It is said that a master of swordsmanship in the world can kill anyone within ten steps. Most of the moves he uses are flying swords, which is called ten steps and one kill.
But Juzi is a giant sword, and its weight and size are very comparable to swords, so the ten-step flying sword style is naturally different.
Shui Han and Zhi Wu had calculated that Ju Zi's flying sword style would be the most suitable to be at a distance of seventeen steps from the enemy, so this style of Ju Zi's flying sword was named Seventeen Steps Kill.
The broad-blade giant sword was nailed into the horned dragon's head, and the entire sword body was actually engulfed in it. Its strength can be imagined, but if it was just like this, it would be too ordinary.
Shui Han lifted his own sharpening iron, which was actually transferred to Juzi's sword.
I saw that the giant sword was wrapped with a blue halo that was close to thunder and lightning. This layer of wrapping not only made the giant sword sharper, but also prevented the thousands of thunder and lightning contained in it from dissipating during the flight. ,
Only after the sword blade is deeply inserted into the horned dragon's body will its true power be revealed.
"burst."
Shui Han lay on the ground, with his scattered hair covering half of his face, but the smile on his lips was filled with contentment that he had never seen before.
Thousands of neighing sounds came from the hornet dragon's head, and synchronized with the sound were the thousands of thunder and lightning jets.
The thunder and lightning were like thousands of dragons coming out of caves and thousands of sturgeons entering the sea. They were so vast and endless that they turned the entire space blue for a moment.
Everyone was exposed to the unstoppable lightning, and they all covered their faces with their hands. No one dared to look directly.
Just a few breaths of time seemed like a lifetime ago.
After a lifetime, the thunderstorm finally dissipated, and Richu's vision was the first to recover.
She took a closer look and saw that the horned dragon not far away was actually smoking all over its body. The originally blue-gray horned branches and vines had been roasted into black charcoal, and its entire body was charred, just like a charcoal fire. Rib meat.
At the beginning of the day, I couldn't help but want to laugh, and at the same time I was secretly surprised. I didn't expect that Shui Han had grown so quickly in just a few days.
She believed that the thundering move just now was actually performed by the God of Thunder. At least it was not inferior in terms of momentum.
The hornet dragon screamed and struggled, looking extremely painful, but everyone could see that although it was extremely painful, it did not look like it was dying.
In other words, the horned dragon was only seriously injured, but not dead.
Realizing this, Richu immediately became serious. It seemed that these seven deadly sin-level ferocious beasts were indeed difficult to deal with.
At this moment, everyone and the monsters were exhausted. The only ones who retained their strength were themselves and Qiu Ying and Chameleon, who had been watching from the sidelines.
Richu glanced at the two of them and saw that they didn't seem to be preparing to join the battle. Richu had already made a decision in her heart. If it didn't work out, she took Shuihan and ran away.
After all, with such a disparity in strength, keeping Shui Han alive was the most important thing in her heart.
Richu was thinking about it and wanted to get up to rescue Shui Han. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a secret numb silver needle fell from the sky and actually nailed the struggling horned dragon to the ground.
The horned dragon was obviously dissatisfied and continued to struggle. Another wave of silver needles came down and pinned it down again. Seeing this situation, Richu said with an expression on his face:
"It's finally here, uncle."
On the sand dune, the person in front and the two people behind gradually appeared. Tang Yan took the lead and said:
"How did you know I would come?"
"Uncle told us so much news that day, didn't he just hope that we could gain something in this ghostly sea of death?
Leaving marks on us to detect our movements is reasonable for a bastard like you. "
At the beginning of the day, I didn’t know when a small insect appeared in my hand.
"That's why I kept it until now."
Tang Yan looked at the sand-dwelling insect in Richu's hand and was secretly shocked. This little girl who claimed to be a goddess was, as he expected, not as innocent as she appeared.
"They appear one by one, disrupting the situation one by one, so humans are so annoying!
Isn’t it better to just accept the reality obediently? The result won’t be any different anyway, right? "
Gusu Yirong's face suddenly became very ferocious. She walked stiffly like a zombie in front of the horned dragon that could not move. Her whole body seemed to be floating above its head, and she raised her hand to stroke its burnt surface, as if Help it relieve pain.
The horned dragon gradually calmed down under her gentle caress and became very docile.
Her hand moved back and forth on the horned dragon's head, and suddenly she took the giant stick stuck on it, exerted force downwards, and pulled deeply.
The hornet dragon's head was instantly opened with a bloody opening, and thick black blood slowly flowed out along with the burning smell. The scene was very disgusting.
Black blood splashed on Gusu Yirong's face, but she didn't seem to care at all. She just threw the giant away and put her hand into the bloody mouth she had just cut.
A strange aura floated between her palms. After a while, she actually took out a round bead from the bloody mouth. The bead shone with golden light and looked absolutely extraordinary.
"That's the Horned Dragon Golden Pill!"
Xiao Wu in the ghost house blurted out, just listening to Wu Yuanxiu's description, she already realized that something was wrong.
The golden elixir of spiritual beasts is the foundation of the power of spiritual beasts, and the magic power contained in it is definitely not something that human bodies can carry.
The golden elixir of a Seven Deadly Sins-level ferocious beast like the horned dragon must have been cultivated for at least a thousand years. If humans were to swallow it directly, they would definitely explode and die.
but……
Xiao Wu thought of what Gusu Yirong had just said. She called other people human beings. Could it be...
"If she is not human now, that would be a different matter."
Everyone and the monsters heard Xiao Wu's words, and felt their hearts palpitate. What kind of monsters were they facing?
I saw Gusu Yirong swallowing the golden elixir directly into her body, and then there was no more, because after everyone witnessed this process, they had already seen their own future, which was death.
Everyone, all demons, and all gods will die.
The horned dragon's body lost its golden elixir and instantly turned pale, turning into a dead body, while the woman who had transformed into death was slowly moving forward.
Her body had not changed at all except for some black blood stains, but every step she took made it feel like death was getting closer.
The one closest to her at this time was Shuihan lying on the ground.
Shui Han was not unconscious. On the contrary, he was very conscious, but his body was unable to move due to exhaustion of energy.
He could feel his situation, he was breathing heavily, he was adjusting his breath, he was recovering, and he was making the final struggle. As long as there was a chance, he would not let it go. As long as he moved, there would be a chance.
A shadow blocked Shui Han's sight. It was an aqua-blue shadow that exuded a refreshing fragrance.
Richu stood in front of Shui Han. She said nothing and just stood in front of him.
She stood so upright, so unshakable, as if what was standing was not a body, but a high wall, once comparable to the Great Wall.
"It's really interesting, but it's just in a different order."
Gusu Yirong's expression was dull, and her voice was also dull. She raised her hand and pointed at the beginning of the day.
Richu closed his eyes, everything was over.
"Xi Yu buries flowers."
Huge black ice crystals grew without roots and grew continuously, eventually forming a huge orchid-like crystal sculpture.
As for Gusu Yirong, she was sealed inside the crystal stamen like amber, and she still maintained the posture of pointing her hand forward just now.
And his expression was still dull, as if he still didn't know what was going on.
Hearing the movement at the beginning of the day, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw a figure standing in front of him. On the back, there was a huge five-petal peach blossom embroidered on it. The peach blossom represented the pure land of Taoyuan.
A white dress is as beautiful as snow, and a black sword is like night.
The white coat is Murong, the black sword is Zhen Yu.
If you wear white clothes and hold a black sword, you are invincible.
