Chapter 1867: White dragon

"Glyphs!"

The three two-and-a-half-step real kings suddenly formed a white array, which actually blocked the sword attack of the swordsman.

As for the three-product half-step true king, it is alone in the 诛 剑 sword array, plunging toward Ye Xuan.

"There are two brushes!"

Ye Xuan’s eyes slammed and quickly retreated.

These four people are now human forms, and Ye Xuan does not know who among them is a demon.

So, he is waiting!

"Calling!"

In the Xianjian sword array, four people approached Ye Xuan quickly.

After they got close, they turned into a Qi.

"Haha, the original three are the demon, this is cool!"

Ye Xuan’s eyes widened and he directly transformed Megatron.

The picture of the beast!

Repression!

"what?"

The three were shocked.

The three men all lost 60% of their combat power. As a result, their defense in the Jianxian sword array was instantly defeated.

"Puff puff!"

A sword is swaying through their bodies, and a white blood erupts from the body.

"Hey!"

These three white dragons were instantly smashed by the sacred swords, and then the several ancestors who were surrounded by them were killed.

In this way, only the three-and-a-half-step real king is left.

Fortunately, the three second-and-a-half-step kings all had time differences, and Ye Xuan had won more than 20 killings.

These killings were engraved and consumed by Ye Xuan, summoning three 弑仙傀儡.

A total of eight!

"Good boy, you should be the genius of Black Dragon, kill you, be a black dragon to teach a good seed!"

The three-product half-step real king said, but also fully attacked Ye Xuan, trying to erase it.

"Just kidding, you want to kill me too?"

Ye Xuan’s mouth is slightly tilted.

The 诛 剑 sword array is still going on, and there are still eight 弑 傀儡 傀儡 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

What's more, there are old trees and broken gods.

"The Nether is broken!"

"Stunning seventy-two sticks!"

"弑仙剑诀!"

"Inflame the black dragon wave!"

Under the attack of Ye Xuan and others, this three-product half-step real king can only retreat and quickly escape from the Jianxian sword array.

However, it was impossible to kill him during the duration of the Jianxianjian. Ye Xuan estimated that there was no play.

It seems that his realm is not enough, then I will talk about it next time!

"The master of the Blood Flame Hall is too afraid of dying. I have been helping them these days. They are indifferent?"

At this time, Ye Xuan’s heart was very uncomfortable. I didn’t expect the people in the hall to be so embarrassed.

But this is also excusable, because the White Dragon Temple is many times more powerful than the Blood Flame Hall. Once it rebels, then it will bear the catastrophe.

Therefore, if they dare not move, they can only look around in the distance.

"So, who is that person?"

"It’s terrible. How do I feel that he is only a six-and-a-half-step master, but he has the strength to kill two-and-a-half-step real kings. Where is this enchanting?"

"Is it a super genius that I trained in Black Dragon?"

The high-level people of Xueyantang thought in the same way.

At this point, Ye Xuan is already separated from the three-product half-step master, no longer fight.

The sacred swordsmanship, the duration has passed, so Ye Xuan is ready to leave.

However, when Ye Xuan was about to leave, there was a lot of strong breath in the distance, and at least it was half-step true king level.

The number has reached hundreds!

"who?"

Ye Xuan was shocked.

Hundreds and a half steps, the real king, where is this coming?

Is it Bailong Temple or Black Dragon?

After he gazed at it, he knew that this time he was a friend of the enemy, all of whom were Bailongdian.

"Not good, withdraw!"

Ye Xuan changed his face and was ready to leave.

You know, if so many people are surrounded, he will be miserable.

Available at this time.

"Hey, the host triggers a random mission, defeating Bai Longzi Yang Yun, and ensuring that the blood and flames are no more than 20%!"

A system prompt sounds and suddenly sounds.

Hearing this, Ye Xuan’s figure trembled.

What is the ghost of Bai Longzi Yang Yun?

However, he can be sure that this white dragon son Yang Yun should be among the masters of this group of white dragons.

"Call, this time I can use the time-lapse skills. In this case, I don't need to leave immediately..."

Ye Xuan was relieved.

Last time, random tasks did not allow time-lapse skills, but this time, so he is not in a hurry.

The three-product half-step real king seems to have received the voice of the person who has been staring at Ye Xuan and has not made any moves.

He and Ye Xuan quietly waited for the group of people to arrive.

Ye Xuan saw that the leader was a white-haired youth in white, and the realm was a three-and-a-half-step master.

As for him, there are several three-and-a-half-step real kings, as well as a large number of one-piece, two-product half-step real king.

This guy is not a small one!

"By killing me so many people, what is your name?"

The white-haired youth, looking at Ye Xuan said.

"Who are you?" Ye Xuan asked.

When the words came out, there was a three-and-a-half-step master who stood up and shouted: "Bold, even the white dragons don't know!"

White Dragon, what a ghost?

Ye Xuan brows a pick.

Seeing him like this, immediately the master of the blood flame hall gave him a voice: "White Dragon, the son of the White Dragon Hall, will be the genius of the White Dragon."

"White Dragon Saint..."

Although I don't know who told it, it doesn't matter. What's important is that Ye Xuan heard a familiar word.

On that day, the middle-aged man in white who chased him was a white dragon ambassador. Later he was chased and killed by the Black Dragon sacred. Now he does not know whether he is dead or alive. After all, the goal of the death slaying order is excessive, so the white dragon sage The death killing order disappeared.

Having said that, now that the random task requires Ye Xuan to defeat this white dragon, it is not an easy task to think about it.

Ye Xuan looked at the other person so quietly. The latter paused and said, "My identity has already told you, what about your name?"

"Ye Liangchen!"

Ye Xuan replied casually, anyway, it was just a name, nothing.

"Ye Liangchen?"

Bai Longzi’s eyes are a glimpse. He has never heard of this, but he can be sure that Ye Xuan’s qualifications are better than him, and he is much better.

If Ye Xuan is a black dragon teacher, then the Black Dragon Church let such a genius come out and mix it up?

Therefore, he thinks that Ye Xuan should not be a black dragon.

"Why are you killing me?" said Bai Yunzi Yang Yun.

"Then why are you blocking the **** hall?" Ye Xuan continued to ask.

Yang Yundao: "That is because Xueyantang suspected that Black Dragon teaches the rudder. I sent people around the blood-smooth hall to investigate this matter. If it is innocent, there will naturally be no casualties. If it is really a black dragon teaches the rudder, then I Just step on the **** hall!"