Chapter 220 Killing the Red Scale Dragon

The Red Scale Flying Dragon King was agile, and with his wings spread, he swept across the sky and came to Zhao Huang in an instant.

Bang!

Accompanied by the explosion of the silver bottle and the deafening sound of tearing the air, the Red Scale Flying Dragon King's huge dragon claws suddenly grabbed down, as if to tear time and space apart.

Zhao Huang's eyes flashed, and his long sword turned into a sword light, facing the dragon claws. The flames of the Great Sun Ancient Body even entangled the mysterious ancient sword, reflecting each other and increasing the sword's power.

The sword and claws collided in mid-air, making a deafening sound of metal and iron, and bursting out a tremor of metal and stone, sparks flying, and lightning flying!

Zhao Huang's face was solemn. The power of the Red Scale Flying Dragon King was far beyond his imagination. Every confrontation made him feel the tension of life and death hanging by a thread.

The Red Scale Flying Dragon King did not stop. Its dragon tail swept across like an iron whip, trying to draw Zhao Huang into the vortex-like attack.

Zhao Huang responded calmly, his figure flashed like lightning, avoiding the fatal blow, and then a lightning-fast counterattack slashed at the neck of the Red Scale Flying Dragon King.

The Red Scale Flying Dragon King was angry, his dragon scales flashed, and his body was surging with hot dragon breath, resisting Zhao Huang's long sword.

As the battle progressed, Zhao Huang gradually found out the weakness of the Dragon King, and used his superb swordsmanship and the power of magic weapons to constantly test and attack.

In the end, the Red Scale Flying Dragon King also felt the mysterious power from the ancient body of the Great Sun Desolate in Zhao Huang.

Although Zhao Huang was young, his potential and determination surprised the Dragon King.

In a brief moment of absent-mindedness, Zhao Huang seized the opportunity and stabbed the Dragon King's eyes with a sword.

The Red Scale Flying Dragon King roared, with pain and anger in his eyes. He did not expect that this young man could pose such a great threat to him.

Boom!

The Red Scale Flying Dragon King burst out with terrifying energy that rolled up the world. The high density of its power made Zhao Yu's face change drastically and retreated in panic.

Boom!

In an instant, a huge high-temperature fireball fell like a meteor. Its fluctuations were so large and its range was so wide that even Zhao Yu could not dodge it. He could only hold up the mysterious ancient sword, agitate the Great Sun Ancient Body, and violently collide with the energy fireball of the Red Scale Flying Dragon King.

Boom!

The temperature of the fireball dissipated, and Zhao Yu was burned all over. If it were not for the terrifying effect of the Great Sun Ancient Body that gave him super resistance to fire, he would have died.

Boom!

The Red Scale Flying Dragon King was also shocked by Zhao Yu's terror, and shook his wings and flew back to the Flying Dragon Valley.

Zhao Huang wanted to continue to kill into the Flying Dragon Valley and find Song Tianming to suppress him.

However, the masters of the Fourth Spiritual Peak stopped Zhao Huang and advised him: "Brother Zhao, the Red Scale Flying Dragon King is extraordinary. Even if you can only fight him 50-50, then Song Tianming is definitely in danger. We just need to guard the door and prevent him from escaping!"

After Zhao Huang calmed down, he realized that the Red Scale Flying Dragon King was indeed very dangerous. Although he had stabbed one of its eyes, he was also very clever. He was torn by the Red Scale Flying Dragon King's dragon claws and bitten by its dragon teeth several times in the process.

"It was so difficult for me to kill him, and Song Tianming was even more difficult to resist. He will definitely die. We just need to wait here!"

As soon as he entered the Flying Dragon Valley, Song Tianming felt the strong dragon breath in the air.

Boom!

A quasi-earth-level red-scaled giant dragon rushed out. It stood tall like a mountain, its dragon scales flashing with dazzling red light, its dragon claws like iron, and its huge mouth spewing hot flames.

Song Tianming's face was solemn. Feilong Valley was indeed a restricted area. Even apart from the Red Scale Flying Dragon King, there were also top masters. He knew that this battle was extraordinary and he had to go all out.

The Red Scale Dragon roared, and the world seemed to be shaken. The dragon's tail swung violently, stirring up the wind and clouds, and several huge fireballs flew towards him like meteors.

Tianming did not dare to neglect it. He flashed and fully activated the fire escape in the Five Elements Escape Technique. Before the fireball hit him, he cleverly avoided one of the fireballs, and then jumped up and threw the colorful treasure gourd in his hand.

The colorful treasure gourd rotated in the air, emitting dazzling light, and flew quickly towards the Red Scale Dragon.

The treasure gourd in Song Tianming's hand bloomed with the most dazzling light, and the colorful light condensed into a huge light column, pointing directly at the body of the Red Scale Dragon.

The Red Scale Dragon roared angrily, but it was too late to avoid it. The beam of light penetrated its scales and hit its weak point directly.

The red-scaled dragon was confused by the colorful light and lost its focus on attacking Song Tianming for a while. The huge fireball hit the ground, stirring up thousands of piles of snow.

However, the red-scaled dragon reacted very quickly. With a wave of its dragon claws, five fire patterns slashed at Song Tianming like five sharp swords.

Song Tianming responded calmly. The dragon pattern on his body emerged faintly, and the dragon robbery Dharma and the fighting secret technique were activated immediately. He burst the true energy in his body to the limit.

Song Tianming dodged left and right, and every step was full of rhythm, as if he had already integrated into this contest between dragon and man.

The red-scaled dragon's fire pattern chopped and came, and Song Tianming's dragon robbery Dharma would dissolve it one by one before the fire pattern touched it.

Every move of Song Tianming was precise and swift, with almost no redundant state.

When the fire pattern dissipated, Song Tianming suddenly sacrificed a ground-level magic weapon-the bronze magic mirror.

The bronze magic mirror flashed with ancient mysterious light, like a shield of light hanging in the air.

Song Tianming's mind moved, and the runes in the mirror shone brightly, instantly covering the body of the red-scaled dragon.

The red-scaled dragon felt the mysterious power contained in the bronze magic mirror and struggled hard, but to no avail.

The bronze magic mirror hummed, like a majestic and inviolable seal, turning the roar of the red-scaled dragon into nothingness.

Song Tianming urged his magic power, and the bronze magic mirror emitted a strong light, gradually melting the body of the red-scaled dragon into a pool of red blood.

The last struggle of the red-scaled dragon was completely shattered. Its body fell down with a bang, and there was still a trace of unwillingness and pain in its ferocious dragon eyes.

Song Tianming's scalp was numb. This red-scaled dragon was really powerful. If he hadn't used the bronze magic mirror, this top magic weapon, otherwise there would be more variables in this battle.

What made Song Tianming feel even more numb was that the roar of the red-scaled dragon echoed everywhere in the Flying Dragon Valley.

At the same time, outside the Flying Dragon Valley, the Red-Scaled Dragon King was rushing to help and encircling Song Tianming.

The Red-Scaled Dragon King did not forget Song Tianming, the human boy who trespassed into the valley.

Song Tianming was just a human cultivator at the level of the mortal realm, and the Red Scale Dragon King could control him at will.

Song Tianming's scalp tingled, and he suddenly fell into a difficult situation of being caught in a dilemma.

Suddenly, at this moment of life and death, when his life was hanging by a thread, a voice reached Song Tianming's ears.

"Brother, come here quickly, come here quickly!"

Song Tianming's eyes lit up, and he immediately ran to the source of the sound!