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Chapter 118 Zhang Yuanzhu: I’m coming! (3000)

'clever!'

Zhang Yuanzhu admired in his heart.

As long as the Yixing Dao Sect deduce, the result will be inevitable.
Sure!

As the words fell, all the disciples turned their gazes to the three people from Yixing Daomai, their eyes filled with expectation.

The handsome young man in a Taoist robe looked deeply at the woman in armor.

The hand extended, and an emerald green tortoise shell emerged.

Immediately afterwards, the tortoise shell trembled violently, green light burst out, and a Bagua formation diagram slowly emerged.

After a few breaths, the turtle shell regained its composure.

The handsome young man smiled slightly under everyone's expectant gaze.

"The Xuanshui Jiaolong will die, and we will have nothing to worry about."

boom!
At this moment, the fighting spirit was rekindled in everyone's eyes, and the magic power in their dantian was no longer retained, but all poured into the formation.

The crumbling formation calmed down again.

The dragon's pupils were cold as it stared at every human being.

for sure!
We must kill them all.

In the mind that does not have much wisdom, there is a deep hatred engraved. Every time the water of the Yellow Spring falls and every time the scales melt, this hatred becomes deeper.

boom! boom! Bang~
He kept crashing into the formation, not caring even if he was covered in blood.

A cup of tea!

A stick of incense!!
One hour!!!
Click!Click!
Cracks appeared on the Yellow Springs Rotten Bone Formation, and a trace of despair appeared on the faces of many disciples.

Before I could think about it any more.

Boom!

The entire formation broke apart with a loud bang, the light curtain turned into a sky full of stars, and the surging Yellow Spring water also dissipated.

One figure after another fell backwards, coughing up blood and retreating.

“Run! Run!!”

"The deduction of Yixing Dao Meridian made a mistake, let's run."

"Leave, all the junior brothers and sisters go first."

Someone reacted and ran away without looking back.

Some people let their junior sisters and brothers run first, and they themselves stayed behind to cover their retreat.

Some people collapsed to the ground, cursing Yixing and Yushou Daomai.

Everyone was in a panic, and everyone felt a chilling murderous intent.

Especially when he saw the dragon walking out from the bright sky, the despair in his heart became even greater.

Can they really escape?
Until, a slender figure in a blood-red Taoist robe came forward step by step against the flow of people.

The man's hands hung naturally, his black hair was flying, and his double pupils were as bright as the sun, and there seemed to be flames burning in them.

The fighting spirit soared into the sky.

At this moment, all the fleeing people and all the frightened disciples stopped.

They should have continued to flee. Someone was obviously willing to be a fool and drag the dragon. They should have escaped faster.

But they all stopped.

Can he win?

The armored woman of the Biluo lineage stumbled to her feet and stared blankly at the figure walking forward.

"Senior sister, senior brother...he didn't run away."

"He should be the safest person."

Pinkie Pie murmured, her hands clenched, her beautiful eyes filled with all kinds of emotions.

She first realized what it meant to be incredibly talented, which was not only talent and ability, but also courage.

Whether it is the Biluo lineage or the Zhuoyang lineage, or even the many disciples, what they think.

Zhang Yuanzhu didn't care.

He only knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to personally kill a dragon that had been weakened to the extreme.

The techniques and swordsmanship he created will advance a lot, and may even completely complete a stage.

As for danger, he has never taken a single step back since he embarked on the path of cultivation.

As he took a step forward, a red-gold light rose from his body, burning, condensing, and compressing like a raging flame.

The face began to blur, and the blood-red Nuo mask gradually appeared on the face.

Deep in the soul, [Characteristics]: coercion, brute force, and sharpness, burst out simultaneously.

At this moment, a fire dragon appeared between heaven and earth.

Brutal and explosive.

The rolling air waves mixed with flames swept away one figure after another.

Zhang Yuanzhu opened his arms, bent his knees slightly, and exerted force suddenly.

In an instant, it had crossed the sky, dragging the remaining flames, and headed straight towards the Xuanshui Dragon.

Roar!Roar!
The giant beast under the light seemed to have sensed something.

A pair of cold vertical pupils and claws with a cold metallic glow suddenly stretched forward to meet the red-gold figure.

Rumble!
The deafening roar resounded throughout the heavens and the earth.

One was red gold, the other was dark black. The ground beneath the two dragons crumbled into pieces, and vast clouds of dust rose up, which were then blown away by the gusts of air generated by the collision.

war!
The red-gold claws were like five heavenly swords, slashing upwards.

The Xuanshui Flood Dragon used its free claws to press down directly.

Boom boom boom!
Violent roars sounded one after another.

After facing five claws in a row, the red-gold scales were shattered to pieces, and even his arms were covered in blood.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were cold, he raised his fist forward and roared to the sky.

"If that's all you have, I'll kill you today."

Rings of fire enveloped his body, emitting lines as he charged forward.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanzhu did not hold back at all and attacked with all his strength.

The fist pointed forward, and various spells burst out from the body to fight back against the dragon.

Roar! Roar! Boom!
The roar of beasts accompanied by roars continued to sound.

After a brief test, both the man and the dragon began to fight with all their might, without holding back at all.

The fists are bright, the spells are dazzling, and the dragon claws are powerful.

In less than a few breaths, the man and the dragon had fought a hundred times.

