Roaming through the world of Doraemon

Only when you see the short sword slicing through the sky, cutting around the swamp dragon, the blade scraping against its scales with a screeching sound, and occasionally a muffled thud, do you see the short sword pierce through the scales and into the flesh.

"Rule the people with your sword!"

Ye Ming had only heard of this level of swordsmanship, but had never seen it before. Seeing Jian Xiu being affectionate with the swamp dragon, he was wide-eyed with astonishment.

The essence of fencing is not to make the sword a puppet of the spirit, but to cultivate the spirit of the sword, to display a more mysterious and cunning approach than human strength, and to seize opportunities to win in unconventional ways.

Chapter 84 Bombard Them

Ye Ming listened to the spring rain and said that even at Linjiang Pavilion, very few disciples had ever reached this level.

Therefore, the current Xiujian is by no means unknown. These alchemists, who usually meditate and neglect the struggle against the law, should not be underestimated.

Because the greatest characteristic of Danshi is its abundance, possessing a large amount of spiritual energy, one can freely purchase magical weapons and spiritual beasts, attracting powerful followers.

The Swamp Dragon, which usually slept deep in the mud, was awakened today by a few insects. It fiercely tore these invading insects to pieces.

Teacher Dan is different from ordinary mortals; he is very powerful. Coupled with the desperate efforts of his followers, it is difficult to consider the first and last swamp dragons.

Swamp Dragons are ferocious beasts that have existed for thousands of years. If you receive a call from the Demon Family, you can reach the level of a demon lord in one fell swoop. However, it grows up in the wilderness, alongside wild animals, developing its instinct to hunt. But it is uncivilized, does not practice Taoist laws, and its methods are really limited.

The fighting that is erupting in the middle of the swamp is becoming increasingly intense.

The cinnabar stones worked diligently, bursting forth with all sorts of precious light, rainbows, earth-shattering explosions, crisscrossing shadows, and magical weapons flying about.

Most of Gao Sijun's eight followers were dead, leaving only the three strongest to fight the water dragon.

He held a glass lamp in his hand, from which appeared a large blue halo on the steering wheel, swaying slightly, sometimes contracting, sometimes expanding, and occasionally emitting a few blue sparks.

Blue sparks kept falling on the dragon in the swamp, burning the huge monster in agony, its eyes filled with fierce, menacing light.

If the water dragon retaliates angrily, the Gomai will stand aside, with three followers in front of him, casting various spells to bombard them.

Even if Dan attacks with all his might, he will fall onto Swamp Dragon Mountain's body as if he were being held by his boots.

Among his many followers, the young swordsman is sharp and can temporarily hold off the swamp dragon.

The remaining followers and Dan Shi, when faced with the bites and tail of the Swamp Dragon, even had difficulty protecting themselves, and would be killed under its claws if they paid the slightest attention.

When Ye Ming arrived, the battle had become a stalemate. The swamp gas dragon impatiently shot out, stirring up black mud that splashed everywhere. The turbid waves disappeared, but it did not kill many Dan Shi.

The Dan Shi led by Gao Sijun showed a difficult trend of fighting on the brink of defeat. If you want to retreat, this hundred-mile swamp is the territory of a water dragon. You may die or be injured 70 or 80 percent of your troops while trying to escape.

Gao Sijun made full use of the glass, continuously sprinkling blue flames and burning marsh gas to avoid the surroundings. His eyes swept across the area, and he saw Ye Ming slowly approaching. ?

“Lucky young man, he’s not dead yet!” Gao Sijun sighed inwardly.

Since the beginning, nearly ten Dan Shi have died or been injured, and the number of monsters and followers is several times that number, most of whom are the strengths of the refinery, but the monk Ye Ming is still alive.

"Boss Gao, I'll be there!" Ye Ming shouted from afar.

The ascetic was still alive, and Jianxiu's followers were all very strong, blocking many fatal attacks for him. Seeing Ye Ming arrive, they were jealous of his luck and sneered, "If you come over, you'll be smashed into mincemeat by the monster in less than a round."

