Chapter 7272 Ancient Thunder Dragon

Self-created swordsmanship, the eternal sword.

The sword was seen moving forward, splitting the incoming boundless heavy water in half, and its momentum continued unabated as it slashed straight towards Long Yuan.

Seeing this, Long Yuan did not retreat, but took the initiative to greet the general. He laughed loudly and said: "Such a mysterious swordsmanship contains the meaning of eternity, which is rare in the world. Today I am honored to fight with you, the Heavenly Sword Saint God. I, Long Yuan, will not It’s a waste of time.”

Before the laughter fell, another shocking dragon roar sounded out of thin air, full of thunderous and domineering meaning.

I saw the blood all over Long Yuan's body, and a five-clawed thunder dragon swam out from behind. It was ten thousand feet long, exuding the meaning of thunder and an astonishing wildness, with extraordinary momentum.

"Ancient Thunder Dragon?"

Zhetian looked at Lin Chen's back and shouted at Lin Chen's back: "Lin Chen, this guy comes from the ancient thunder dragon clan in the Jiuli Star Territory. He is famous for his immeasurable divine body, domineering attack, and unparalleled defense. He is one of the many demon clans in the Jiuli Star Territory. One of the overlords.”

"The Great Desolate Star Territory has been in decline for hundreds of millions of years. I didn't expect you, a weapon spirit, to know our ancient thunder dragon clan so well."

Long Yuan unexpectedly glanced at Zhe Tian. As a genius of the ancient thunder dragon clan, he was proud of his origin.

But he quickly retracted his gaze and turned to look at Lin Chen, showing full of pride. Then he raised his right hand and turned his five fingers into claws.

"Heavy Water Dragon Claw."

The dragon kite struck the sky and the earth, and struck down with its right claw. Blessed by the source of heavy water and claws, it evolved into a dark green dragon claw and grabbed the sword of eternity.

"Clang" sound;

The Eternal Sword was grabbed by the heavy water dragon's claws. Long Yuan showed a proud smile and said the word "broken".

The eternal sword clanged, the sword light shone in all directions, and the sword tip trembled, but it did not break.

signs.

"How is that possible?"

Long Yuan's smile froze, and he immediately poured out all his blood, energy, and ancient sage's power to strengthen the heavy water dragon claws, greatly increasing its power.

clang!

The Eternal Sword kept making loud noises, and the sword body was squeezed out of shape, but it still did not break into pieces.

"Are we reading that right? In the past, Senior Brother Long Yuan's heavy water dragon claw was enough to defeat the half-step ancient saint of the same level. How come he couldn't defeat this person's swordsmanship?"

Seeing this, all the Nine Tribulations Saints who were refining the divine elixir for Xiong Biao showed expressions of disbelief.

"His swordsmanship is more than twice as powerful as the swordsmanship that defeated Junior Brother Xiong Biao." Feng Li said in a clear voice.

All the Nine Tribulations Holy Gods were silent after hearing this, and it was still difficult to accept it, because in their hearts, Long Yuan was already a half-step ancient saint, a nearly invincible favorite of heaven.

"Hmph." Long Yuan suddenly let out a cold snort, and activated the origin of the Holy Path of Thunder. The dragon-patterned brocade robes fluttered, and while hunting, thunder runes surrounded his body, exuding a domineering aura.

"Thunder Spirit Dragon Claw."

Long Yuan's eyes were filled with domineering power, and he roared loudly. The heavy water dragon claws disappeared, replaced by the azure thunder spirit dragon claws, grabbing the eternal sword.

The Eternal Sword squeaked, and several cracks appeared on the sword body, which gradually increased and showed signs of being completely shattered.

"Good claw skills."

Lin Chen sighed with admiration.

Tianle also practices claw techniques, but compared to the Long Yuan in front of him, he is far behind.

Therefore, when it comes to claw skills, Long Yuan can be called the first person Lin Chen has ever seen, which is quite extraordinary.

Unfortunately, that's all.

Lin Chen faintly said the word "kill", and the Holy Path of Killing was originally running and integrated into the Wandering Dragon Sword.

The Wandering Dragon Sword instantly turned into blood red, and the sword roared out

The sound was filled with ruthless murderous intent, dancing in the air, filled with murderous intent.

call out!

