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41 Saint Slayer Sword, Inch Extension!

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Chapter 41

After transforming into a dragon, one would have to endure five bolts of lightning. If the five bolts of lightning did not die, the tribulation cloud would lose its power and dissipate on its own.

As long as he endured two more strikes, he would be able to survive the Heavenly Tribulation and become a Saint Realm powerhouse!

At that time, Nangong Tian, Tuoba Jie, I will find you!

Yuan Qing muttered softly and closed his eyes.

He no longer had the strength to kill either of them.

It was crucial to conserve his strength to face the next two thunderbolts.

He could only pray that Nangong Tian had been severely injured by that attack.

However, this time, the tribulation cloud seemed to have a consciousness. Two bolts of lightning fell at the same time and drilled into his dragon body.

Moo ~

The pain that came from his entire body made Yuan Qing unable to stop himself from letting out a long howl towards the sky. His dragon drive had already shattered, and his dragon scales had also dimmed. The stench of roasted meat filled the entire area.

He had endured it.

When the lightning in his body was completely extinguished, Yuan Qing's dragon head revealed a trace of lingering fear.

Just a moment ago, he felt a strong sense of danger.

The tribulation clouds dispersed, and the bright moon in the sky peeked out of the clouds again, dyeing the ground with a layer of silver gauze.

"Yuan Qing, it's our turn now.”

A wild laughter resounded through the world. A bare-chested burly man descended from the sky. He threw a punch, causing the air to whimper and the space to ripple.

From afar, it looked like an ant fighting an elephant.

However, it was this ant that had landed a solid punch on Yuan Qinglie's dragon head.

Bang!

A muffled sound resounded between heaven and earth. Yuan Qing's dragon head was facing the ground as he crashed into the ground.

This Taba Jie, who had been hiding thousands of miles away when Yuan Qing was at his peak and didn't even dare to show his face, had used the power of a single punch to worsen Yuan Qing's injuries.

I just need five more breaths of time to recover some of my strength.

Give me five more breaths!

Under the threat of death, Yuan Qing roared in his heart.

As long as he had a short breather, he was confident that he could recover some strength. As a sage, he wanted to run, but Taba Jie couldn't catch up.

By then, as long as he went to the East Sea and dived into the sea, Tuoba Jie and Nangong Tian would not be able to do anything to him!

If I had killed Tuoba Jie first when I entered the Saint Realm, would I have killed him directly?

This thought flashed across Yuan Qing's mind and he felt a little regretful.

After all, Tuoba Jie didn't have any armor to protect him. If he took a Saint Realm attack head-on, even if the Demon Race's body was strengthened, he would probably lose half his life.

When that time came, he might still have a chance to turn things around if he welcomed Nangong Tian, a Half-Saint.

As expected.

His body was still descending rapidly, but a powerful aura suddenly locked onto him.

"Yuanqing, I'll take the dragon essence in your body!”

Nangong Tian's indifferent voice suddenly rang out, and the entire ground suddenly trembled.

Nangong Tian held the Inch Extension Sword and stabbed it at Yuan Qing's dragon head from below, preparing to give him a fatal blow.

"Humph."

Yuan Qing snorted coldly. At this moment, he found a trace of strength in his body. His dragon claw suddenly stretched out and lay in front of Nangong Tian.

As long as he blocked this attack, he would have a chance of survival!

The dragon claw was exceptionally hard. Yuan Qing was confident that he could block Nangong Tian's sword with his Saint's physique!

"Puff!"

The Inch Extension Sword stabbed into the dragon claw and then directly pierced through it, bringing the dragon claw to stab towards Yuan Qing's head.

Only when the Cunyan Sword sank into Yuan Qing's jaw did it stop.

The dragon blood sprinkled down and dyed Nangong Tian's Black Dragon Thearch Armor a dark red color. Under the moonlight, it looked extremely beautiful.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing that the sword had only pierced through his lower jaw, Yuan Qing, who was pierced by the dragon claw, turned from shock to laughter.

