C10 Dragon Slaying Art

"Fight!"

The middle-aged man shouted loudly.

The huge dragon narrowed its eyes and said coldly: "Stubborn, today is the day you vanish into thin air!"

The giant dragon's coiled body suddenly stretched out, and its muscular body was as indestructible as a Great Wall in the air.

Boundless Power of Hope from all over the world continuously surged into the dragon's body, reinforcing it time and time again, causing its already powerful body to have an apocalyptic might at this moment.

The middle-aged man suddenly glanced at Chu Zhao and muttered, "What flows in your body is my bloodline. Heaven Reaching Path and Heaven Stepping Tavern are not the end. "

He looked at the huge dragon that was diving towards him and held the iron rod with both hands. The iron rod kept shaking. All the lightning in the dark clouds were attracted by the iron rod and kept pouring into it.

The middle-aged man was still talking. "Your father is trapped in the Land of Sunrise in the east. You need to find him, but before that, you need to become stronger, stronger than me. "

At this time, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. Chu Zhao did not hear anything, but he suddenly felt like he was about to lose the most important person, the person connected to his bloodline.

It was only at this moment that he realized that the feeling of being connected to his bloodline when he held the iron rod was not the resonance with the iron rod, but the person who lived inside the iron rod, the person who was the most important to him. But he was about to die.

"Xiu. . . Alright. . . "

He struggled to spit out two words from his throat. At this moment, he desperately wanted to become stronger. This feeling was so strong, but it was also so powerless.

"Swish! Swish! ～～”

That was the sound of iron chains dragging on the ground. More accurately, it was the sound of shackles dragging on the ground.

What entered his eyes was the white hair that kept fluttering in the air. It was that old man, the old man whose white hair covered the entire building.

But he was actually a prisoner!

The old man looked at the sky in a daze from the dark cave entrance, then knelt down with utmost sincerity.

"My King, this official will definitely fulfill your last wish, allowing freedom and peace to spread to the world. "

"May my king rest in peace!"

The old man was kowtowing to the middle-aged man's divine soul, praying like a believer.

Chu Zhao turned his head with great difficulty, opening and closing his mouth. No one knew what he was saying.

The old man looked at Chu Zhao somewhat unhappily, as if he found it inconceivable. He asked in surprise, "You want me to help my king?"

Chu Zhao blinked his eyes, his eyes full of expectation. He hoped that this powerful old man could help that person. He knew how powerful this old man was. He was a powerful man who could draw the outline of a world with just a painting.

The old man laughed maniacally. His hollow and sorrowful laughter echoed in the shaky Heaven Stepping Tavern .

Then he became angry and showed a fierce expression. He pointed at Chu Zhao and gritted his teeth. "It's you!"

Chu Zhao only saw a shadow flash before his neck was grabbed by someone and lifted into the air. The strong suffocation almost made him faint.

"It's you!" The strength in the old man's hand became heavier and heavier, and Chu Zhao's breathing became weaker and weaker.

"It was you who killed my king!"

"It was you who killed my king!"

"You caused the death of my king!"

Chu Zhao's consciousness became weaker and weaker, and the angry questions echoed in his mind. "It's you! It's you! It's you!"

The sky was covered by dark clouds, so it was very dark.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the figure that was continuously fighting against the huge dragon. He felt somewhat lonely and helpless.

"Then let me pay with my life!" Chu Zhao said in his heart. He no longer had any consciousness.

The old man's eyes were full of ferociousness, even more terrifying than those man-eating beasts. The veins on his right hand that was holding Chu Zhao were exposed, but he was also trembling.

"But. . . Why are you here?!"

The old man's trembling hand loosened, and Chu Zhao fell to the ground like a corpse, motionless.

The old man pointed at Chu Zhao with tears flowing down his face.

"Why is it you? Why are you here?"

The tears were like a flood breaking through a dam, causing the entire floor to be filled with water.

The tears mixed with the dust that filled the sky, dyeing the originally fair white hair that was dragged on the ground dirty and messy.

The old man raised his tearful eyes and looked at the Sovereign King for one last time.

He carried Chu Zhao on his shoulder, then walked step by step towards the side of the building.

"Hualala ~ ～～”

The friction between the shackles and the ground was cold and monotonous. It was completely incomparable to the sounds of intense collisions in the sky.

Compared to the massive dragon body that extended for thousands of feet, the middle-aged man's body could be said to be like grains of sand. However, the power contained within this tiny body was even greater than that of the giant dragon.

Every time they collided, the black metal rod would pierce through a few dragon scales.

The dragon scales fell off, and dragon blood sprayed everywhere. The giant dragon roared again and again, but it was still firmly suppressed by the middle-aged man.

The huge dragon looked fearfully at the iron rod in the middle-aged man's hand. That was the Heavenly Thunder Guide, a divine weapon that was specially forged to restrain him.

The lightning all over his body became the source of the Heavenly Lightning Attraction's power. The Cloud Battlefield that originally belonged to him also made that person like a fish in water.

If it wasn't for the endless power of wish in this world supporting him, he would probably have been defeated a long time ago.

"That weapon, I have to obtain it myself!"

