The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

Between heaven and earth, a man in white appeared at some unknown time.

The man in white patted Fu Ren on the shoulder and forced all of Fu Ren's dissipated spiritual energy back into his body.

Then he passed Fu Ren, walked on the waves without saying a word, and slowly walked towards the dragon.

And at the same time.

The dragon also cast his gaze.

Noticed a slight difference.

The long sword in Yang Xiuhua's arms trembled violently, and finally broke away from her arms and flew out of the window with a whoosh.

Yang Xiuhua seemed to have thought of something, her face full of disbelief, her eyes fixed on the sword.

Finally, the sword was seen falling into the hands of a man in white.

Her pupils suddenly contracted and for a moment she even forgot to breathe.

That stinky swordsman is not dead.

The swordsman took the sword, and his aura became fierce at that moment.

Everyone's hearts were shocked.

I felt a different aura from before.

This person...maybe he is really here to slay the dragon!

The swordsman looked at the huge dragon flying in the sky and sighed, "So, this is why I hate these kinds of creatures the most."

The words have not yet fallen.

The swordsman was also a ruthless man who didn't talk much.

The spiritual energy soars into the sky.

A river python appeared behind him.

Li Changxiao waved his hand lightly, and the river python let out a deafening roar and pounced towards the dragon.

“Sword Intention?” Jiaolong sneered, “Inferior sword intention. When I, Jiao Ba, was competing for the ranking, I swallowed countless sword geniuses. The sword intention that they comprehended was much stronger than yours.”

The dragon flicked its tail in disdain.

The angry river python encounters the suppressed dragon.

Fu Ren shook his head.

Dragon!

One of the most powerful creatures in the world!

Even if he has established his foundation in the Heavenly Dao, it would be very troublesome if he encountered a dragon opponent of the same level.

Not to mention fighting against enemies of higher levels.

Even though his cultivation was shallow, he could still see the gap between the white-clothed swordsman and the evil dragon.

The white-clothed swordsman's cultivation level is approximately at the early Nascent Soul stage.

The dragon's cultivation was suppressed, and the strength it could exert should be at the initial stage of transformation.

There is a whole realm difference!

What to fight with?

It turned out to be just as Fu Ren expected.

The river python that roared and rushed towards the sky was scattered by the dragon's tail.

Then, the dragon roared, flew towards the swordsman, and opened its bloody mouth.

Yang Xiuhua found this battle particularly shocking.

I was so scared that tears as big as beans fell from the corners of my eyes.

Even though the dragon was suppressed several times, the ferocious power it exuded was still terrifying.

The swordsman held the sword in his hand, his expression unchanged, and rushed straight towards the dragon. The sea water rolled back to form a giant python that wrapped his whole body and collided with the swooping dragon!

boom!

Rumbling--

The sound of impact was mixed with thunder.

The sword in the swordsman's hand hissed, and without fear, he stabbed it towards the dragon's eyes.

When he was about to succeed, he was knocked down into the river by the dragon's overbearing spiritual energy.

The water splashed a hundred feet high.

It can be seen how terrifying the force is.

Jiaolong said disdainfully: "Boring, really boring."

"Even worse than the few people just now."

"Although the cultivation of those few people just now was low, they can still be considered as geniuses."

"And you are a swordsman with mediocre sword intent, mediocre sword skills, and mediocre combat awareness. Fighting with you is simply a waste of my spiritual energy!"

The dragon is the most arrogant creature in the world.

I despise mediocrity the most.

And Li Changxiao is a mediocre among mediocre people.

He himself thinks so.

A splash of water occurred.

The swordsman stepped onto the waves again, the sword in his hand still as sharp as ever.

"What's wrong with being mediocre?"

The swordsman looked a little embarrassed, but also indescribably cool. He laughed, "Life is so easy. I don't have to compete with you geniuses for the rankings, and there aren't so many troubles."

"Hmph!" Jiaolong snorted coldly, "The great way is to fight! Fighting is where the fun is. A mediocre person like you won't understand."

After saying that, the dragon opened its bloody mouth and exhaled extremely terrifying fire, covering Li Changxiao.

Li Chang smiled and said, "To me, the avenue is nothing but a dream."

The voice came out.

Gradually becoming unreal.

The dragon suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

The scene before my eyes changes.

In the field of vision of my left eye, the tip of a sword continued to grow larger, followed by a piercing pain.

"Pfft!"

The Qingping Sword pierced its eyeball.

"Damn it! When!"

The dragon flew to the sky and dived into the sea in so much pain. It couldn't figure out when Li Changxiao had stabbed its eyes.

Wasn't he surrounded by his own breath of fire?

Sudden.

A terrible thought arose in its mind, and it reviewed the battle situation again.

Rich combat awareness tells it.

When the swordsman stabbed at his eyes with the first wave, he had already fallen into his illusion!

After that, I knocked him away, and the mocking words and the dragon flame breath were all my own illusions!

In reality, I did nothing when the swordsman stabbed me for several breaths!

"Illusion? No, that's not right! What on earth is it?" The more the dragon thought about it, the more frightened he became.

The swordsman in white stood not far away, holding a sword, and took a sip of strong liquor, looking himself up and down.

Li Chang smiled and asked, "How is this beautiful dream?"

He didn't wait for the dragon to reply.

The Qingping sword was swung horizontally, and the sword light flashed across its eyes.

The dragon was dragged into the dreamland without anyone noticing, and was completely unaware.

When Li Changxiao's sword cut through the dragon's body, causing a wound so deep that the bone could be seen, the dragon felt the pain and suddenly woke up from its dream.

Breaking into a cold sweat.

Yes.

Jiao Ba experienced hundreds of thousands of battles in his life, winning most and losing very few.

But there was never a fight.

After just a few rounds, it was already breaking into a cold sweat.

It's not because it's afraid of death. If it were afraid of death, it wouldn't have created such a huge wave. It just doesn't want to live in the first place.

But it's simply a feeling of horror.

The swordsman in front of him gave him a terrifying feeling!

However, he did not lose his mind.

Thinking back to the two times he had hallucinations, it seemed that he was blinded by the opponent's sword light.

It made up its mind and cut the dragon's eyes with its dragon claws!

"Come on, swordsman!" Jiao Ba roared, causing thunder in the heaven and earth to roar. Several bolts of lightning struck it, as if it was helping it to wear a suit of thunder armor.

Li Chang smiled.

This is not an illusion.

It's dream magic.

No eyes are needed.

After several consecutive strikes, the dragon was covered with sword wounds, and its blood dyed half of the Dragon City red.

Li Changxiao's body was like a ghost, and his sword moves were graceful, as if he was swimming in a dream, agile and elegant.

Another sword strike.

The dragon fell into the river with a bang.

The dragon's scales were extremely strong, its skin was rough and its flesh was thick, but Li Changxiao was only in the early Nascent Soul stage after all, so any hit he made on it was just like scraping.

However, scraping is done very quickly.

and……

The other party cannot recover.

A fierce look flashed in Li Changxiao's eyes, and he formed a sword gesture with his hands, intending to give Jiao Ba the final blow.

His long hair fluttered and his eyes were covered in a dreamy blue.

Blue threads emerged from fingers, which gathered and intertwined in the air... as if they were weaving something.

Not a moment.

Those countless blue threads intertwined into a giant sword.

The giant sword looks unreal, like a mirage.

Li Changxiao's eyes focused, and the giant sword quickly solidified, appeared out of thin air, and quickly slashed towards the dragon that fell into the flood!

One sword!

The dragon's head and body were separated!