The fire ring shattered and was regenerated, the red-gold scales were smashed again and again, and the chest of the Black Water Dragon was also pierced by the fist.

One man and one dragon fought to the point of madness.

From time to time, blood rose up and splashed on the ground
But no living creature was willing to retreat even a little.

Such a tragic scene, such a horrifying scene, made all the disciples tremble with fear and at a loss, they could only stare blankly at the fight between the man and the dragon.

"He stopped the dragon. What should we do?"

"He's only at the fourth level of Qi training. How can he be so strong?"

"I seem to have seen the rise of a peerless genius, as dazzling as Ye Zhenchuan."

"Brother Zhang, can you win?"

One man and one dragon kept fighting.

Hundred moves!

Thousands of moves!

Thousands of moves!
Zhang Yuanzhu's body was covered with scars, and blood kept flowing down, but his eyes were unusually bright.

After continuously using spells, he felt that the Golden Sun Pattern Technique had reached its limit and was about to enter a new level.

But he stopped the transformation of his magic.

Deep in the black and white double pupils, a hint of green emerged, instantly infecting the eyes.

The rich vitality is almost overflowing from the eyes.

Rays of green light emerged from the wound, the muscles began to move, the blood flow stopped, and the injury healed at an extremely fast speed.

In less than a few breaths, Zhang Yuanzhu had recovered to his peak condition.

Seeing such a scene, not only the disciples who were watching, but even the fighting dragons paused for a moment.

Roar!
The dragon's claws, which had been striking continuously, began to weaken, and the beast's body, which had never retreated, retreated for the first time.

Zhang Yuanzhu had a cold expression on his face. He raised his fist and thrust it forward. Various spells burst out as he thought about it, streaking across the sky with rays of light.

He took a step forward, one step at a time.

Blood splattered from his body from time to time, but his pace did not slow down at all.

The dragon roared and tried its best to strike back, but it could not move forward and instead kept retreating.

The sound of its roar gradually added a hint of fear.

"It's almost over!"

Listening to the roar, Zhang Yuanzhu whispered in his heart.

Whether it is a human or a monster, if it is afraid and retreats, its claws or fists will inevitably hesitate.

"Let me see you off for the last time."

Zhang Yuanzhu shouted.

He could have used his Green Jade Spirit Eyes to wear down the dragon.

But he doesn't want to!
One punch!
Zhang Yuanzhu stood on the earth, as if the center of everything. With a sway of his body, a rolling wave of air was created.

He steps, he punches!
The punch is as sharp as a knife!

It is impossible to describe the brilliance of this punch.

The magic spells contained in it turned into the most essential light, pushing the fist forward.

It is like the first ray of light that breaks through the darkness, carrying with it the determination and will to cut through everything.

This was never just a punch, but a summary of the principles and magic he had comprehended since practicing.

If you punch, the dragon will die!
In an instant, the fist light hit the dragon's claw.

Bang!
Blood splattered and the claws exploded.

The fist light passed through the blood and submerged the dragon.

At this moment, all the roars, all the struggles, and all the shocks turned into silence.

Only the unparalleled fist light became the only one.

boom!
The dragon's head fell off, and its huge, strong body collapsed with a loud bang.

Zhang Yuanzhu slowly walked up to the dragon beast and stood with his fists clenched.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the vertical pupils that contained unwillingness.

"A good opponent."

Turn around!

Face many disciples directly.

All the disciples, regardless of their strength, lowered their heads unconsciously, not daring to look directly into the man's eyes.

The dragon that could kill them all was killed just like that.

Until now, they have been in a dream and their hearts are full of confusion.

Until the gentle voice reached everyone's ears.

"The technique of deducing the Yixing Dao meridians is indeed quite good!"

All the disciples looked up and saw the figure with a bloodstained Taoist robe and a knife in his hand.

The other person's face was stained with blood, his Taoist robe was torn, his hair was sticky and blood red, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

But just standing there, there is an indescribable charm.

Afterwards, the disciples reflected on his whisper.

"The Yixing lineage had already deduced this scenario."

"In this situation, do you dare to admit that you are from the Yixing lineage?"

All kinds of thoughts emerged in the minds of the disciples.

The person standing in front of them was not Zhang Yuanzhu who had fought to exhaustion, but a strong man who had recovered from his injuries and could slaughter them all.

If you are not satisfied or say something wrong, Yixing Daomai, can you escape?
In the crowd, the three people from the Yixing Dao School had different expressions, and they had long lost the arrogance of Dao School disciples.

A handsome young man walked out.

Bow and salute!
"Brother Dao, what you just said is just to boost morale and stabilize people's hearts."

"Your Excellency is quite frank."

Zhang Yuanzhu laughed, stretched out his hand and waved it gently.

The huge dragon head disappeared directly to the ground.

Everyone looked as usual, without any change.

At this moment, everyone no longer had much thought about the remains of the dragon.

It is a blessing to be able to leave alive.

At this moment, Lu Qingyuan walked out of the crowd and gently stroked the golden monkey on his shoulder.

"Brother Dao is mighty."

"This time, killing the dragon made the greatest contribution, whether it was luring it or making the final move to secure the victory."

"Enough to allocate most of the dragon's body."

Zhang Yuanzhu's pupils were deep and the azure light slowly dissipated.

There was no promise or rejection.

(End of this chapter)