The Dragon Slaying Sword can cut through dragon scales and cut off dragon tendons, which is invincible.

"Dun"

Ning Xiaochuan blew up with anger, and the blade slashed Lin Zhirong's neck. A fire broke out, making a sound of metal attack.

Lin Zhirong's neck was like a vinca magic iron, and he could not even cut the dragon-slaying sword.

Just a white mark was left on his neck, without even a trace of blood.

This scene shocked many people. Could it be that Lin Zhirong has refined into an indestructible divine body?

The Dragon Slaying Sword is a forbidden weapon in the army. It can cut through all magical powers. Even cutting black iron is as easy as cutting tofu.

However, it did not cut off Lin Zhirong's skin?

Ning Xiaochuan's face changed slightly. Even if Lin Zhirong has the fourth level of the worldly realm, his body would definitely not be so strong.

No matter how powerful it is, can it be more powerful than the dragon?

The blade was still on Lin Zhirong's neck, and Lin Zhirong's face showed a disdainful sneer, "Even my Nine Life's Armor cannot be broken. Do you still have the right to fight me?"

Lin Zhirong is not because his body is so powerful that he is more powerful than the dragon, but because he is wearing a peerless leather armor - Jiusheng Wubiao Armor.

This type of leather armor is made of nine layers of civilized skins from warriors who are free from the world. The nine layers of civilized skins are refined together and turned into a piece of armor.

Nine Life Unbreakable Armor can blend with the warrior's skin, blend into the body, and form one.

It is precisely because Lin Zhirong is wearing the Nine-Shen Wubian Armor that he cannot even cut his skin by the Dragon Slaying Sword.

Unless Wu Zun takes action, even Lin Zhirong's skin will not be damaged by ordinary attacks.

"Ao"

A golden light emerged from Lin Zhirong's palm, and the mysterious energy rushed out of his body, turning into golden dragon claws, and one claw hit his chest.

This is a moment of incomparable crisis. If the golden dragon claws are touched, even if the body is not torn apart, it will suffer severe damage.

"The sun and the moon are the same"

A moon and a scorching sun flew out of Ning Xiaochuan's heart, turning into a yin and yang sun and moon chart scroll, rotating rapidly, forming a huge vortex, pulling the golden dragon claws into the vortex.

With this short delay, Ning Xiaochuan finally got the chance to take another move.

"boom"

Ning Xiaochuan condensed all the lightning power, and his palm almost turned into a thunder ball, bombarding the palm of the golden dragon claw, shattering the dragon claws.

Lin Zhirong's palm was hit, his entire arm was paralyzed, his bones were emitting pain, and the mysterious energy in his body was shaking.

Although the Dragon Slaying Sword cannot break the "Nine Lifes Not Break the Armor", the powerful attack can bombard Lin Zhirong's body through the leather armor.

He quickly stepped back, stepped on the seven-star steps, and landed ten feet away, forming a defensive posture

"The Nine Life's No Break Armor is not impossible to break. The absolute power is enough to shake you to death through a layer of leather armor.

Ning Xiaochuan put away the Dragon Sword, pressed him step by step, and used his hands to activate the Yin-Yang Sun-Moon Scroll, suppressing Lin Zhirong.

This is the ninth magical power born in Ning Xiaochuan's body. It is extremely powerful. The light of the scorching sun is very dazzling; the light of the moon is particularly cold.

Two extreme forces converge, just like the sun and moon in the dark universe rotating, with the power to shake the world.

Lin Zhirong was naturally fearless. No matter how powerful Ning Xiaochuan's magical powers were, he only had the second level of cultivation in the realm of transcendence.

The difference between two realms is the difference between heaven and earth.

Lin Zhirong once again appeared the World Treasure Wheel, condensing the virtual image of the dragon elephant, the golden-winged ghost king scorpion, the earth lizard, and the divine dragon.

When practicing this martial arts magical power, he had swallowed the blood of these four creatures and was able to use the power of these four creatures.

"Bang bang"

Two powerful magical powers were fighting each other, completely destroying Lingqi Pavilion and all the towers fell down.

"Who is this kid? He can actually fight against the young master."

"He held the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, and he was probably from the court, maybe he was from the God-Slaying Camp."

"I heard before that Miss Duanmu called him Ning Xiaochuan. Why is this name so familiar? It seems that I have heard it somewhere."

"I feel the same way, it really sounds familiar."

Ning Xiaochuan and Lin Zhirong were both very fast, and they fought out of Lingqi Pavilion, fought on Xiaoyao Peak, smashed the ancient giant trees, cut off the mountain stream, and rolled down the rocks.

A golden column of light was emitted from Lin Zhirong's body, condensing into a dragon-shaped magical power. The light collided on the cliff wall and cut off a huge cliff stone.

Ning Xiaochuan once again used the martial arts magical power of "Sun and Moon are the same as the sky". A scorching sun and a full moon floated above his head, shattering all the magical powers Lin Zhirong had produced.

