The blood dragon's eyes filled with blood thorns slowly raised and looked at Xun Long. His gaze was no longer provocative, but filled with angry flames.
This angry look was not only because of Xun Long's disregard and contempt, but also because the move Xun Long just made hurt Wang Qin and hurt the real Lin Zihan, the person he cared about.
The blood dragon's left hand was slowly raised as the body stood up, and fire dragon-like bloodshot eyes began to appear in his eyes. The eyeballs that were originally filled with bloodshot eyes now became like blood beads, crystal clear.
The moment Xun Long's eyes met, he felt as if his soul had been penetrated. Even Xun Long couldn't help but be stunned by the impact that hit his soul directly.
He slowly looked at Lin Zihan, looking at that boy who was only in his twenties. He actually had such strong mental power. Just looking at each other could burst out a strong impact.
Under the dazzling moment, the fingertips of Xun Long's left hand trembled slightly. He held Huang Zhizong's throat with his left hand, and a numbness in his fingertips instantly spread throughout his left arm.
That feeling of numbness, as if his arm was about to burst. He only felt that the full strength was gathered in his arm. The feeling of being filled with blood vessels by the violent tsunami made Xun Long's face glow. He had an even uglier look on his face.
It’s just that these are disdainful in the eyes of the blood dragon, because although the blood dragon has an independent personality, it is only the incarnation of obsession and incomplete consciousness. What’s more, it was only born for more than a year, and the blood dragon spends most of its time. Spend time in the black tower.
Regarding the understanding of people's hearts and expressions, Blood Dragon is still much more straightforward, even in a state of being completely ignorant but firmly convinced.
"Do you want to fight or not? It's just a grind!" Xun Long's left arm is still expanding. The power pulled out of Huang Zhizong's body cannot be completely dispelled even by Xun Long for a while, and he can only let it flow around him. collision in his left arm.
Just as Xun Long finished speaking, the battlefield that was originally surrounded by flames was instantly pulled into the blood prison. The surrounding flames were no longer flaming red, but the color of blood.
The figure of the blood dragon, like the god of death seeking life, appeared in front of Xun Long, waving the red blood sword in his hand.
The dragon blood sword was swung. Although the blood dragon did not have as much combat experience as Lin Zihan, his understanding of dragon blood and perhaps this incomplete obsession would be purer than Lin Zihan's.
A piece of dragon scale suddenly appeared at the edge of the sword, and the blood energy was instantly drawn to the sword body. The sharp sword energy was like an abyss of blood, slashing towards Xun Long.
Although Xun Long felt the suddenly powerful pressure, he grabbed Huang Zhizong's throat with his left hand and held it tightly without letting go. Although his eyes were a little uneasy, he still faced the angry look of the blood dragon. Eye.
"clang……"
The Dragon Blood Sword fell, this time directly defeating the huge bronze shield in front of Xun Long, but the sword edge deflected slightly and fell towards Xun Long's shoulder.
His right hand went forward without hesitation. Xunlong relied on his thick bronze armor and directly chose to use his own hand to catch the dragon blood sword chopped down by the blood dragon.
The pervasive blood swallowed up the surrounding golden threads. In an instant, even the golden light around Huang Zhizong was completely swallowed up. Even the Bible spear and halberd had a faint blush.
A trembling light flashed across Xun Long's face. The energy that he couldn't channel and dissipate actually seemed to be sucked dry the moment the sword in the blood dragon's hand fell into his palm.
Xun Long felt relaxed all over. His left arm, which was originally swollen to the point of bursting, now became much more relaxed and smooth. Even the heartbreaking pain in his fingertips also dissipated a lot at this moment.
A trace of suspicion flashed across the face of the blood dragon, because the surging energy suddenly poured into his body, but it disappeared as if falling into the abyss of a black hole, only to flash within his body. Pass.
At this time, Xun Long felt as if he had discovered the door to a new world, and his eyes when looking at the blood dragon became much calmer.
There was also a bit more calmness in the blood dragon's gaze. The gaze he looked at Xun Long was no longer ferocious and angry, but even a little calm.
The moment the Dragon Blood Sword fell into Xun Long's palm, the reasons for everything became clear.
Huang Zhizong wanted to use the power of the Holy Golden Spear and Halberd to defeat the enemy with one move, and directly defeated Xun Long with one powerful move. However, he did not expect that after the surging power poured into his body, everything became out of control. .
That tyrannical force was like raging waves rushing through Huang Zhizong's body. At that moment, the spear and halberd should have stabbed Xun Long's vital part with incomparable accuracy, ending the battle.
But it was at this time that the power rushing around Huang Zhizong's body went out of control, allowing the Holy Golden Spear Halberd to completely dominate his body. Huang Zhizong was like a balloon about to explode, and the power around him instantly collapsed.
And Xun Long also noticed Huang Zhizong's strangeness at the first time, maybe out of appreciation for the young genius, maybe Xun Long didn't want to bear a bad reputation. The moment he noticed that Huang Zhizong was the same, Xun Long's His hands directly grabbed Huang Zhizong's throat.
