The villain has been playing badly for ten years

Chapter 209: Dragon Subduing

Ning Xiusu immediately moved, flashing away like a faint meteor, and the blue-green flames turned into an invisible force that gushed out, blocking the attack of the measuring ruler.

As expected, the dense sword shadows were barely shaken apart, and the power of the spiritual fire forcibly created a gap in the sword formation with flashing arcs.

Song Xing was shocked. He didn't expect that this person could actually see through the sword formation. He saw several of the disciples fall out and the light on their bodies seemed to disappear.

The sword formation was unstable for a moment, and Ning Xiusu flew like a cloud, intending to step on the wind and leave the storm.

I don’t know why, but it seemed as if the world turned upside down in an instant.

After a dizzy spell, he felt as if he was suddenly pulled into a swamp. With a start, he realized that the Zixiao whip had wrapped around his ankle.

Sang Ci had been in the snow moments before, but now, unbeknownst to her, she had appeared within the sword formation. A dazzling purple light shone from her hand, and the wielding of her long purple whip evoked a chilling glint, rendering even space as fragile as paper.

Although Ning Xiusu was shocked, he remained calm and almost fell into the formation. He saw the sword shadows that seemed to strangle him to ashes.

He had a cold expression, showing no fear at all, and his movements were so swift that every move he made was just right to avoid a fatal blow.

Sang Ci and Zhou Fan were both in mid-air. She pretended to pick up a flower and shouted:

"You evil disciple, why don't you surrender?"

As soon as the words fell, a peach-colored flower shape appeared at the fingertips. The heartless flower turned into wisps of smoke, interweaving into a large net, and suddenly pushed towards him.

Hua Jianbai had already rushed out from the eye of the sword formation. When he turned around, he saw Ning Xiusu still there.

Its dragon eyes trembled, and there was a dazzling light. Purple whip shadows were swirling in the shimmering fire. Hua Jianbai turned sharply, and swung its huge body and tail violently, intending to go over to help.

Unexpectedly, a bright blue light flashed before her eyes. Song Xing's lilac dress fluttered in the wind, and her ribbon and hair were gently lifted by the wind and snow.

Like a fairy descending from the sky, it brought with it a gust of wind that split the sky and struck it on the head.

"Ow—"

Hua Jianbai was furious and roared with his head raised, his voice shaking the sky.

The blue cold light of the measuring ruler flowed like an icy spring, hitting the roaring wind wall and stirring up layers of air ripples.

"You'd better understand that the Canglin people shouldn't be involved with monsters. You'd better leave now."

Hua Jianbai originally thought that Song Xing was better than this group of old-fashioned and dogmatic spiritual practitioners, but now it seems that she is about the same...

Since he couldn't speak, Hanami could not help but roar in anger.

Before Song Xing could gain a firm footing, the huge body swung violently, bringing up a violent wave of snow.

Song Xing was startled, her brows furrowed in a frown. She quickly channeled her Qi into her body, forming a transparent blue light curtain. Snow waves slammed into the ice and rock like a raging white storm, exploding with a loud bang and sending shattered ice flying.

She took a few steps back, clasped her hands together, and a blue light flashed, creating an arc of electricity.

At the same time, a group of people in Zizhulin pointed their swords, and the green hexagrams above their heads shone brightly. Thick lightning pillars like spears of heavenly punishment suddenly fell from the sky.

Ning Xiusu was unable to extricate himself, so he rolled over to avoid the attack and retreated several feet.

After several fights, the wound on his back burst open, and the pain was as severe as if it was burned by fire. He couldn't help but gasp.

He was already at a disadvantage, his spiritual power was almost exhausted, turbid air mixed with coldness entered his lungs, his ears were buzzing, and his body seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

Chou Fan said, "This mermaid has been eroded by the foul air and won't hold out for long. Follow me and attack."

A group of Purple Bamboo Forest disciples instantly rose from the ground, and their hands quickly formed complex hand seals.

Sword shadows flew out of the box, and the air was cut by the sword energy, making a "sizzling" sound. Countless sword shadows brushed past his clothes, melted the snow, and stirred up a cloud of dust and flames.

Ning Xiusu wanted to raise his hand to block it, but his spiritual vein happened to be blocked, and the shimmering light in his palm disappeared in a flash.

Oops……

When fighting, there is no room for error.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and he felt a strong airflow scraping the corner of his clothes, like countless sharp blades scratching his skin, and all the hairs on his body stood up because of the crisis.

At the critical moment of life and death, an imperial decree instantly burst out from his fingertips, and scarlet air formed a layer of faint blood shadow in front of him, which quickly wrapped around the countless electric sword lights like a living thing.

At this moment, a brilliant pink color came towards us, like thin smoke in the cold.

He almost leaned back with the force, and passed by the ground like a willow, breaking all the dead trees into pieces and leaving a faint blood mist in the wind.

This time he was able to avoid the attack of the sword formation, but he could not avoid the attack of the Wuxin Flower.

Once the flower color touched the body, it seemed to explode, and countless dark veins emerged from the pistil, instantly drilling into the body and attaching to the spiritual veins, like an invisible restraint.

