Reflect the world

Chapter 427
"Wow!"

The scream of the golden-winged roc awakened Tang Xuanming from his contemplation.

He suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, and the golden-winged roc, which was originally suspended in the thousands of feet of space, suddenly landed as small as an ant.

His cry was full of resentment and hatred.

"Small and humble human race, today I will feast on your flesh and blood, and let you confess the crimes you have committed amidst wailing and pain."

Before the golden-winged roc had even landed, its powerful spiritual thoughts had already reached Tang Xuanming's mind.

Facing the menacing golden-winged roc, Tang Xuanming calmly straightened his clothes and unsheathed the long sword at his waist.

"Chong!"

The vigorous sword energy soared into the sky, tearing apart the void.

Clang!
Unexpectedly, this sword did not pierce the golden-winged roc, and suddenly a black tortoise appeared beside Tang Xuanming, and the tortoise shell hit the side of Tang Xuanming's sword.

Zheng!
The spiritual long sword wailed, and an invisible crack appeared on the blade.

Under the impact of Tang Xuanming's vast Qi and blood and the terrifying tortoise shell, the long sword could no longer support it.

boom!
Tang Xuanming stretched out his left palm and collided with a huge tortoise claw. The void seemed to tremble. A tortoise with a height of one person stood up and was hit by Tang Xuanming until it rolled like a wheel. open.

"Xuanwu?"

Tang Xuanming whispered something, his eyes were a little puzzled.

That tortoise didn't know how many years it had lived, and the tortoise shell on its back even condensed a gossip-like pattern. It looked like an extremely powerful strange beast.

brush!
Tang Xuanming turned his body slightly, and the golden-winged roc, which was rushing down with rapid impact, passed him by. The incomparable impact force tore a huge crack in the ground.

Tang Xuanming seemed to have eyes behind his back, and his backhand was a sword.

The powerful sword energy pierced the ground into a bottomless black hole, but the golden-winged roc dodged it at a high speed, and did not really touch the giant bird.

Boo!
Amidst the shrill screaming sound, the golden-winged roc flew into the sky at an extremely fast speed, making it clear that it would not collide head-on with Tang Xuanming.

The advantage of air supremacy was brought into full play to the limit.

"You are indeed strong."

A slightly gloomy voice sounded behind Tang Xuanming. Tang Xuanming turned around slowly, not caring at all that there was a resentful golden-winged roc staring at him above his head.

Standing on two hind legs, the tortoise, which stands more than one foot tall, looks a little weird and ridiculous.

But its imposing manner is as serious as a mountain, one leg is in front and the other is behind, and the muscles of the two thick forelimbs are swollen. If it weren't for his tortoise-like appearance, Tang Xuanming would have thought that he had returned to the Pi tribe and saw the hunter team captain.

"What kind of turtle are you?"

Tang Xuanming was a little curious about the race of the tortoise, but what Tang Xuanming didn't expect was that the tortoise flew into a rage after hearing his words.

"You are the lowly tortoise, and I am the underdog."

"Overlord?!"

Tang Xuanming blinked his eyes, looked at the unique gossip pattern on the top of the tortoise shell, and realized a little bit, he smiled and said: "I don't know what level of blood is the underlord? I heard that you are a dragon?"

"Inferior human beings, you are not worthy of mentioning the name of the supreme bloodline of our family. For an inferior race like you, mentioning their names is an insult to them."

A long trident appeared in Baxia's hand, and he stared at Tang Xuanming coldly, his words were full of contempt and disdain.

But he was not in a hurry to attack Tang Xuanming. Its front paws were concealed behind its back, still trembling uncontrollably, and black blood flowed from the tips of the claws.

Just now, it suffered a lot of injuries when it collided with the human it despised, and it was at a disadvantage when it collided head-on with a human.

"Your blood is noble? Why can't I see it? What I see from you is more beastly and ignorant. If this is what you call a higher race, then I don't agree."

Tang Xuanming spoke slowly, but Baxia's irritated body trembled slightly, and two streams of white air came out heavily from his nostrils.

However, Tang Xuanming still didn't think it was enough. Looking at Ba Xia's face flushed with anger, he said calmly: "I think it's very good for a high-level race like you to use it for stewing soup. It's a very high-level ingredient. It should be a great supplement to you." .”

"Damn you!"

Ba Xia couldn't bear it any longer, the trident in his hand danced, and the sound of surging waves could be heard vaguely between the sky and the earth. As the trident approached, Tang Xuanming seemed to see an endless sea surging in front of him.

Clang!
The long sword in his hand vibrated, and Tang Xuanming did not retreat half a step.

On the long sword, the sword energy violently pierced Baxia's eyes the size of mung beans.

boom!
The long sword and the trident crossed, and the small cracks that were all over the place almost expanded, and then shattered into pieces all over the sky amid Baxia's ferocious smile.

"I want you to die! Break the sea!"

Ba Xia's face was ferocious, and the trident was about to pierce through the chest of the human race in front of him.

when!
Tang Xuanming, whose long sword was shattered, didn't see the slightest panic, dragons roared in his heart, and the phantom of a real dragon disappeared into his left hand in an instant. On the mountain, you can't move.

Opposite it, countless fragments flying in the void flew back as if they were spiritual, and recondensed into a long sword. The boiling sword energy did not weaken, but became more violent.

Under Ba Xia's astonished gaze, a sword pierced his chest.

"Do you think you can't stab you to death without a sword?"

Tang Xuanming smiled slightly, and said these words calmly.

According to his thinking, at this time he should turn around calmly, ignoring Ba Xia's unbelievable gaze, and the sound of Ba Xia falling to the ground sounded behind him.

When it's over, brush your clothes and leave, leaving no credit or fame.

But before Tang Xuanming put it into practice, Baxia laughed wildly.

It said to Tang Xuanming with contempt: "Stupid and weak human beings, do you think my body bones will be as fragile as a piece of paper like the human race?"

Ba Xia proudly straightened his chest, and the spiritual sword that had been condensed by Tang Xuanming fell to the ground with a crash, leaving no trace on the white tortoise shell on Ba Xia's chest.

Tang Xuanming's face was a little bit surprised, Baxia's defense was indeed a bit unexpected, his sword could already pierce the silver-backed demon ape, but it could only leave behind Baxia's tortoise shell. a white spot.

Killing the enemy gracefully and retreating after success is not an option, Tang Xuanming's originally handsome face froze for a moment.

After Baxia felt that he would not be hurt, he sarcastically mercilessly.

"I've seen a lot of Mr. Pianpian like you. It's just a joke to me that painting a tiger is not an anti-dog."

(End of this chapter)