Taking Li Yanxin's threat to the safety of Nuwa stone as a loan, they changed their ways to ask for Nuwa stone from yehaoxuan. Therefore, the shamelessness of Longxiang really exceeded yehaoxuan's imagination.

"I only listen to the dragon scale, and I don't care about anything else." The Dragon Girl's face gradually stretched. She said faintly, "you still have one last chance now."

"I have a strange temper. That is, I don't like opportunities given me by others, because I always feel that opportunities are created by myself." Yehaoxuan grinned: "Dragon Girl, right? I can use my medical skills to pass on your dragon blood."

As soon as yehaoxuan's voice fell, the Dragon girl disappeared before his eyes. It was the disappearance of no sign of light. Yehaoxuan was shocked. In his mind, he couldn't feel the existence of the Dragon Girl at all, but he didn't know well. Just when he was on alert, a huge force came from one side.

Yehaoxuan punches quickly, but it's too late. A huge force lifts his body high, and then yehaoxuan falls heavily into the sand.

The sand was very soft. As soon as yehaoxuan fell into the sand, he quickly jumped out of the sand. The place he had just fallen into had formed a sand pit, which was quicksand.

"You are not here to rob things. You sincerely want to kill me." Yehaoxuan stared at the Dragon Girl and said coldly, "there is still a tacit understanding between you and me. Can't long Xiang wait now?"

"Sorry, I don't care about you and dragon scale. I only know what I want to do." When the dragon lady's right hand was stretched out, she saw a short stick in her hand. The stick was made of purple and gold, showing a dazzling color under the sun.

In particular, the white hair of the staff holder makes people feel mysterious.

"Oh, what is this? The sea god needle?" Yehaoxuan was surprised to see the iron bar in the Dragon woman's hand. A few words suddenly popped out of his mind.

Because he didn't think it was an ordinary iron stick, he thought it must have a long history, because from the stick, yehaoxuan felt a sense of ancient times.

"It's not as good as the sea god needle, but at least it's an artifact inherited from ancient times. It's much more powerful than your Shura." The Dragon girl was very confident. When the stick in her hand turned, a huge breath came to yehaoxuan.

She is trying to give yehaoxuan a blow, because the stick in her hand is an artifact, and the Taichang in yehaoxuan's hand was formerly Shura, which is a fierce soldier, but also a spiritual soul.

Most weapons, contaminated with the user's breath, will gradually become spiritual. They are for the spirit of the weapon. These spirits are also one thing down. Generally speaking, the stick like the Dragon woman's hand can be regarded as an old qualification in the ancient times.

Its origin is much stronger than that of Taichang's predecessor, Shura. Therefore, Taichang should be afraid of it. The dragon lady scared off yehaoxuan's Taichang as soon as she came up. Her purpose is to give yehaoxuan a blow.

But what she didn't expect was that too often in ye haoxuan's hands not only didn't shrink back, but aroused too often ferocity. With the breath of the iron bar coming face to face, too often made a buzzing sound, instantly the blue brilliance was in full bloom, and then a girl's figure was condensed.

This is Jianling. Every time she appears, her body becomes stronger. Last time, her five senses were clear, but this time, she already has an expression.

A tight little face looked angry. She was like a sharp sword out of its sheath. She fought against the breath of the stick. At the moment she appeared, the breath on the opponent's stick stagnated, and then it didn't seem as strong as it was when she first appeared.

The ancient desolate smell gradually disappeared. It could be seen that the stick in the Dragon woman's hand was frightened and stupid by the too common sword spirit.

The dragon lady looked at the sword spirit floating in the air. She was shocked. She blurted out: "it's actually a sword spirit. It's not a spirit made by a forger, but a sword spirit born from heaven and earth?"

"Yes, it's Jianling." Yehaoxuan looks at the sword spirit in the air. She turns around yehaoxuan slowly, as if defending the dignity of her master.

The sword is the ancestor of thousands of soldiers, and the spirit of the sword is the soul of the sword. A sword that has been condensed into the spirit of the sword is invincible. Ye haoxuan's spirit of the sword has just been condensed. Although it is still very weak, it is like a baby in infancy, but the war spirit she sends out is unexpected.

"The sword spirit, even among the dragon people, can only be a legend." The dragon lady looked at ye haoxuan with a complicated look and said, "you have coagulated a sword spirit."

You know, a sword can condense the spirit of the sword, which can be encountered but not sought. How much merit ye haoxuan has in order to condense the soul of Taichang.

"Why is there so much nonsense?" Yehaoxuan smiled. He slowly lifted the sword in his hand and pointed to the Dragon Girl. He said faintly: "my sword spirit needs fighting to nourish it. I think the dragon blood will make her grow up quickly."

"I can't beat you." The Dragon girl looked at the awe inspiring sword spirit, and she answered truthfully.

"Then don't fight?" Yehaoxuan felt that she was definitely not a person afraid of fighting.

"No, it's still a taxi." The Dragon girl smiled, and the stick in her hand pointed forward: "after the dragon clan, they will never retreat, even in the face of enemies hundreds and thousands of times stronger than themselves."

"OK, have backbone." When yehaoxuan nodded, he sneered, "then come."

The Dragon woman took a deep breath. Suddenly, she disappeared in front of Ye haoxuan. The next second, she appeared in front of Ye haoxuan. Then she lifted her stick and waved it to ye haoxuan.

Li Yu, who was watching the battle between the two sides, did not take action. He was not good at fighting, and he also knew his own name. He could not mix this level of fighting.

He watched the battle in an honest way. In his opinion, the stick of the Dragon girl was ordinary and did not cause any waves. It was like a young girl's inability to swing a stick.

But after this stick was wielded, there was a change at the moment when ye haoxuan was close to his body.

The situation suddenly changed, and ye haoxuan in the battle could only use these four words to describe it. He obviously felt the breath contained in this staff. That feeling was like an ancient fierce beast waving at him.

Yehaoxuan's right foot deviated to one side, and his body suddenly changed direction. That stick also touched his body. This stick was so avoided by him. Then he waved a sword with his right hand, and the spirit of the sword that always floated around stretched out a finger. In an instant, the sword Qi solidified, and several swords cut across the Dragon woman.