A bright red sword like blood fell from the sky, containing the intention of killing. It was the Shifang Killing Sword.

As soon as the sword moved, the killings started, and the scene of killings with corpses strewn across the field and rivers of blood emerged, which was horrifying.

Long Yuan was startled and hurriedly used the Thunder Spirit Dragon Claw to open the Eternal Sword and block it in front.

The Shifang Killing Sword slashed down, and a bright red sword mark appeared in the sky filled with thunder, spreading straight to the Thunder Spirit Dragon Claw.

Click!

The Thunder Spirit Dragon Claw was split in half, and the Shifang Killing Sword turned towards Dragon Kite like a giant killing beast.

Long Yuan's expression changed, he raised his right hand high and shouted: "Here comes the gun."

He clenched the five fingers of his right hand, and a thunder-marked divine spear emerged, driving the power of thousands of thunder and heavy water, like a divine dragon flying into the sky, to face the killing sword from all directions.

Sonorous!

The tip of the spear was against the tip of the sword, just like the awn of a needle against the awn of wheat, but there was no evenly matched situation.

With just one blow, the Thunder Pattern Dragon Spear was stabbed back and fell into Long Yuan's palm, the tip of the spear shaking.

Long Yuan snorted coldly, with a look of unruly look in his eyes. He raised the Thunder Pattern Divine Spear with both hands, stimulating the origin of the holy way of the gun. His whole aura suddenly changed, exuding a powerful aura of the gun way.

"I have the magic gun in my hand, I am invincible, the Thunder Sky Gun!"

The dragon kite roared, its momentum soared, it carried heavy water, harnessed the thunder, swung the thunder pattern divine spear, and struck the Shifang Killing Sword again.

clang!

The Shifang Killing Sword made a loud noise, swayed, and kept retreating in the direction of Lin Chen.

Seeing this, Long Yuan frowned and seemed dissatisfied, so he drove straight in, swung his gun again, and stabbed the Shifang Killing Sword.

Lin Chen smiled indifferently and turned into a sword light, blending into ten

Fang's killing sword slashed out with force.

boom!

The power of the Shifang Killing Sword surged, and the sword blade struck the thunder-patterned divine spear. The killing sword power and thunder gun power exploded, bursting out with thousands of bloody sword lights and blue gun lights.

"Impossible. The Tyrant Thunder Spear is a supreme spearmanship. It can kill half-step ancient saints. How can it be blocked by mere swordsmanship?"

Seeing that his Tyrant Thunder Spear was blocked by the Shifang Killing Sword, Long Yuan was shocked and angry. He also merged his troops into one and merged into the Tyrant Thunder Spear.

In an instant, this supreme spear technique exploded with even more powerful power, bombarding the killing swords from all directions.

"Nothing is impossible, Long Yuan, you are defeated."

Lin Chen shouted softly, and raised the power of the Shifang Killing Sword to the extreme, slashing it down like an ax chopping through Huashan Mountain.

clang!

The Tyrant Thunder Gun made a loud noise, the tip of the gun bent down, the gun body made a thunderous sound, and exploded inch by inch, blasting Long Yuan away, spurting out a large mouthful of blood.

"What? Senior Brother Long Yuan actually lost?"

All the Nine Tribulations Holy Gods were shocked, and they were all dumbfounded and at a loss.

"It turns out that he didn't use all his strength to deal with me." Seeing this, Xiong Biao smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Senior Brother Long Yuan is no match for him?"

Feng Li's expression froze, and Feng's eyebrows were furrowed. He felt incredible. He had never seen an Eight Tribulations Holy God like Lin Chen.

Suddenly, she heard Long Yuan's cry: "Junior sister Feng Li, help me."

Feng Li's eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation, then revealed a determined look. She raised her jade hand, pulled out a wind-patterned divine sword, and swept it towards Lin Chen from afar.

She is actually a sword cultivator, and her understanding of the original swordsmanship is no less than that of Lin Chen, and she is also at the second stage of perfection.

Groan!

I saw the wind-patterned divine sword sweeping towards Lin Chen, and the sword sound was like the sound of a phoenix.

With a sound, the sky was filled with flames and sword light, and it evolved into a fire phoenix, which rushed towards Lin Chen first.