Yellow Spring Taboo

Chapter 571 Let's fight, the demon sword turns into a dragon
It is no secret in the world of Yin and Yang that the golden dragon is the spirit of the sword that transforms into a dragon demon. Therefore, the moment the dragon shadow appeared, the convenience under the Xishan Mountain was already boiling.

"The Demon Sword and Dragon Transformation is here."

A few seconds later, the dragon shadow landed on a big rock on the top of the west mountain, and then the figure of the demon sword and dragon appeared on the big rock.

Hualong was still dressed in a cool outfit, the huge dragon head on his chest seemed to be roaring, and the demon knife on his shoulder also made bloodthirsty buzzing sounds.

Among the crowd under the West Mountain, there are undoubtedly many fans of Hualong, especially the female disciples of some sects, who couldn't help but exclaimed the moment they saw Hualong appear. A little girl with a loli appearance passed out because she was too excited.
The moment Hualong appeared, the crowd was boiling, many people were already discussing loudly, and some even started to sit on the bank, starting this time the bet between the demon sword Hualong and the demon sword king Feiyang.

As for the support rate among them, of course there are more people who support Hualong. After all, the reputation of the demon sword Hualong in the Yin-Yang world is not blown out. Yin-Yang Shuangjue has been famous for a long time. Although the limelight among them is very strong, it is still impossible to overshadow the reputation of the demon sword and dragon.

"Master, who do you think will win this decisive battle between Wang Feiyang and Hualong?"

Jian Wu, who has never been good at words and doesn't care too much about everything around him, unexpectedly asked such a topic that countless people are discussing at this time.

I shook my head and replied: "Hualong has been extremely powerful many years ago, and the outside world has even rumored that he has been shackled at the peak of extreme power and cannot break through the peace, so regarding his true strength, No one can say for sure, but he and I went to the Rakshasa Palace before and fought against Huo Tathagata in Rakshasa Palace. His strength should be at the pinnacle of extreme power."

"So, Hualong's strength at that time was definitely not as powerful as the peak of the supreme power, but now it has been two years later, and no one can tell what his current cultivation is." Speaking of this, I paused and continued to analyze. : "As for Brother Yang, his rise is too fast. Even if I have the inheritance of the Nine Yin Juemai and the Yin Tianzi, I can't catch up with him by much, especially when he has the inheritance of the Seven Killing Demon King and the blood essence of the phoenix." Afterwards, the strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and now that the magic knife has achieved great success, it must be a cultivation base above the supreme power, as for the extent to which it has reached, it is also uncertain."

"So, for this battle between Hualong and Yangge, my guess is Sanqi, Yangge three, and Hualongqi."

"Only a [-]% chance of winning?" After hearing my data, Jian Wu's face obviously flashed a trace of surprise: "I have never been in contact with Hualong, so I don't know how terrifying his combat power is. , but the last time I was at Jinshan Temple, I saw Wang Feiyang make a move, and that strength would be considered one of the best in our Japanese Yin-Yang world."

"Well, it's only [-]%, and this is still my best budget, maybe it's less than [-]%."

After saying this, I didn't discuss too much with Jianwu, but focused all my attention on Hualong above, who was just standing there motionless with the demon knife on his shoulders. There, there was no expression on his face at all, he was neither nervous nor excited, his heart was like still water, plain and insane, graceful like a sculpture.

Hualong was not in a hurry, but the audience below were already impatient. Seeing that Wang Feiyang hadn't shown up for a long time, many people had already started talking nonsense.

Many people said that Wang Feiyang was cowardly, he dared to make an appointment to fight the Demon Sword and Hualong without the strength, but now that he knew he was invincible, he must have been afraid and dared not come.

Some people even said that Wang Feiyang was pretending to be coercive, so many people were waiting for him but he didn't show up for a long time. This mere junior has such arrogance, which really makes people feel angry. Some people are even gearing up and pretending to teach Wang Feiyang a lesson. Courtesy boy.

