Chapter 1370

The big dragon flew back angrily, raised its claws, and grabbed the saint directly.

"Bastard, do you dare to bully me?"

The saint was also angry, and immediately opened the vision, pulled out his long sword, and slashed towards the big jiao.

boom!

The long sword slashed on the Jiaojiao, making a loud noise.

The power of the sword collapsed, the strength of the claws collapsed, and one person and one dragon were all blown away.

"Brother, come on, kill that evil dragon, and then kill that kid to avenge me!"

High above the sky, the fleeing Yuanshen saw that reinforcements were coming, so he didn't run away, but stayed to watch the battle.

He hated Lu Chen for beheading his body, and he had to see Lu Chen die at the hands of his accomplice with his own eyes before he could relieve his hatred.

Lu Chen's low level and strong combat power shocked him.

However, he felt that losing to Lu Chen was due to his underestimation of the enemy, not because Lu Chen had the power to kill him.

Lu Chen had only half-stepped to the God Realm, and his cultivation base was pitifully low. He could kill Lu Chen easily, so how could he take Lu Chen seriously?

Therefore, when he attacked Lu Chen, the vision hadn't been opened, the combat skills hadn't been used yet, and he didn't use any power at all, he just shot casually.

It's just that he never expected that the power of Lu Chen's knife was so terrifying that it directly chopped off his body.

Now that he has an accomplice standing up for him, he is much calmer, and there is no need to run away immediately.

Although the big dragon is an eleventh-level monster, it is only a low-evolution level. Its aura is not very strong. It is estimated that it has just been promoted. Its rank may not be stabilized and its strength is not strong. It is probably not the opponent of his accomplices. .

"Brother, you can watch with peace of mind. After I kill this evil dragon, I will tear that kid to pieces and skin to avenge you!"

The saint gritted his teeth, waved his long sword, and rushed towards the Qinglin Jiao, "Evil Jiao, if you want to survive, don't help that kid, leave quickly, otherwise you will be buried here with that kid, and you will die here even if you become a dragon!" There's no chance."

"Dead man, do you think that I dare to bully me not long after I was promoted to the eleventh rank?"

Da Jiao also had an angry expression on his face, and with a movement of his body, he also rushed towards the opponent, "Jiao Nailong's prelude, among the same rank, no one can match Jiao! You are only a saint of strength and strength. If you can beat Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu If you want to evolve, I just dig a hole and bury it!"

boom!

The sage clashed with the big jiao, the sword collided with the claws, and there was another loud noise that shook the sky.

Humans and dragons are equal in strength, and neither can take advantage of the other!

The saint and the Qinglin Jiao flew into the air again, rushed together again in an instant, and continued to fight each other.

All of a sudden, the fight between man and Jiao was so enjoyable that it was impossible to tell the winner.

Although the big flood dragon had evolved to the eleventh level not long ago, its strength shocked the saint!

The more the saint fought, the more frightened he became. Fortunately, the rank of this evil dragon has not yet stabilized, so he has the power to fight.

If Ejiao's rank has stabilized and his strength has become stronger, I'm afraid he won't be able to last ten rounds.

One person, one flood, you come and go, the battle speed is extremely fast!

In the blink of an eye, the two sides went through hundreds of tricks, but they still couldn't see the outcome, and they were still evenly divided.

"Okay, let's fight till dawn!"

The sage got angry and immediately made up his mind that no matter how long the fight lasts, the winner must be decided, anyway, it's either Jiao's death or his death.

"Okay, let's fight to the end!"

When Dajiao's eyeballs rolled, an evil light flashed unexpectedly, although it was fleeting, it did not escape the other party's attention.

"No matter what tricks you play, in front of your strength, you don't want to trick me!"

The saint sneered, swung his sword again, and slashed at the big jiao.

Normally speaking, the big jiao must use its claws to block the sword's edge, and then fight back.

However, the big jiao was uncharacteristically, no longer stretched out its claws, and did not block his attack, but jumped up suddenly.

Da Jiao instantly pulled himself up to a higher sky, narrowly dodging his attack.

"Evil Jiao, don't even think about leaving!"

He slashed through the sky with a sword, feeling a little puzzled in his heart, immediately looked up to the sky, thinking that the big jiao was about to run away and was about to catch up.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp force coming towards him, and he couldn't help being taken aback.

I saw, a knife shadow flashed out, like lightning, slashed towards him.

"Zhantian, the fourth knife!"

"That kid... pissed me off!"

Immediately, his complexion changed drastically, and he didn't care about chasing the big jiao anymore, saving his life was the most important thing.

In a hurry, he didn't even have time to use his combat skills, so he hurriedly raised his sword to block.

boom!

The edge of the blade slashed fiercely on the edge of the sword, and there was a loud explosion, which shocked the sky.

The long knife slashed down against the strength of the sword, chopped the long sword, and continued to slash!

The saint fought in a hurry, his combat skills were not yet displayed, his sword power was not strong, not much stronger than Zhan Tian's fourth sword.

In the case of similar strength, the difference in the level and quality of weapons plays a decisive role.

The resources of the Spirit Valley are scarce, and there are few high-level weaponsmiths in the Spirit Race, and the weapons of the Spirit Race are not high in quality.

Even the long sword of this saint is nothing more than a high-grade ancestral artifact, an ancestral sword.

And Lu Chen's long sword is a high-grade king weapon, two grades higher than the opponent's ancestor sword, and the quality is many times higher than the ancestor sword.

Without the support of absolute strength, the Zu Jian was in front of the Wang Dao, like tofu dregs, instantly shattered!

"King Device!"

The saint finally found out that the long knife in Lu Chen's hand was a very high-level royal weapon, and he was shocked on the spot.

At this time, he finally understood why the big flood eyes are so evil?

The big jiao attracted his attention, and he was cooperating with that kid to bully him!

And that kid...

After beheading his accomplice's physical body, his aura has weakened and he has entered a weak state.

He could see that after Lu Chen used his combat skills, his energy was emptied, and he could only be slaughtered!

That's why he unscrupulously fought against the big jiao, and he didn't guard against the weak Lu Chen at all.

How could a weak low-level warrior be his threat?

Even if it is, then you have to replenish the energy in your body to be able to threaten him, right?

Normally speaking, if you want to replenish the exhausted energy, you can't do it in a short time!

But how could he have thought that this kid did it, and it only took less than a hundred breaths.

If he had known about that kid's method of recovery, he wouldn't have dared to concentrate on fighting the big jiao, wouldn't he?

puff!

The blade slashed down, making a deep cut on his chest, and blood gushed out.

"The sword is very powerful, if I don't have the ancestral sword to block it, I will be chopped off by you!"

The saint yelled, and flew out violently, avoiding the range of Lu Chen's blade.

"I'll go, this will not kill you, you are really lucky!"

Lu Chen sighed, lifted the long knife, activated the light step, and chased after the victory.