Chapter 85 Colorful

Gao Sijun sighed and said loudly, "Young Master Zhu Dan, you're watching, don't get involved, it's dangerous here."

Finally, he showed kindness, knowing that Ye Ming's strength meant he would be cannon fodder on the battlefield, sacrificing his life in vain, which would be of no use.

Ye Ming walked very fast and rushed into the battlefield.

Gao Sijun instinctively called out to one of his followers. "The wind has changed. Pick him up and don't let him get too close to the battlefield."

The wind had just shifted, and the flyfly's followers were on the edge. Although he heard his displeasure, he still waved his hand, blowing the wind into a rope, gently shaking 077, wrapping it around Ye Ming's wrist, and lifting him high into the air.

Ye Ming stood with his feet on an object, but the wind blew out from the wind deflector beneath his feet, lifting him into the air.

"Thank you, senior!"

Ye Ming could see that the ability to change the wind direction in real time was a skill that only a master could master, and the magic of the One-Handed Wind System was both captivating and easy to use.

Feng Bian instructed Ye Ming, "You stay here, don't move, and don't leave the area of ​​the windshield."

Ye Ming suddenly said, "My ex, I have the red potion, I can surrender to the monster."

The wind shifted to the lower part and said, "Let's take a look first."

It turns out that among these alchemists, many were skilled at refining poison pills. Seeing the ferocity of the swamp dragon, they waited patiently for an opportunity to inject poison pills and kill it.

However, the swamp dragon's body is enormous, and the poison from the elixir is like a drop in a bucket—completely useless against it.

Colorful poison pills fell into the water dragon's mouth like rain.

The water dragon did not refuse to swallow the poison pills one by one, and then moved freely without being affected at all.

"Don't waste the pills. This monster hides in the mud all day, accumulating a thousand years of filth within its body. It can decompose and filth everything. Is it impossible for any poison to work?"

Gomez slammed his fist on the ground, signaling the Danes to stop.

Danshi (agfh) exchanged a glance; that water dragon was too thorny.

The wind shifted towards Ye Ming. "Master Zhu Dan, do you understand now?"

Ye Mingchao's Gao Sijun shook his head and shouted, "Boss Gao, I've taken a sleeping pill. The medicine can turn this monster over."

Gao Sijun shook his head after hearing this. "If it doesn't work, you'll lose at least tens of thousands of catties of dormant pills if you want to defeat this swamp dragon."

"I have!"

Ye Ming originally had all the medicinal herbs in front of Broken Bone Mountain, and he wanted to refine countless sleeping pills, at least several hundred tons.

After speaking, Ye Ming waved his hand, and countless black dots fell into the sky like hailstones. The dense, rain-like cinnabar enveloped the entire body of the swamp dragon.

Of these drugs, less than 30% ended up in the water dragon's mouth.

The water dragon ate the sleeping Dan, shook its head a few times, and then continued attacking the Danes.

Gao Sijun created a circle of fire, walked to the top of the swamp dragon, restrained the monster, and then said to Ye Ming, "Go!"

Ye Ming waved his hand again, and surprisingly used the method of collecting pills to connect the pills into a line, which flew away towards the large water dragon.

The biogas dragon is not afraid of anything. Even if it is molten iron or a ten-thousand-ton copper ball, if it falls into its belly, it will be corroded and decomposed by the foul gas and eventually turn into feces.

Ye Ming stepped out of the sleeping pill. The swamp dragon refused to swallow it, and a gust of wind covered the pill, causing the thin thread to arrive even faster.

Chapter 86 Dissatisfaction

Ye Ming was only worried that the water dragon wouldn't take the pills, not that it would take more. Seeing that the sleeping pills continued to flow without entering the swamp dragon's body, he simply turned on the supply.

At first there was only a thin line, but eventually, like a waterfall, it poured into the mouth of the water dragon.

As the water dragon ate more and more, it suddenly noticed that its movements were gradually slowing down, its eyelids were drooping, and it seemed to be falling asleep again.

Although it was a wild animal, it knew it couldn't possibly fall asleep now. A powerful enemy stood by. If it closed its eyes to sleep, it feared it would never wake up in this lifetime.

