Chapter 67 Winning
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Jiang Da Wen
Chapter 67 Winning
"Bai Yuan, die!" Yu Xiaogang's roar sounded from the top of the mountain and echoed in this wilderness.
The three Contra education committees turned their heads and watched a golden holy dragon emerge from the raging fire, and Bai Yuan walked away with a sword, with a little disbelief in their eyes.
But without giving them a chance to think too much, Bai Yuan grabbed ten pieces of yellow paper out of thin air.
"What it is?"
Doubts arose in the hearts of the three at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, they didn't feel any fluctuations in their soul power, and Bai Yuan casually threw out the yellow papers.
"Boom!"
Thunderstorms appeared between the sky and the earth, and the dazzling light dimmed the sun, blinding everyone's eyes.
"Bai Yuan! Come face to face if you have the ability! Hiding and hiding, relying on external force, what a man!" Yu Xiaogang roared angrily looking at Bai Yuan in the distant sky.
The golden holy dragon, or the pseudo-golden holy dragon, shook its wings suddenly, barely breaking free from the thunder surrounding it, but even so, the bright scales on its body became much dimmer, and even many places were still charred black.
Bai Yuan smiled and said: "I rely on external forces? I spent time drawing those things, but you old man obviously borrowed the strength of those two people, yet shamelessly thought it was your own strength."
Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly, and at the same time, the golden light all over the body of the pseudo-golden dragon suddenly returned to its previous brilliance, and turned its body in the air.
"Farting like thunder, thundering the sky and cracking the earth." What the master drank was exactly the soul skill that belonged to the original Sanpao.
It's just that under the effect of the golden iron triangle and the martial soul fusion skill golden holy dragon, this originally weak soul skill has undergone a qualitative change.
A thick golden mist spewed out from under the tail of the pseudo-golden holy dragon, condensed into a ball of rays in mid-air, and rushed straight to Baiyuan.
Bai Yuan felt disgusted when he saw it, ten Kamifeng Talismans appeared in his hands, and immediately ignited without fire.
A huge tornado of hundreds of meters appeared out of thin air, and scattered the golden rays formed by farts.
Bai Yuan didn't want to continue the fight with Yu Xiaogang, he laughed mockingly: "Yu Xiaogang, I'm actually really curious, why did Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong fall in love with you, who didn't practice at all? Talented waste."
Yu Xiaogang heard the words, as if his scars had been uncovered, his eyes were red, he looked up to the sky and roared angrily: "Bai Yuan! Who do you call a waste?"
Seeing the effect of the ridicule, Bai Yuan backed away and said with a soft laugh: "Who knows exactly who is a trash, but whoever knows, just doesn't know that people like you have the face to say that there are no trash martial souls in the world, only trash soul masters." , your useless martial spirit prevents you from reaching level [-], don't you even have any self-knowledge?"
Yu Xiaogang was furious immediately, he hurriedly controlled the pseudo-golden holy dragon, the huge golden wings set off gusts of wind, crashing into Baiyuan like a meteorite.
"Good time!" Bai Yuan didn't take out the talisman paper anymore, instead he made seals with his hands, and a formation was drawn out of thin air.
As an intermediate formation mage, after the few confrontations just now, it was enough for him to use his own spiritual power to arrange a top-level formation.
"Mysterious Ice Formation!"
Dozens of hundreds of sharp diamond-shaped ice spears appeared in mid-air, and then smashed down suddenly with a cold air enough to freeze the soul saint of the seven rings.
Such an attack would basically not cause any harm to the pseudo-golden dragon who was close to the Title Douluo.
But this attack was not aimed at the fake golden holy dragon, and this formation did not cover the fake golden holy dragon, but Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong, and Flender.
The overwhelming and sharp ice spears fell straight down one after another, and the pseudo-golden holy dragon that had already moved away had no possibility of returning to defense.
"Bang bang bang!"
One by one ice spears suddenly hit the golden light on the three people's surfaces, and then shattered, but every time an ice spear was broken, the golden light on the three people's surfaces would dim a bit.
Followed by the dim, there is also the aura of the pseudo-golden holy dragon who rushed straight towards Bai Yuan without the slightest intention of defending himself.
"You still want to replace me when you can't protect yourself?" Bai Yuan sneered disdainfully, and the pitch-black dragon scale sword flew into his hand, and a supreme aura belonging to the dragon clan burst out from it.
It was a ray of breath belonging to the Silver Dragon King, so it was accompanied by a terrifying dead breath that even ordinary gods could not eliminate.
The huge body of the pseudo-golden holy dragon trembled, and the whole dragon was not under Yu Xiaogang's control at all, and came to a sudden stop.
Bai Yuan raised his sword and dropped it.
