The Great Dream God

Princess Ziyang frowned, her eyebrows were like ink, but they seemed to be frowned, but not frowned, and she was full of coldness. Her eyes flashed a cold light that seemed to freeze everything. She opened her red lips and spoke in a cold voice like an ice spring: "You are finally here!" She knew in her heart that today's duel was inevitable, and she would most likely compete with Zhang Tianlong in front of her. However, there was no fear in her expression. Her proud posture was like a plum blossom on the top of a snowy mountain, standing alone in the wind and snow, tenacious and unyielding. In her eyes, Zhang Tianlong was just an insignificant ant, not worth mentioning at all.

Princess Ziyang was agile, like a nimble swallow, and leaped up like lightning that cut through the night sky. The sword in her hand flashed a chilling cold light in the bright sunshine, and the light was like ice that had not melted for thousands of years, emitting a hint of coldness. She rushed towards Zhang Tianlong with the force of thunder and lightning, and the sword in her hand was constantly swinging like a torrential rain, with extremely sharp swords, bringing gusts of wind. The strong wind whistled past, like a roaring dragon, shaking the world. Under the infusion of her internal force, the sword in her hand suddenly became larger, like a giant pillar, carrying the power of overwhelming mountains and seas, and smashed towards Zhang Tianlong fiercely. There was only a loud "boom", the earth shook, and the whole world seemed to tremble under this blow. The giant sword fell on Zhang Tianlong with endless power like a meteorite, stirring up smoke and dust all over the sky.

Zhang Tianlong did not flinch. A fierce look flashed in his eyes, like a beast that was cornered, exuding a frightening aura. He quickly stretched out the sword in his hand and faced the giant sword of Princess Ziyang. The two swords intersected, making a crisp sound of steel clashing, and a "clang" sounded through the sky. The sound was like a huge bell, deafening, and sparks flew everywhere, like gorgeous fireworks blooming in the air.

Zhang Tianlong shouted angrily, and the sound exploded in the air like thunder, as if it was going to tear the world apart. On the sword in his hand, brilliant lightning flashed instantly. The lightning was like a dragon coming out of the sea, carrying the power to destroy everything, spreading around with its fangs and claws. The light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it. The power of the thunder tore the huge sword in front of him, which was like a pillar of heaven, apart, and turned into countless fragments scattered all over the ground. Zhang Tianlong's figure was like a ghost, passing through the fragments of the sword, as fast as lightning, and rushed straight towards Princess Ziyang.

Seeing this, Princess Ziyang quickly retracted the giant sword in her hand. Under her control, the giant sword shrank instantly and turned into a small sharp sword. Although the sword was small, it still exuded a chilling aura. Zhang Tianlong rushed towards Princess Ziyang like a gust of wind, swinging the sword in his hand wildly. The sword shadows were heavy, like an airtight net, covering Princess Ziyang. The sword shadows flashed with a cold light, which made people shudder.

Princess Ziyang was not afraid of danger. A layer of purple light shone around her. The light was as beautiful as a dream, but it also contained powerful power. In an instant, a solid protective shield formed around her. The shield exuded a mysterious aura, like an ancient rune shining, protecting her tightly. The shield seemed to be an indestructible barrier, guarding the safety of Princess Ziyang.

However, Zhang Tianlong's attack was as crazy and continuous as a rainstorm. Each of his swords contained a powerful force, as heavy as a mountain, and hit the protective shield of Princess Ziyang fiercely. The protective shield trembled violently under this fierce attack, as if it was a small boat in a storm, which could be swallowed by the surging waves at any time. Every collision made a dull sound, like the beating of an ancient war drum, shaking people's hearts.

In just a moment, the protective shield of Princess Ziyang was overwhelmed. Under Zhang Tianlong's violent attack, cracks appeared one after another. The cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, as if they were cracks of fate, foreshadowing the coming of a disaster. Finally, with a "click", the protective shield was completely shattered, turning into countless fragments and dissipating in the air. Zhang Tianlong's sword was like a venomous snake, fiercely stabbing at Princess Ziyang's chest. The speed of the sword was as fast as lightning, leaving people no time to react.

At this critical moment, Princess Ziyang showed extraordinary courage and wisdom. She flashed like a dancing butterfly and lightly avoided Zhang Tianlong's fatal blow. At the same time, she swung the sword in her hand again, with a sword as powerful as a rainbow and an indomitable momentum. Her eyes were full of determination and determination, as if telling Zhang Tianlong that she would not be easily defeated.

Princess Ziyang's sword drew a graceful arc in the air, and the light on the sword shone like stars. Her swordsmanship was exquisite, and each move contained deep internal strength and unique skills. Her attacks were continuous like a tide, forcing Zhang Tianlong to distract himself to deal with them.

