Bishang hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and slapped Zhiman in the face, and said coldly: "If what you said is true, I will definitely kill you when I see you next time. Feimiao, let's go."

She and Fei Miao threw down the branches and left quickly.

Not long after they left, Zhiman suddenly raised his head and turned into a man with a bang.

He grabbed his neck, spat, and said to himself: "This woman is really cruel and almost died... I'd better go back to Sanqing Cave to report to the master."

He turned into a blue smoke and disappeared in place.

Bishang and Feimiao flew all the way to the foot of the mountain, and met Ruan Ling jumping down from the flying beast.

"Bi Shang?"

Ruan Ling was a little surprised to see her here, "Are you coming to see me?"

She came over.

Bishang looked at her.

Although she had laid a dragon egg, her figure was still as slender as a girl, and her already beautiful face radiated with a more beautiful and beautiful light.

She seems to be so beautiful, confident, and radiating a never-dissipating light.

Bishang felt that this light could almost burn her eyes.

Bishang looked at her and thought that her red dragon bloodline was a bloodline that was inferior to the Qinglong, and she couldn't help but feel a little unfair.

Why is she a low-blooded person who lives a hundred times more dazzling than a green dragon like herself?

In the past, she thought that everyone had their own destiny, and Sister Ruan Ling was born with good fortune.

But now she doesn't think so.

Ruan Ling walked up to her and said, "Bi Shang, what's the matter with you coming here to find me? If you want to ask..."

Before she could finish speaking, Bishang suddenly pulled out the dragon blade and stabbed her body with a sword!

Fei Miao's expression changed slightly, hesitated for a while, and stood still.

The dragon blade is an extremely special weapon.

It is made of the sharpest bone on the dragon's body.

The dragon clan attaches great importance to its remains. Being willing to use its bones as weapons must be left to the closest descendants.

In other words, Bishang's dragon blade was made of the dragon bones of her ancestors. Ruan Ling had never had a family or relatives, so she had no chance to use the dragon blade.

The dragon blade has extremely strong lethality. Last time, Bi Shang was injured by his dragon blade. With the strong physique of the dragon clan and Ruan Ling's elixir, it took him a long time to recover.

At this moment, Bishang was not prepared for Ruan Ling, and he would kill with one blow without any mercy.

Ruan Ling reacted very quickly, but she could only avoid the vital position of her heart and was stabbed in her left arm.

The sharp dragon blade penetrated her arm directly.

Ruan Ling was in great pain and pushed her away with her right hand.

The dragon blade was suddenly pulled out.

Bring out a thread of blood.

The wounds caused by the dragon blade cannot heal automatically.

She covered her bloody arms and half-kneeled on the ground, looking up at Bishang, her eyes full of shock and disbelief.

"Bi Shang, why?"

"You deserve it, you deserve it!" Bishang held the dragon blade, his eyes full of hatred.

Blood dripped from the dragon blade one by one.

Ruan Lingzhen doubted whether the person in front of her was Bishang.

How long hasn't seen you?

"Damn it!" Ruan Ling cursed, covering her arms to stand up.

But at this moment, her left arm was completely destroyed, and the spell attached to the dragon blade made her wound unable to heal and her blood could not be stopped.

Although she struggled to stand up, the intense pain almost made her unable to think normally.
Chapter completed!