Listening to these rumors, I actually laughed. Wang Feiyang's appointment to fight the demon sword and transform the dragon, didn't he want to put on a show for people like you, and tell you to wait a while, and you still have to make up your mind?

And those guys who said they wanted to teach Wang Feiyang a lesson, if Wang Feiyang stood in front of them at this moment, he might be scared to death.

After Hualong appeared for a long time, Wang Feiyang still did not appear. At this time, the crowd below became more impatient. On the contrary, Hualong, one of the protagonists of this decisive battle, remained calm, standing gracefully like a sculpture. There.

"Why isn't Wang Feiyang here? Did he change his mind temporarily?" Even Jian Wu beside me had a hint of doubt.

I smiled and shook my head, and replied: "I know Brother Yang's character, he has been waiting for this day for a long time, since he has written a letter of war for the demon sword and dragon, then it is impossible for him to miss this battle. "

"But why hasn't he shown up yet?"

"He has already appeared." I smiled and glanced at the sea of ​​people below, and said, "It's just that Brother Yang doesn't like the daytime, he belongs to the night."

At this time, the sun has completely set from the west. Looking at the west mountain, you can see the most beautiful sunset. After the sunset, in the mid-air, there is already a faint moon hanging in the sky, and the sky is also here Time gradually darkened.

At this moment, among the crowd below, under a very inconspicuous tree, a man wearing a black cloak that wrapped himself tightly stood up slowly.

He had been covering his face with a leaf just now, leaning against the big tree as if he had fallen asleep, but at this moment, he woke up, and saw him stretching slowly, and then picked up the The weapon wrapped in black cloth next to him got up and walked slowly through the crowd like this.

This person exudes a very special domineering aura. The moment he walked through the crowd, the people around him involuntarily gave way to him. When the face was as cold as ice, almost everyone gasped.

"Wang Feiyang, it's Demon Sword Wang Feiyang."

I don't know who yelled, and then the whole crowd exploded, and those people who looked at Wang Feiyang coldly at the beginning all turned pale when they saw Wang Feiyang passing by, and their whole bodies were even more serious. Trembling involuntarily.

Today's Wang Feiyang naturally doesn't care about these ants. He walked all the way to the foot of the mountain, and then looked up at the demon sword Hualong standing on the big rock above. Bu was instantly shattered into pieces.

In front of him, there are hundreds of long rock walls. If you want to fight Hualong decisively, you must climb this steep rock wall and come to another big rock opposite Hualong.

Without hesitation, Wang Feiyang directly stabbed the magic knife in his hand towards the rock wall. The sharp magic knife was like piercing into tofu, and half of the blade was submerged into the rock wall in an instant.

Wang Feiyang held the magic knife and kicked upwards. The moment the magic knife was pulled out, Wang Feiyang's body had jumped to a height of more than ten feet, and then his magic knife pierced into the rock wall again, and he pulled it out with force. The figure leaped up several tens of feet again, back and forth several times, and soon Wang Feiyang came to the other big stone, facing the demon sword and dragon across the air.

His expression was colder than that of Demon Sword and Transformation Dragon, and his face also showed no expression, like a piece of ice buried deep in the cold pool for tens of thousands of years.

Many people below were amazed by Wang Feiyang's terrifying rock-climbing technique, and some nympho shouted Wang Feiyang's name. This kind of scene is really comparable to a big star's concert.

The two of them stared at each other for about ten seconds, and finally, the corner of Hualong's mouth curled into a strange arc: "Demon Sword King Feiyang, it seems that you have become a lot stronger in the past two years. .”

Wang Feiyang still didn't show any expression, he just responded coldly: "I have practiced the magic sword hard to improve my cultivation for the past two years, just for this day."

After finishing speaking, Wang Feiyang pointed directly at the demon sword and dragon on the opposite side, and the voice full of fighting spirit immediately resounded on the top of the West Mountain: "Fight, demon sword and dragon."

(End of this chapter)