Ning Xiusu's whole body trembled, and the faint butterfly shadows all dispersed. He lost his strength and stumbled, falling into the bushes like a kite with a broken string.

There was a crisp "crack" sound, and I didn't know whether it was a dead branch that was crushed or a bone that was broken.

Snowflakes fell on him, but they could not cool the burning pain that scraped his bones. It was like the sound of wind in his ears, and he could not hear anything else.

Hua Jianbai was fighting fiercely with Song Xing, his eyes fixed on the fallen figure. He saw wet blood seeping through the other party's clothes, staining the snow, which made him even more confused.

Until the dragon's roar gradually exploded like thunder, causing pain in the eardrums. It went mad, and its dragon eyes were filled with violent aura.

The figure of a blue dragon, filled with endless anger and murderous intent, twisted its body forcefully in the air.

The mirror-like scales all over Hua Jianbai's body shone with a cold luster in the green sword shadow. The thin golden lines emerging from his back seemed to be wrapped in a layer of purple-gold air, which actually merged with the turbid air in the crack.

Its body swept up countless pounds of ice and snow, like a surging mountain range, and pressed madly towards the sword formation.

With a loud "bang", it hit the green hexagrams on all sides.

The sword formation's eye position had been destroyed long ago, and the lightning storm had been greatly reduced. Now it was broken by an external force.

The gust of wind swept away a snowstorm in an instant. Song Xing was so frightened that he fell out like a ball and almost fell into the snow pile.

"...How could Canglin be so violent? It is indeed related to the Lilun monster."

Sang Ci shouted in disbelief, and Chou Fan's eyebrows flew up when he heard that. Seeing the dragon's powerful momentum, he immediately stood up in the air.

A group of Purple Bamboo Forest disciples gathered their strength and followed suit, surrounding them with sword lights like rainbows, blocking their way.

Hua Jianbai's heart was filled with fear and anger, and a glimmer of light flashed in his pair of bright dragon eyes. His huge body tumbled in the air, and every movement brought up a strong wind.

Sang Ci was startled and tapped the dead wood with her toes to avoid the sharp dragon claws. The purple whip in her hand instantly straightened, drew an arc in the air, and rolled towards the dragon's body.

At this moment, the thin golden line on Hua Jianbai's back was faintly shining.

As soon as Zixiao's whip touched the scales, it was as if it was hit by something. Suddenly, a tremendous force bounced the person and the whip shadow away.

Sang Ci didn't see anything clearly, and was swept by its dragon tail, and fell into the dead forest along with a group of Zizhulin disciples wearing Taoist robes.

As people and horses fell to the ground, Zhou Fan was also knocked back dozens of feet. Several people even hit their necks against the crooked branches, and fainted with their eyes closed. Even the white halo on their bodies dissipated.

It turns out that this split soul has a flaw, seemingly at the back of the head. Hua Jianbai noticed something...

It wrinkled its nose for a moment, and the huge dragon body suddenly rushed into the sky. It roared with the momentum of destroying the world, and then swooped down towards a group of people.

The huge dragon opened its bloody mouth and howled, and the mist around it condensed into countless ice cones, falling like raindrops.

Mu Yuzhen avoided the fatal blow in a hurry and almost rolled to the ground. He finally hid behind a dead tree, but saw that Song Xing had already stood up from the snow pile and looked so small next to the dragon.

The dragon clearly had no knowledge of magic, only brute force. He reminded her, "Big Sister, don't you have a seal for taming beasts in Lanyue Court?"

But Song Xing just frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing that she had reached this point and hadn't made any move... Sang Ci couldn't help but say angrily:

"Senior Sister Song, what are you waiting for? Could it be that they are colluding with the evil sects and want us all to die here?"

When Hua Jianbai heard the man's relentless noise, he swung his dragon claws in anger, as if he was mad, and slapped Sang Ci viciously.

As the wind howled, dead trees fell down and a huge crack suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, as if even the space was torn apart.

Zhou Fan was in the lead, and Mu Yuzhen's expression changed drastically when he saw this. The two of them immediately made hand gestures, and the long swords and the electric sword energy merged with each other, turning into a green wall to block the dragon's claw attack.

At the same time, the thunder rose again, making a low humming sound.

Hua Jianbai was already furious. It swung its huge body suddenly and rushed towards the group of tiny people like an arrow. The two of them also flew out with it.

Seeing the critical moment, Song Xing flipped his wrist and took out the Taiwei Instrument Plate, and recited a command:

"All things return to one, and the spiritual axis begins to move."

Her lilac dress fluttered in the wind, and the pointer of the Taiwei instrument disk turned, with a beam of starlight flashing across it.

It seemed as if two jade stones, one black and one white, began to spin immediately.

Until a golden Tai Chi emblem appeared above the instrument panel, and the sky suddenly darkened.

Accompanied by a dull roar that seemed to shatter the soul, the snow seemed to be stirred violently by an invisible giant hand, and the snow foam rolled and splashed wildly.

Hua Jianbai's eyes blurred, and he saw that the seal suddenly exploded into silver fireworks, turning into countless powder-like brilliant lights.