Chapter 167: The Eternal Story of Slaying the Dragon in Xihe River, Kun Dao Arrives on a Moonlit Night
Just as the Wanren Divine Sword was about to cut off the dragon's head, the dragon suddenly spit out a dragon ball and hit Li Daoxuan on the head.
clang!
There was actually a crisp sound of metal and iron.
Li Daoxuan took several steps back and nearly broke the General Bridge. He was hit by the dragon ball and saw stars.
The dragon was even more surprised. The full force of its dragon ball was enough to smash an iron mountain into mud, but when it hit Li Daoxuan's head, it was like hitting a golden bell.
However, the Jiaolong is an old monster that has lived for thousands of years and has mastered the timing. Instead of running away, it seized the opportunity and pounced on Li Daoxuan.
Boom!
Several bolts of lightning fell from the sky and struck Li Daoxuan, causing him to feel pain and numbness all over.
This is the dragon driving the thunder.
It suddenly jumped out of the water, and its body swelled up in the wind. Its body, which was already a hundred feet long, grew dozens of feet longer.
The huge dragon body wrapped around Li Daoxuan and then rolled into the water.
It wants to fight to the death with the opponent under the water where it is best!
Li Daoxuan was careless for a moment and fell into the water. His whole body was submerged by the river, causing the earth to shake violently.
"Disciple!"
Zhang Qianyang was watching worriedly from the bridge.
The waves were surging and the rain was pouring down.
At this moment, the Xihe River has become turbid, with countless mud and sand rolling like an earth dragon turning over.
Broken dragon scales floated out one by one, and dragon roars and roars could be heard from the bottom of the water from time to time.
whoosh!
A ray of golden light shot out from the bottom of the water, rushed straight into the sky, and passed by the General Bridge.
Boom!
The thousand-year-old bridge was instantly cut in half, with rocks falling like rain into the river.
Zhang Qianyang was flying in the air, watching the movements at the bottom of the river, his eyes filled with worry.
After an unknown amount of time, a huge figure rushed out from the bottom of the water. It was a dragon!
The dragon soared into the sky, flying hundreds of feet high, and made a dragon roar that shook the earth.
Zhang Qianyang felt a chill in his heart. Did his apprentice fail?
Boom!
A loud thunder struck, illuminating the darkness. Then a tall and mighty figure like a demon stood on the dragon's head, holding a huge sword in both hands and stabbing it down fiercely!
The dragon fell into the water again.
The Xihe River slowly fell into calm. After an unknown amount of time, the water gradually turned red and even became as hot .
Crash!
A figure walked out of the water, bathed in dragon blood, with long hair disheveled and tattered Taoist robes, revealing bronze muscles like fine iron.
The eye between his eyebrows was brighter than the moon in the sky. In one hand he held a bloody sword and in the other he held an unconscious woman.
In the river behind him, a huge headless dragon corpse was floating. The dragon's belly was cut open alive, with a huge sword mark.
At this time, Li Daoxuan had returned to his normal size. He also had many scars on his body, and the blood on his clothes was not only from the dragon, but also from his own.
If it weren't for the magical power of Fa Tian Xiang Di, which made his body as strong as gold and his vitality comparable to that of a dragon, he would probably have died in the bloody battle just now.
Li Daoxuan ignored his injuries. He mobilized his remaining magic power and injected it into the green rope on his wrist.
The green rope glowed with light, and a figure floated out, like a goddess from the Moon Palace, otherworldly and peerless.
She looked at the dragon corpse in the river, her eyes rippling slightly.
"My lady, please save her!"
Li Daoxuan said to her.
Lady in green looked at the unconscious Chen Ziyu and frowned slightly when she saw her soul dissipating bit by bit.
"My lady, you are a ghost fairy, there must be a way, right?"
The Qingyi Lady sighed and said, "There is indeed a way, but I want to take her back to the Qingming Realm."
Li Daoxuan breathed a sigh of relief and said happily, "Thank you, my lady!"
The lady in green shook her head and looked at Li Daoxuan with her cold and clear eyes.
"My clone was originally used to save your life. I could only do it for you once, and you used it like this. Don't you regret it?"
Li Daoxuan resolutely said: "No regrets, please save her, Madam!"
The lady in green stared at him for a long moment, then nodded slightly and said, "In this case, I will fulfill your wish."
After saying that, she waved her sleeves and collected Chen Ziyu's soul into her sleeves. Then she took a step with her lotus steps, and a scene of blue sky appeared in front of her. She disappeared into it and disappeared.
The bracelet made of black hair also disappeared.
Li Daoxuan staggered and almost fell down.
Fortunately, Zhang Qianyang supported him in time.
Li Daoxuan looked at the blood at the corner of his master's mouth and couldn't help but laugh: "Master, we can be considered to have survived a disaster."
