Five Hundred and Forty-Three. The Death of the Blood Dragon

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543. The Death of the Blood Dragon

Yan Gang's Fushen sword was in his hand, and the light of the sword unfolded, like a net of heaven and earth, endless. <

He knew that Yan Zhaoge's Beiming clone was too fast, and if he really wanted to leave, he couldn't catch up.

Although the Liuguang Gold Bug had killed Nian Chen and sent it away, it could not be sent very far. At the same time, Nian Chen was seriously injured, and with the speed of the Beiming avatar, he could catch up soon.

So now Yan Gang spreads out his sword power, in a word, delays, delays Yan Zhaoge's pursuit, and gives Nian Chen time to escape.

Time was almost up, and it was time for him to retreat.

Although Lingxi Island has a close relationship with Wan Jianchi, Wan Jianchi himself has no enmity with Yan Zhaoge.

At this moment, after seeing Yan Zhaoge's strength, Yan Gang didn't even have the intention to fight to the death with him.

Having seen Yan Zhaoge's Beiming avatar fight against Nian Chen and the others, even the people on Lingxi Island completely gave up at this moment.

Without two or more Saint Realm powerhouses besieging him, Yan Zhaoge couldn't do anything about it.

The crowd watching from afar couldn't recover for a moment.

Nian Chen, who held the holy soldier Nine Dragons in his hand, took the lead, and a group of strong men besieged, and Yan Gang held the holy soldier floating sword to suppress the formation.

Even if the other holy realm powerhouses from the Canghai Great World come, they must be handled with care.

It may be possible to retreat completely, but if you stay where you are, you will face a crushing defeat, you will die, you will flee, this shocks everyone here.

Seeing Nian Chen fleeing, Yan Zhaoge didn't seem to be in a hurry, the bone spear in the hands of the Beiming avatar swung the light of the floating sword, looked around and looked at the surrounding crowd, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more obvious.

Seeing Yan Zhaoge's appearance, Yan Gang felt puzzled.

At this moment, the crowd of onlookers in the distance suddenly became a commotion, and everyone was in an uproar.

The warriors from You Wan Jianchi couldn't hold back, approached the terrifying battlefield here, and hissed: "Master, the demonic way is assembled, my righteous way is in danger!"

Yan Gang was startled: "What's going on?"

The Wanjianchi warrior settled down, and said: "Sect Master Zhan Qihai Zhao Zhong, the evil sage Lin Qiancheng, and the holy soldier's shock box from the island of horror, first break through the gate of the blood dragon sect, and then take advantage of the situation to attack eastward. Minghai Crystal Palace, Palace Master Lin of the Crystal Palace had already left for Xingluohai, but turned back after receiving the news."

Although his Wanjian Pond was not robbed, Yan Gang couldn't help feeling tense.

Lin Shi sits in the Crystal Palace to occupy the advantage of the terrain, and may barely be able to fight two with one.

But to face Zhanlongdao, Xieshengzong and Jingling Island at the same time, it is powerless.

The Blood Dragon faction has already been seriously injured, and if the Crystal Palace falls again, Wan Jianchi will not be able to support him alone.

Yan Gang resentfully turned his head to look at Yan Zhaoge's Beiming avatar.

The Beiming avatar murmured to himself: "Zhanlongdao and Cry Island took action, as expected, Lin Qiancheng is really courageous, today is the eighth day of the lunar new year, and the day after tomorrow he will reach his weak stage, let alone the right way, Zhan Long Dao and Fright Island may take him at any time."

Noticing Yan Gang's gaze, Bei Ming's avatar said hesitantly: "Lin Qiancheng and the others didn't come here to look for me. Monks can't run away from the temple."

"It's normal for Nian Chen to worry about people like Shaluozong Feng Jingsheng and Lingxidao Guanli coming to trouble me, but if he pins his hopes on Lin Qiancheng and the others, is Lin Qiancheng as stupid as him?"

Yan Gang let out a long sigh, put away the light of his sword, and fled into the distance.

Yan Zhaoge did not obstruct this.

A big battle seems to have finally come to an end.

The people watching the battle around were a little panicked at this moment, some left in a hurry and rushed back to their own mountain gates, and some looked at Yan Zhaoge's Beiming avatar with complicated expressions.

