Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons Chapter 80

Chapter 80 Killing the Dragon

No one expected that Shen Yi would be the first to take action.

He held the sword tightly with both hands, and the black light on the sword quickly faded, turning into a breathtaking darkness.

This is the first full-strength attack after entering the Yuye Realm.

The Greedy Wolf Zhuxie, who has reached the state of transformation, shows unprecedented sharpness with the blessing of the majestic realm.

The Yi Dao slashed down suddenly, without the loud force of the previous sword. It was silent and just the purest sharpness.

Chaolong was already on guard when he was angry, but he really couldn't be wary of such a sword technique.

Until the black blade approached, a gust of cold air rushed from the soles of its feet to the top of its head. It looked frightened, put its soles on the ground, and struck the blade with its scaly elbows.

 Contact the blade head-on with your body!

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  There was no sound of cutting meat, nor was there any sound of metal clashing.

I saw that the scales on the dragon's arms were all standing up, as if they were covered with arc-shaped sharp blades.

The instrument knife failed to touch its skin, but scraped off a layer of scales.

With this moment of reaction time, the dragon suddenly turned around and saw that the broad cloth was lifted up, and a thick and powerful tail was thrown out, as if it was made of fine steel and thick iron, and it slapped the young man's arm hard.

 Facing the killer move that the monster has hidden in advance.

 Shen Yi's eyes were cold, and his perfect sword skills were freely retracted.

 In a breath, he slashed out again.

Just when it was about to touch, the steel-hard tail suddenly became soft and flexible. The fierce force just now was just an illusion to confuse the enemy. It didn't compete with Yi Dao at all, and directly wrapped around Shen Yi's arm.

 The next moment, the scales on the tail also stood up.

 Just one turn revealed three murderous intentions.

The satin sleeve robe was torn and stained a little dark red.

The dragon's face is not good-looking. It has scales that have been cultivated for thousands of years. It looks like they are just scales growing on its body, but in fact it has been refined into a treasured armor that integrates offense and defense.

 It is the cherished thing on which it depends for its survival.

However, after just one encounter, dozens of pieces were cut off by the strange black knife, and I was already crying in my heart.

 There is nothing that can be compared to a little flesh wound on the other side.

The dragon's eyes flashed with evil, and he used his strength again, trying to take this opportunity to crush the young man's entire arm at once.

At this moment, it suddenly discovered that Shen Yi opened his palm and tightly grasped his tail with his five fingers.

“You are a warrior, how dare you compete with me?”

 Taolong noticed the other party's intention, and felt both amused and annoyed at the same time.

If a martial artist can rely on his physical body to fight head-on with the monsters born in the world, there will be no need to think about any martial arts skills.

This thought has not subsided.

 The next moment, everything in its field of vision suddenly turned upside down.

Shen Yi grabbed the crocodile's tail, swung it directly into the air, and smashed it out without any hindrance!

　　Bang!

The dragon rolled out, its rough claws sinking into the stone ground like rakes.

 Shaked his flat head, his bulging eyes were a little dazed.

 Immediately, as if he had realized something, he raised his head with excitement on his face.

I thought that the other party had accidentally refined a trace of the blood in the Jiao Dan, but I didn't expect... oh... unexpectedly, it was absorbed so perfectly!

"Roar!"

It has scarlet eyes and leans down to roar.

Such an exciting sharp and harsh sound also attracted the attention of the people on the other side.

 At the moment Shen Yi made his move.

 Twenty or so Golden Eagle Captains reacted quickly and threw out the chains in their hands, trapping Elder Nu Jian in them.

The so-called demon-suppressing formation is not purely martial arts. In addition to the techniques, it is mainly about the material of the chain, which can greatly effectively hinder the movement of the breath.

 The prerequisite is that...it can be locked.

The formation that should have been occupied by Zhao Kanglin was now replaced by Hong Lei. The cooperation is extremely unfamiliar, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are fighting independently.

The situation is almost the same for the captains of the outer camp. They are not used to joining forces to strangle. What's more, they are all temporarily transferred from the subordinates of different generals. They have only been running in for a few days, and they don't even know what their colleagues around them are good at.

In this case, a group of first-level warriors simply cannot join in, and there is even a risk of being a disservice.

 Due to many factors, the elder holding a five-foot long sword was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Fortunately, Hong Lei has a solid foundation. Although he doesn't know how to cooperate with the demon-suppressing formation, at least he knows that the old man is afraid of those chains. With this advantage, he can barely parry in a short time.

The opponent obviously used a secret technique to stay strong, burn his vitality, and briefly return to his peak. Even the secret technique could not be fully achieved, and his whole body momentum was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As long as you can delay three more sticks of incense...you don't need to do anything yourself, the other party will be dead.

I just don't know how many people will die in these three pillars of incense.

There is a more important point, that is, the demon with perfect jade liquid state behind him. No matter how strong Shen Yi is, how long can he stop it?

The silver-haired old man swung his sword at will, and Hong Lei was able to avoid it, but Hong Lei could not avoid it, but the Golden Eagle Captain holding the chain could not avoid it. He could not just watch the formation be broken so easily. , can only bite the bullet and take it hard.

Countless poisonous hidden weapons and arrows were shot at him.

 The elder did not hide at all, letting the things penetrate his skin, and then patted them away.

  Lethal toxins have no deterrent effect on a dying person.

Even not as much as the roar of the dragon caught his attention.

 The elder turned around and looked.

I saw that the demon's blue shirt was in pieces. It was obvious that he had been beaten to arouse his ferocity. Even the earth was trembling slightly as he ran.

Opposite him, Shen Yi slowly put away his sword.

"Um?"

 Doubts appeared in the elder's cloudy eyes.

From his point of view, this young man has a long life and is far from exhausted, so why should he put away the sword and not use it?

 Following this, Shen Yi responded to his confusion with actions.

 With the palm of your hand raised slightly.

In the quiet night, a strange scarlet color suddenly appeared, and the evil spirit filled the air, as if the place was reflected into a purgatory.

 The elder clenched the sword in his hand, and Gujing Wubo's mood finally wavered.

He has seen a similar scene before. It was a method used by Qingzhou General Soldier when he was young. It was called Sihe Zhengang and became famous throughout Qingzhou.

Five unique skills, it is said that mastering one of them can dominate the same environment.

But even for the commander-in-chief at that time, the Gang Qi was not as dense as the one in front of him. There was no such bone-chilling ferocity, and there was no such scarlet evil feeling.

It was hard for him to imagine how he would feel if he was under such **** rain.

 “Ouch!”

The strong rain poured down, and each one fell accurately on the dragon.

The thousand-year-old demon from Yangchun River was actually knocked back continuously at this moment. The enchanting flames on its body burned its most cherished treasure armor wantonly, drowning it almost instantly.

 There was only a heart-shaking wail left in the scene.

At this moment, the young man standing with his hands hanging suddenly looked towards this place.

 Then raise your palm again.

Elder Wrath Sword looked up at the dots of scarlet appearing above his head, ready to go.

 His cloudy eyes became darker and darker.

The palm of the hand lost its strength, and the five-foot long sword hit the ground smoothly, making a crisp sound of "dang".

 It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that everything is meaningless.

Under such a strong atmosphere, the three sticks of incense that I had saved up for many days seemed a little redundant.

I failed. I originally wanted to write 200,000 words before it was published, but my mind was numb. Next time, try to break through 10,000 per day.

　　　Broken, Chapter 75 was posted by mistake, the draft version before revision was posted! Already reposted.

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