The sharp sword blade drew dazzling sparks on the dragon's scales.
Sanqing looked dumbfounded, but then she felt blessed and thought of a way to break the armor. She swung her dagger and stabbed the dragon's tail.
A fire lotus suddenly appeared from the tip of the sword and fell on the dragon scale.
Feng Jingsu looked at the flames, which turned the golden, palm-sized scales into a glowing color. It looked good, but it had no effect.
Dragon scale defense is indestructible.
The God of Thunder glanced sideways behind him, and then looked away slowly, not taking this painless trick into consideration.
Fu Zhu immediately understood what Sanqing was thinking, which was that she didn't know if her true sun fire could do anything to the thunder god's dragon scales.
At the moment of distraction, a purple thunderbolt struck down at the speed of a meteor. Feng Jingya warned loudly, "Be careful!"
The girl stepped on the folding steps to avoid it, her yellow clothes fluttering like catkins, and she shuttled under the purple sea of thunder.
She chopped off a purple thunder at will. The movement seemed very gentle, but the sword energy was extremely sharp, knocking down the trees one after another.
Feng Jingsu shut his mouth.
Miss Fu Zhu looked so at ease. As soon as she handed out the sword, she had already thought about the trajectory of the next sword. He really didn't worry about it.
Wow!
The fire dragon soared into the sky and occupied the air, attracting Feng Jingsu's gaze.
With a finger of the Sanqing dagger, the fire dragon rushed towards the God of Thunder. The two dragons fought, and the scene was particularly spectacular.
The thunder god's dragon claws grabbed the fire dragon's neck. The frightening high temperature made his hand suddenly shrink and retract it, with fear in his eyes.
There was a faint burning sensation at the dragon's tail, and there was also a cool feeling. The God of Thunder looked back, and his neck turned red.
The dragon scales he was so proud of were burned off!
Sanqing grinned, and under the gaze of the God of Thunder, he provocatively pierced the dagger into his bare flesh.
"Phew! I almost got splattered with blood." Sanqing quickly took two steps back to avoid being splashed by the spurting blood.
Her short sword nailed the dragon's tail to the ground.
Fu Zhu took the opportunity to throw out a sword. The move was very simple and he did not deliberately show off his skills.
During the several back and forth battles with Thor, she clearly felt that the opponent was not trying his best. I'm afraid she and Sanqing will have to be careful next time.
The God of Thunder looked up to the sky and roared angrily. The sound was like a drum, resounding through the sky, causing Feng Jingsu to cover his ears.
Fu Zhu was also temporarily disrupted by this roar, and his ears were slightly ringing, but he still drew his sword very quickly.
San Qing's force sank downwards, and her weak body was not shaken back by the sound attack. Because she could not retract the dagger, she had no choice but to sacrifice her magical weapon.
Fu Zhu saw Sanqing sacrifice a magic weapon for the first time.
Somewhat novel.
Her magical weapon is an exquisite and gorgeous little drum, with beautiful sun patterns carved on the drum.
There are no drumsticks either. Just tap it with your hands and release huge energy.
Feng Jingsu's jaw dropped in shock, "What kind of magic weapon is this?"
Generally speaking, musical instruments are weaker in terms of lethality. However, the energy emitted by Sanqing's drum is not inferior to swords, which are famous for their lethality.
Moreover, she controlled the magic weapon effortlessly, and he didn't even feel the fluctuation of spiritual power.
Sanqing was very impressed by Feng Jingsu's surprised expression, and he showed his kindness and answered his question.
His tone was inexplicably proud, "Tian Qing Xuan Huang Gu, do you know?"
There was a trace of contempt in her eyes, which became more obvious after Feng Jingsu shook his head, and gave him a new title, "bumpkin."
I have never even heard of the Tianqing Xuanhuang Divine Drum.
When he turned to face the girl, he had a bright smile on his face and said, "Fu Zhu, this is my magic weapon."
"It's called Shui Shui."