Most of the martial artists from the Crystal Palace returned to their homeland, Dongming Sea, and a few stayed behind. Looking at Yan Zhaoge's Beiming avatar with the people from Guilingzong, it was a little hard to say, but he still said: "Please also ask Mr. Yan to recite the words of friendship. , lend a helping hand."

The three giants of the Demonic Dao came together to suppress the situation,

Even if Wan Jianchi Yangang helped, the Battle of Crystal Palace was still only five or five, and Zhengdao might even be slightly disadvantaged.

Nian Chen was severely injured, and the strength of the righteous way was damaged. Lin Qiancheng and others were free to switch battlefields and leave the Crystal Palace. Lin Shi and Yan Gang suffered even more.

People from other sects looked at Yan Zhaoge, and some felt resentful, thinking that it was Yan Zhaoge who caused internal friction in the righteous way, but at this moment they didn't dare to say anything more.

As if no one was around, Bei Ming looked up to the sky and thought for a while, then suddenly smiled: "As long as Yan Gang can go back in time, the Crystal Palace will not be in danger."

"Lin Qiancheng is a character. Such a character always seeks to maximize his interests and always wants to get more."

The others were stunned when they heard this.

"As for Nian Chen, hehe, the exciting time will come next." Beiming's avatar smiled, with a leisurely posture and no urgency.

In the distance, a ray of golden light suddenly appeared and then disappeared.

A figure fell from it, covered in blood, with silver scattered all over his head, looking in a state of embarrassment.

It was Nian Chen, who ranked third among the top ten warriors in the Canghai Great World and the number one master of the Blood Dragon Sect.

At this moment, he was like a wounded beast, coughing continuously, coughing up blood from his mouth.

Although the Liuguang Gold Bug saved his life, he still only had half his life left.

Nian Chen looked at the dragon finger cot that he finally got back in his hand with painstaking efforts, wanting to cry without tears.

Once in and out, his holy soldier Nine Dragon Finger still only had eight fingers left, and he himself only had seven fingers.

It doesn't matter if one finger is missing, it doesn't mean that he can't use the Nine Dragon Finger anymore, but he is powerless in a short time if he wants to refine the Dragon Finger Cot that he got back.

"Yan Zhaoge! Shi Jun!" Nian Chen felt as if his heart was bleeding.

At this time, someone approached, Nian Chen's heart tightened, and he relaxed again after seeing the person coming.

"Master, how are you?" Shen Shicheng came to Nian Chen, and Nian Chen waved his hands: "The little thief is powerful, and the old man is powerless to fight again. Let's go back to the mountain first, and then discuss the long-term plan..."

Before he finished speaking, Nian Chen's expression suddenly changed: "You..."

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at his chest in horror, where there was a hand with five fingers piercing his belly like a sharp knife.

Shen Shicheng looked at Nian Chen calmly: "Master, please go."

"You scoundrel!" Nian Chen was furious. Although he was seriously injured, he had the finger of Nine Dragons on his body, so he wanted to kill Shen Shicheng with all his might.

However, a red light suddenly appeared on Shen Shicheng's body, covering the two of them, and the Nine Dragon Finger immediately froze, not listening to Nian Chen's commands.

"Blood Dragon Stone?!" Nian Chen was slightly astonished, and then laughed angrily: "Okay, you really have prepared for it!"

Shen Shicheng said calmly: "Yes, otherwise how dare you do it?"

Nian Chen said coldly: "Do you think you are very smart? There are strong enemies outside and internal strife. You are trying to ruin my thousand-year foundation of the Blood Dragon Sect! Do you think you will end well?"

"Without foreign enemies, how can I kill you?" Shen Shicheng said lightly, "You think too much of yourself."

"For this faction, the Nine Dragon Finger is indispensable. As long as the Nine Dragon Finger is still there, it doesn't make much difference if you or me are missing."

Shen Shicheng's tone turned cold: "You lost a dragon glove, and you are the biggest sinner of this faction."

Nian Chen coughed out a mouthful of blood: "Why... just because of the other person's nickname of the Grand Master?"

Shen Shicheng shook his head: "As early as ten years ago, before I took over as the head, I have been looking forward to this day."

"I told myself that the sect is the most important thing. If you become a saint before I find the opportunity, then for the sake of the sect, I will let go of my hatred. Unfortunately, you are slower than me."