A black light flashed in mid-air, and the aura of the pseudo-golden holy dragon, whose breath was only at the level of the soul sage, slipped down, and its huge body quickly turned into countless particles shining with golden light, dissipating in the sky and the earth.
With Emperor Xue Ye beside him, the three Contras who had run away were a little confused, they were still at a disadvantage a moment ago, how could they say a few words, and instantly give each other a second?
Bai Yuan didn't pay attention to the reactions of the three people in the distance, he stepped on the void, and there seemed to be an invisible staircase below.
Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong, and Flender did not die, but now they are all seriously injured and lying on the ground.
Bai Yuan set foot on the mountain again, pointing at Yu Xiaogang with a long sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "It seems that not only your martial soul is useless, but your mind is still at the level of a child. Weaknesses exposed."
Yu Xiaogang was furious, put his hands on the ground, and wanted to get up, but he spit out a mouthful of blood again with a "poof".
"Xiao Gang!" Liu Erlong got up, the physical fitness of the soul saint was still far superior to that of the great soul master, even if he was seriously injured, he could still barely move.
"I...I'm fine." Yu Xiaogang, who was brought over by Liu Erlong, shook his head to avoid passing out.
Bai Yuan chuckled lightly and said: "Yu Xiaogang, I don't have any grudges against these two. How about this, you cut yourself off here, and I let Liu Erlong and Flender go, how about it?"
The three of them were taken aback, the anger in Yu Xiaogang's eyes dissipated a bit, and he asked: "Is this true?"
Liu Erlong interrupted: "Our golden iron triangle, either live together or die together!"
Flender: ...
But after hesitating for a while, Flender glanced at Liu Erlong's figure, stood up slowly and said, "We, the golden iron triangle, either live together or die together!"
Bai Yuan ignored the two, just looked at Yu Xiaogang with a smile, and asked, "I don't know what you want?"
Yu Xiaogang circulated his soul power, raised his hand to slap himself on the chest, and understood his last voice, but Liu Erlong grabbed his hand.
Liu Erlong looked into Yu Xiaogang's eyes and said: "I don't allow you to sacrifice yourself for us to live. We don't want to live together, but to die together! Xiaogang, I'll go first!"
Liu Erlong circulated his soul power first, shattered the heart in his body with one palm, and then he died here, and fell down in front of Yu Xiaogang like a gossamer.
"Xiao Gang, I hope... I hope that we will not... have no blood relationship in the next life." Liu Erlong closed his eyes at the moment when he disappeared with his last breath.
(End of this chapter)
"Bai Yuan, die!" Yu Xiaogang's roar sounded from the top of the mountain and echoed in this wilderness.
The three Contra education committees turned their heads and watched a golden holy dragon emerge from the raging fire, and Bai Yuan walked away with a sword, with a little disbelief in their eyes.
But without giving them a chance to think too much, Bai Yuan grabbed ten pieces of yellow paper out of thin air.
"What it is?"
Doubts arose in the hearts of the three at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, they didn't feel any fluctuations in their soul power, and Bai Yuan casually threw out the yellow papers.
"Boom!"
Thunderstorms appeared between the sky and the earth, and the dazzling light dimmed the sun, blinding everyone's eyes.
"Bai Yuan! Come face to face if you have the ability! Hiding and hiding, relying on external force, what a man!" Yu Xiaogang roared angrily looking at Bai Yuan in the distant sky.
The golden holy dragon, or the pseudo-golden holy dragon, shook its wings suddenly, barely breaking free from the thunder surrounding it, but even so, the bright scales on its body became much dimmer, and even many places were still charred black.
Bai Yuan smiled and said: "I rely on external forces? I spent time drawing those things, but you old man obviously borrowed the strength of those two people, yet shamelessly thought it was your own strength."
Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly, and at the same time, the golden light all over the body of the pseudo-golden dragon suddenly returned to its previous brilliance, and turned its body in the air.
"Farting like thunder, thundering the sky and cracking the earth." What the master drank was exactly the soul skill that belonged to the original Sanpao.
It's just that under the effect of the golden iron triangle and the martial soul fusion skill golden holy dragon, this originally weak soul skill has undergone a qualitative change.
A thick golden mist spewed out from under the tail of the pseudo-golden holy dragon, condensed into a ball of rays in mid-air, and rushed straight to Baiyuan.
Bai Yuan felt disgusted when he saw it, ten Kamifeng Talismans appeared in his hands, and immediately ignited without fire.
A huge tornado of hundreds of meters appeared out of thin air, and scattered the golden rays formed by farts.
Bai Yuan didn't want to continue the fight with Yu Xiaogang, he laughed mockingly: "Yu Xiaogang, I'm actually really curious, why did Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong fall in love with you, who didn't practice at all? Talented waste."
Yu Xiaogang heard the words, as if his scars had been uncovered, his eyes were red, he looked up to the sky and roared angrily: "Bai Yuan! Who do you call a waste?"
