Chapter 173: Good luck and bad luck

The words did not move the other side, and Li Yuanlong stopped talking.
He was on guard early in the morning and secretly prepared.
Facing the emperor's invisible sword, he punched out.
The tyrannical black dragon stretched in midair and rushed towards the emperor.
At the intersection of the ten dragons, the fist intention of this trick Qianlong also contains other subtle powers of Kowloon.
All the advantages are combined in one body, and at the same time, Qian Kunlong's fierce and fierce attack is the core.
Compared with Kowloon in the past, although there is only one layer of strength and mood, it seems to have undergone qualitative changes.
Hundreds of meters long dragons fluttered in the sky, shaking the sky.
Between the scales of the dragon scales, blossoming dragon mighty clouds emerged, while covering and protecting Li Yuanlong's body, he also surrounded Yan Mingkong, making his body like a quagmire.
Long Wei's suppression, let her power running inside, seem to suffer interference.
The majestic glory of the black dragon's pupils, the glorious light, stunning.
Li Yuanlong, who broke through to the fourteenth realm, came out of the realm of magic. Under a dragon fist, the fist will manifest the black dragon, which is more majestic and overbearing than the real Yan dragon, like a living adult dragon.
Yan Mingkong was unmoved, but nodded thoughtfully.
"The ten dragons are one, which is almost comparable to the big devil ..."
She spoke forward as if holding her right hand in the air.
Then there was a sudden cold in the air.
Time and space nearby seemed to be frozen together.
The black dragon transformed by Li Yuanlong's fist seemed to stand still in the air for a moment.
The huge black dragon was standing still in the air.
The spiritual light in his eyes disappeared for a moment.
A living true dragon seems to turn into a sculpture.
The next moment, time and space seemed to return to normal.
The black dragon's huge body also moved again and continued to rush to Yan Mingkong.
However, the spirit in the dragon's eye has not been reproduced.
The dragon yin stopped abruptly.
From the head of the dragon, it seems that there is an ice-blue light burst out.
A dragon-like dragon head, a gap appeared in the middle of the eyes.
Then, just like the small mountain peak was split from it, the head of the black dragon was also split in half!
No blood was seen on the wound.
Not because the dragon is Li Yuanlong's fist, but because the black dragon's wounds are frosty and frozen.
The frost caused the power of life to be frozen.
In Li Yuanlong's Ten Dragon King Boxing, the Emerald Dragon Boxing is good at healing wounds and recovering energy.
Other Kowloon were damaged, the Emerald Dragon Boxing will provide timely treatment and assistance.
With a strong vitality, he not only protects Li Yuanlong himself, but also protects other Kowloon boxing intentions.
But at this moment, the fist intention of the Emerald Dragon Fist disappeared in this black dragon body.
Or to be precise, it was the Emerald Dragon that was "killed" first.
Frost condenses in the black dragon's split body.
On the ice, other images of Kowloon, such as the Emerald Dragon, are reflected.
But without exception, the skull was split in half.
One sword, cut ten dragons!
All kinds of fists, all beheaded by this sword!
Until Yan Ming shot empty, even the sword was invisible.
Nether is invisible, Shenfeng drinks blood!
With the invisible ghost spirit, I want to drink the blood of the demon!
At present, the dragon is chopped, and the dragon's blood is also drunk.
Li Yuanlong's face also appeared faintly.
The invisible swordsman from top to bottom is about to kill the entire body of Heilong together with Li Yuanlong himself.
However, Li Yuanlong's expression remained calm.
"Not luck," he said. "It's your luck."
Rupture of the Black Dragon's body suddenly stopped.
The invisible Jian Feng seems to suddenly meet his own unstoppable barrier.
The ice-blue Guanghua in the emperor's eyes suddenly became dazzling.
In her vision, there was something hidden in the body of the black dragon that had been cut by herself.
That kind of Qianlong Dragon Fist is just Li Yuanlong's blind-eye method.
The black dragon's body is the killer he really used to deal with the sword of the emperor.
One, a stele.
Two quaint and mysterious characters are written on the stele.
"Jie Jian".
On this side of the Jie Jian monument, there is no strong outflow of strength, and there is no mysterious mood.
But weirdly, the emperor's fierce coldness was extremely cold, as if attacking an invincible and invincible ghost, and met this monument, but stopped her invincible pace.
The Empress's hand holding the sword even shook slightly.
She frowned.
It was not her hands that trembled, but her sword.
Her sword seemed to break free of the palm.
Interpreting the sword monument, encountering the monument to interpret the sword, the sword is suppressed by the monument.
Knowing that the sword emperor Wang Jian is not in the same heart as himself, knowing that the first Suzaku Hall in the Demon Sect could secretly surprise the world with sword techniques, even because of Wang Jian's words, when he first heard that the Emperor might also be good at kendo, Li Yuanlong was not panic because of the fact that he had Block solution sword monument!
If possible, Li Yuanlong did not want to use this hole card before.
Because from the original intention, this is what he prepared for Tao Geji, the master of the sword pavilion ...
The hole cards are known and inevitably taboo and watch out.
But for now, it doesn't matter to Li Yuanlong.
Yan Mingkong's sword came out of its sheath, and it turned out!
He dares to take it lightly, and at any time may die under the opponent's sword in the thirteenth state.
Under the action of the sword stele, Yan Mingkong finally revealed the true face of Lushan.
In the palm of a white jade, an ice-blue brilliance gradually emerged.
