Chapter 210

"Damn it! Champion, we are at odds with you!"

Poison childe's face is bitter.

"Yangxu! You let us go and I'll help you kill the champion Hou!"

The silver haired man looked at the rising sun.

Yang Xu sneered:

"You used to quarrel to kill me, but now you can't kill me. Do you want me to let you go?"

"Yangxu! I was forced to choose. At that time, if I didn't kill you, I would die. I didn't mean it."

Yiyin!

A sword flashed.

The silver haired man was sealed with a sword.

"Well, sorry, I didn't mean to kill you."

Yang Xu shrugged.

Poop!

The sound of the silver haired man's body falling to the ground made the poison childe tremble.

He looked pale and his lips trembled at the rising sun.

Where is the arrogance and domineering at the beginning?

"Yang Xu, please let me go! My brother is also a swordsman. He is very powerful. I can recommend you to be his friend. You can compete with each other..."

"I'm not interested."

Yangxu shook his head indifferently.

"You... If you dare to kill me, my brother will not let you go! His swordsmanship is not below you!"

The poison childe's eyes twinkled and his body trembled like chaff.

He's really scared.

I never expected that Yangxu would have such a powerful strength.

He killed even the eternal circle!

Poison childe can't lift the courage to resist.

"Your brother won't let me go? Are you threatening me?"

"I... poop!"

A sword seals the throat.

The last light that poison childe saw was a sword.

"Yang Xu, what about the rest?"

"Kill! Leave none!"

one must be thorough in exterminating an evil!

cut the weeds and dig up the roots!

At this time, Yangxu killed all the enemies with overwhelming strength!

The tomb is full of blood.

On the stone platform where the treasures were displayed, the bright light curtain was soaked with blood.

"Open the coffin!"

Yangxu had already seen that there was a problem with the copper coffin.

Boom!

Yang Xu, Cha Xiaoshu, Mr. Peng and Princess White Fox pushed the copper coffin away together.

Whoosh!

A dragon shaped light rose into the sky.

When they looked inside the coffin, they were all stunned:

"This is..."

"Keel?"

"A dragon was buried in a copper coffin?"

"Is this a dragon tomb?"

Everyone took a breath.

The whole tomb fell into a dead silence.

And right now.

Brush and pull!

The keel in the copper coffin rises in splendor.

God has thousands of ways and thousands of ruicai.

A green dragon phantom appeared over the copper coffin.

It is a hundred feet long, and its huge body shines with dragon scales.

The awe inspiring dragon power made everyone gasp for breath.

"Huh?"

Qinglong and a pair of giant longans stared at Yangxu:

"Yin ang... Yin ang..."

The roar of the Dragon surprised everyone nearby:

"What is he talking about?"

"It should be dragon language. No one can understand it!"

Everyone looked confused.

Only Yang Xu raised his eyebrows slightly.

He understood the Dragon language.

Qinglong just asked:

"The person who opened the bronze coffin was not an alien? How is this possible? Is it because the number of days has changed?"

Brush!

The green dragon stared at the rising sun.

Suddenly a cold drink:

"Now that you're here, why don't you show up?"

Buzz!

The void flickered and fluctuated.

Brush!

The simple and old long sword turned into a figure of a sword repairman in black.

Yang Xu was surprised:

"White tiger? God King of military supervision?"

Black sword Xiu smiled:

"Why pretend to be so surprised? Didn't you guess it long ago?"

"Well..."

The surprise on Yang Xu's face immediately cleared away and joked:

"You have to pretend. At least you are also green dragon and white tiger!"

"Wow, the white tiger is so handsome! Why are you wearing black?"

The Lori sisters looked at the black sword repair curiously.

Black sword with black thread on his face:

"Did anyone tell you that white tigers can only wear white clothes?"

Yangxu couldn't help laughing.

A pair of green dragons stared at the black sword repair:

"You once said that you would never step into my dragon palace. Now you still come in."

Black sword Xiu sneered:

"What kind of dragon palace is this? It's just a tomb. Do you think I'm here to see you? I'm here for Yangxu!"

The green dragon is silent.

But Yangxu clearly saw a smile from his longan.

"Green dragon, white tiger... Is this a good friend? White tiger is obviously the proud one..."

The sun is full of imagination.

Sword Xiu in black suddenly glared at him:

"Do you believe I'll kill you?"

Almost everyone nearby was stunned.

One by one stared at Yangxu in amazement, looked at the black sword repair, and then looked at the green dragon.

Finally, his eyes returned to Yang Xu:

"Yang Xu, can he understand the Dragon language?"

"Is he talking to Qinglong?"

"This is one of the four spirits in the legend, green dragon! There is another spirit God, white tiger!"

"Yang Xu has friends with them!"

For a moment, people looked at Yang Xu as if they were looking at God.

"Come on, after dying so long, when are you going to reincarnate?"

Black sword asked.

Qinglong deep voice way:

"Chaos is coming, and chaos is coming. I have found the emperor and will be reincarnated immediately..."

"Hum, saint? Are you sure that the saint will be able to calm the troubled times? We follow so many saints, but don't we fall one after another and start again?"

Black sword repair impatient tunnel:

"In this life, I'm not going to serve the so-called saint!"

He glanced at the rising sun.

The green dragon's huge longan looks faint to Yangxu:

"Supervisor, this boy is not simple. You know, we are not the only ones involved in this chess game!"

Qinglong's eyes seem to be able to see into the depths of Yangxu's soul.

Yang Xu felt inexplicably cold.

"But he is the one who can enter your grave!"

The sword in black snorted coldly:

"Make a bet! Within ten years, I bet he can achieve some hegemony, which will be above your so-called saint!"

"You lost?"

"Hehe, lose? I've never lost my guard! If I lose, I'll still follow the emperor like ten thousand years ago. I'll listen to you! But if you lose..."

"If I lose, why not follow this son with you!"

"OK! It's a ten-year agreement! Give me something like that to Yangxu and you can go away!"

Black sword Xiu laughed.

Qinglong's huge longan turned his eyes hard:

"Not yet! This boy is so weird. Are you sure you want to give that thing to this boy?"

Black sword Xiu smiled faintly:

"I'm in charge of the army. Will you do anything forward-looking and backward? Since you value it, it's worth thousands of years! Give it to him!"

"Good! Yangxu! Since the supervisor likes you so much, I will give it to you..."

Qinglong didn't finish his words.

Was interrupted by Yang Xu:

"Hehe, give it to me? Who do you think you are? No one in the world is qualified to talk to me like this except my parents!"

He stared at Qinglong with a sneer:

"I don't want anything, and I don't want to get involved in your bad things. As for what you give, you have no right to say to me!"