But Song Jinxi directly started the talking mode, while desperately pounding into the dragon's pupils, and with the help of a long knife, he poured spiritual power into its brain.
At the same time, she was cursing: "What love is, it's just a joke. If you can become like this because of love, you are just a joke. It's ridiculous that you have lived for so long and you are still trapped in this emotion."
"I have to say, you are indeed a waste, Jiaolong."
"No wonder it's just a ferocious beast with low bloodline. With your kind of mind, it's naturally very difficult to break through. You've been shrinking in the seal for so long. As a result, you are only at this level and with this kind of cultivation. It's really unsurprising. !”
Jiaolong was ridiculed:? ? ?
Song Jinxi not only inserted a knife into its chest, but also fiddled with it after inserting the knife. In an instant, the dragon's hatred was so strong that it wanted to eat Song Jinxi in one bite.
The huge body swayed and directly threw Song Jinxi down!
She also grasped the handle of the knife tightly with one hand and retreated instantly, but then fought again and asked: "What, you broke the defense?"
"No, Jiaolong, no wonder you are like this."
Not far away, Feng Qingwu could even see Jiaolong trembling with anger.
For a moment, she became uncontrollably silent.
Jiaolong wanted to kill Song Jinxi. His only intact vertical pupil stared at her tightly, roared, and whipped his tail directly at her.
It roared sternly: "How do you understand, despicable human beings? How do you understand the pain of blood shackles? Why do you say that to me!"
Song Jinxi: "Oh, I don't understand."
Jiaolong: "...Go to hell, human being, go to hell!!!"
It was obvious that Jiaolong was completely off guard by Song Jinxi's attitude. He twitched his tail crazily in the hole and kept attacking Song Jinxi.
Suddenly, Song Jinxi's pressure increased dramatically!
No matter how talented Song Jinxi was, as he advanced in cultivation, the gap between the various realms became wider and wider. The gap between the Golden Core stage and the Nascent Soul stage was also so different that it was simply difficult to resist.
Song Jinxi was able to hurt Jiaolong before, only because she had a good timing, so she seized the opportunity and directly destroyed Jiaolong's eyes!
'Ding--'
Accompanied by the crisp sound of the blade and the dragon's giant claws touching each other.
Song Jinxi's whole body was knocked out by the dragon's slap, and he hit the wall hard, feeling as if he was embedded in it.
For a moment, it seemed as if all the internal organs had been displaced.
Song Jinxi vomited out a large mouthful of blood, and his breath suddenly became weak.
Seeing the dragon coming up and crushing it with its huge body, Song Jinxi was in so much pain that he couldn't even move his fingertips, and there was no way to avoid it.
She couldn't help but yell at Feng Qingwu: "Isn't it okay yet?!"
"Feng Qingwu, if you don't take action, I will turn into a fucking piece of meat!"
At this moment, a gentle and helpless voice appeared: "Oh, you... don't worry, at least I won't let you die."
"That can't make me half-dead!"
Song Jinxi was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, but the next moment——
The dragon that was about to charge over suddenly froze in mid-air with its huge body, as if it was locked by a dangerous and powerful energy.
As long as it moves, it will be on the verge of death instantly!
For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire cave was stagnant...
After seeing this scene, Song Jinxi, whose heart was still beating wildly because he was on the verge of death, slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Even the hand holding the handle of the knife softened and no longer tensed his body tightly.
"call……"
"Do you really want to wait until I'm half dead before you take action?"
Although Feng Qingwu was only in the Qi training period now, Song Jinxi still felt that she was the number one genius who had always crushed him before.
And this time——
Jiaolong finally noticed it. The vertical pupil looked at the Qi-training period that he had never paid attention to, but he didn't expect to feel such an aura.
At the edge of the cave, a slender girl stood there.
She held the hilt of Liufeng Sword with one hand and the scabbard with the other, and slowly pulled out the long sword, with the sword body appearing inch by inch——
Feng Qingwu's momentum also continued to rise.
The vibrating, sharp sword intent, with Feng Qingwu as the center, swept across the entire cave in the blink of an eye, as if it could cut off even space!
The emotions in Jiaolong's vertical pupils became more and more subtle.
"You, who are you?!"
"Long lost strength..."
Feng Qingwu took a deep breath.
After pouring in the accumulated power remaining in the seal, she has been feeling this long-lost feeling. Although she is still a little vain, after converting all the spiritual power into sword intent output, everything has become easier.
There is no majestic momentum or grand scene.
There was only the sword intent that filled the cave.
And...the sharpness that makes people unable to look directly at it!
Everything just happened was to delay Feng Qingwu's time.
Only now did she finally return to the Nascent Soul stage, pouring all her spiritual power into it for the next sword.
"I don't know the name of this sword."
"It's new to me, but... it should suit you very well."
Following her words, the Liufeng Sword was completely unsheathed at this moment.
When it saw the shining sword edge, the dragon roared. Even if it was locked by the qi machine and the sense of crisis in its heart became stronger and stronger, it did not dare to stop anymore, adhering to the idea of strike first to gain the upper hand.
Seeing it, just in the blink of an eye——
The dragon opened its bloody mouth, and it seemed that the screams of the wronged souls could be heard in its body. The sinister winds all condensed in its mouth, forming a powerful attack like a huge blood ball.
"Humanity--"
"No matter what means you use, go to hell!"
'Ding! '
But Feng Qingwu didn't care. She just closed her eyes and stretched her sword intent to the extreme. The strong wind was raging, making her black hair fly.
She looked extremely small under the huge body of the dragon.
Just when the dragon's attack was about to fall, Feng Qingwu suddenly opened her eyes, with sword intent in her eyes. Without dodging, she thrust out with the sword!
After that sword - cold light bloomed!
The dragon's vertical pupils were almost wide open at this moment. In its field of vision, everything seemed to have become blank and void, except for the cold light in its eyes, which continued to approach with the ultimate and indomitable edge.
The footsteps of death are approaching even more step by step.
On the side, Mu Jiuke, who was lying on his stomach, immediately stood up and stared at him.
"This is indeed the sword that I passed on to her before."
"But last time, she only used a hint of charm, but how could she really use it in such a short period of time?!"