A three-foot-long ice sword was presented to Yan Mingkong.
At the moment of the hilt of the ice sword, there was a hint of redness, as if bleeding from the palm of Yan Mingkong's palm, which penetrated into the ice sword.
The bloodline extended inside the ice sword until the point of the sword.
From this ice sword, a misty sword air was inspired as a whole, the sword air was like the icy magic atmosphere rushing out of the gate of the ghost, killing the black dragon.
But after encountering the Jie Jianbei, it stopped and could not continue.
There is no glory on the ordinary stele, as if it were so unusual, but it is unique.
Yan Mingkong's hand became more and more stable, and the ice sword he was holding also gradually stabilized.
However, the front of the blade began to slowly break into small ice crystals, which drifted around.
"Okay, I would rather bend than bend!" While Li Yuanlong praised him, he was not slow at all.
Put your hands together immediately.
Qianquanlongquan.
A Thunder Dragon Fist.
The Black Dragon is overbearing and the offensive is still fierce.
Thunder Dragon roared, as if a serial thunderbolt burst.
Long Yinsheng does not act on the outside, but launches attacks directly against human spirits.
The Sanskrit sound of Qingliang Temple, before being broken by the demon emperor, has always had the reputation of the first sound of killing scholars in the vast land of China.
The Thunder Dragon Boxing in Kowloon King Boxing of the Daxia Dynasty is also well-known.
At the moment, Li Yuanlong was on the fourteenth stage, and then performed the Thunder Dragon Boxing, which was more grand and domineering than the Sanskrit sound of the "illness Capricorn" Mingjue master who was not injured in the past.
Thunder Dragon's eyes were flashing, as if one Thunder burst after another.
Li Yuanlong wanted to use this punch to break Yan Mingkong's defense.
Although Yan Mingkong's defense is strong, Li Yuanlong doesn't think she can have all-round dead ends like Dingtianshenjue.
From the beginning, Thunder Dragon Boxing was his killing move against Yan Mingkong.
Previously the first move of Qiankun Longquan was just bait.
It is the pavement for Jie Jianbei, which enticed Yan Mingkong to give up his sword.
After the Thunder Dragon Boxing deterred Yan Mingkong's spirit and made its defense collapse, a chain landslide collapsed before Qiankun Dragon Boxing exerted its destructive power and won with a single blow.
Yan Mingkong's eyes were bright, and he glanced at the sword monument.
As for Li Yuanlong's severe attack, he did not take it seriously.
Seeing this, Li Yuanlong suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.
Then, the next moment, I saw Yan Mingkong's other hand, suddenly a light of sword light.
A touch of blood-red sword light.
Li Yuanlong was surprised.
Yan Mingkong holds the sword in both hands, and in one hand is an ice sword that is constantly breaking and breaking.
In the other hand, it was a strange ancient sword with a length of three feet.
The blade is blood red, flashing fierce and fierce light.
Endless chills emerge from it.
Then, Yan Mingkong waved this blood sword.
This time, it was his turn in the air to stabilize the monument to Jie Jian, which suddenly shaken.
The stele, and the blood sword in the palm of Yan Mingkong, were shaking at the same time.
Then, the blood-light ancient sword flew out of Yan Mingkong's palm.
Li Yuanlong was surprised that Xie Jianbei was also out of his control.
The stele in the air fluttered up and down.
In the end, the Sword Sword Monument suppressed the blood-red ancient sword.
But this weird stele has no time to look after others.
Yan Ming's ice sword in his empty hand instantly returned to its original state.
Hot blood, circulating in the ice.
Bingjian disappeared instantly and disappeared again.
The blood was gone, and Yan Mingkong's palm was still flawless.
The door of the forest cold netherworld reopened, and the deadly cold wind of blows from it swept across this world.
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Li Yuanlong changed lightning almost when Yan Mingkong's tangible blood-red ancient sword appeared.
The strength of the opponent completely exceeded his estimation.
There is no benefit to continuing the battle.
In addition to Yan Mingkong, Chen Luoyang and Yu Wenfeng may follow at any time.
Li Yuanlong could vaguely feel that the movement of another battlefield in the distance gradually calmed down.
Chen Luoyang and his class, Hongqing, are likely to have won.
Li Yuanlong's Thunder Dragon Boxing remains unchanged, hoping to interfere and hinder Yan Mingkong.
The Qiankun Dragon Boxing immediately transformed into the Yunlong Boxing, combining the boxing method with the body method, unfolding the speed, and retreating the first time.
But between heaven and earth, time and space seemed to stagnate for a moment.
The invisible swordsman waved, and the huge thunder dragon suddenly changed his head.
The thunderous sound like a thunderbolt stopped without warning.
Yan Mingkong has a third sword.
Yunlong, who was about to vacate the air, still couldn't escape the shadowless and invisible sword in midair.
The huge dragon body was beheaded again.
Together with the sky, an ice blue sword mark was left, like a wound in the sky.
Li Yuanlong grunted, and the man fell from the air.
He endured the injury, and finally did not directly fall to the ground, and continued to escape without returning, but only staggered slowly and extremely embarrassed.
Yan Mingkong sighed softly, a pale blue appeared on his face, and remained for a long time.
She beckoned, and Xie Jianbei returned to the palm of the hand with the ancient blood red sword.
While packing things away, Yan Mingkong looked at the direction in which Li Yuanlong escaped, and felt at the same time.
The figures of Chen Luoyang and Yu Wenfeng appeared on the other side of the horizon.
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