The First Saint of Dan Dao

Chapter 635 Killing the Dragon

"Brother Yan is a man of good fortune. He will definitely come back. We'll be waiting for you!" Guan Zirong responded first, causing those who wanted to say "Brother Yan, go without worry" to swallow their words immediately and wish Tang Yan a safe return together.

Gazing at the figure in green rising higher and higher, everyone's mind unconsciously recalled Tang Yan's theory of "sacrificing one's life for righteousness", and they felt deeply saddened.

People who talk about morality and justice can be found everywhere, but how many of them can actually do it?

Bai Chaogen, who had recovered a little from his injuries, looked at Tang Yan, who was favored by the people, and threw dirty water on him sourly: "It sounds better than singing, maybe he is just fooling everyone.

One look at it reveals endless murderous intent, it's so hilarious!

He easily won the first two rounds, and this time he is probably playing the victim to deceive people!"

Although the words were harsh, human nature is evil, and the instigation aroused suspicion in many people's hearts.

"If you don't want to go out, I can help you stay here forever!" Guan Zirong shouted coldly.

"Just you?" Bai Chaogen curled his lips in disdain.

"What about Zhao?" A middle-aged man stood up.

"Mr. Yan is a man of high character and integrity, and I admire him! If Mr. Guan attacks Bai Chaogen, I will follow him!" An old man in a gray robe raised his voice in support.

"Mr. Bai, you really went too far! Brother Yan is saving all of us, is it appropriate for you to make sarcastic remarks here?" You Anling couldn't stand it anymore and scolded him.

Seeing that he had aroused public anger, Bai Chaogen panicked and softened his attitude unconsciously: "I just said it casually, don't over-interpret it."

……

Tang Yan's body continued to move upwards, gradually moving away from the crowd.

His life or death was uncertain on this trip, and everyone's request just now was no less than saying "Please go to die, sir."

But he agreed.

There are only two ways to break the current impasse.

One is that all super products die in the early stage of the battle, and then observe whether there is a chance in the next round.

The second way is to take your own risks.

Back when he was in the chosen secret realm, he wrote on the stone wall of the mine, "Even if there are tens of thousands of people against me, I will go." Now that he has become a small ray of light for the human race, there is no reason for him to escape.

The more important point is that since the dragon clan can set up a second round of treasure hunting, they can naturally set up a third round.

In the next round, Tianmei can’t escape!

Looking for the answer on the hilt of the dragon's head is indeed the best solution.

Soon, Tang Yan stood on the dragon head, with the hilt of the sword at his feet.

The hilt of the sword is plain and it is impossible to tell what material it is made of. It looks like iron but not iron, like jade but not jade, and its color is dark blue.

As soon as Tang Yan fell, boundless murderous aura emanated from the hilt of the sword, surging like a raging sea.

This pressure was a hundred or a thousand times more powerful than the might of a dragon. Standing at the center of this vortex of murderous intent, Tang Yan felt as insignificant as a speck of dust in the wind, a drop in the ocean, and could be destroyed at any time.

Calming his mind, Tang Yan bent down and reached out to grasp the hilt of the sword.

The hilt of the sword did not move, and the entire sword was indeed not inserted into the dragon head.

A heart-shaking breath came, Tang Yan suppressed his fear and drew his sword with force.

It was like tangible murderous aura constantly emanating, pouring down like the Milky Way.

The people below were startled, their hair stood on end, and looks of horror appeared on their faces.

The murderous aura grew stronger, everyone's hearts grew colder, and the sense of fear continued to grow.

Those who originally thought that Tang Yan was exaggerating have all given up the idea.

Everyone finally realized that Tang Yan’s previous words were too inadequate and could not describe the horror of murderous aura at all!

How much psychological pressure does Tang Yan have to withstand before he agrees to go?

At this moment, everyone showed deep respect to Tang Yan from the bottom of their hearts!

The chilling murderous aura made everyone huddle together, like little animals trembling in thunder and lightning, not daring to have any thought of resistance.

On the huge dragon head.

Tang Yan activated his Dantian, trying his best to fight against the vast murderous aura.

As the spiritual power vibrated, the young man's long hair flew, his clothes fluttered, and he no longer cared about life and death.

Swish!

Just as Tang Yan was trying to draw his sword, the scene before him suddenly changed.

There are no dragons and no palaces here.

He was located on a peak at the top of the mountains, and his appearance had returned to its original appearance.

Opposite him stood a thin "person" whose appearance was vague and unclear.

The mysterious man rushed towards Tang Yan with a sword in hand.

