I Possessed a Demon Sovereign

Chapter 174: 173. Good Luck and Bad Luck

Translator: 549690339

Since his words failed to move the other party, Li Yuanlong did not say anything more.

He had been on guard since the beginning and had secretly made preparations.

Facing the invisible sword edge of the empress, he punched out.

The powerful black dragon extended in the air and charged toward the empress.

As the ten dragons converged, the fist intent of this Qiankun Dragon Fist also contained the exquisite power of the other nine dragons.

All these advantages were gathered together, and at the same time, the Cosmos Dragon’s fierce and fierce attacks were the core.

Compared to the nine dragons of the past, although there was only one more layer of power concept, it seemed to have undergone a qualitative change.

A dragon that was hundreds of meters long danced in the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth.

As the dragon scales opened and closed, clouds of Dragon Awe Auspicious Clouds appeared. They enveloped Li Yuanlong and Yan Mingkong at the same time, causing them to feel as if they had sunk into a swamp.

Under the suppression of the dragon’s might, the circulation of the energy in her body seemed to be disrupted.

The black dragon’s eyes were filled with a majestic and domineering light. The divine light was deep and terrifying.

Li Yuanlong, who had broken through to the 14th realm and was in the Spirit Realm, unleashed a Dragon Fist. His fist intent manifested a black dragon that was even more majestic and domineering than the real fire dragon. It was like a living adult dragon.

Yan Mingkong remained unmoved and nodded thoughtfully.

“Ten dragons combined into one. It is almost comparable to the Great Heavenly Demonic Hand…”

As she spoke, her right hand seemed to be holding air as she sent it forward.

Then, the air suddenly turned cold.

Time and space seemed to have been frozen.

The black dragon formed by Li Yuanlong’s fist intent seemed to have stopped in midair for a moment.

The huge black dragon’s body froze in midair.

The divine essence spiritual light in his eyes also disappeared for an instant.

A living dragon seemed to have turned into a statue.

In the next moment, time and space seemed to return to normal.

The black dragon’s huge body moved again and continued to charge at Yan Mingkong.

However, the divine essence in the dragon’s eyes did not reappear.

The dragon roar stopped abruptly.

From the dragon’s head, there seemed to be an ice-blue radiance shooting out.

A slit appeared in the middle of the eyes of the dragon head that was like a small mountain.

Then, like a small mountain being split in half, the black dragon’s head was also split in half!

There was no blood on the wound.

It wasn’t because this dragon was formed from Li Yuanlong’s fist intent, but because the black dragon’s wounds were all covered in ice and frost.

It was caused by the frost, which also froze the power of life within.

Among Li Yuanlong’s Ten Dragon Emperor Fists, the Emerald Dragon Fist was good at healing injuries and recovering qi, and was mainly used to not fall after a hundred calamities.

If the other nine dragons were damaged, the Jade Dragon Fist would heal them in time.

Under the vigorous vitality, it protected Li Yuanlong himself and the other nine dragon fist intents.

However, at this moment, the fist intent of the Jade Dragon Fist had also disappeared from the black dragon’s body.

Or more accurately, the Jade Dragon was the first to be ‘killed’.

Frost condensed on the Black Dragon’s body.

The images of the Jade Dragon and the other nine dragons were reflected on the ice.

But without exception, their heads were split in half.

One sword, cutting down ten dragons!

All kinds of fist intent were killed by this sword!

Until Yan Mingkong’s hand was free, even an invisible sword.

The netherworld was formless, and the divine sword drank blood!

He wanted to drink the blood of the Heavenly Demon with the invisible Netherworld Divine Blade!

Today, he killed the dragon and drank the dragon’s blood, invincible.

Li Yuanlong’s face was also faintly covered with a layer of green Qi.

An invisible sword came down from above, threatening to kill the Black Dragon’s entire body along with Li Yuanlong himself.

“It’s not that I’m lucky.” “It’s your bad luck,” he said.