He could feel that his strength was recovering. He only needed three breaths to turn the tide of the battle!

" Nangong Tian, Tuoba Jie," Yuan Qing said coldly." Today, this place will be your burial ground!"”

"Yuan Qing, you seem to be happy too early.”

Nangong Tian smiled coldly and said,"Do you know the name of this sword?"”

Hearing Nangong Tian's words, Yuan Qing's heart thumped.

The sharpness of this sword was indeed beyond his expectations.

However, when he thought that the might of this sword had already been blocked, Yuan Qing sneered and said,"Nangong Tian, don't even think about stalling for time for Tuoba Jie to come."

Before he could finish speaking, he realized that his head had been pierced through by a sword qi.

"How could that be?"

Yuan Qing's pupils constricted as he muttered in disbelief.

"You've lived for so many years, so you should know that Great Qin once had a sword that slaughtered Saints.”

"Its name is Cunyan!" Nangong Tian said coldly.”

"How is that possible?"

"The Cunyan sword has been missing for more than five hundred years with Ying Zhen. Why is it in your hands?”

Yuan Qing felt his life force flowing away rapidly, and his heart was indescribably shocked.

He had never thought that Nangong Tian would have Great Qin's Saint Slayer Sword, Inch Extension!

Its main effect was to burst out even more violent sword qi after the enemy mistakenly thought that he had blocked all the attacks of the sword. The sword qi extended inch by inch until it caused fatal damage to the enemy.

In the Great Qin Era, Saints appeared in large numbers, and this sword had drunk the blood of countless Saints.

"I really didn't expect this."

Yuan Qing muttered in a low voice. His golden vertical pupils flashed with unwillingness.

He stared at his huge dragon eyes and died!

Nangong Tian pulled out her sword and cut open his body. She pulled out a blood-red bead.

Dragon Essence!

"Brother Tuoba, he's yours now.”

Nangong Tian kicked Yuan Qing's body and threw it at Tuoba Jie, who caught it.

Tuoba Jie looked at the sword in Nangong Tian's hand, and his red pupils constricted.

The sword in his hand had played an important role in breaking through the defense of a Saint and allowing Nangong Tian, a Half-Saint, to kill a Saint.

Even though he knew that Nangong Tian had once suffered a blow from Yuan Qing, he could still see that his hideous armor was stained with Yuan Qing's dragon blood and that he was holding a blood-red Dragon Essence in his hand.

Tuoba Jie was stunned, but he didn't have the urge to snatch it from her.

"Thank you, Brother Nangong. We'll part ways here. When we become Saints, we'll split Chengyang!”

Tuoba Jie hovered in the air, carrying Yuan Qing's huge dragon body on his shoulders like an ant carrying an elephant. It was a little nondescript.

"Of course." Nangong Tian laughed.”

When Tuoba Jie carried Yuan Qing's corpse and disappeared, Nangong Tian's face turned pale and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

"The might of a Saint is actually so terrifying!”

"The Black Dragon Thearch Armor took 90% of the attack's power. Even 10% was enough to heavily injure me."

"However, all of this is worth it. With this dragon essence, the day I advance to the Saint Realm is just around the corner!”

Nangong Tian tightly gripped the Dragon Essence that was emitting a red glow in her hand. Her expression revealed a trace of fanaticism as she turned around and rushed toward the hinterland of the Demon Realm.

In the library.

Su Ming, who was being hugged tightly by Zhao Ziyi, slowly opened his eyes.

In this battle, he had played the role of a spectator.

"The man with the Inch Extension Sword and Black Dragon Thearch Armor has long scarlet hair. He should be Nangong Ningshuang's father, Demon Emperor Nangong Tian.”

" As for the other one, he's heading north. If I'm not wrong, he should be a Demon Emperor." Su Ming mumbled softly.”

"It's really exciting. It's like watching a blockbuster.”

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