"No, the Sword of Defeat has escaped. Please inform the young master of Madam immediately."
The blacksmith screamed in horror. In a mountain forest hundreds of feet away, Xiao Jiang held a golden sword that exuded a fierce aura and smacked his lips.
This sword is called Defeat, and it was also made from the sacred stone Heihan. However, it absorbed the ferocious energy when it was born and became a ferocious weapon. The ancestor of Sword Worship Villa buried it and his body under the Sword Hut in the hope that it would never be born again.
Theoretically, this sword will come out later, but Xiao Jiang just arrived nearby. The murderous weapon sensed the aura of the three sacred stones on Xiao Jiang's long sword and actually burst out of the ground and came to the door. Xiao Jiang felt the bloodthirsty aura of the Sword of Defeat. He shook his head and said:
"The sword has a spirit. You also know that it should not be filled with murderous intent. Enter my sword and gather the spirit of the God Stone. I wonder if you can unlock the spirit of my sword."
While he was talking, Xiao Jiang had already taken out his long sword and leaned on the Sword of Defeat. He heard a crackling sound as the sword shattered on the ground, and a black air was sucked into the long sword.
The long knife at this moment still has the pattern of the fire unicorn at the mouth of the knife. The tail of the knife is marked with snowflakes. The fish scale pattern on the spine of the knife shows two colors of platinum and gold, while the blade shows a faint blue brilliance.
With the energy of the four sacred stones condensed and the blood of the Fire Qilin, the sword has obviously become more agile, but Xiao Jiang can feel that there is still no so-called sword spirit appearing in this sword.
"The four sacred stones and the blood of the unicorn are not enough. Maybe killing the dragon will be enough."
Xiao Jiang whispered, and at this moment there was a sound of breaking through the air caused by his clothes. Xiao Jiang put away his knife and stepped on it, and the fragments of the Sword of Defeat on the ground sank into the ground. Within a few seconds, three figures fell in front of Xiao Jiang, One of these three people is a blacksmith from Jianlu, one is a young man, and the last one is an old man carrying a sword with a cold face.
The three of them looked in front of Xiao Jiang. The young man glanced at Xiao Jiang who was carrying a long knife and looked around. The Jianlu blacksmith frowned and said:
"The breath has disappeared. Young Master, let's go look elsewhere."
The young man nodded, and the three of them jumped into the woods and walked away. Xiao Jiang touched his chin and walked along the woods. After a while, he walked to a creek. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed when he looked at the creek.
This is a small stream that is no more than ten feet wide and no more than three feet deep. The water is clear and gurgling, with small fish and shrimp swimming back and forth in it. It is particularly beautiful against the green trees and red flowers on the side.
But at this moment, there was a person floating in a bend of the creek, a person with at least dozens of wounds all over his body but no bleeding.
Xiao Jiang took a look at his body and pulled the man out of the water and put him on the grass. He was dressed as a warrior, with thick calluses on his right hand, thick eyebrows and a broad face. He looked like a martial artist practicing swordsmanship.
Xiao Jiang checked and found that the man had hiccupped for a long time and his whole body had become stiff. Xiao Jiang carefully looked at the wounds on his body and found that each one accurately hit the acupuncture points and meridians on his body. This was a knife wound, and it was extremely Caused by fierce and domineering sword skills.
"There can't be more than ten people in the world who have such sword skills. Who has this guy offended? Forget it, let's bury him."
Xiao Jiang whispered a few words and made a big pit on the ground nearby. When he put the body into the pit, he suddenly saw something wrong with the other party's clothes. He opened the clothes and pulled out a piece of wax paper. On the wax paper, there were densely written words. Some small print.
After Xiao Jiang finished reading, he put away the wax paper and whispered:
"So that's it... But it's none of my business. I have to leave this crappy place after slaying the dragon. These things should be left to people in this world to study."
Xiao Jiang buried the man and walked not far along the stream. There was a rumbling sound in front of him. The end of the stream was already the East China Sea. It was already the high tide in the afternoon, and the rolling waves hit the rocks in waves. Loud noise.
"Is Jing Rui Island located?"
Xiao Jiang stood on the rocks on the beach and asked. Xiao Hong projected the coordinates of a gourd-shaped island that he had locked and said:
"Only this island fits the description, and a huge deep cave was found at the southern end. Micro robots are now searching along the cave and the results will be available soon."
Of course, the purpose of looking for Jingrui Island is to kill the dragon. How could Xiao Jiang let go of the thousand-year-old dragon Yuan, and he had already asked Xiaohong to arrange a micro-aircraft to carry a robot to the sea to find the whereabouts of Jingrui Island.
With the description in, although I don’t know the detailed location, it’s actually not too difficult to find. If it’s really hard to find, Xiao Jiang doesn’t mind launching a high-altitude detector to conduct a comprehensive scan of that area.
"The master found a five-clawed black dragon at a depth of a thousand meters underground. It was sleeping at the moment."
Xiao Hong's second wave of news came. Xiao Jiang's face was overjoyed and he jumped up and ran away on the waves. Just as he was leaving, on the top of a coastal cliff not far away, a figure stared at Xiao Jiang's retreating figure without moving. , if you look closely, you can see that this person is wearing clogs at his feet, a ronin suit, and a strange-looking Japanese sword hanging from his waist.
…
The North Island of Jingrui Island is smaller than the South Island. There is a lake of several hundred feet in the center of the island. There is also a fishing village on the mountain on the northern island. There are many fishing boats at the pier at the foot of the mountain. At dusk, the fishermen are busy packing up the day's harvest.
Behind a hillside in the South Island, several men with swords in their hands were guarding the entrance of a cave six to seven meters wide. What they were guarding here was the dragon that their ethnic group regarded as a god.
Xiao Jiang wore an invisibility cloak and went straight into the cave, holding his breath. He had strong cultivation to shield himself. When he arrived at the place where the real dragon was dormant, the huge dragon still didn't react at all.
This dragon is more than sixty meters long. Its four claws are like huge tree trunks. One claw is thicker than Xiao Jiang's waist. The dragon's head, like a car, droops on a stone platform and makes a huffing sound. Two arm-thick dragon whiskers follow. Its breath swings.
Xiao Jiang slowly approached the dragon's head and looked carefully along its neck. Near the junction between the neck and the body, a red-gold scale the size of a soup basin shone brightly.
The dragon has reverse scales that will make it angry if touched. The reason is that this scale protects the dragon's vitals and is also the hardest scale of the dragon.
"Pfft."
Hard, indeed hard, but compared to the sword, it was still as tofu. The entire sword was submerged in the scales. As soon as the sleeping dragon opened its eyes and opened its mouth, it let out a thunderous scream, and a dragon tail began to whip.
Xiao Jiang turned over and took the long knife with him. With a pop, the dragon's vital point opened a three-foot gap, and a stream of dark-yellow blood spurted out.
No matter the dragon struggled and swayed, the entrance of a space compression device in Xiao Jiang's hand was opened and the dragon's blood was sucked in without a drop. When the black and yellow blood drained, a red ball as big as a bowl flew out from the wound with rays of light. escape.
Xiao Jiang came just for this thing, which would give it a chance to escape. He sucked his hand to control the sphere, and saw that the sphere kept bouncing and quickly divided into seven parts. He wanted to struggle, but Xiao Jiang smiled and quickly put it away.
