"Brother Lu, how are you?" Shen Luo hurriedly stepped forward, helped Lu Huaming up, and asked with concern.
"I'm fine, I just consumed too much power. You should catch up with it. You must not let this evil dragon escape. Otherwise, I don't know how many innocent people will die in Chang 'an City." Lu Huaming's face was as pale as paper. He struggled to open his eyes and entrusted.
As he spoke, he slapped the Dragon-slaying Sword in his hand into Shen Luo's hand.
Shen Luo heard this, hesitated for a moment, and clenched the hilt in his hand. He nodded and said,
"Don't worry, leave it to me. Be careful."
After that, Shen Luo held the long sword in his hand, took out two Divine Armored Horse Talismans and stuck them on his legs.
The talisman on his legs lit up, and the talisman paper burned into ashes and wrapped around his legs. His figure suddenly rushed out.
Lu Huaming behind him leaned on a stone for a long time, and his face regained some color. After taking a golden elixir, he made a gesture with both hands and began to meditate. However, as soon as he mobilized the remaining spiritual power in his body, a strong sense of fatigue suddenly hit him.
He only felt that the world in front of him was slowly sinking with his eyelids. His Divine Sense gradually became blurred, and he immediately fell to the side.
…
Shen Luo chased all the way, but he never saw the figure of Jinghe Dragon King. He could only vaguely feel the dragon blood aura emanating from his body.
However, this aura was very different from Ao Hong's. It was full of a cold and evil feeling.
Half an hour later, Shen Luo came to a mudflat.
He looked forward and saw that the ground in front of him was full of black mud. Because there was no water, it had dried up and hardened. Dense cracks could be seen everywhere on the ground.
Further away from the mudflat was covered by a layer of blurry fog. He could only vaguely see a huge black shadow.
Shen Luo frowned slightly, and his nose wrinkled. He smelled a strong smell of blood.
At this moment, a whistling sound of wind suddenly sounded, and a burst of sand on the right side of the ground surged up. It was wrapped in a violent force, and swept towards Shen Luo.
Shen Luo's line of sight shifted slightly. Then, he stomped his feet on the ground, and leaped high into the air. He soared hundreds of feet into the air.
A thick and sturdy dragon tail swept across the ground, causing a rumbling sound.
As Shen Luo's body fell, a beam of crimson sword light shot out and hovered below him to catch him.
"Evil dragon, you're seriously injured. Are you still not willing to surrender?" Shen Luo said angrily as he hovered in the air with the Dragon Slaying Sword in hand.
"Roar …" What answered him was a dragon's roar filled with resentment.
Along with it was a thick, rolling black smoke. It was like a dragon's breath. Everywhere it passed, a decaying and decaying aura was born.
"Stubborn!"
Seeing this, Shen Luo no longer dissuaded it. After cursing in a low voice, he held the Dragon Slaying Sword with both hands. After raising it above his head, he ran the Pure Yang Sword Technique with all his strength and slashed forward.
The Dragon Slaying Sword lit up with a crimson golden light, and a dragon shadow floated on it. Then, it turned into a huge sword shadow that was hundreds of feet high. When it was sharp, it illuminated the surroundings as if it was daytime.
Shen Luo's sword slashed down. It was like a lone peak falling down. It was wrapped in a brilliant heavenly power, and it stirred up bursts of strong fluctuations.
As soon as the black smoke touched the golden light of the sword edge, it was instantly evaporated and melted like snow under the scorching sun. The sword light went forward and fell on the mudflat.
"Boom!" a loud sound rang out!
A powerful gust of wind pushed out from the center of the sword light like two air walls. It pushed away the hazy fog that pervaded the mudflat, forming a huge empty area in the center.
In that area, there was a huge gully that was dozens of feet deep. There were still waves of Sword Qi that rose into the sky, stirring up the void there.
However, at the end of the gully, a figure stood upright. He was covered in blood. It was Jinghe Dragon King.
At this moment, he was seriously injured and no longer had the strength to fight.
Shen Luo moved forward and gradually landed. He pointed the sword in his hand at that person. His eyes were sharp.
"I didn't expect that I would fall at the hands of a group of brats like you when I came back with endless anger and resentment. It seems that the Tang Empire is still very lucky." Jinghe Dragon King stood in place and did not move. He was a little disappointed.
"Evil dragon, you have nowhere to run. Why don't you surrender and follow me back to the Tang Empire to be tried?" Shen Luo said coldly.
"Be tried by the Tang Empire? They don't deserve it! This king has already been decapitated once on the Dragon-slaying Platform. What? Do you want to behead me again? "Jinghe Dragon King sneered.
"Then there's nothing to say." Shen Luo's eyes were cold as he raised the Dragon-slaying Sword in his hand again.
"I hate the unfairness of heaven. It's hard to complain about injustice and revenge … Boy, what a good dragon head. Come and take it if you dare. Haha …" Jinghe Dragon King's eyes showed no fear. He slapped his forehead and laughed wildly.
Seeing this, Shen Luo was slightly moved.
Although the Evil Dragon had killed a lot of people, not everyone had this kind of courage.
"Judging from your actions and boldness, you can be considered an ambitious person. I, Shen Luo, am a nobody now, but I will definitely make a name for myself in the future. Today, you will die at my hands, and it will not be a disgrace in the future." Shen Luo could not help but feel a sense of heroism rise in his heart as he spoke.
"You must know that young people with lofty aspirations were once the best in the world. With such ambition, you will definitely not be a nobody in the future. Forget it. Come and behead me." Jinghe Dragon King looked at Shen Luo's expression as he spoke, and his eyes flashed with admiration and envy.
Shen Luo's eyes narrowed. He did not say anything else. He raised the sword in his hand and leaped into the air, ready to kill the Dragon King.
"Big Brother Shen, have mercy!"
Right at this moment, an anxious shout sounded from afar, and a figure rushed over at an extremely fast speed.
Shen Luo found the voice familiar. He hesitated for a moment before pulling back his sword and landing back.
Immediately after, a pretty figure flew down in front of him. It was Ma Xiuxiu.
However, her attire was not the same as before. Today, she wore a purple-black robe with a jade belt around her waist. Her long hair was tied up high. She did not have her usual petite and naive appearance. Instead, she gave off a sense of competence and sharpness.
"Miss Ma, you are …" Shen Luo frowned, but he had some guesses in his heart.
"Big Brother Shen, I beg you to let him go today. No matter what compensation you want in the future, I will definitely satisfy you." Ma Xiuxiu cupped her fists and bowed deeply to Shen Luo.
"Miss Ma, why are you doing this?" Shen Luo asked.
"Xiuxiu, you …" Jinghe Dragon King called out softly. His voice was choked with sobs.
Seeing this, Shen Luo was more certain of his guess.
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