Tang Yan then realized that he could not use his spiritual power, but he seemed to be able to use any moves.

The same is true for the mysterious man opposite.

Martial arts cannot produce powerful force here. In the final analysis, it is all about skill.

Comparing skills?

Tang Yan's heart was burning with fighting spirit, and he raised Jiuchongshan to meet the enemy.

The mysterious man's swordsmanship was extremely advanced and far stronger than expected.

This was the first time that Tang Yan encountered such a tough opponent since he comprehended the heart of fighting and the heart of Tai Chi, which also aroused his competitive spirit.

Here, ordinary martial arts have become a burden.

The simple and neat sword-style foundation, through a myriad of combinations, is enough to quickly form a deadly and sophisticated killing move.

I don’t know how long the fight lasted.

It could be an hour, a day, or even a year.

Tang Yan saw an opportunity and his comrades took action instantly.

The sharp sword, with the spirit of sharing life and death, slashed towards the mysterious man like a mountain.

The mysterious man's sword momentum suddenly changed, and a surging murderous intent emanated from the sword. With a "must-kill" momentum, it hit Tang Yan's sword heavily.

Tang Yan immediately took a few steps back.

The opponent's sword moves are better than those of his "comrade"!

At this moment, the mysterious man suddenly uttered a hollow word: "Human?"

Tang Yan speculated that the other party might be a powerful dragon, and said arrogantly: "How smart, you figured this out, it must be your human grandfather!"

The mysterious man was silent for a while, and his hollow voice suddenly became more lively: "What is the name of this sword just now?"

"Comrades." Tang Yan did not hide it.

"Do you have any sword moves that are more powerful than those of my comrades?" the mysterious man asked again.

"You'll know if you try it!" Although the opponent is very strong, Tang Yan is not weak either, and Cangsheng took advantage of the situation to move forward.

The mysterious man still used the same trick as before.

Ding!

The two swords collided.

Tang Yan took another step back, but the mysterious man still stood like a pine tree.

"Good! Good! Good!" The mysterious man suddenly laughed in praise, and the blurry figure gradually became clear.

When he saw the mysterious man's appearance, Tang Yan almost knelt down: "Sword Saint?"

"I am honored to meet you, Grandpa from the human race." The Sword Master stepped forward and bowed in a sarcastic tone.

Tang Yan hurriedly supported the Sword Saint and said with a wry smile, "Don't blame me, Senior. I thought you were a dragon and I argued with you.

Junior Tang Yan greets the Sword Saint! "

Seeing Tang Yan's measured moves, the Sword Saint was satisfied and stopped caring: "What is the name of this sword?"

"The common people." Tang Yan replied.

"Well, it's a good name! It really gives us a sense of the human race's momentum!

Are there any stronger sword moves?" the Sword Saint asked again.

Tang Yan shook his head.

"Don't be discouraged, I was just greedy.

Being able to understand the importance of fellow soldiers and the people at such a young age is a blessing from heaven and a blessing for the human race!" The Sword Saint laughed heartily.

"Sword Saint, why are you here?" Tang Yan asked puzzledly.

“I fought against Dragon Ancestor that year. After I killed him, I was also seriously injured and will not live long.

He tempered the sword with his soul, suppressed the dragon vein with the sword, and sealed the dragon clan's destiny. From then on, the dragon clan withdrew from the human continent!

I left a divine thought sealed in the sword.

Only the human race with a holy appearance can awaken me.

If my divine consciousness is not awakened, my sword spirit will fight to the death with the opponent.

Your comrade successfully awakened me!"

After the sword master finished explaining, he asked, "Why did you draw your sword?"

Tang Yan said firmly: "Zhan Long! Lend me your sword!"

The Sword Master laughed when he heard this: "Then go ahead and kill him!

My last sword move is also called Dragon Slaying.

I thought this sword technique would be lost in the times, but I didn’t expect that God would bless me and let me meet a sword genius!

My sword is called "Judgment", you can take it.

I’ll teach you sword moves too!"

After saying that, the Sword Saint’s body turned into a speck of light and went straight into Tang Yan’s brow.

Countless sword theories emerged in Tang Yan's mind, including the "Dragon Slaying" skill.

Then the surrounding scenes disappeared, and when he opened his eyes again, he was still standing with the dragon head, his hand on the hilt of the sword.

With a gentle pull, a sword sound was heard, and the sword was easily pulled out from the dragon head.

The sword body was like silver frost, exuding a faint chill.

"Slay the dragon!"

With a light shout, Zhanlong instantly attacked and chopped towards the giant dragon!