Wuxia: The Identity of My Dragon Head Has Been Exposed

Looking at the figure of Dugu seeking defeat, standing on the ground.

Pupils filled with fighting intent.

Contrary to him.

The lonely party on the side sees this.

The old face was full of shock and astonishment.

In the depths of his eyes, there was a trace of fear unconsciously.

fear!

Great horror!

It's not like everything in the world!

......

Just when the two were thinking differently.

Thunder Dragon didn't even cry out.

It was broken open by the sword glow.

Leaving only a mass of black awns, it quickly rushed to the eyebrows of Dugu seeking defeat!

to this.

Dugu Qiuqiu didn't panic at all.

Let the black man do it.

Wait for it to drill into the eyebrows.

The whole person sat cross-legged in the void and slowly closed his eyes.

It's astonishing.

It's not time for a stick of incense.

Dugu seeks defeat and breaks free from the test of inner demons.

A terrifyingly terrifying "Linglong" ⑧5⑥⒈0⒐782 breath, centered on him, quickly spread in all directions.

fast.

Not to mention being alone.

Even the Dugu Sword who has experienced this disaster.

At this moment, I can't help but be a little dumbfounded.

He didn't even know how many of his beards were cut off!

On his face, in addition to being shocked, he was still shocked.

So that the whole person is a little numb.

He stared at him blankly, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Recalling the desire to die when he crossed the heart demon test.

Suddenly there were tears.

People are more mad than people.

The ancients never lied to me!

"Thank you!"

He let out a sigh of relief.

Dugu Qiufei adjusted his mood and clenched his fists at him.

deep under the eyes.

There is also a trace of hidden joy.

Speak the truth.

He didn't even think about it himself.

He would break through the shackles so easily and reach the supreme mythical realm that he longed for for a long time.

Even now it seems.

There is also an unreal feeling.

because.

Everything went so smoothly.

It went so smoothly that it felt a little dreamy!

"It's okay, this is your chance, and the old man just pushed the boat along the way."

Dugu Jian shook his head.

It is not because of the shot just now that it is self-defeating.

talking.

He turned around and looked at him eagerly.

"Gestures and gestures?"

"That's what it means!" Dugu Qiufei nodded.

The voice just fell.

The two looked at each other.

They pointed at each other as swords and charged towards each other.

It's jaw-dropping.

They obviously don't have swords in their hands.

Not even a branch.

But every fight.

There will be several or dozens of white long swords.

Powerful.

Even if it is a weapon of God, it is not too much, and even more than that!

"Sword Twelve!"

"Good come!"

Although there is no opening.

But after the competition for a while, the cultivation base.

The two tacitly abandoned the cultivation base.

Start to compete with swordsmanship.

in a blink.

With a burst of clashing sounds.

The two fought dozens of tricks.

That endless sword move.

It came suddenly, and went away.

Like an antelope hanging its horns, there is no trace to be found.

Another example is that the Milky Way hangs upside down, and the splendor is mixed with terrifying murderous intentions.

The Dugu side, who was watching the battle from a distance, was dazzled and shocked.

"Sword Twenty-two!"

"Broken Sword Style!"

boom!

boom!

boom!

Even if the true essence is not transferred.

But as the sword moves of the two became more and more fierce.

There was a burst of sonic booms in the void.

Wave after wave of terrifying air waves, extremely terrifying!

"I lost!"

As the dust settles.

The two sides closed their hands in unison and said in unison.

The words just came out.

The two were stunned.

He looked at each other in astonishment.

They all smiled.

Seeing the Dugu side's face, the two-zhang monk was puzzled.

Not sure who they lost and who won.

In fact.

What he didn't know was.

Both of them are right.

On cultivation.

Dugu Sword crushed Dugu Qiu, who had just entered the realm of mythology.

And on swordsmanship.

The sword twenty-two that Dugujian has always been proud of.

In the end, he was defeated by the broken sword style of Dugu seeking defeat.

therefore.

Both lost.

But neither lost.

It's best to say a tie!

"I haven't asked yet..."

A hint of admiration flashed across his face, and Dugujian smiled faintly.

Perhaps it is the sympathy between the masters.

We just met for the first time.

And also had a fight.

But they were not hostile at all.

On the contrary, the tone of the conversation was like meeting an old friend.

The Dugu party beside Zhiling was stunned, with question marks all over his forehead.

what's the situation?

Shouldn't the sword be drawn at this time, why should you start directly?

Why doesn't it smell like gunpowder?