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He leaned his body backwards and waved his right hand in a circle. The long sword moved up from the bottom and slashed out an earth-shaking sword aura that could sob ghosts and gods.

"Separated by one sword strike!"

Li Dao opened his mouth and looked up.

The sword aura was like a rainbow piercing through the sun. It was also like a beam of light that shot straight into a raging bull, locking onto the divine dragon's enormous body.

It entered through his waist, tore through his flesh, and then shot out from his back, heading straight for the hole above his head.

This sword attack was powerful enough to split mountains and rivers. The entire mountain began to shake as the sword qi broke through the cavern and a ray of sunlight shone onto Li Dao's thin face.

"Ang!"

The divine dragon howled in grief. A rain of blood sprinkled down onto the pool, dyeing the water red.

The water was boiling and boiling. However, Li Dao had been focusing all his attention on the divine dragon, so much that he had forgotten about the nearby pool.

A terrifying bloody hole ran through the dragon's abdomen all the way to its back. One could see its rectum that had been broken by the sword qi.

Sunlight scattered down from the top of the cave. In the face of the threat of death, the divine dragon finally regained some of its rationality, and it mustered its strength to fly towards the top of the cave.

With a thunderous boom, the divine dragon smashed the mountain rocks and flew into the sky from the hole that Li Dao had created with his sword.

Li Dao laughed coldly. At this point, how could he let it escape?

With a fierce stomp of his feet, Li Dao soared into the sky, closely following the divine dragon out of the Dragon Roar Cave.

As Li Dao left, the mountain began to crumble. Not long after, it actually crumbled.

Jian Xiong, who was standing far away, had a look of astonishment on her face. She noticed that the ground beneath his feet was shaking and the distant cliff was actually completely shattered. The entire mountain was falling down.

Soon after, she saw a terrifying creature with a body over thirty meters long, a broken horn, and a huge bloody hole in its abdomen. Its body was covered with broken scales, and it looked like a legendary dragon. However, the divine dragon's appearance was a bit unsightly. It didn't have any of the awe-inspiring grandeur of the legends.

A figure chased closely after the divine dragon's body into the sky, landing on the divine dragon's back. Who else could it be other than Li Dao?

Jian Xiong covered her mouth with one hand, her eyes were wide open as her mind wavered.

The wild wind rubbed against Li Dao's skin, lifting his long hair. His wrinkled white clothes, covered in dust, flapped in the wind.

Li Dao tightly gripped the Divine Dragon's back and walked step by step towards its head. The four foot long purple sword reflected a cold light under the sunlight.

The low IQ of Shen Long also detected Li Dao's intention. He frantically twisted his body, wanting to throw Li Dao off his back.

The massive bloody hole was almost half a meter in diameter. As the divine dragon frantically twisted its body, blood rained down.

After personally witnessing the battle between this man and this dragon, even Jian Xiong was dumbfounded.

Facing the violent and wild squall, Li Dao grabbed the Divine Dragon's back with his feet and moved step by step towards its brain. No matter how the Divine Dragon twisted its body, Li Yao remained as steady as Mt. Tai, his body not swaying even a little.

Li Dao had plenty of time and patience. In any case, he wasn't in a hurry, and if the Divine Dragon continued to frantically twist and turn, it might bleed to death before it could even fall down.

Jian Xiong watched nervously as Li Dao advanced towards the divine dragon's head step by step. Finally, Li Dao reached the divine dragon's head and raised the four foot long sword body.

"Awoo!" "Awoo" "Ang!"

The divine dragon let out a mournful and miserable cry. If one listened carefully, it was as if there was a hint of pleading in its voice.

It was a pity that Li Dao could not understand the Dragon language. Even if he could, he would not stop. Path of Heaven – Damage and Insufficient Replenishment. Path of Man, Damage and Benefit. This was the beginning of the Nine Yin True Scripture.

He raised the sword high up and pierced the left eye of the dragon through its brain, leaving only the hilt of the sword in Li Dao's hand.

The sword aura followed the sword's body as it endlessly penetrated the divine dragon's brain. Li Dao tried his best to stabilize his body, preventing himself from falling down.

"Awoo!" "Awoo" Ang! "Ang!"

This time, the long cry was not mournful, but mournful. It lasted for a full fifteen minutes before the divine dragon finally could no longer move its body.

Under the horrified gaze of Jian Xiong, Li Dao half-squatted on the divine dragon's head and followed the divine dragon to fall to the ground.