Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 59 Azheng
  Zhou Xuan couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Jörmungandr rushing towards him.

After all, the opponent is a dragon king level opponent and can use many words and spirits.

He originally thought that it would take a lot of effort for him to start a hand-to-hand combat with her, but he never expected that Jörmungandr would actually seem to have lost his mind and charge towards him!

Zhou Xuan knew that Xiao Longnu had devilish stress, so it was best not to have any physical contact with her during the fight.

The dragon blood in his body boiled instantly, and he activated the Zhanma sword in his hand to violently display its second form. The 1.8-meter-long blade instantly extended to 8 meters, and the blade turned into a thorn shape.

Zhou Xuan violently swung his fury towards Jörmungandr, and the slender blade turned into a roaring dragon the moment he swung it!

The dazzling light of the sword came at high speed with the sound of raging wind. Jörmungandr frowned, knowing that this sword could not be resisted.

Her body quickly stopped, and she suddenly bent back. Her exquisite body formed an arch bridge, narrowly escaping the blow.

But before Jörmungja could take a breath, Zhou Xuan turned his wrist and struck with another fierce slash!

The speed of this knife was so fast that it made a loud noise in the air.

Jörmungandr didn't have time to activate any words, so he had no choice but to protect his chest with both hands and use the scales on his arms to resist the knife!

The blue-gray scales suddenly shattered, and the hot dragon's blood spattered out. It fell into the water drop by drop along the arm, creating waves of red waves.

Unparalleled power came from the blade, like a mountain falling, unstoppable!

Jörmungandr struggled to support his legs, trying to stay standing.

But in the end, it was all in vain. She suddenly knelt down on one knee and collided heavily with the bronze roof. In an instant, water mist sprayed and filled the surrounding area!

Zhou Xuan frowned slightly. Looking at Xiao Longnu's arms, he could see the broken bones in them, and he couldn't help but be a little confused.

Although Jörmungandr's personal ability is the weakest among the four kings, he is a noble first-generation species after all, and he has just eaten a second-generation species. Why does he still feel a little uncomfortable?
  Is it because my current physical fitness is too explosive, or is it that the numerical bonus of the seven deadly sins' orange equipment is too high?
  Zhou Xuan furiously threw the sword back into the box. Holding the Eight-sided Han Sword, he quickly dodged and came to the little dragon girl who was kneeling in the water. The cold sword blade was gently pressed against her slender neck. , always be alert to the other party's actions.

"Although I don't know why you didn't take action against Brother Ye Sheng and the others, after all, it was you who caused the underwater earthquake and put them in danger. This matter has been revealed for now and will be discussed later."

"I don't have to kill you, but the premise is that you answer a few questions for me."

Speaking of this, Zhou Xuan clenched the Eight-sided Han Sword in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Did you meet me more than two thousand years ago? What is my identity?"

Hearing this, Jörmungandr was stunned for a moment, and then his slender body trembled violently, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

But the laughter was extremely sad, like a cuckoo crying for blood and a resentful soul howling.

"As expected of you, you are so powerful even before you return to the throne. Aren't you very good at killing people with a sword!?"

"With just a slight swing of the blade, a river of blood can flow out in an instant... Why didn't you kill me too!?" Jörmungandr suddenly raised his head, his golden eyes shining with kingly fury and incomparable depth. of sadness.

It was the sadness that had settled in her heart for more than two thousand years, deeper than the sea, and like a real sadness.

Looking into Xiao Longnu's eyes, Zhou Xuan suddenly felt a little dazed.

A sharp pain came from the depths of his mind, like thousands of sharp steel needles piercing his brain!

Fragmented memory fragments appeared out of nowhere, traveling upstream in an instant and flashing before their eyes.

The splendid and simple palace, the majestic and huge dragon columns, thousands of courtiers kneeling in worship, the steps covered with blood, and a woman singing melodiously...

"There are bridges and pine trees in the mountains, and there are dragons swimming in the sky."

"If you don't see Zi Chong, you will see a cunning boy."

"I don't see Zidu..."

Zhou Xuan's brows furrowed tightly, and he stared at Jörmungandr's face, his fierce gaze like a sword, as if he wanted to see through the blue-gray scales and see someone's face clearly.

At this time, Jörmungandr's golden eyes flashed suddenly, and the slender dragon tail was like a python, instantly jumping out of the water and reaching towards the bone bottle of the King of Bronze and Fire! At the same moment that the dragon's tail wrapped around the bone bottle, a terrifying and ferocious dragon claw grabbed the little dragon girl's neck and lifted her directly into the air.

Zhou Xuan's hand holding the sword was tightly covering his forehead, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was ferocious.

He spoke with great difficulty, his voice hoarse: "This thing... will be handed over to you after I kill Norton. Don't worry, Ah... Ah Zheng."

The moment those last two words were blurted out, the world seemed to suddenly become quiet.

The two of them had dull expressions invariably, their eyes facing each other, and the long river of time quietly flowed upstream. Although they looked at each other, they seemed to be looking for an old friend.

Jörmungandr stared at Zhou Xuan blankly, her eyes deep. She hesitated for a moment and spoke softly: "Since you ascended the throne, you... you have never called me that again."

"Forget it, that shameful betrayer Norton is not in the cocoon, only that stupid kid Constantine."

Speaking of this, Xiao Longnu suddenly noticed that Zhou Xuan's hand relaxed subconsciously, and he gently placed himself on the ground.

She placed the bone bottle next to Zhou Xuan and looked at him deeply: "Although you betrayed many people, you never broke your promise to me. I'm waiting for the day you kill Norton."

Before he finished speaking, Jörmungandr jumped into the dark water and never looked back.

Zhou Xuan watched Jörmungandr leave, slowly inserted the Bafang Han Sword into the bronze, and sat on the bone bottle of the King of Bronze and Fire with support, his mind was still extremely confused.

Fragmented memory fragments flashed before his eyes one after another like a revolving lantern, and various emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy came one after another. Countless souls seemed to appear in his body at the same time, dancing restlessly. .

Zhou Xuan felt like he had fallen into a colorful darkness. Everything around him was like the chaos of the beginning of the world. The world was extremely silent and there was no sound.

This feeling seemed to last only a moment, but also seemed to last as long as a century.

Suddenly, a melodious singing voice sounded in his ears.

"There are fusu in the mountains and lotus flowers in the sky."

"If you don't see Zidu, you will see madness."

"The mountain has..."

Zhou Xuan suddenly woke up, quickly grasped the Bafang Han Sword, and glanced around with sharp eyes, but did not see anyone.

"I thought I would never wake up again." He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Xuan! Brother Xuan! Please call back if you hear me. Please call me if you hear me!" Li Zhun's voice came from the diving helmet on the ground. He had been calling for a long time.

Zhou Xuan inserted the sword into the box and picked up the helmet.

"I'm here! The matter on my side has been resolved. I successfully recovered the bone bottle of the King of Bronze and Fire, but I failed to keep Jormungandr."

"She was injured by me, but she should have left the Yangtze River. You can try to search. If you have any news, don't act rashly. Contact me immediately. I will return to the Monyach immediately."

"Okay! Brother Xuan, you are so awesome! Others are grabbing food from the tiger's mouth, but you are pulling teeth from the dragon's mouth! My admiration for you is like a torrential river, endless, like the Yellow River..."

"Stop being poor and get down to business." Zhou Xuan cursed with a smile.

"Yes, Brother Xuan!"

Zhou Xuan put down his helmet and looked in the direction where Jörmungandr left.

He lowered his eyebrows, took a deep breath, and murmured softly.

"Zheng...who are you? Who am I...? I will find the answer soon."

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