"Comparing swords, the emperor has never lost!" Night jade dragon a face proud, although the imperial city ten show ranking third, but he never and shadow wind and Lou Ao Tian real hand.

In a real fight, yeyulong thinks that he is not inferior to anyone.

"Yes? It's a mule, it's a horse, just come out and walk! " Doutian looks calm, but he has moved his heart to kill.

Ye Yulong wanted to kill him many times. If he wasn't lucky, he might have died several times.

Of course, this is not the main reason why doutian wants to kill yeyulong. First, doutian and fat man promise to fight for yeyuxuan. Men's promise must be realized.

According to the current situation, the night jade dragon will never die, and the night jade Pavilion will never become the snow night emperor.

Second, if yeyulong is alive, Yanbei will never be at peace. Even this will affect the whole Doujia. His current strength is not enough to protect the Doujia. This is the most important reason why he wants to kill yeyulong.

"Snow sea, martial arts!"

The night jade dragon finally made a move. The white sword Qi was flashing all over the sky, just like snowflakes, covering every corner. Countless sword Qi flew from all directions to doutian.

"Immortal sword formula, thirteen swords on a snowy night! It's the secret that the emperor's family didn't pass on. It's said that the ancestor of the night family came up with it on a snowy night. There are 13 swords in total. One sword is faster than the other, and one sword is stronger than the other. Unfortunately, I heard that there are only 12 swords left now. "

"You are talking about the thirteen swords on a snowy night. Now the thirteen swords on a snowy night are just magic level swords. Every move has lost its original artistic conception."

"Even the Dharma level sword formula is very powerful. Doutian may not be able to resist it. I hope he won't hurt the princess in a rage."

Some of the words of the imperial court are whispered by those who are strong in battle tactics. They are all sword lovers. Seeing doutian and yeyulong's hand, they can't help commenting.

Dou Tianshan stands with a sword in his hand and his eyes tremble. It seems that he imprints every movement of the night jade dragon in his mind. His feet change for a while, and the ethereal trace step is fully displayed by him.

Poop, poop!

Snow sword fight, void issued bursts of sound explosion, turbulent soul power into a hurricane swept the four directions.

"Go on!" Doutian's indifferent voice rang out, and his robes floated, intact, as if all the sword Qi had touched the corner of his robe.

The night jade dragon's face is livid, murderous, the void changes again, the snow is still flying, but the snow sword disappeared, replaced by a bright white sword, the cold air frozen bone marrow.

Doutian stood there peacefully, one person, one sword, fearless, fearless.

The cold wind stirred his thick black hair. His resolute and cold face showed a kind of frivolous and uninhibited temperament.

When the white sword stabbed, doutian suddenly slowly raised his right hand, stretched out two fingers, and explored toward the sword.

"Is he looking for death?" The crowd trembled and was frightened by doutian's action!

To deal with such a powerful sword with one hand is to seek death!

Yeyulong also has a smile on his mouth. He has been practicing the thirteen swords of Xueye since he was a child. He has already got the essence of the thirteen swords of Xueye, and even marvels at them.

This sword is enough to kill those who are strong in the third small realm of Yanze's tactics. Can doutian's two fingers block it?

People seem to see the situation of doutian's hand being cut off, blood splashing and screaming.

However, to their disappointment, those two fingers seemed to be like a wall of iron and steel. They held on to the sharp sword and gently pinched it. The sword burst into pieces and turned into countless sharp blades.

The crowd gaped at Dou Tian, with an incredible look on his face.

Night jade dragon heart suddenly trembled for a while, looking at Dou Tian proud figure, I don't know why, in the eyes flashed a touch of fear.

"Snow in the sky, Feihong!"

"The snow floats like flocs!"

"The wind blows back!"

........

A roar came from the mouth of Yulong in the night. His sword technique was more and more fierce, but it was also more and more disordered. The swords cut through the sky and roared around doutian.

"Yeyulong is defeated!"

"Not only did he lose, but he could not even touch doutian's clothes. The same is true of the tactics of war. Why is there such a big gap?"

"Don't you find that doutian hasn't even made a sword up to now?"

Seeing this scene, several people in the imperial court shook their heads secretly, while others held their breath and looked around on guard. Yu Guang scanned the battle between them.

Niu Feiyang, Feng Bo and others are shocked, but more gratified. Doutian's understanding of Kendo has reached a new level, which is not comparable to the same level. Ten night Yulong may not be doutian's opponent.

"Snow night wind flower, chop!" The arrogance before the night jade dragon completely disappeared, some just a ferocious, he just wanted to fight heaven to die.

Over his head, a giant wolf, three feet in size, appeared. Her white hair was as holy as snow, and she exuded a kind of arrogance. She looked down like a peerless king, indifferent to everything.Jiupin Tiandao level battle soul Xiaoyue Sirius!

With the stabbing of the jade dragon at night, countless white sword awns appear in vain in the void. The sword awns are connected end-to-end, layer upon layer, and the snowflakes are flying, just like dancing fairies on a snowy night.

In a flash, the countless sword awns condensed into a handle of ice crystal sword, shooting towards the direction of doutian, leaving a shadow in the void, as if it could split the sky.

Countless swords are shuttling through the void. Doutian's feet are stepping on the ethereal steps and constantly dodging. His shadow is everywhere in the void. After half a sound, doutian goes back like a swallow. With a flick of his finger, the countless white swords explode.

Just at this time, the night jade dragon suddenly jumped up, and the vertical ladder of Dharma level body and Dharma combat skills made his speed reach a terrible level. The howling moon Sirius roared, and his sharp claws stepped on doutian's chest.

"Boom!"

At that critical moment, doutian also used the vertical ladder to carry the fighting spirit of Hades up against the sky. At the tip of his finger, there was a sharp light, just like a real sword.

Bang!

The sword broke the sword in the hand of the night jade dragon, and it penetrated his shoulder. The blood spilled down. On the other hand, the ghost of hell and the howling moon Sirius were fighting and biting each other.

With a bang, the night jade dragon smashed on the ground and flew backward for more than ten meters before stopping. His mouth was full of blood and churning.

"No way, how can you be so strong!" Night jade dragon bared his teeth, hair dancing, mouth blood gushing, unwilling to say: "why don't you sword?"

"Why?" Doutian looked at yeyulong with a funny smile and said, "do you think you deserve my sword?"

Do you deserve my sword?

Doutian's voice was not big, but it was not small. Everyone on the scene could hear it clearly.

In the past, people would think doutian was too arrogant and arrogant, but today, they can't say a word.

Who can't even touch the corner of doutian's clothes, is he worthy of his sword?

Obviously not!

This words, like a peerless sword, fiercely inserted in the night jade dragon's chest, destroyed his arrogance, destroyed his invincible Aura!

In the eyes of heaven, it's a joke.

"No, I'm the best!" The night jade dragon looks up to the sky and roars, all over is burning the surging weather flame, the momentum is climbing, ferocious looking at Dou Tian, roars: "I want you to die!"