Peerless War God

1As long as he could win, so what if he used some tricks? In addition, Nian Feng had always been waiting for him. He was extremely confident in this strike. Even if he could not kill his opponent, he would at least be able to heavily injure him and lose the ability to fight. At that time, he would definitely win.    

    

Thinking of this, Nian Feng revealed a sinister smile.    

    

"What a fast strike. Even my Divine Sense was unable to react in time, let alone this dragon that is currently fighting. It would definitely not be able to react in time. It is too terrifying. It is indeed worthy of being called Nian Feng. The top five Prominent Divine Stage cultivators of the Nian Clan are indeed extraordinary, they won with a single attack. "    

    

"This sword strike is absolutely impossible for the Dragon Clan to resist. Nian Feng's sword is something that even a Tribulation Transcender expert wouldn't dare to underestimate. This Dragon Clan is doomed. "    

    

The passer-by loose cultivator spoke in such a manner. They were extremely optimistic about Nian Feng. After all, they had heard too much about Nian Feng's prowess from the shadow of a famous tree.    

    

As for Xiao Long, the cultivators present had no idea what kind of bloodline this mysterious dragon possessed. It was simply a huge mystery, and naturally, they didn't think too highly of it.    

    

Regarding things that they didn't understand, most people had a conservative view of it. This was even more so for the current situation, which was very much in line with common sense.    

    

"I got it" Seeing this, Nian Feng laughed coldly.    

    

At that moment. . . All of this happened in the blink of an eye. In the next moment, a sword hum exploded out of thin air and resounded across the entire Yongling Island, directly hitting Xiaolong's neck.    

    

Not to mention the other cultivators, even Chen Xiao couldn't help but feel nervous and worried for the little dragon. However, just as everyone thought that the little dragon would be severely injured by this strike, an accident happened.    

    

The flying sword under Nian Feng's control suddenly appeared. After it pierced a small part of the little dragon's jaw, it suddenly stopped. It was as if it had been stopped by something.    

    

"What's going on? My sword can't move, that's impossible" Nian Feng's expression immediately changed drastically. He desperately formed hand seals in an attempt to summon the sword back. However, he had no choice but to fail. He was firmly held down by the little dragon with his head lowered.    

    

He could only see a trace of blood flowing down the little dragon's neck. It was shocking to the eye. Clearly, he was still injured by this incomparably sharp sword. However, this kind of injury was far from what the crowd had expected. It was like a tickle that did not hurt or itch at all.    

    

"My sword clearly hit you, but why are you still safe and sound? How did you do it? This is absolutely impossible. " Nian Feng momentarily lost his composure. He didn't know what method his opponent used to block his sword.    

    

The more unknown something was, the more terrifying it would be.    

    

Not only him, even some of the rogue cultivators were stunned. Their eyes were dull as they stared at Xiao Long, wanting to see clearly how all of this had happened.    

    

It was a miracle that a dragon had snatched away a sword cultivator's sword and only suffered a minor injury. It was unbelievable.    

    

The little dragon gave a ferocious laugh. He held the extremely long and thin flying sword in his left hand. At the same time, he also held the extremely light flying sword in his hand. He cast a secret technique and formed a blood-colored trap formation, firmly trapping the flying sword within. Then, like trash, he threw it onto the ground.    

    

For a moment, the flying sword was completely confined to the ground and could not move for the time being. Even if Nian Feng tried his best to take the flying sword away, the flying sword could only struggle with all his might. It was impossible to break out of the realm within a short period of time, and it was impossible to do so.    

    

"You. . . " Nian Feng's expression was extremely gloomy. From the past until now, he had never encountered such a strange opponent. He actually did not hesitate to use his injuries as the price to take away his sword, temporarily sealing it, unable to take it back.    

    

He originally had three flying swords, so this was equivalent to his own battle prowess directly being reduced by a third. This was truly too serious of an injury. It was a huge blow to him.    

    

After all, for a sword cultivator like him who focused on sword manipulation, swords were far more important than his own body. Each sword was a life form, and was refined with his mind. It could be said that he had expended a great deal of effort and effort.    

    

This situation was equivalent to a great portion of his painstaking efforts were all in vain, and for a time, Nian Feng was simply on the verge of vomiting blood.    

    

It was precisely because of this divine sword that he cultivated with his life that even though his flying sword was seized by the other party, he was still able to control it and would not lose contact with it.    

    

However, the confinement technique that Xiaolong used was truly quite powerful. With Nian Feng's strength, it would not be easy for him to escape within a short period of time. Especially since the two of them were still in such a tense battle. If they were not careful, they would be doomed.    

    

Thinking of this, Nian Feng felt his heart bleeding.    

    

He would never have thought that. . . Someone would use this type of method to seize his sword. It was truly too inconceivable. No one had ever dared to do this before. Even when he had previously sought guidance from the clan's Tribulation Transcenders, the other party had never done this either. He truly didn't have much confidence.    

    

Of course, if Nian Shoushan was here, he would definitely be able to do so. However, Nian Shoushan was already a powerful late-stage Tribulation Transcender. He was far from what ordinary Tribulation Transcender experts could compare with.    

    

After all, no one dared to receive a sword attack from a sword cultivator empty-handed, and they could even snatch his flying sword away without suffering any serious injuries. It was also today that he met someone who had lived since Nian Feng.    

    

This feeling was simply like he'd seen a ghost.    

    

"Hehe, now it's my turn. " He heard Xiaolong shout.    

    

He stomped on the ground with his right foot and shot forward. His figure blurred and distorted, disappearing from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye. Due to his speed being too fast, not even a shadow could be seen. Only his Divine Sense could vaguely capture a shadow, rushing forward and pouncing in front of Nian Feng.    

    

"Not good. " Nian Feng turned pale with fright and subconsciously retreated. However, the little dragon's speed was too fast, so he was still caught.    

    

A bloody glow flashed on the dragon claw in his right hand as he swung it down. Chi, five bloody claw marks appeared in mid-air. It was completely subconscious. Nian Feng formed a shield in front of him to block. However, this shield was too fragile and was directly torn apart. Then, five bloody claw marks ruthlessly scratched Nian Feng's body.    

    

Puff!    

    

In the air, Nian Feng spat out three mouthfuls of blood. He quickly retreated and was injured in just one exchange. However, he did not admit defeat just yet. He shouted, "Break for me!"    

    

SHEW! The remaining two flying swords in the air flew backward in the blink of an eye.    

    

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