Zhang Qianyang glared at him unhappily and said, "Are you stupid, you little brat? My sect has so many magical spells, why do you have to fight a dragon in a physical fight?"
"Even if you are the reincarnation of Erlang Zhenjun, and you have opened your celestial eye and learned how to control the heavens and the earth, you haven't achieved sainthood in your flesh yet. If something goes wrong, wouldn't all your cultivation in this life be wasted?"
A warm feeling surged in Li Daoxuan's heart.
It seems that the master is scolding me, but in fact he is caring about me and giving me advice.
There are other masters in Taoism who practice the magical powers of controlling the heavens and the earth, but few of them personally engage in close combat with the enemy.
Even if you really need to get close, you can scatter beans to make soldiers and cut grass to make horses. In short, don't stand under a dangerous wall unless it is absolutely necessary.
This is the experience Zhang Qianyang has accumulated over many years of fighting.
"Let's not talk about anything else. Even if you win the fight, you might lose hair and flesh if you get close to them. If someone secretly takes it away and then uses witchcraft to curse you, won't you be at the mercy of others?"
Hearing his master's words, Li Daoxuan's heart trembled. This was something he had not expected.
No wonder in mythology, there are many gods who can control the laws of nature, but only a few of them can actually be used in battle.
"Yes, Master, I will teach you!"
Li Daoxuan said gratefully.
Zhang Qianyang patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "But you have shown great power this time. Although you have the help of pure Yang Qi, you can be famous for killing the dragon. I am afraid that it won't be long before your story will spread in this world."
The dragon slaying in Xihe was destined to become a legend, passed down through word of mouth by the people of Longyou County and passed down to later generations.
After a pause, a bit of loss appeared in Zhang Qianyang's eyes again. He looked at Xihe, and he seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.
"It's a pity for Crazy Sword."
Li Daoxuan patted the Wanren Divine Sword.
The next moment, the magic sword flew into the water and brought Xu Qingxuan's body a moment later.
The body was intact, with only a deep sword scar on the heart.
"Master, luckily the Wanren Divine Sword protected Xu Jianxian's body, so it was not swallowed by the dragon."
Li Daoxuan looked at the old man with gray hair and respect rose in his heart.
In fact, what Xu Jianxian did also had some subtle influence on him. The words "I am the descendant of Tianshi Xu Xun" kept echoing in his ears.
If one day, Li Daoxuan can achieve immortality, he wouldn't mind bringing some benefits to the people of the world and making this world more lovely.
"Crazy Sword, you've been working hard all your life, now you can finally take a break."
Zhang Qianyang walked forward and wanted to pick up his old friend's body.
However, his old injuries were causing him to cough up blood repeatedly. The blood was mixed with a powerful sword intent, which was the sword intent of the Sanwu Zhanxie Cixiong Sword.
“Master!”
Li Daoxuan stepped forward to support his master and found that this time his master was seriously injured. It seemed that 90% of his energy and spirit were consumed in an instant, and he looked extremely old.
Zhang Qianyang was carefree and easy-going. He smiled faintly and said, "It's an old problem. It will go away after some treatment. It's not a big deal."
The sword wound penetrated deep into his soul and tormented him for decades, like a heavy shackle that firmly trapped his edge.
In fact, he felt very guilty. If he was still in the Yangshen realm, how could he watch his old friend die and his disciple in danger today?
Li Daoxuan frowned and wanted to ask his master if there was any way to heal the sword wound caused by the Sanwuzhanxie Cixiong Sword.
But at this moment, the Wanren Divine Sword in his hand suddenly trembled, as if reminding him.
"No, someone is coming!"
Li Daoxuan looked up suddenly and found a green boat slowly approaching on the Xihe River, floating in the wind.
On the boat stood a female Taoist. She was dressed in a snow-white robe, a jade lotus crown on her head, a dot of cinnabar on her brow, and a whisk in her slender wrist. Her facial features were beautiful but not gaudy, and fresh and natural.
It is like the bright moon in the mountains and the clear spring in the forest, with a transcendent aura that makes people forget the worldly affairs when they look at it.
Li Daoxuan opened his third eye between his eyebrows and looked at her.
The next moment, his body shook, and he could hardly believe his own eyes.
"How... is this possible?"
In the eyes of heaven, this woman was surrounded by fairy light, with dragons and phoenixes surrounding her, and immortals and Buddhas protecting her. The stars were eclipsed and the bright moon was dimmed.
But if she closed her third eye, she would return to her original nature, with her aura flawless. She was just like a leisurely traveler who accidentally entered the Xihe River while boating on a moonlit night, without any flaws visible.
"Master, this person is very advanced, be careful, he may have bad intentions!"
Li Daoxuan quickly warned.
But he found that his master was motionless.
"Master?"
Li Daoxuan turned his head and found that his master was stiff, his eyes were blank, and his emotions were very complicated.
Even the master's hands were shaking slightly.