"What happened?!"

The swamp dragon suddenly realized that Dan's medicine was indeed strange and had an effect on him. He immediately shut his mouth and stopped swallowing the sleeping Dan. Ye Ming threw the medicine into his chin, splattering it everywhere. Ye Ming was now free; the sleeping Dan didn't want money, and a lot of money ended up in the swamp dragon's mouth.

Other elixirs are painful to the touch, while sleeping elixirs are widely spread. They all have hands, but very few are delicate sleeping elixirs.

The reason is that the sleep pill has limited effects, only making people and animals drowsy. Besides having no other uses, it also uses many precious medicinal materials, which can be described as high investment and low return.

Therefore, most Dan teachers do not practice sleeping pills. If you want to use a highly poisonous enemy, wouldn't it be better to refine some highly poisonous pills?

However, the various poisonous gas pills fired earlier had no effect on the swamp gas dragon; it was Ye Ming's Sleeping Pill that did the trick. Everyone was a little dissatisfied with the gas.

Gao Sijun could see that, in terms of efficacy, Ye Ming's Sleep Pill might not be more potent than the poison pills of other pill teachers, but it did induce more drowsiness than the pills of other pill teachers.

From the moment he started, Ye Ming had been squandering the pills scattered in his sleep, weighing a ton. Even with the wealth of Gao Nian's remaining ashes, he couldn't bear such extravagance.

Gao Sijun is a farsighted man. He could tell at a glance that Ye Ming was wealthy. He was definitely not Li Gang's son. He probably came from a certain family and school.

Tens of thousands of sleeping pills continued to slumber, and the swamp gas dragon head became dizzy. Its claws and tail whip, which were originally as fast as lightning, gradually slowed down, and the threat to Teacher Dan was greatly reduced.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jianxiu shot a shot, the dagger in his hand shooting out a dazzling light, diagonally stabbing into the back of the swamp dragon behind him.

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Marsh Dragon felt a chill on the back of his head as he lay beside his massive body, splashing up black waves thousands of feet deep, and narrowly avoided the sword.

However, this sword light was the result of that young sword fighting with all its might; even if it failed, it would not return without blood.

With a crisp sound, white light fell, the swamp dragon's tail was cut off, and its dirty blood, like springtime, stained the black water ink red.

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The intense pain stimulated the water dragon, and the dizziness subsided slightly. He even regained some of his senses, opened his eyes, looked around, and rubbed the large blue fireball into his mouth.

Even though the swamp dragon had been nurturing the foul gas for a thousand years, it dared not swallow the blue fire into its belly. It knew that the fire was fierce, and that if it did not wait for the foul gas to kill the blue fire, its mouth and esophagus would be burned to pieces.

As a result, the swamp dragon's chest and abdomen bulged, and a stream of gray grime shot out like a long arrow, striking the blue flames.

The blue flames burned fiercely, releasing foul gases, but these foul gases were unusual; they split open seven or eight tentacles, coiling around the blue fireball.

Chapter 87 Pushed aside

Gao Siwen raised the lamp, put down the blue fireball, forcing the water dragon to deal with it with all its might, and then signaled to its three followers to join the siege.

The wind changed, stretching out its arms and condensing into a 100-foot-long transparent wind gun, surrounded by the wind, emitting a roar that tore apart hearts and burst lungs.

The wind gun bypassed the filthy air arrows and collided with the swamp dragon's forehead, shattering seven or eight large scales one by one in the water tank, before piercing the water dragon's "077" left eye and spitting out a stream of foul-smelling blood.

The water dragon was in pain, and the sleeping pill's potency was greatly reduced. It raised its right claw with lightning speed and struck out.

The wind has changed its hand from long ago, so the wind force is intertwined all over the body, and the figure moves erratically, guarding against the swamp dragon's hatred and revenge.

The swamp dragon, with only one fleshy claw, instantly caught the trace of the wind change, the gale chilling its entire body.

The wind grew cold, and I knew there was no way to escape.

The water dragon is powerful, but whenever it is attacked and struck, there is always death and silence.