The Female Lord Of Resentment, And The Eighteen-Winged Six Seraphs

Chapter 467 Embarrassment

Shen Xuan narrowed his eyes and stepped back quickly.

However, Mang Qing's attack speed was faster, and he arrived in front of him almost in the blink of an eye.

Shen Xuan spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground in a panic. His left shoulder was split open by a sharp ax blade, and blood flowed from the wound.

"As expected of a powerful person at the seventh level of the gods and demons, he is really powerful. If I hadn't understood the peak of the fourth level of the gods and demons, I wouldn't be my opponent at all." Shen Xuan felt bitter in his heart.

"You think this is the end?"

Mang Qing smiled ferociously, stamped his foot, and went to kill him again.

His speed was extremely fast, and he was close in the blink of an eye. The giant ax struck Shen Xuan's neck with a roaring wind. His face darkened and he quickly dodged.

But at this moment, the ax in Mang Qing's hand turned into a giant python and hit Shen Xuan hard in the stomach, sending his body flying out.

He vomited blood, fell to the ground, and his body twitched slightly.

"Hahaha! Let's see how you resist this time!"

Mang Qing laughed triumphantly, and the giant ax in his hand fell down again, slashing towards Shen Xuan's head.

This time, Shen Xuan had no way to escape and could only watch the giant ax coming down, feeling extremely sad in his heart.

He wanted to struggle, but all his strength seemed to be exhausted.

Seeing that the giant ax was about to hit his head, Shen Xuan's eyes suddenly turned red.

On the surface of his body, a piece of crimson scales quickly emerged, covering him, making him look like a god of war.

He raised his arms and punched out.

The fists of the two collided hard, making a deafening sound.

Mang Qing was thrown away by the sudden collision.

There were some blood marks on Shen Xuan's face, but he still stood tall, holding the long sword tightly in his hand and charging towards Mang Qing.

Mang Qing's strength is indeed very strong. The seventh transformation of the gods and demons, coupled with the dragon bloodline, makes it even more terrifying.

Although Shen Xuan had the fourth-level cultivation of gods and demons, he was far from being able to compare with him. He forced himself towards Mang Qing step by step, his eyes full of madness.

"This guy is not simple!"

When Shen Xuan was less than three meters away from Mang Qing, Mang Qing's body suddenly expanded, doubling in size!

A huge beast with a height of more than five meters appeared in front of Shen Xuan.

…Please give me flowers…

His body was wrapped with a layer of faint golden light, as if he was wearing a piece of divine armor!

"Such a strong defense. What kind of monster is this?!"

"No, this should be the legendary Manghuang holy beast Manglong!"

Mang Qing raised his head and roared, a dragon's roar echoed through the sky, he opened his huge mouth, and a black vortex burst out from his mouth, swallowing Shen Xuan into it.

"Is this... the secret technique of the dragon clan?" Shen Xuan looked horrified, and without any hesitation, turned around and ran away.

But how could Mang Qing let him escape?

He flapped his wings and his speed surged to the extreme, chasing Shen Xuan.

"boom!"

Shen Xuan and Mang Qing fought fiercely in mid-air, causing the entire snow-capped mountain to sway violently.

Mang Qing's body was wrapped with a layer of rich divine light, like a peerless divine king, with extremely domineering momentum.

After all, Shen Xuan's strength was still low. He was defeated after only sustaining hundreds of moves. His clothes exploded into powder, and his body also had several shocking and hideous wounds, dripping with blood.

"Aren't you going to surrender?" Mang Qing looked down at Shen Xuan. .