The two men went from a battle of magical powers to a confrontation between their bodies, like two ferocious mysterious beasts.

They have endless power in their bodies and cannot be consumed at all.

"It's bad that Ning Xiaochuan's injuries have not yet recovered. If you fight Lin Zhirong hard, you will definitely suffer a loss." Duanmu Ling'er was a little worried.

Duanmu Ling'er raised her eyes and saw a slender white figure standing on the top of the treetops.

She wore a golden mask on her face, her long black hair looked like a tassel waterfall, and her body was flowing with dragon-shaped mysterious energy, wrapping her whole body, and mist blocked her, making her look particularly misty and mysterious.

"His Majesty, please stop them from fighting." Duanmu Ling'er said.

Now, only the saint of the Demon Sect who have the strength to stop Ning Xiaochuan and Lin Zhirong are the only ones.

The saint of the Demon Sect kept staring at the battle between them and was not planning to take action until now.

With a wave of his palm, he made a white magic trick, turning it into an ancient bridge connecting the world, and wanted to separate Ning Xiaochuan and Lin Zhirong.

"call out"

At this moment, a sword light slashed out in the darkness, cutting off the ancient bridge.

A slightly tall and thin old man walked out of the woods with disheveled hair. Above his head, a snake-shaped mysterious weapon sword was suspended.

His face was full of wrinkles, and he bowed slightly to the saint of the Demon Sect and said, "Our young master, this is avenging his wife. I hope His Highness will understand the young master's sad mood at this moment and let him kill his enemy."

The saint of the Demon Sect said coldly: "Camel, how dare you attack me?"

The old man is called "Camel". He is 89 years old. He is an elder with a strong cultivation level in Wushengdao and has extremely high prestige in the Demon Sect.

"I dare not fight with His Highness the Saint, but I just beg His Highness not to interfere with this matter." A sharp light flashed deep in the camel's pupils, and deep in my heart, I didn't have much respect for this young saint.

"Are you threatening me?" said the saint of the Demon Sect.

"I dare not just... this is indeed a family matter of Wusheng Dao. If His Highness insists on intervening, and the Taoist Lord will pursue it, we will not be able to bear the responsibility."

Camel sneered in his heart. A mere little woman who wants prestige but no prestige in the Demon Sect, and does not have achievements but no achievements. You want to suppress people?

What a joke.

How smart is the saint of the Demon Sect? How could he not hear it? Camel was carrying out the name of the Taoist Master Wusheng to suppress her, and wanted to make her retreat.

After all, she stayed in the imperial city all year round. Although she was the saint of the Demon Sect, she did not establish her own power.

In the Demon Sect, if there is no strong power, these old demons will not convince you at all.

The saint of the Demon Sect came to Jiudi Cliff and was trying to find an opportunity to establish her prestige in the Demon Sect. She was worried that she could not find a suitable candidate, but she did not expect that the camel would come to her door by herself.

When people are looking for death, they can't stop them.

"You are really domineering in the Way of Life. You dare to threaten this saint. This is the following crime, and you should be punished."

The aura of the saint of the Demon Sect became cold, and the air between heaven and earth became colder, and the temperature dropped rapidly, as if it had turned into a large ice cellar.

The moisture in the air condenses into ice crystals and merges into snowflakes.

The arms of the saint of the Demon Sect were covered with white rain of flowers, gathering into a torrent of snowflakes, slashing towards the camel.

"Since His Highness wants to ask for some martial arts, then the camel is ugly."

The Camel has a cultivation level close to the Earth Lord realm, and its combat power is comparable to that of half a Martial Master. Naturally, he would not take the little girl, the Demon Sect Saint, seriously. With a sneer, he swung the snake-shaped war sword out.

The sword energy was as thunderous as a tsunami, forming a huge snake head, emitting a bright and dazzling light.

The battle sword shattered the snowflakes, and with an extremely sharp momentum, it hit the heart of the Demon Sect Saint.

"Swish"

A white figure rushed down and fell directly to the camel. A snow-white and beautiful palm pinched the snake-shaped war sword in his hand.

Pinch the mysterious weapon and sword with your hands

Very fast speed.

The Camel's face changed slightly and he was about to withdraw his sword and retreat.

However, the snake-shaped war sword in his hand was forced to be taken away by the saint of the Demon Sect, pinched it in her hand, slashed it with one sword, cutting off one of the camel's arms, and a trickle of blood flowed out of his shoulders.

"ah"

The camel made a low scream from his mouth, staggering back, and was extremely shocked. Why is this little girl so strong?

The saint of the Demon Sect landed on the ground, pinched the snake-shaped war sword in his hand, and forced it up step by step, put the war sword on the camel's neck, cut out a crimson blood mark, and said coldly: "What is your identity? This saint is qualified to teach me how to do things?"

"I dare not... I dare..." The Camel's eyes were filled with horror, and he held back the pain on his shoulders and kept retreating.

The sword of war was placed on his neck, and the sword energy was swallowed and spitted on the sword edge, and he could cut off his head at any time.
To be continued...