was very heavy, many kings were behind, the king of the dragon was in front, and the three of them were really difficult to turn the tide.

Yunmeng's white clothes fluttered, like a fairy who had fallen into the world, and a long rainbow swirled with her, rushing towards the Dragon King and joining the battle group.

Looking at the four people fighting not far away, Xiao Gan's face was full of complexity.

strength, he finally knew what he should fight for. If he had great strength, he would not be in such a situation today. If he has the strength of his father, what can he do even if he is a king? What can he do even if he is a king-level mysterious beast? He can also punish the king and take the king pill!

"Roar!"

The four of them fought together, and for a while, the dragon roared in the field, and the powerful power kept leaking out from the battlefield, making several other kings watching the battle frightened.

Fortunately, the four of them rushed to the front, otherwise, it would definitely take a lot of effort to clean up this Jiaolong King.

"Kill!" Looking at the following again, many Qingcheng Sect disciples were fighting Jiaolong. Although they suffered heavy casualties, the temptation of the elixir drove them to rush forward without stopping.

Man dies for money, and birds die for food. The elixir is the wealth of people and the food of birds. Even the old boss and the boss are fighting, so why shouldn't they fight?

"The pain attached to my Qingcheng faction, I will return it to you as it is. Xiao Qian clenched his fists and said in a voice that only he could hear.

"Poof!" At this moment, I saw Bo Zhong spitting blood from his mouth and being blasted out of the battle group. Blood stained his clothes red, even though he was a powerhouse of the Xuanling Nine Heavens, he still looked a little unsightly among the battle groups of several kings.

Xiao Qian immediately flew over and caught him.

"Qian'er, you have to remember. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. When you have the same strength as your father, how many of the people present are your opponents?" As he spoke, Bo Zhong pointed to the strongest king, "Back then, he didn't even dare to breathe in front of your father, but now he has come to our Qingcheng to send a wilderness, you have to remember that one day, you will reach your father's level, understand?"

Xiao Qian nodded, looking at the strongest king, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the old master and Yun Meng were fighting with the Jiaolong King, and the sneers appeared on the faces of the group of kings. came to snatch the spiritual treasure, naturally for his own strength. However, now that the Qingcheng faction has such a big piece of fat in front of them, why let it go.

"Since the Qingcheng faction is in trouble, we naturally want to help. At this moment, the king sneered and took the lead in rushing towards the Qingcheng Sect's scripture building.

Seeing this scene, Bo Zhong's face changed.

Although the Qingcheng faction does not have a few kings, it has a genuine Heavenly Gong Treasure Book in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion. When Xiao Jing was there, no one dared to come here to be presumptuous. Now, the old Zhang's gate is entangled, and Xiao Jing is dead again, it seems that the Qingcheng faction's scripture pavilion will also be lost.

"Poof. ”

A soft sound came, and the old man was bombarded and flew out.

Blood stained the hem of his clothes, apparently from the previous battle with the Dragon King of Heljiao. Seeing this scene, Bo Zhong became even more anxious.

The old boss was seriously injured, and the pillars of the Qingcheng faction fell.

In this way, I am afraid that these kings will be even more unscrupulous.

"Is it true that God wants to kill my Qingcheng faction?" Bo Zhong sighed, at this time, he only hated that he had no strength, if he had the same strength as Senior Brother Xiao Jing to kill the king, then who else would dare to come to the Qingcheng faction to be presumptuous.

On the other hand, Xiao Qian did not have the slightest anxiety at this time.

"Sword Spirit, I ask you, when exactly will I be able to use the Ancient Sword. Xiao Qian said to the sword spirit in his heart, although he was not in a hurry on his face, but his heart was more anxious than anyone else. The Qingcheng faction is his home, the place for which his father fought for his life, and he will never allow anyone to destroy it.

The sword spirit was silent for a long time before he said faintly: "It's not that I can't let you use it, if you have to use it, I can let you use my power now." However, once this happens, I will inevitably fall into a deep sleep again, and at the same time, you will also fall into a serious injury. ”

"Bullshit!" Xiao Qian scolded angrily and said, "Lao Tzu is dying now, after they destroy the Qingcheng faction, will they let me go? If you don't want to lose your master so quickly, lend me the power." ”

Seeing that Xiao Qian was angry, the sword spirit was silent for a long time.

As Xiao Qian said, if he dies, then everything is empty talk. No matter how serious the injury is, it is not as important as life.

"Okay, I'll lend you the power, but ......"

Before the sword spirit could finish speaking, he heard an earth-shattering roar. The Jiaolong King went straight towards Yun Meng to kill, although Yun Meng was strong, but she was just one person after all. If she really faced the Dragon King, with her strength, it would be completely inadequate.

"Roar. A rather strange roar came from the top of the iceberg. Hearing this voice, both Yunmeng and the Jiaolong King who had been culled were all stunned.

At this time, I saw a huge claw stretching out from the top of the cold iceberg.

After seeing this claw, Sword Spirit's mood immediately became very excited, and he hurriedly said to Xiao Qian: "Go quickly, come to the square at the peak of the Cold Iceberg." ”

Xiao Qian was confused for a while, since he met the sword spirit, he had never seen the sword spirit so excited. Nengran Sword Spirit was so excited, what was the origin of this claw.

"What's that?" Xiao Qian asked.

However, at this time, the sword spirit was excited, and he didn't care to explain to him: "Don't ask, you just have to believe that I won't harm my master." ”

Xiao Qian nodded, since he chose to believe in the sword spirit, he should believe it unreservedly.

Immediately, he put down his son, walked past the people, and walked towards the top of the mountain.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. Naturally, they could feel the terrifying power contained in that claw, and no one dared to step forward. But now, a cultivator who had just stepped into the realm of Xuanling would actually step on the top of the iceberg alone, which was tantamount to a fantasy.

"Qian'er, come back quickly, it's dangerous. The old boss was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Xiao Qian wanted to go back, but he knew very well that the future of the Qingcheng faction was on him. It was about the survival of the sect and the life of his master and uncle, and he had to fight for it.

Bo Zhong even wanted to rush up to stop Xiao Qian, but he was seriously injured and his movement was still inconvenient, so how could he catch up with Xiao Qian.

At this moment, Xiao Qian had already come to the halfway point of the mountain. The ice of the cold ice is not too high, and if he flies with all his might, it will be a few blinks of an eye.

However, feeling the terrifying pressure from the huge claws, he really didn't dare to fly too fast.

If it weren't for the sword spirit urging all the time, I'm afraid he would have stopped moving forward a long time ago.

How strong is the owner of this claw, he doesn't know how many times stronger than the dragon king.

The sword spirit became more and more excited, if it weren't for the several kings around him, I'm afraid he would have rushed out of Xiao Gan's body a long time ago.

"After 10,000 years, I didn't expect that we would meet again. Sword Spirit's voice was full of exclamation, "Ying Long, do you still have the glory of the past?"

Hearing this, Xiao Qian was shocked, the mythical Ying Long was actually in the cold iceberg!