The giant dragon suddenly raised its head. The cracked scale between its eyebrows suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

The golden light that even the black clouds could not cover, everyone in the world lost their sight and became blind.

"Wow ~ ~"

A loud and clear voice rang out from the horizon, and then a light that was even more dazzling than the dragon scales began to shine.

The middle-aged man stared at the ball of light flying over from the horizon, and his fighting spirit became more and more violent.

"Wow ~ ~"

Within the ball of light was a bird that was completely golden in color. That terrifying light that carried an incomparable aura of destruction was emitted from this bird's body.

This was not something it could release, it was its innate talent.

It was the Golden Crow, and it was the sun.

The source of all life.

When the sun descended upon the Heaven Stepping Tavern , it became clear.

All the dark clouds dissipated in the blink of an eye, as if they had never existed before.

The Golden Crow hung in the sky above the Heaven Stepping Tavern and spat out a mouthful of golden gas at the huge dragon.

"Roar!!!"

The golden gas was like a fine jade liquid, dissipating all the wounds on the giant dragon's body.

The giant dragon's body suddenly expanded, becoming even larger, looking down at the world like the ruler of all life.

He said indifferently, "Gods are invincible! All those who oppose gods can only die!"

Without the dark clouds and lightning, the iron rod seemed to have lost its spirituality and turned into a truly ordinary black iron rod.

The middle-aged man let out a disdainful laugh. He held the iron rod in his hand like he was holding a knife.

When the colossal dragon saw the middle-aged man make such a comical move, it couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He pointed a claw at the middle-aged man and said, "You have no more moves? Then. . . Die! "

"Dong!"

The iron rod seemed to shake.

"Dong! Dong!"

It was a sound that sounded like a heartbeat.

The colossal dragon looked at the iron rod, and his laughter came to an abrupt halt. At this moment, he could clearly sense the aura of death.

Panic and panic filled his heart. He used his claws to tear open the void, and his dragon tail smashed towards the middle-aged man from the void.

He wanted to kill that person before the iron rod transformed, so he had to be the fastest, and nothing could be faster than tearing open the void.

The giant dragon swung its tail, and its huge dragon tail whistled through the void.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

The iron rod seemed to be compressed by an irresistible force, compressed, flattened, and compressed.

It turned into a saber, a sharp Dragon Slaying Saber.

The middle-aged man held the saber tightly. His eyes showed an indomitable will, with a will to die.

He shouted loudly, "Dragon Slaying Art!"

The tip of the saber was aimed directly at the dragon's tail, which was wrapped in the might of heaven and earth.

The chopping board was like fish on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered.

When killing fish, the scales should be removed first.

Starting from the tail of the dragon, it passed through the void and reached the neck of the dragon. Half of the dragon's scales were removed by this terrifying blade. Dragon blood danced in the air like a beautiful rain of flowers.

Roars, groans, and howls.

At this moment, the giant dragon was like a fish waiting to be slaughtered, only able to continuously struggle.

The giant dragon's eyes were no longer as indifferent as before. They were high and mighty, and there was only endless fear in them. That blade, that person, had broken the line of defense in his heart inch by inch.

He wanted to escape!

The dragon's body suddenly shrank. It was a hundred zhang, a hundred zhang, a hundred zhang. . . Ten feet, a foot, an inch, a centimeter. . . He turned into a speck of dust and hid in the air.

The middle-aged man dragged his saber and walked through the void step by step. His steps stepped on the void, but the clear sound of footsteps could be heard.

There seemed to be an invisible path underneath his feet. It was an invisible Heaven Reaching Path. This path seemed to lead him to the real heaven.

When he arrived at a certain place, he gently drew the iron blade in his hand. A heart-wrenching roar was heard. The giant dragon's body appeared. There was no longer a piece of scale on its body. It looked incomparably miserable.

"I'll grant you death!" The middle-aged man slashed out with the iron saber in his hand, striking a spot seven inches away from the colossal dragon. The colossal dragon howled as it fell from the sky. It was unknown where it had fallen.

The middle-aged man continued to ascend step by step. He wanted to ascend to the heavens. He wanted to go higher and take a look.

"You're not bad. "

A voice came from behind the Golden Crow. It was different from the indifferent voice of the giant dragon. That voice was very friendly and full of praise for the middle-aged man.

That was naturally not the Golden Crow's voice. Behind the dazzling ball of light, there was a carriage. The rope on the carriage was wrapped around the Golden Crow's neck.

This person was actually pulling the carriage with the Golden Crow.

Only at this moment did the middle-aged man discover the person behind the Golden Crow.

It was a young man with three eyes.

"Even I don't know how high the sky is, how can you reach the end!"

The middle-aged man looked at the young man and asked, "Are you the sky?"

The young man laughed lightly and said, "The sky will always be above our heads!"

He stood up from the carriage and looked down at the entire world. He revealed a proud smile and said, "However, I am the master of the world, the master of heaven. "

The middle-aged man was a bit lonely, he was very sad. The originally high fighting spirit disappeared without a trace at this moment. He was a bit lonely, his figure suddenly became hunched.

"So, even someone as powerful as you is only a pitiful worm. "