Chapter 490: Blade of the Devil's Judgment

The old man looked at the dragon's breath coldly.

He waved his hands.

Two black daggers appeared in his hands.

When the daggers were swung, they turned into black knife flowers and quickly chopped towards the dragon's breath!

Wherever the knife flowers passed, the dragon's breath was completely split in two.

However, the old man did not stop.

His figure flashed, and he instantly turned into a residual image, and quickly attacked the frost dragon!

When the dagger was swung, it instantly broke the dragon scales on the surface of the frost dragon's body, leaving two deep blood marks!

Looking at the old man's actions, Xu Han frowned slightly.

This old guy's skills seem to be better than the old guy with the knife!

Although the strength of the frost dragon is not weak.

But facing two ninth-level peak strongmen at the same time is probably not an easy task.

He held the Nether Spirit Staff tightly.

Now we can only hope that others can rush to the top of the mountain and blow up the top of Mount Fuji!

...

Time passed by every second.

The frost dragon was already covered with wounds.

The blood was red and sticky, and the steaming dragon blood kept dripping down.

Miyamoto Musashi and Yuan Minghui didn't have many wounds on their bodies.

Yuan Minghui stared at the frost dragon, his eyes cold as a machine: "This dragon is already at the end of its strength. Just kill it and collect its body. You can create some dragon blood warriors and frost mages."

Miyamoto Musashi nodded slightly.

Yuan Minghui raised two daggers, and blood lines were slowly flowing on the black daggers.

"Shadow Splitting Sky Slash!"

He swung his hands, and the two daggers floated in the air.

Then the two daggers instantly split into thousands of clones!

The dense black and red daggers floated in the sky, like a swarm of bees, which made people's scalps numb.

"Go!"

Yuan Minghui pointed at the frost dragon and shouted sharply.

Those daggers instantly turned into afterimages, and flew towards the Frost Dragon like rain!

Chi Chi...

The sharp daggers instantly swept across the Frost Dragon's body.

The dragon scales as hard as steel were instantly drawn with blood marks under these sharp daggers!

"Roar!"

The Frost Dragon roared in pain.

The huge body retreated again and again.

It opened its mouth, and the frost breath gushed out, turning into a hard frost shield in front of him.

However, the frost shield only resisted for a moment, and was smashed to pieces by the dense rain of daggers, turning into ice chips floating down.

Miyamoto Musashi on the side also held the samurai sword tightly.

He raised the samurai sword and shouted: "Demon Judgment Blade!"

The black and purple light was instantly released from his body, sweeping towards the samurai sword madly.

The violent black and purple light covered the sky and quickly gathered behind him, turning into a huge giant hundreds of meters high!

The giant's eyes emitted scarlet light.

A terrifying breath of destruction instantly erupted from the giant, crushing in all directions!

The surrounding trees that were frozen into ice sculptures were broken one after another, turning into ice chips floating down.

The frost dragon raised its head and looked at the black giant standing tall, and its eyes were full of fear.

It could feel the terrifying pressure emanating from the black magic giant!

If the black magic giant took action, it would probably be severely injured!

The black magic giant slowly raised his palm.

The black fog surged and turned into a huge samurai sword in his hand.

The samurai sword was pitch black, and it was burning with strange black flames, making the surrounding space become illusory.

Above the sky.

Amaterasu Ryushin looked at the black magic giant and frowned slightly: "Miyamoto actually used his strongest skill, the Blade of Heavenly Demon Judgment."

Abe Haruaki smiled and shook his head and said: "I guess the frost dragon completely angered him, so he was forced to use this big move."

"In fact, with Yuan's help, it's only a matter of time to kill the frost dragon."

Amaterasu Ryushin said in a deep voice: "As long as we don't alarm the things in Mount Fuji, it doesn't matter."

Abe Haruaki wanted to say something, but his face changed, and he turned his head abruptly to look at the top of Mount Fuji, his eyes became extremely solemn.

Amaterasu Ryushin saw that Abe Haruaki's face was not right, and asked: "What's going on?"

Abe Haruaki said in doubt: "I feel that there seems to be a fluctuation of spiritual energy on the top of Mount Fuji!"

Amaterasu Ryushin frowned slightly: "How is it possible? There are heavy guards around the top of Mount Fuji, and it is impossible for anyone to get close. Are you feeling wrong?"

Abe Haruaki shook his head: "No, those auras are very weak, but they are approaching the top of the mountain! Could it be that..."

Amaterasu Ryushin instantly understood what Abe Haruaki meant.

His face suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes emitted a bright golden light.

"I didn't expect that someone else discovered something in Mount Fuji!"

"In that case, it must be solved!"

Abe Haruaki nodded.

The two instantly turned into afterimages and flew towards the top of Mount Fuji!

...

The top of Mount Fuji.

Snowflakes were flying, and the temperature was extremely cold.

Several figures were gradually moving forward in the blizzard.

These figures were Rong Mingming and others.

Lu Luo was at the end of the team. Her rosy face was frozen pale, and a thin layer of ice had formed on her body.

The temperature on the top of Mount Fuji reached dozens of degrees below zero, and even they could not stand it.

The other people were not feeling well either. Every step they took required a lot of physical strength.

They had almost exhausted all their physical strength to get here.

"How far... is it?"

Lu Luo said weakly.

Rong Mingming looked at the crater at the top and said tremblingly: "About... there are still... fifty... fifty meters... hold on... we will be there soon!"

Looking at the fifty-meter road ahead, everyone felt like it was a natural chasm.

Everyone took a difficult step and continued to move forward.

But they heard a "thump".

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

They saw Lu Luo lying quietly in the snow, as if she had fallen asleep.

"Lu Luo!"

Everyone's face suddenly changed, and they shouted out.

Dong Haoxuan gritted his teeth, walked towards Luluo, and pulled her out of the snow.

He shook Luluo's petite body vigorously and growled: "Wake up! Don't sleep! Don't sleep!"

Luluo opened her eyes with difficulty: "I... I'm too sleepy... I want to sleep for a while, you... go first..."

Before she finished speaking, her eyes slowly closed again.

Dong Haoxuan gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Luluo can't hold on..."