Failed to escape the tribulation and returned to Earth to attend college

"You are spewing feces from your mouth, wow, I will kill you, this evil obstacle, with one strike of my sword!"

"Well done! The previous Dragon Dragon is dead, and now standing in front of you is the Iron Heart? King of Rebirth, the Great Raptor!"

"...What are you talking about? If I say another word to you, a vulgar beast, then I will be your son!"

"This dragon is a real dragon in the world. You, a coward, want to be my son. Are you worthy?!"

"Wow! You, you! I will risk my life with you!"

Wu Wentian's nose was so angry that he finally realized what it means to be a scholar when he encounters a soldier. He can't explain why. With such a creature that spits shit, any more words will cost him his life!

He stopped talking nonsense and focused all his attention on this sword, still aiming at the position of the dragon's heart. The purple electricity was still washing over him and the sword, raising the momentum to its peak. The space jump seemed to appear again. I don't know why. At this time, the sword will appear at the right position to pierce the dragon's heart!

"Drink, Teh!"

The dragon spit a mouthful of thick phlegm at Wu Wentian's old face. The latter saw the hot dragon's breath contained in the phlegm and quickly ducked away!

"boom!"

The saliva fell on the ground behind him, like a nuclear bomb exploding, making a loud noise that shook the earth, and the dragon's breath made the rocks burn.

A huge mushroom cloud slowly rose.

Although Wu Wentian could borrow the sword from the sky, he had never transcended the limitation of the Foundation Establishment Stage. If he took this dragon's breath with his face, he would be burned to death in an instant.

"Asshole! You only know these dirty tricks, you evildoer!"

He was so angry, how could he have such a disgusting opponent, disguising his killer move as thick phlegm? !

But he didn't even think about it. People who cultivate martial arts value their dignity the most. Who would let a mouthful of phlegm fall on his face? This may not be as easy as killing him!

When Wu Wentian turned around, a vulgar and smiling face suddenly appeared in front of him.

Dragon!

Taking advantage of his dodge, he flew in front of him!

'not good! '

Wu Wentian's heart suddenly filled with souls!

Being approached by a strong enemy is a big taboo in battle, especially since this villain is thick-skinned and thick-skinned, and his strength far exceeds that of the average golden elixir stage. I am afraid that just a casual claw can kill him without a place to bury him!

He was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder burst, but it was too late to escape, so he could only bite the bullet and thrust out the Wentian Sword. Being able to die with him was considered the best outcome.

Unexpectedly, Jiaolong did not attack him. Instead, he smiled slightly, stretched out his two claws, and firmly grasped the sword blade, hoping to block the blow!

Wu Wentian was ecstatic in his heart. He laughed three times wildly, "Hahaha! Idiots are idiots. You had the chance to end this battle, but you chose to seek your own death. You are so stupid!"

"hehe."

Jiaolong smiled slightly, and the power in his claws surged to resist the power of Wentian's fifth sword.

"I have ten thousand ways to crush you to death for an ant like you, but that's meaningless. My real opponent has never been you, the ant, but the being behind you! The opportunity to lure him out Not much. If you want to defeat Him, you must first face Him!”

"If I don't even have the courage to face my fear, how can I achieve the state of mind of the Golden Elixir Stage?"

Hearing this, Wu Wentian was filled with hatred. He was a contemporary swordsman, but he was called an ant or a bug by this evil obstacle!

Obviously, your four-clawed bamboo-like thing is more like an insect, okay?

"Asshole! Everyone knows that the limit of this world is foundation building. So many talented people and strangers have failed to break through this limit. Just because you want to become a Golden Core Martial Lord? This is simply laughable!"

As he spoke, the blood-red vapor on the Wentian Sword was so thick that it turned purple. Lightning was transmitted through the blade into the dragon's claws. He immediately groaned and seemed to be suffering from great pain.

"Well--"

"Hahaha! It's ridiculous to think that a fly can shake a tree. You and I are all members of this world, but you try to fight against God's will with a mortal body. The only outcome is death!"

Wu Wentian smiled wildly.

Smelling the smell of burnt meat coming from the dragon's body, he seemed to have seen his victory.

"You still have your dog's life and keel, I will take them all, Wentian Sword, kill!"

The blade of the sword was even brighter, drowning the dragon's claws in the dazzling light. The power contained in it seemed to split the entire world in two!

In the distance, Di Hongye was watching the battlefield intently, his brows involuntarily furrowed.

"Senior Chen, why don't you take action... The victory has been decided. No matter how powerful this dragon is, it has not broken through the limitations of the foundation period. Wu Wentian borrowed the power of heaven, and he will definitely die."

"Even if you lend him a little strength to fight, why do you just let him face all this alone..."

Yan Xinyue also asked anxiously, "Chen Xun, why do I feel that that sword is so terrifying? Can Longlong block it?"

"Don't worry, he's not stupid. He will hide if he can't stop him." Chen Xun watched quietly, his expression unwavering.

What he didn't tell the two girls was that Jiaolong was a dragon that had died once under the power of heaven. Now this sword would be a little tricky for him, but it would never be fatal. On the contrary, it might also become a great opportunity for Jiaolong.

"Oh! Sister Yueyue, just relax and watch the show. Since Brother Diao is here, nothing will happen to us or Longlong! Instead of worrying about it, why not have a taste of it? Come on!"

Luo Yiqiu handed over a bunch of grilled wings.

"..."

Yan Xinyue turned around and saw that her best friend had already started barbecuing at some point!

She didn't even light the stove, but used a burning wildfire.

I grabbed a handful of mutton skewers, chicken wings, sausages and other food to eat. The grilled meat was sizzling and oily, and my eyes were shining.

"Give me some, I'm just hungry."

Seeing this, Chen Xun also walked over and squatted down.

"Okay! Xiaoqiuqiu brand barbecue, we agreed after eating it, hehe!" Luo Yiqiu handed over a handful of meat skewers like a treasure.

"I'm sorry! Miss Luo, I want to eat steak, medium rare!"

On the other side, the dragons who were fighting fiercely smelled the fragrance, and Sora turned his head and loudly ordered food.

"Nigga, you will die by my sword today, and you still eat steak?! When I take your dragon bones to make a sword, I can burn it for you!"

Wu Wentian felt that he had been slighted and couldn't help but get angry.

Since the Wentian Sword was caught by the dragon, the power of spatial transition could not be used temporarily. However, under the steam of lightning, both claws of the dragon were left with only white bones. His recovery power was destroyed by the powerful offensive. It was crushed, and the wound became bigger and bigger!

The Wentian Sword is already pressed against Jiaolong's chest. As long as it goes one foot further, his heart will be pierced!