Datang ancient martial arts system

Chapter 288
Wounded beasts are the most dangerous. Flood Dragon may feel that he cannot avoid it today. Somehow, with a forceful effort, his huge body rose into the air and crashed into the Xuanshui armored soldiers. It should be because he felt the most threatening crossbow arrows and wanted to Get rid of it first.

Jiaolong's strength was extremely strong, even if he was seriously injured, he rushed into the Xuanshui armored formation and repeatedly hit and swept, wounding countless people in a short time.

"Stop it!" Princess Yuzhang, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was in a hurry, and rushed forward with two sabers.

"Be careful!" Luo Song was taken aback. He didn't expect her to make a move, so he quickly stepped forward, aiming at Jiaolong's wound with his long spear.

"Kill!" Of course, the others would not be idle, and quickly followed to kill!

The princess had an accident, and I'm afraid it will be uncomfortable here, so Situ Changfeng also didn't dare to neglect, and with a flash of figure, he faced the dragon head-on.

This is a wrestling that has evolved into durability. It depends on whether the dragon is dragged first, or whether Situ Changfeng and others can't stop it. You must know that if you want to hurt the dragon, if you don't stab the wound, every blow You need to use all your strength, and you have to explode a lot of true energy to hurt it.

And every blow of Jiaolong is not light, and it is not easy to dodge. In many cases, it has to be strong to avoid escaping from the encirclement.

With another blow, Zheng Liwan, who had just recovered a bit, was knocked into the air by the dragon and landed on the ground with blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth.

"Liwan!" Situ Changfeng was taken aback, but he didn't bother to go over to check because Jiaolong rushed towards him.

"Evil animal!" Under the fury of the storm, Chief Situ shouted and poured all his true energy into the Overlord Spear, and pierced the dragon's mouth with lightning speed.

"Hiss!" Under the pain, Jiaolong didn't stop, but was able to hit Situ Changfeng more violently.

Situ Changfeng felt very uncomfortable this time, he felt like being hit by a truck, his heart jumped into his throat, he flew down several meters, and a mouthful of old blood couldn't help but spurt out, it was because he had the characteristics of iron bones, otherwise the bones I don't know how many breaks.

"Ms. sir!" Fan Lihua yelled anxiously and angrily, jumped up and slashed down with her sword.

This knife happened to be facing a wound on the front half of Jiaolong, so the knife went deep into Jiaolong's body, and the blade was completely sunk and stuck inside.

However, Fan Lihua did not escape the fate of being knocked into the air, and was swept away by Jiaolong's tail, landed in the crowd, and bumped into several Xuanshuijia soldiers.

"Ah!" A Xuanshui armored soldier rushed forward desperately, grabbing the crossbow arrow inserted into the dragon's body.

After imitating the example, many people rushed up immediately, or hugged Jiaolong's body and held their weapons, or swung their knives and slashed at the wound, all of a sudden, they surrounded Jiaolong with water.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Of course Jiaolong would not just sit still, he struggled desperately, and then swept away many people.

But Jiaolong was also miserable. Originally, the weapon was inserted into his body, and the blood just flowed out. Now, the weapon was almost pulled out. Suddenly, like rain, blood started to fall all over the sky, spraying everywhere.

"Kill! Attack at the wound!" Luo Song, who was aggrieved by the beating, his eyes lit up, shouted, swung his spear, and repeatedly picked the wound on Jiaolong's body several times, expanding the wound.

All those present were masters, of course they understood the meaning, and those who could move swiftly swung their weapons and attacked the wound.Especially Hongfu, Gongsun, mother and daughter, turned and moved around Jiaolong's body, and kept waving their swords to expand the results of the battle.

"Boom!" Flood Dragon waved his tail at last, but only powerlessly knocked back a few Xuanshui armored soldiers, let out bursts of mourning, and then powerlessly lowered his huge head.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" After waiting for a while, seeing that the dragon was indeed dead, the soldiers cheered loudly.

Seeing the death of Jiaolong, Situ Changfeng and others couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief and smiled.

"Hurry up, save people, and collect all the dragon's blood." Situ Changfeng shouted loudly enduring the pain all over his body.

Immediately, someone moved the empty bottle that had been prepared, and began to collect the dragon's blood, or enlarged the wound, and continued to bleed.

"Captain, the dragon scale is also a good thing." Deng Ru'an rushed over with some helpless people, and said excitedly.

"Okay, I won't let go of all the cramps and skin." Situ Changfeng nodded in agreement with understanding.

There are dozens of doctors who will be busy treating the wounded. These are all planned, and the medicinal materials have been prepared and brewed there.

"Liwan, Lihua, are you all right?" Situ Changfeng asked with concern.

"I'm fine, just a little injured. Is it okay, husband?" Zheng Liwan wiped the blood from the corner of Situ Changfeng's mouth and asked distressedly.

"It's a small matter, you take a break and look at other people for your husband." Situ Changfeng said with a grin.

"Ah."

After comforting the two wives, Situ Changfeng inspected the group, and at last he was quite relieved. Those who came to help were at least not dead, disabled, or injured. Those are all expected, and it will be fine after a period of recuperation.

Looking at the dead Jiaolong, Situ Changfeng's eyes lit up, several prescriptions flashed in his mind, and he wished he could do it immediately.

"I didn't expect to really slay a dragon." Deng Ruan said excitedly to Situ Changfeng.

"It doesn't feel too difficult? Why can't Emperor Qin and Han Wu take it down?" Situ Changfeng said with a frown.

"This is understandable. Emperor Qin and Han Wu were not prepared enough. It is difficult to fight with manpower alone! They are saying that their magical weapons are much worse, and some small wounds are not fatal to Jiaolong." Deng Ru'an shook his head and said, stroking his beard. Jiaolong, their millennium mission is over, relaxed and happy.

Situ Changfeng thought about it too. Not only did he get the nearly thousand-year-old inventory of the Blood Killing Hall, but he also collected it himself, plus the ores exchanged by the system, and more than 100 sky-level weapons, which can be described as extremely luxurious.

"Mr. Deng, I would like to trouble you to reforge these weapons into knives." Situ Changfeng begged.

"Of course, these materials can't be wasted like this, and it would be better to make weapons with materials contaminated with dragon's blood." Deng Ru'an knew that he was talking about the dozens of crossbow arrows, and nodded in agreement.

After a while, Jiaolong was disemboweled by Ah Niu, and the gentian and draconian heart were taken out, which were packed in jade boxes and sent over.

Seeing that he really had a dragon heart, Situ Changfeng was so excited that his body trembled slightly. The Shenlong Essence and Blood Body Refining Pill was provided by the system. After he bought it, according to the introduction, it was left by the Yellow Emperor. It is said that the Yellow Emperor was the killer. Obtaining a dragon, gaining the essence and blood of the heart, and finally becoming stronger, defeated Chi You, who is known as the God of War.

In the end, it was said that the Yellow Emperor ascended to the sky on a dragon. There was no reason for it, and Situ Changfeng guessed that the Yellow Emperor should have raised a dragon.

There is the tomb of Concubine Xiang on Junshan Island, and Ehuang and Nvying are all from the same era as Huangdi, so it makes sense to bring the little Jiaolong to Dongting Lake.

(End of this chapter)