Seeing the effect of the ridicule, Bai Yuan backed away and said with a soft laugh: "Who knows exactly who is a trash, but whoever knows, just doesn't know that people like you have the face to say that there are no trash martial souls in the world, only trash soul masters." , your useless martial spirit prevents you from reaching level [-], don't you even have any self-knowledge?"
Yu Xiaogang was furious immediately, he hurriedly controlled the pseudo-golden holy dragon, the huge golden wings set off gusts of wind, crashing into Baiyuan like a meteorite.
"Good time!" Bai Yuan didn't take out the talisman paper anymore, instead he made seals with his hands, and a formation was drawn out of thin air.
As an intermediate formation mage, after the few confrontations just now, it was enough for him to use his own spiritual power to arrange a top-level formation.
"Mysterious Ice Formation!"
Dozens of hundreds of sharp diamond-shaped ice spears appeared in mid-air, and then smashed down suddenly with a cold air enough to freeze the soul saint of the seven rings.
Such an attack would basically not cause any harm to the pseudo-golden dragon who was close to the Title Douluo.
But this attack was not aimed at the fake golden holy dragon, and this formation did not cover the fake golden holy dragon, but Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong, and Flender.
The overwhelming and sharp ice spears fell straight down one after another, and the pseudo-golden holy dragon that had already moved away had no possibility of returning to defense.
"Bang bang bang!"
One by one ice spears suddenly hit the golden light on the three people's surfaces, and then shattered, but every time an ice spear was broken, the golden light on the three people's surfaces would dim a bit.
Followed by the dim, there is also the aura of the pseudo-golden holy dragon who rushed straight towards Bai Yuan without the slightest intention of defending himself.
"You still want to replace me when you can't protect yourself?" Bai Yuan sneered disdainfully, and the pitch-black dragon scale sword flew into his hand, and a supreme aura belonging to the dragon clan burst out from it.
It was a ray of breath belonging to the Silver Dragon King, so it was accompanied by a terrifying dead breath that even ordinary gods could not eliminate.
The huge body of the pseudo-golden holy dragon trembled, and the whole dragon was not under Yu Xiaogang's control at all, and came to a sudden stop.
Bai Yuan raised his sword and dropped it.
A black light flashed in mid-air, and the aura of the pseudo-golden holy dragon, whose breath was only at the level of the soul sage, slipped down, and its huge body quickly turned into countless particles shining with golden light, dissipating in the sky and the earth.
With Emperor Xue Ye beside him, the three Contras who had run away were a little confused, they were still at a disadvantage a moment ago, how could they say a few words, and instantly give each other a second?
Bai Yuan didn't pay attention to the reactions of the three people in the distance, he stepped on the void, and there seemed to be an invisible staircase below.
Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong, and Flender did not die, but now they are all seriously injured and lying on the ground.
Bai Yuan set foot on the mountain again, pointing at Yu Xiaogang with a long sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "It seems that not only your martial soul is useless, but your mind is still at the level of a child. Weaknesses exposed."
Yu Xiaogang was furious, put his hands on the ground, and wanted to get up, but he spit out a mouthful of blood again with a "poof".
"Xiao Gang!" Liu Erlong got up, the physical fitness of the soul saint was still far superior to that of the great soul master, even if he was seriously injured, he could still barely move.
"I...I'm fine." Yu Xiaogang, who was brought over by Liu Erlong, shook his head to avoid passing out.
Bai Yuan chuckled lightly and said: "Yu Xiaogang, I don't have any grudges against these two. How about this, you cut yourself off here, and I let Liu Erlong and Flender go, how about it?"
The three of them were taken aback, the anger in Yu Xiaogang's eyes dissipated a bit, and he asked: "Is this true?"
Liu Erlong interrupted: "Our golden iron triangle, either live together or die together!"
Flender: ...
But after hesitating for a while, Flender glanced at Liu Erlong's figure, stood up slowly and said, "We, the golden iron triangle, either live together or die together!"
Bai Yuan ignored the two, just looked at Yu Xiaogang with a smile, and asked, "I don't know what you want?"
Yu Xiaogang circulated his soul power, raised his hand to slap himself on the chest, and understood his last voice, but Liu Erlong grabbed his hand.
Liu Erlong looked into Yu Xiaogang's eyes and said: "I don't allow you to sacrifice yourself for us to live. We don't want to live together, but to die together! Xiaogang, I'll go first!"
Liu Erlong circulated his soul power first, shattered the heart in his body with one palm, and then he died here, and fell down in front of Yu Xiaogang like a gossamer.
"Xiao Gang, I hope... I hope that we will not... have no blood relationship in the next life." Liu Erlong closed his eyes at the moment when he disappeared with his last breath.
(End of this chapter)