The black dragon’s body suddenly stopped breaking.

The formless sword edge seemed to have suddenly encountered an unbreakable barrier.

The icy-blue radiance in the empress’s eyes suddenly became dazzling.

In her vision, there was something hidden in the black dragon’s body that she had cut open.

That Cosmos Dragon Fist was only Li Yuanlong’s smokescreen.

The item in the black dragon’s body was his true trump card to deal with the empress’s sword.

A stone tablet.

Two ancient and profound words were written on the stone tablet.

“Sword Comprehension.”

There was no powerful aura flowing out of the Sword Comprehension Stele, nor was there any profound intent.

However, the strange thing was that the fierce and cold Netherworld Divine Spear that seemed invincible stopped in its tracks when it saw this stone tablet.

The empress’s hand that was holding the sword trembled slightly.

She frowned.

It wasn’t her hand that was trembling, but her sword.

Her sword seemed to want to break free from her palm.

Sword Comprehension Stele. When one encountered a stele to comprehend a sword, the sword would be suppressed by the stele.

He knew that Sword Emperor Wang Jian was not on the same side as him, he knew that the Chief of the Demon Cult’s Vermillion Bird Palace Hall might be secretly harboring world-shocking sword techniques, and because of Wang Jian’s words, when he first heard that the Demon Empress might also be skilled in sword techniques, Li Yuanlong did not panic because of the Sword Comprehension Stele in his hand!

If possible, Li Yuanlong had tried his best not to use this trump card.

Because from the original point of view, this was something he had prepared for the Sword Pavilion Master Tao WangJi..

The trump card was known, so it was inevitable that people would be wary of it.

But now, it didn’t matter to Li Yuanlong.

Yan Mingkong unsheathed his sword and reversed the Spirit Slash!

If he dared to lower his guard, he could die under the sword of this opponent at the thirteenth level at any time.

Under the effect of the Sword Comprehension Stele, Yan Mingkong’s sword finally showed its true colors.

An ice-blue radiance gradually appeared in her jade-white palm.

A three-foot-long ice sword appeared in Yan Mingkong’s hand.

At this moment, the hilt of the ice sword was dyed red, as if blood was flowing out of Yan Mingkong’s palm and into the ice sword.

The blood line continued to extend inside the ice sword until the tip of the sword touched.

A misty sword Qi shot out from the ice sword. The sword Qi was like the cold demonic aura that rushed out of the Nether Gate and killed the black dragon.

However, after encountering the Sword Comprehension Stele, it stopped and couldn’t continue.

The ordinary stone tablet did not have any luster. It seemed extremely ordinary, but it had a unique and wondrous aspect.

Yan Mingkong’s hand became more and more steady, and the ice sword in his hand also gradually stabilized.

However, the tip of the blade began to slowly shatter into tiny ice crystals that scattered in all directions.

“Alright, I’d rather break than bend!” While Li Yuanlong praised, his hands were not slow at all.

He immediately struck out with both hands.

It was the Cosmos Dragon Fist.

A Thunder Dragon Fist.

The black dragon was overbearing, and its attacks were still fierce.

The thunder dragon let out a deafening roar, as if a chain of thunderbolts had exploded.

The dragon’s roar did not affect the outside world. Instead, it directly attacked the person’s divine soul.

The Sanskrit of the Temple of Purity had always been known as the number one Sonic Killing technique in the Divine Lands before it was destroyed by the Demon Emperor.

The Thunder Dragon Fist of the Nine Dragon Emperor Fist was also famous in the Great Xia Dynasty.

Now that Li Yuanlong had reached the 14th realm, his Thunder Dragon Fist was even more powerful than the Sanskrit of Master Mingjue, who was not injured and at his peak.

The lightning dragon’s eyes flashed with divine light, as if lightning was exploding one after another.

Li Yuanlong wanted to use this fist to break Yan Mingkong’s defense.