This was the name she had just given to Tian Qing Xuan Huang.
Feng Jingsu: "???" Why are they treated differently?
When Fu Zhu heard the name Shui Shui, her eyes were suspicious and she couldn't help but look at the exquisite little drum in San Qing's hand.
What's the relationship between the two...huh?
After Sanqing showed off the magic weapon, she chanted the magic formula, and the Tianqing Xuanhuang drum rose into the air and stood just within reach of her raising her hand.
The God of Thunder struggled to lift his tail upwards, shook it off twice, and the dagger fell to the ground.
The blood that had stopped started trickling again.
Sanqing moved a few naughty steps, trying to pick up the dagger back. The God of Thunder noticed her intention and slapped her, regardless of her injured tail.
Fu Zhu flashed, raised his sword to block the Thunder God, turned his head and said to San Qing, "Go and pick up the sword."
San Qing nimbly slipped under the God of Thunder, picked up the sword, and waved, Tian Qing Xuan Huang Gu flew over on its own.
The God of Thunder subconsciously stopped Tianqingxuan Huanggu, but Xiaogu seemed to have gained wisdom, dodged left and right, and ran in front of Sanqing in a flash.
Feng Jingsu lifted his chin and closed his mouth.
She was right, she was a bumpkin.
After living for so many years, I have never seen such an exquisite magic weapon.
Not catching the Tianqingxuanhuanggu, the fur on Lei Shen's face stood up angrily. He exhaled a breath of turbid air, and suddenly the whole area of Lei Ze was filled with violent winds and howled like a ghost.
Feng Jingsu plugged his ears and cut off part of the sound attack. He saw the God of Thunder widening his eyes angrily. He rounded his arms and hammered his abdomen. The purple thunder as big as the mouth of a bowl gathered together and became as thick as a bucket. The yellow drum of Tianqingxuan was chopped away.
Sanqing hit the drum head three times in a row, and with huge energy, he rushed towards Zi Lei, but was eventually pushed down.
Fu Zhu was about to draw out her sword to eliminate the purple thunder that was twice as powerful. A bright yellow stream of light was faster than her, and the sky was clear and black, and the yellow drum flew into the sky, resisting the thunder and lightning.
The aftermath rippled throughout Leize.
The crocodile in the water poked its head out and looked at the place where the lightning fell with seven pairs of eyes.
After thinking about it, I dived into the water again.
The purple thunder dissipated, but the Sky Clear Xuanhuang Divine Drum was still floating in the air, emitting brilliant and peaceful light.
Like a sun.
The God of Thunder stared blankly at the divine drum and raised his hand to touch it.
Tianqingxuanhuanggu suddenly turned into a stream of light and flowed away from the gap between his claws.
"You ugly thing, you still care about my magic weapon!"
Sanqing hugged the snare drum and glared at him angrily.
The God of Thunder turned his head and locked his eyes on Sanqing's figure.
She was so small that she couldn't see her even if she moved her sight slightly.
But the drum in her hand was very dazzling, allowing him to find the imp's location in no time.
The God of Thunder breathed out a breath, raised his dragon claw, and grabbed Sanqing.
A sharp sword energy flew from the air, but the God of Thunder did not retract his claws.
His dragon claws are comparable to the sharpest swords in the world, and are only as hard as dragon scales. To him, the sword energy is just an itch.
Fu Zhu saw that the God of Thunder was so conceited and had no intention of defending. She raised her eyebrows lightly and held out another sword.
The two swords, one in front and the other in back, connected so quickly that it seemed as if she only fired one sword.
"hiss--"
The God of Thunder took a breath. He felt his claws light up inexplicably. When he looked down, he saw that a thumb was missing from the dragon's claws.
Still the most important thumbs up.
Sanqing took advantage of the moment when he was dazed and kicked his severed finger away. The God of Thunder let out an incompetent roar and chased after him.
The talisman beads stirred up the customs, "Can you run?"
