"What?"

Nie Ping's complexion changed slightly.

He originally thought that this young man's cultivation was shallow and he was just an ordinary person who could be destroyed easily.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the young man suddenly opened his mouth, and a white light burst out, like a white sword!

The sword is sharp!

Contains sword intent!

It is especially superior to the Taoist skills of the upper level of Taoyin!

It was actually three points more powerful than the crossbow arrows fired from the five crossbow beds!

But it's still not enough to kill him!

"break!"

Nie Ping's eyes were cold and he stretched out his hand a little.

This seemingly sharp and sharp sword light.

Suddenly he pointed it out!

Then he raised his hand again and wanted to kill Zhuang Ming again!

Zhuang Ming raised his head, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Nie Ping's heart suddenly shivered.

Puff!

The protective magic surrounding the body is easily broken!

His back suddenly hurt!

It felt like I had been chopped several times!

He opened his mouth, and a shadow enveloped him.

——

"I never thought about killing you with this sword, nor did I think about using this sword to protect myself. I just stopped you for a moment."

Zhuang Ming let out a long breath, feeling empty and weak inside his body.

All the energy that had been accumulated for many days burst out.

The atrium is completely empty.

Only 70% of the true energy in the Dantian is left.

He fired this sword just to delay it for a while.

Sure enough, even if he harbors the sword intention of Bai Shengjun from the Gathering Holy Mountain.

But after all, the true energy is too weak, the Tao is too shallow, and the accumulation time is not long enough.

Although this sword is powerful, it is still unable to harm the real person Jin Dan.

It can only slow down the opponent's attack.

With just such a delay, the outcome was decided.

——

"Asshole..."

Nie Ping lowered his head.

The dragon's claw pinched him.

And the claw tips pierced through his internal organs.

The dragon's divine power and sharp dragon claws easily tore apart his mana and penetrated his body.

His eyes were full of unwillingness.

He was originally high-spirited and traveled around the world. The reason why he came here was just to subdue a mount, not to die.

And this dragon is indeed as expected, it has just become a great demon and is lower than itself.

But why did he end up here and lose his life?

"Higher cultivation means stronger strength."

Zhuang Ming said calmly: "Strength is the key to victory or defeat, not the only one."

The level of cultivation is not the same as the level of combat power.

In the world of martial arts, being strong does not mean being invincible.

Strength, skill, movement, timing, location, etc., can all be the factors that determine victory or defeat.

Unless the difference in cultivation level is too big, causing one strength to drop ten levels.

But at the same level, although Nie Ping's cultivation level is higher than that of Jiao Long, it is not enough to suppress the ten guilds with one force.

Nie Ping, a Jindan master who has been practicing for more than a hundred years, is indeed powerful and can display all his abilities, but after all, he is not as meticulous as Zhuang Mingyun's Jiaolong, who can calculate all the powers and use them carefully.

Go to every beneficial aspect and make the most of it.

This is not because Nie Ping is too stupid, but as a cultivator, he is focused on cultivating the path and only seeks breakthroughs in cultivation, rather than focusing on the application of fighting skills.

After all, when he spends time studying the method of fighting, he can use his magic power to its fullest... Perhaps the energy and time spent in this process will be enough for him to further his cultivation, so that he can break the magic with force and become stronger.

.

"I...are not convinced..."

Nie Ping opened his mouth, but blood could not stop pouring out.

He was unwilling to give in. Although his cultivation level was not equal to his combat power, the dragon was indeed not inferior to him due to its strong body. However, he used his heart-fire-burning Dao **, which was stronger and could have suppressed it, thereby killing him.

Dragon's.

But from the beginning, he was unknowingly poisoned. Although the poison was too weak for him, he could refine the poison in an instant. However, during the refinement, he was injured by the dragon and lost his ability.

The machine is at a disadvantage.

Then came the general trend of Feng Shui, which was almost like a formation assisting.

Then came five more mundane crossbow beds, constantly harassing!

He is higher than the dragon.

But it failed because of these three.

Poison, Feng Shui, crossbow arrows.

These three are all mundane external forces, and they are not considered in the eyes of this real person who is higher than the world.

However, in a situation where they were evenly matched and evenly matched, this trivial external force became the last straw that overwhelmed him, allowing Jiaolong to defeat him.

If it weren't for external forces, how could he have been defeated?

How could he lose based on his ability alone?

Poof!

The dragon clawed harder and harder, and the tip of the claw penetrated him completely.

Zhuang Ming looked calm and said: "External force is also force, just like your magic weapon. As long as you can borrow the force and turn it into your own use, it is your ability. Why don't you accept it?"

Nie Ping's eyes gradually dimmed.

Being able to borrow strength is a skill.

If this dragon was just a monster in the mountains, it wouldn't have the wisdom to rely on it.

But it can use the power of mortals to cooperate with this crippled young man, which shows that it has extremely high intelligence, far higher than ordinary big demons.

Spiritual wisdom** is also its ability.

What else are you dissatisfied with?

It's just... I'm still not willing to accept it after all.

The real man who was about to surrender his mount was killed. He just sighed softly and his breath gradually became low.

At this moment, a blazing light burst out of his eyes.

Even if it means death, it cannot be so humiliating!

Just when he was running the golden elixir!

A sudden emptiness!

Nie Ping raised his head, opened his mouth, and his pupils were blurry.

The golden elixir has been taken out from his Dantian by the dragon's claws.

——
To be continued...