Chapter 1784

"Can't it, this kind of life and death also come to this move?" Behind him, long Wudang stares at the small flame. He has suffered a great loss from the cold smoke. He knows that the small flame is definitely not as simple as it looks. If anyone dares to look down on it, he will die miserably. But at this time, he didn't think Xiang qiuzhan would be fooled. Even feel that mu Hanyan in this battle of life and death also play this trick, is to seek death.

If Mu Hanyan knew what he thought, she would cry out that she was wronged. She didn't show the enemy the idea of paralyzing the opponent with weakness. She never did. She couldn't help it. God knows why every time she tried her best, she would start with a small flame, and then end with a flaming gorgeous ending. It seems that she is so treacherous and cunning.

Just at the moment when the small fire appeared, Xiang qiuzhan's huge ink sword suddenly bloomed a blue light, deep and vast, as if the door to the abyss of hell had been opened.

"Roar!" With a roar, the black figure flew out of it.

Dragon! The beautiful antlers, the beautiful posture, the sharp four claws, and the unbreakable scales all over the body are not one of the most powerful ancient beasts in the legend, the dragon!

However, unlike the dragon that ordinary people know, this black dragon has no sense of holiness, but is full of death, evil and cruelty.

The evil dragon roars and flies around the smoke. Just in the blink of an eye, the huge and slender black dragon shadow is like a piece of black fog, which keeps the smoke away.

All the people looked at the scene in horror, even Xiang qiuzhan's bandits were no exception.

Only at this time did they know why Xiang qiuzhan was able to escape from the encirclement and suppression of the five shrines, why so many priests died under his sword that the so-called Temple priests of the mainland could not even find his shadow.

Not because of his own strength, but because of his sword, more accurately, because of the magic dragon hidden in the sword.

"My Lord!" Anxiaxin and others finally recovered and exclaimed in unison.

Perhaps, the legendary beast dragon may not be the ultimate strength of the mainland, the magic dragon should be sealed in the huge sword, and it may not be as powerful as the legend, and the top priest with extraordinary strength may not have the qualification to compete with it, but no one thinks mu Hanyan will have such strength.

"Death, I want you to die, I want you to die, you can't live forever." Xiang Qiujian grins cruelly, and the huge sword cuts at mu Hanyan.

Although mu Hanyan had long guessed that his huge sword was by no means ordinary, she did not expect that there was an ancient magic dragon sealed in it. She had never even heard that there would be such a magic dragon in the world.

Outside the body, the evil dragon is circling, and the dark air is full of. Under the shackles of great power, mu Hanyan can't move. The long sword, which has been cut half, is still in the air, and can't move forward.

Only that small flame flew towards Xiang Qiu's huge sword.

But even a fool knows that such a small flame can't resist Xiang Qiujian's hatred sword. Let alone this flame, even if it turns into a huge fireball or a burning spear again, it can't resist it. What the sword contains is not the power of Xiang Qiujian, but the power of magic dragon.

"Cold smoke!" Ling Baobao's face is no longer calm. Her eyes are red. When she mentions the Dragon armour, she throws it at Xiang Qiuyi.

Anxiaxin and others are also like a dream. They rush to Mu Hanyan, wave the sword in their hands, and release their magic skills.

The magic dragon roared, and a black air came out of its body. It was like water ripples. The magic power of an Xiaxin and others dissolved it and disappeared in an instant. Ling Baobao was shocked to fly back with his Dragon Armor.

"My lord..." An Xia Xin at the foot of a soft, single knee kneel down on the ground, behind him, also Qi brush of kneel down a piece.

Ling Baobao stood there, cold all over, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Xiang Qiujian's sword is getting closer and closer to Mu Hanyan. It is filled with black air and turns into a ferocious dragon head. He opens his mouth as if to devour mu Hanyan.

And the weak flame, which seemed to be blown out by the strong wind, just flew into the mouth of the magic dragon.

Suddenly, the magic dragon's whole body was stiff, and Xiang Qiu's murderous sword was frozen in the air.

A shocking scene happened. A fire light appeared. The ferocious head of the magic dragon, like ice under the hot sun, melted and disappeared quickly. The body, which was covered with scales and seemed to be indestructible, also dissipated rapidly under the burning of a white flame.

It's like looking at a dragon lantern made of paper, which turns to ashes under the fire and then drifts away with the wind, leaving no trace.

Even Xiang Qiujian's long black sword was no exception. In the blink of an eye, it turned into nothingness.

"Well, how could it be..." Staring at the empty palm of his hand, Xiang qiuzhan was confused in his mind.

This is the last question in his life. For him, of course, it is also a question that will never be answered.Because at the next moment, the cold sky sword, which had lost its shackles, had been cut heavily on his chest, and a burning spear appeared at this time, passing through his chest and taking him into the air.

"Ah..." Xiang Qiujian finally let out a scream. He was in the middle of the sky and had been reduced to ashes by the bear's fireworks.

Everyone was stunned. He thought that mu Hanyan would die. Who knew that such a reversal would happen. The terrible magic dragon was so easily defeated by mu Hanyan that even Zhuge Qiu could not resist Xiang qiuzhan's sword, so he died under mu Hanyan's sword.

Even if all this happened in front of my eyes, some people couldn't help rubbing their eyes. Obviously, they couldn't believe what they saw.

"Kill The long sword of Mu Hanyan points and cheers coldly.

She is not a murderer, but she has seen the ferocity of the bandits with her own eyes, but she will never have any pity.

Xiang Qiujian's bandits are well-trained and far more terrible than blood wind bandits. If they are allowed to escape from Huayu City, once they are full of wings, they will be a disaster.

Mu Hanyan knows that if he wants to have stronger strength, he can't stay in Huayu city forever, so he is not willing to leave any hidden trouble for them.

It's a pity that the power of God's power is too much damaged, and the loss of the power of God's mind is particularly huge. The eight wasteland God's fall makes her exhausted, and she can't do it in a short time.

The cold voice resounded through the earth, and a group of priests and guards in the Huayu Temple woke up and attacked the bandits on the opposite side.

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