Zhang Tianlong felt the strong pressure from Princess Ziyang, but he did not back down. His eyes were still full of ruthlessness and determination. He swung the sword in his hand and started a fierce battle with Princess Ziyang. The two swords collided with each other, making a series of roars and sparks, like gorgeous fireworks blooming in the night sky.

On the battlefield, sword energy was everywhere, and the light was shining. The figures of Princess Ziyang and Zhang Tianlong were looming in it. Their battle was like a gorgeous dance, full of power and beauty. The air around them seemed to be torn apart by their sword energy, making bursts of sharp whistling sounds.

Princess Ziyang's swordsmanship became more and more fierce, and every strike of her sword was made with the conviction of killing. Zhang Tianlong was not to be outdone, and he used all his strength to try to resist Princess Ziyang's attack. However, Princess Ziyang's strength was beyond his imagination, and he gradually fell into a passive situation.

Just when Zhang Tianlong was exhausted from dealing with the attack, Princess Ziyang seized an opportunity. Her sword pierced out like lightning, pointing directly at Zhang Tianlong's throat. Zhang Tianlong was horrified, and he tried desperately to dodge, but it was too late. At this critical moment, Zhang Tianlong suddenly burst out with a powerful force, and a layer of black light appeared around his body, tightly enveloping him.

Princess Ziyang's sword stabbed the black light, making a dull sound, but it was unable to break through this layer of defense. Princess Ziyang's heart trembled, and she realized that Zhang Tianlong still had hidden strength. But she did not retreat, but became more determined to defeat him.

Princess Ziyang swung her sword again, and the sword force attacked Zhang Tianlong like a storm. Zhang Tianlong relied on the protection of the black light to stubbornly resist Princess Ziyang's attack. The battle between the two entered a white-hot stage, and the entire battlefield was shrouded by their momentum.

At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder rumbled. It seemed that even the heavens were alarmed by this fierce battle. The figures of Princess Ziyang and Zhang Tianlong were particularly clear under the illumination of thunder and lightning. Their battle became more and more intense, making people dizzy.

Princess Ziyang's swordsmanship became more and more exquisite, and each of her swords contained a desire for victory. Zhang Tianlong also gradually felt the pressure, his breathing became rapid, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. But he still gritted his teeth and persisted, refusing to give up easily.

In a fierce collision, the swords of Princess Ziyang and Zhang Tianlong flew out of their hands at the same time and flew into the air. The two looked at each other, their eyes full of determination. They jumped up at the same time and flew towards the swords in the air.

In mid-air, Princess Ziyang and Zhang Tianlong started their final battle. Their fists and feet collided, making dull sounds. The internal forces of the two collided with each other, generating a powerful shock wave that distorted the surrounding air.

At that moment of changing colors and crises, the world seemed to be shrouded in a tense atmosphere. At this critical moment, Princess Ziyang used the mysterious substitute technique at the critical moment. There was a loud bang like thunder, shaking the sky, and the substitute instantly burst into a dazzling light, followed by a ground-shaking explosion. The powerful impact force was like a surging wave, which slightly blocked Zhang Tianlong's unparalleled sword force.

Princess Ziyang took the opportunity to teleport, and her figure instantly disappeared like a ghost, and the next moment she appeared behind Zhang Tianlong. Her figure was light and agile, like a phantom.

Zhang Tianlong keenly sensed the strange fluctuations behind him, and without hesitation, he swung the cold and shining sword in his hand and stabbed it fiercely behind him with the force of thunder. The sword was as powerful as a rainbow, bringing up a gust of biting cold wind.

Princess Ziyang was quick-witted and quick-handed. Her hands reached out quickly like a spirit snake. Her hands were as white as jade, but contained amazing power. Her fingers tightly grasped Zhang Tianlong's shoulders. The powerful force was like a towering mountain, trapping him firmly in place and making him unable to move.

However, Zhang Tianlong's sword still stabbed towards the chest of Princess Ziyang with an indomitable momentum. Just when the tip of the sword was about to touch Princess Ziyang, a shocking scene happened. Princess Ziyang's body burst into dazzling light again, and then exploded. It turned out that the Princess Ziyang who appeared behind Zhang Tianlong was still a stand-in. The huge force generated by the stand-in's explosion was like a star falling, bursting out with energy that could destroy the world. Under the impact of this powerful force, Zhang Tianlong's body flew out uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string. His body drew a graceful arc in the air, like a fleeting meteor in the night sky, and then fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of flying dust.

When the dust settled, Zhang Tianlong slowly got up from the ground in a mess. His clothes were torn and tattered, and his once gorgeous clothes were now tattered and covered with dust and blood, making him look particularly embarrassed. But his eyes were still burning with an unyielding fighting spirit, a persistent pursuit of victory. He stared at Princess Ziyang, his eyes full of determination and resoluteness.

