Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

"This is a dragon..." Some young disciples were frightened and did not dare to step forward.

"What about dragons? Dragons... can also be killed!" Some elders were sometimes happy because of fear and excitement, and sometimes their eyes were wide open and extremely frightened. Their expressions changed so quickly that they looked particularly ferocious.

Didn't they kill many dragons with their own hands back then?

Now, there are only two dragons!

"Come on! These two dragons are causing trouble here. If we don't kill them for the sake of the people today, then given the nature of dragons, we will be the ones who die!"

The head of Yunxiao Sect looked at Xianfeng Daogu and said cruel and ruthless words.

Even though he knew that the green dragon was not a simple dragon, he was still his former disciple. Wen Xuan...

When Wen Xuan was a "human", although he seemed a little cold to others, he always respected his master and his master.

The words of the leader of Yunxiao Sect are truly chilling and chilling to the bone.

The young disciples present did not dare to resist the orders of their elders. They only hesitated for a moment and started executing the orders without hesitation.

The siege of thousands of people can be said to be the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers, some using swords, some using whips, and some using medicine.

Anyway, whatever you learn, you use.

The two dragons were surrounded in the middle. Facing attacks from all directions, they could only keep shaking their bodies and tails to deflect all the attacks away.

Dragon scales are quite strong and will not be broken easily under normal circumstances.

Even if these scales fall off, it will only cause bleeding, which is not life-threatening for them.

The sound of dragons roared one after another. The existence of dragons itself has surpassed that of many people. They seem to be born as darlings.

Therefore, even the most ordinary dragon roar will cause certain harm to the young disciples in front of them.

Even though they used their natal magical weapons and tried their best to block the attack caused by the dragon's roar, some of them still couldn't bear the bleeding from the corners of their lips, and some even took several steps back.

"Today, they must be killed." Master Yi's face was distorted. He was afraid of the dragon in front of him, and he was even more afraid that his own life would not be saved.

Therefore, what he said was meant for the elders and heads of other sects who were still watching the battle.

"Master Yi is right." The leader of a sect was frightened by the approaching danger and catered to Master Yi's words without saying a word.

The elders and heads of the five major sects gathered here, dozens of them in total. Although they all had to eat dragon meat to increase their cultivation level in such a fast time.

Zhao Xuan and Wen Xuan felt unprecedented pressure, especially when the two major sword sects, Xuantian Sect and Yunxiao Sect, opened the Thousand-Man Sword Formation.

Even though Zhao Xuan, as a golden dragon, is quite powerful, he only has 40% left in the end. Moreover, there are more people and more power...

The power of a thousand-man sword formation is completely different from that of a few-man sword formation.

Wen Xuan, who had just awakened his bloodline, was pressed down by the sword formation of a thousand men, causing his dragon body to curl down and unable to lift his head.

His eyes were cold, and he stared coldly at those who tried to kill him, vowing not to bow his head, so even if he was suppressed and unable to lift his head, he still did not give up resistance.

Zhao Xuan couldn't see Wenxuan being "tortured" like this. Tianlong was not a god after all. He was a young dragon and did not understand any dragon fighting skills.

Seeing that the elders who had fought with the Tianlong Clan were targeting Qinglong, they were going to start with the weak ones first. Only by getting rid of the weak ones would they be able to focus on the remaining dragon.

Zhao Xuan ignored the pain on his body and the tricks used to attack him. He only wanted to protect Wen Xuan behind him, and the dragon's tail kept swaying around Wen Xuan.

It blocked so much damage for him that the golden scales were slowly stained with blood.

Wen Xuan was startled. He didn't understand why this golden dragon wanted to block this for him. Obviously... they didn't seem to know each other.

Zhao Xuan saw Wen Xuan's stupor, because his movements to resist those sword attacks slowed down, and his eyes stared blankly at him.

He had no intention of saying too much at this time, so he could only keep swinging the dragon's tail. During the swing, many disciples were swept by the dragon's tail and fell into the sea.

Zhao Xuan had to resist damage from all directions and take the initiative, which resulted in several scales on his body being forced to fall off.

The fallen golden dragon scales were still stained with fresh blood, and the bright red color was particularly dazzling.

Suddenly two rays of sword light pierced the sky, and powerful sword energy arrived. As the thumb of the dragon clan, the golden dragon could sense movement within a hundred miles.

Therefore, Zhao Xuan clearly felt the danger before the two people participated in the battle.

The threat these two people brought to him was far greater than the thousands of people in front of him combined.

"Master-uncle, master-uncle." The head of the Yunxiao Sect saluted the two white-bearded old men who suddenly appeared. Both of them were the... pillars of the Yunxiao Sect.

The Yunxiao Sect disciples turned around and saluted the two old men one after another to show their respect. In addition, their arrival also boosted their morale.

One of the seemingly gentle and loving old men stroked his beard, his eyes shining with unusual light, "I haven't seen a golden dragon in many years!"

"Yes." The old man walking with him agreed, looking at Zhao Xuan with equally hot eyes.

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master, these two dragons are really difficult to fight. It's hard for us to take them down by ourselves. Please help us, Uncle Master!"

The head of the Yunxiao Sect is capable of bending and stretching, knowing that this matter has now been exposed, and with their strength, they may not be able to take down the golden dragon in front of them for a long time...

Rather than being unable to attack for a long time, or being killed by the dragon's claws, it is better to take the initiative to show kindness to the two "elders" to show his "loyalty."

It doesn't matter whether the two ancestors who have not been out of the mountain for a long time have seen through the nature of the leader of Yunxiao Sect. Anyway, with their strength, they don't think anyone can take these two dragons away from them!

There was a clear hint of vigilance and defense in Zhao Xuan's golden eyes, and he curled up his dragon tail, intending to protect Wen Xuan behind him.

The old man saw Jin Long's vigilance, took another look at the posture of the five major sects, and smiled disapprovingly.

"It's quite spiritual."

Seeing how alert Jin Long was, he must be able to understand human speech.

He just moved his mind, and the natal sword was immediately held in his hand in the next second. He slashed down with two swords in a row, and the blue sword light crossed and attacked Zhao Xuan and Wen Xuan.

Even though their dragon bodies are powerful and can resist a lot of damage from the outside world, their own strength is not low in the face of this kind of thing, and... they have the bonus of swords forged from dragon bones.

Wen Xuan was so suppressed by the sword energy refined from the bones of his ancestors that he couldn't even move, let alone trying to escape.

He gritted his teeth and recognized the main "material" of the sword. His pupils turned red unconsciously, and the overwhelming hatred almost annihilated all his reason and sobriety.

He's going to kill him! them! Everyone!

No one can escape!

How dare they?