With the help of the ancient bronze armor on his body, Xun Long drew all the violent power in Huang Zhizong's body into his own body, and the golden streaks seemed to have found an outlet and began to move towards Xun Long's body uncontrollably. The body rushes.
Even if Xun Long wanted to let go, it was already too late. A series of golden threads completely bound Xun Long's left arm and Huang Zhizong together. Energy like a huge wave rushed into Xun Long's arm in an instant. middle.
Even if Xun Long wanted to rely on his own strength to dissolve the influx of power that did not belong to him, he found that his dissolution speed was not at all as fast as the influx, and that power quickly filled his own. arm.
It's just that this power that neither of them could completely dispel was completely swallowed up by the blood dragon in just a moment, even leaving a backlash of blood.
Huang Zhizong's golden pupils returned to black, and the big hand holding his throat was no longer as tight as before. Huang Zhizong's face regained some vitality, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his breathing became much more stable.
Seeing the ferocity on Huang Zhizong's face dissipate, and seeing Xuelong and Xunlong standing in the center of the battlefield, neither making any move, Wang Qin slowly stood up and limped towards the center of the battlefield.
Xun Long's breath returned to calm, and he looked at Huang Zhizong with a half-smile, "In order to defeat me, you did not hesitate to use power beyond your control, and you almost died together with me!
Is this the fighting style of the once most talented Simo Huang? It’s really reckless! It's just that in this kind of battle, I don't see any genius...! "
Xun Long's words seemed to disgust Huang Zhizong, but his tone also seemed to be scolding, so the blood dragon couldn't tell the difference for a while. After all, the blood dragon's understanding of the feelings between people was still too shallow.
At this time, Huang Zhizong looked at Xun Long with a look that was neither humble nor arrogant, even with a bit of arrogance, "At least I was almost able to completely defeat you, the first realm-level master of the Starfield Empire!"
The first one in Huang Zhizong's mouth was naturally not to mention those from the Shadow Sect and the Shenghui elders who relied on the power of ancient inheritance and relied on those ancient original powers to reach the realm level.
Recalling Xun Long's battle just now, no matter how stupid Xuelong was, he could see that Xun Long did not use all his strength from beginning to end, and it was more like he was training Huang Zhizong through the battle.
After all, they are all human beings. After all, there is no camp in front of Xun Long. He is just a leader among human beings who has disappeared for many years because of certain things.
At this time, Wang Qin had already limped behind Xue Long, and his hands naturally rested on Xue Long's shoulders, because in Wang Qin's view, that person was not a blood dragon, he was Lin Zihan. .
"You haven't heard from you for more than a year. Do you know how worried we are about you?" Wang Qin just put his hand on Xuelong's shoulder and said in a tearful voice. He didn't notice at all that he was landing on Xuelong's shoulder. The hand on his hand trembled with the blood dragon's body.
When Xue Long felt Wang Qin's hand, he felt something strange all over his body, an indescribable feeling, and then his whole body trembled, and a numb feeling came from his shoulders.
The blood dragon went through all Lin Zihan's memories and all the words that could be used to describe this feeling, and finally classified this feeling as numb.
It was indeed a bit disgusting for the two men to be like this, not to mention that Wang Qin was still crying, which made it even more strange.
But in the heart of the blood dragon, he slowly started to enjoy this feeling, enjoying the tenderness coming from Wang Qin's palm, enjoying Wang Qin's caring words, and enjoying the feeling of being watched affectionately.
What's more, Xue Long had already had the idea of replacing Lin Zihan in his heart. The moment Wang Qin put his hand on his shoulder, this idea became more determined.
"I..." Xuelong's mind was running rapidly, trying to find a suitable excuse, a reasonable and appropriate reason. However, Xuelong looked through Lin Zihan's memory comparison and found that Lin Zihan would often choose to keep silent at this time. Don't mention it, just laugh it off.
The blood dragon also imitated the look in his memory, trying hard to raise the corners of his mouth, revealing a bright, awkward and awkward smile.
"hehe……"
Coupled with the laughter that was not very pleasant and natural, even Xun Long, who had a cold expression, felt a chill coming from behind, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.
But Wang Qin didn't care about these at all. All he wanted was for Lin Zihan to stand in front of him safely and intact, even if he became a little abnormal, even if he turned into a dragon.
"It's okay, it's okay..." Before Xue Long could think of a reason, Wang Qin had already warmly put his hand on Xue Long's shoulder, the way they were holding each other's back, very much like the one on the street. The little bastard doesn't have half the majesty of the powerful emperor.
When Xun Long saw Wang Qin's behavior, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and his eyes showed doubts.
"Wang Qin, the leader of Dihao, is rumored to be even more cold and ruthless than Wang Yanming. He is as cold as an ice cave. How does this look..."
Although Xun Long has been at the Jet Team's base these years, it doesn't mean that Xun Long doesn't know anything about the outside world. On the contrary, he knows a lot. After all, the Jet Team's intelligence network is no joke.
