Chapter 412： Unbeatable Demon Dragon

"Interesting, then you better not let me down."

Cold blow blood saw him look fearless, and the dissatisfaction in his heart grew stronger.

On the surface, he was sneering, with an exaggerated arc at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were cold.

Before he started, he released a firework in front of Jiang Chen, and the dazzling fireworks were clearly visible during the day.

"Don't worry, I'm not asking someone to kill you." Leng Bengxue said.

"Really? I also look forward to be able to kill a few more people in the evil cloud palace." Jiang Chen looked at him with regret.

Leng Beng snorted bloodily, not arguing with him.

It didn't take long for people to appear around, all attracted by fireworks, thinking there were treasures here.

As a result, Jiang Chen and Leng Blowing blood were seen. After a moment of silence, they made a loud noise.

The Hall of Heroes and the Hall of Evil Clouds are deadly opponents. The disciples of the two sides meet, and they can kill each other without any reason.

"Are you looking for an audience for yourself?" Jiang Chen curiously.

"Otherwise? Only by killing you can you shut up those ignorant guys in Longyu."

Leng Bengxue's intention to kill was getting stronger and stronger, and a spirit sword appeared in his hand.

"I see. You are dissatisfied that others say that Liu Shayang's hidden strength is higher than you. You want to kill me to prove it?"

After Jiang Chen wanted to understand this, he shook his head helplessly and said, "You are really childish and make people laugh."

"Go to death!"

Leng Bengxue was so ridiculed and ridiculed that the sword was out of scabbard and galloped away.

"Well, sword art is much higher than Liu Shayang, who can only do negative moves."

Jiang Chen stood there indifferently, commenting like a master, as if the master was facing an apprentice.

"Nine Dragons!"

A cold-blooded blood roared, and the spirit sword exuded black and red color, condensing into a dragon.

"Yes, Jianfeng's Fengrui is soaring through its strong skills, and it covers a wide range, but its lethality is a little bit."

The dragon has arrived, and Jiang Chen still hasn't given a sword.

Attracted people are scratching their heads, let alone the cause of this unknown battle, and it's not bad to have a lively look.

However, Jiang Chen's performance was too arrogant.

He lost to others in the realm, and can only win by martial arts, but can be left to others to cover the sword, fall into a disadvantage, and find trouble for himself.

"Dead, die!"

No matter how much Leng Bengxue saw Jiang Chen, it was inevitable and there was no room left.

With all the skills released, the dragon's power multiplied several times, and Jiang Chen became a little black spot.

The magic dragon dived towards Jiang Chen, the mouth of the dragon opened, and each dragon's teeth were extremely sharp.

"Unfortunately, the heat is not enough."

Until then, Jiang Chen pulled out the Chixiao sword. For a moment, the sword rushed to Jiuxiao, and the mortal body was facing the demon dragon, and it had an imposing momentum.

"One sword, broken."

Jiang Chen did not use a sword trick, but only entered the Tianwu mood and used the power of Kendo.

Leng Bengxue immediately felt the unusualness in Jiang Chen's swordsmanship. When he was sure that he read correctly, his face changed greatly.

The dragon's body stopped a little, and after it was completely still, it began to collapse from the dragon's head.

In one second, the magic dragon turned into energy and dissipated in the world.

Cold blow blood spit out a large mouthful of blood, his face was like gold paper, and the sword in his hand fell weak.

"This is not a level at all."

The onlookers then understood why Jiang Chen was indifferent.

It is ridiculous that it is not difficult to see that all of this was provoked by cold blood, and ended up like this.

"It shouldn't be like this." Leng Bengxue said unwillingly.

"Liu Shayang and I fled into the desert not long after I tried, and after that, my swordsmanship improved. Now you know how stupid you are?" Jiang Chen sneered.

Cold blow blood clenched his teeth, unable to say a word.

Suddenly, Jiang Chen rushed to him and grabbed his shoulder to leave.

Fateful cold blow blood closed his eyes and waited for death, but Jiang Chen did not start to kill him.

When he was taken to no one, Jiang Chen said, "You have another chance to survive."

Cold-blooded eyes rolled around and said, "What do you want to know?"

"Hidden, is it opened by the people of your evil cloud hall?"

Leng Bengxue stunned, and laughed at himself: "Do you think I can know such a major event?"

"Who knows?" Jiang Chen asked calmly when he heard the clue.

Leng Bengxue realized that he had leaked a word, glanced at him, and said, "Su Xing, Su Xing knows."

Hearing that, Jiang Chen said nothing, and a sword pierced his palm and nailed it to the ground.

Leng Bengxue screamed and yelled.

"Don't be clever, because you make me laugh stupidly." Jiang Chen said.

Taking a cold breath of cold blood, he suddenly found that Jiang Chen was not the same as the disciples of other heroes' halls.

"Then what do you know about the main purpose of the Hall of Heroes? How much will I tell you about the secret?" Leng Bengxue asked.

Jiang Chen frowned. The Hall of Heroes just told his disciples to be careful of the enemy, help his teammates, and collect treasures.

However, there must be other explanations to Li Nanxing and other inherited disciples.

"The two of us haven't reached that level. You don't know, I don't know either."

"Since you don't know anything, what shall I do for you?"

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes and lifted the Chixiao sword, just to wave it down.

"Slow!"

Leng Bengxue was so scared that he kept retreating. Now he doesn't mention how much he regrets coming to Jiang Chen for trouble.

"Speak everything you know, don't challenge my patience." Jiang Chen said.

"Yes! The Secret Palace is intended to be opened by the Evil Cloud Temple, but this kind of thing is unspoken in the Evil Cloud Temple, and the high-level officials did not admit it." Leng Bengxue said.

"Without admitting that, why are you so determined?"

Leng Biaoxue skimmed his lips and said, "As you know, the Temple of Evil Clouds was created by the remnants of the royal family of the Dragon Dragon dynasty. Naturally, the secrets of the Dragon Dragon are only known to the royal family.

"Then we won't do it until then?"

"The Supreme Master cannot enter ~ www.novelhall.com ~ so the timing is immature. Until now, their strength in the Soviet Union has become the best in the world."

Cold blow blood this time is very simple, saying: "This time, we not only need to get the treasures, but also to wipe out your inheritance disciples in the Hall of Heroes. Of course, you are not counted as an inheritance disciple.

Hearing that no one was going to kill himself, Jiang Chen was inexplicable.

Jiang Chen said: "You have been wrong about the point. I don't care who kills anyone. What I want to know is where are the treasures in the secret."

"I know one place, but I won't tell you that the murderousness on your body is more terrible than those in the Temple of Evil Clouds."

Leng Bengxue stood up and said, "I'll take you there so I can rest assured."

Jiang Chen groaned for a while, knowing that he must be a ghost again.

"What are you waiting for? Lead the way." However, Jiang Chen had the confidence to play him dead.

After cold-blowing and bandaging the wound, he walked ahead without saying a word.