Although Yan Mingkong’s defense was strong, Li Yuanlong didn’t think that she could be like the Cauldron God Technique that had no blind spots in all directions.

From the very beginning, the Thunder Dragon Fist was his trump card against Yan Mingkong.

The first Qiankun Dragon Fist was just bait.

It was to pave the way for the Sword Comprehension Stele, to lure Yan Mingkong to attack without any scruples.

After the Thunder Dragon Fist shocked Yan Mingkong’s soul and caused his defense to collapse, the Qiankun Dragon Fist unleashed its destructive power and won in one strike.

Yan Mingkong’s eyes lit up as he sized up the Sword Comprehension Stele.

Towards Li Yuanlong’s fierce attack, he didn’t take it to heart.

When Li Yuanlong saw this, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Then, in the next moment, Yan Mingkong’s other hand suddenly lit up with a sword light.

A blood-red sword light.

Li Yuanlong’s heart palpitated.

Yan Mingkong held a sword with both hands, and in one hand was an ice sword that was constantly breaking.

In his other hand was a strange ancient sword that was three feet long.

The blade was completely blood-red, flashing with a vicious light.

Boundless coldness was emitted from it.

Then, Yan Mingkong waved the blood sword.

This time, it was the Sword Comprehension Stele, which had been as steady as Mount Tai, that suddenly shook.

The stone tablet and the blood sword in Yan Mingkong’s hand shook at the same time.

Then, the Ancient Sword of Blood Light flew out from Yan Mingkong’s palm.

Li Yuanlong was shocked to realize that the Sword Comprehension Stele had also escaped his control.

The stone tablet in the air floated up and landed.

In the end, it was the Sword Comprehension Stele that suppressed the blood-red ancient sword.

However, this strange stone tablet had no time to care about others.

The ice sword in Yan Mingkong’s hand instantly returned to its original state.

Hot blood flowed in the ice.

The ice sword instantly disappeared without a trace.

The bloodstains were gone, and Yan Mingkong’s palm was still as flawless as before.

The cold Nether Gate opened once again, and a cold killing wind blew out from it, sweeping across the world.

The invisible divine blade once again drank the dragon blood!

Li Yuanlong changed his moves almost as fast as lightning the moment Yan Mingkong’s blood-red ancient sword appeared.

The other party’s strength had completely exceeded his expectations.

There was no benefit in continuing the battle.

Other than Yan Mingkong, Chen Luoyang and Yuwen Feng might catch up at any time.

Li Yuanlong could already vaguely sense that the commotion on the other battlefield in the distance was gradually calming down.

It was very likely that Chen Luoyang and Class Hongqing had already decided the victor.

Li Yuanlong’s Thunder Dragon Fist remained unchanged, hoping to disrupt Yan Mingkong.

The Qiankun Dragon Fist immediately transformed into the Cloud Dragon Fist. The fist technique and body technique merged into one, and the speed was unleashed. The first thing he did was to retreat far away.

However, time and space seemed to have paused for a moment.

An invisible sword blade slashed past, and the huge lightning dragon was instantly beheaded.

The continuous thunderclaps suddenly stopped without any warning.

Yan Mingkong attacked for the third time.

Ru Yun Long, who was about to fly into the air, was still unable to dodge this traceless sword.

The huge dragon was killed again.

Even the sky was left with an icy blue sword scar, like a wound in the sky.

Li Yuanlong grunted and fell from the sky.

He endured his injuries and did not fall to the ground. He continued to run away without looking back. However, his movements were slow and he was in an extremely sorry state.

Yan Mingkong let out a sigh of relief. A pale green color appeared on his face and did not dissipate for a long time.

She waved her hand, and the Sword Comprehension Stele and the blood-red ancient sword returned to her palm at the same time.

As he kept the items, Yan Mingkong looked in the direction Li Yuanlong had escaped in. At the same time, he sensed something.

Chen Luoyang and Yuwen Feng appeared on the horizon..