Princess Ziyang stood proudly, her clothes fluttering in the wind, like a fairy descending to earth. Her figure was graceful, yet she exuded an incomparable majesty. Her eyes were as cold as frost, revealing a strong pressure that made people dare not look directly at her. Those eyes seemed to be able to freeze everything, and people couldn't help but feel awe in front of her.

"Zhang Tianlong, today is the day you die!" Princess Ziyang's voice was icy cold, as if it came from a cold spring in the abyss of the underworld, with endless chill and determination. Every word was like an icy blade, piercing Zhang Tianlong's heart.

Zhang Tianlong sneered, his laughter was full of disdain and ridicule. "Princess Ziyang, do you think you can defeat me like this? It's just a foolish dream!" His voice was low and powerful, and despite the predicament, he still revealed a tenacious will. "I, Zhang Tianlong, have been in the martial arts world for many years, how could I be defeated by your little tricks?" His eyes flashed with a firm light, as if announcing his unyielding spirit to Princess Ziyang.

Princess Ziyang raised her head slightly, a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes. "Zhang Tianlong, you are just holding on. Your sword force has been broken by me, and your body is covered with scars. Today, you are destined to be defeated by me." Her words were like gusts of cold wind, blowing coldly through Zhang Tianlong's heart.

Zhang Tianlong held the sword tightly in his hand, and the sword flashed a cold light in the sun. "Princess Ziyang, don't be too self-righteous. I, Zhang Tianlong, am not so easily defeated." His voice was full of confidence, as if everything was under his control.

Princess Ziyang stopped talking and started moving again. She was as fast as lightning and rushed towards Zhang Tianlong in an instant. A ribbon appeared in her hand and fluttered in the wind like a nimble dragon.

Seeing this, Zhang Tianlong quickly raised his sword to meet the enemy. His sword was like a violent storm and attacked Princess Ziyang, trying to block her attack. However, Princess Ziyang was extremely flexible and easily avoided Zhang Tianlong's attack. The ribbon in her hand was like a spirit snake and entangled with Zhang Tianlong.

Zhang Tianlong thought to himself that something was wrong. He tried to break free from the ribbon, but the ribbon seemed to have life, tightly wrapping around him and making him unable to move. Princess Ziyang took the opportunity to attack, and her fists and feet attacked Zhang Tianlong like a storm. Each move contained a powerful force, and Zhang Tianlong retreated again and again.

Zhang Tianlong gritted his teeth and fought hard against the attack of Princess Ziyang. New wounds continued to appear on his body, but there was no sign of retreat in his eyes. He knew that he could not be defeated so easily, and he had to persevere.

Just when Zhang Tianlong was in a desperate situation, he suddenly burst out with a powerful force. A layer of light appeared around his body, and that light enveloped him like a shield. Princess Ziyang's attacks hit this layer of light and were bounced away one after another.

Zhang Tianlong took this opportunity to break free from the restraints of the ribbons, and he raised his sword again and attacked Princess Ziyang. This time, his sword was even more fierce, as if he wanted to tear the whole world apart.

Princess Ziyang saw this and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. But she quickly regained her composure and used her skills again to avoid Zhang Tianlong's attack. The two of them fought back and forth like this, launching a fierce battle.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, and both sides used all their skills. Zhang Tianlong's sword was like a violent storm, and Princess Ziyang's moves were like flowing clouds and water. Each of their attacks contained great power, and each of their defenses was full of wisdom.

The air around them seemed to be ignited by their fight, becoming extremely hot. The dust on the ground was lifted up by their power, forming huge smoke columns. The entire battlefield seemed to have turned into a chaotic world, with only the figures of the two of them flickering in it.

Princess Ziyang suddenly cried out, and a folding fan appeared in her hand. The folding fan was unfolded, and there were exquisite patterns painted on it. Princess Ziyang waved the folding fan, and a powerful force surged out of the fan and swept towards Zhang Tianlong.

Zhang Tianlong felt the power of this force, and he did not dare to be careless. He gathered all his strength into the sword, and a layer of dazzling light suddenly appeared on the sword. He waved the sword and rushed towards the power.

There was a loud bang, and the two forces collided in the air, creating a powerful shock wave. The surrounding trees were uprooted by the shock wave, and a huge deep pit appeared on the ground.

Zhang Tianlong and Princess Ziyang were both knocked back by the shock wave. Their bodies drew an arc in the air and then landed steadily on the ground.

Princess Ziyang's eyes flashed with fatigue, but her fighting spirit was still high. "Zhang Tianlong, you are indeed very strong. But today, you still can't escape death." Her voice was full of determination.

Zhang Tianlong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes revealing a hint of madness. "Princess Ziyang, it's not that easy to kill me!" He raised the sword in his hand again and rushed towards Princess Ziyang.