Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

The roaring dog rose in the wind, and in an instant it pounced, and with a bark, it opened its mouth and bit the neck of the demon tiger.

Suddenly, the demonic qi was turbulent, and the demonic tiger wailed again and again.

In mythology and legend, the Roaring Dog and Yang Jian are inseparable, but there are obvious differences about the image of the Roaring Dog.

There are legends that it is a thin black dog, and there is a legend that it is a white-haired retriever, all of which are different.

And during the battle of the gods, every time Yang Jian used the roaring dog, he took out a tissue paper dog in his arms, and after the sacrifice, he turned into a white dog and stepped forward to bite it.

The power is huge, and the sneak attack is so fast that even the Daluo immortals are often difficult to dodge, and I don't know how many famous immortals have been bitten.

At least in the War of the Gods, the Howling Sky Dog exists as a magic weapon.

The Roaring Sky Dog kept biting at the Demon Tiger, and Mo Yu tiptoed a little, and turned back in the air to kill the Twelve Hall Lords.

His speed was too fast, and the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand slashed down, like a half-moon light appearing in the air, with a dreamy color.

And in the dream, there is a hidden slaughter.

The reaction of the twelve hall lords was also extremely fast, his hands were wrapped in fist gloves, his movements were extremely simple, and he blocked Mo Yu's knife with one hand.

At the same time, his left hand condensed slightly, and he pulled it towards Mo Yu's heart in a soft shout.

The third eye on his forehead clearly captured this scene, and Mo Yu's left hand met it with the same fist, which was exactly the same.

Bang!

A terrifying aftermath erupted in the night sky, and the figures of the two flew back at the same time, only to turn into afterimages in the next moment.

Both of them are too strong to catch their figures.

In just a few seconds, the two sides have fought more than a thousand moves.

The Twelve Hall Lords had always been on guard against Mo Yu's third eye, but seeing that no divine light had appeared for a long time, he was a little relieved.

Isn't it the kind of divine light that can only be used once?

But even so, he was suppressed everywhere in the fight, Mo Yu seemed to be able to see through his fists, and every time he reacted in advance, he was extremely uncomfortable.

And after a moment of fighting, Mo Yu also had a rough grasp of the strength of the twelve hall masters.

With a fight back, he suddenly pointed at the demon rope that rose from a distance, coming from a tricky angle to restrain him.

How vigilant the twelve hall lords were, in terms of strength, they were even more above the slaughtering people, their hands clenched their fists and touched, and a circle of invisible fist wind spread, and the demon rope was touched, and they couldn't move forward.

Taking advantage of this fleeting opportunity, he jumped up instantly, but at the same time, a bright sword light appeared in front of him.

The Twelve Hall Lords were not afraid, but their figures shook, and their fists changed sharply.

He punched out, and the strength of his whole body exploded in an instant, from point to line, from line to surface, and there were hundreds of changes in one punch.

The magic power in his body was even boiling, condensed into his fist, and manipulated the power to the subtle level, but it did not have the huge momentum before.

But the demonic qi is all over his fist, weird and slender, endless, there are as many kinds of demonic qi as there are changes, and each kind of qi is different, or yin or yang, or rigid or soft, but also mixed with the changes of all things, all-encompassing.

Mo Yu's eyes froze suddenly, obviously he was the first to strike, but he had the illusion that this punch could not be resisted.

The eyebrows and the eyes of the sky took this punch into the bottom of the eye.

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron resonating came, and Mo Yu, who was the first to attack, let out a soft snort, and the three-pointed two-edged knife shook, almost coming out of his hand.

At the same time, the twelve hall masters stepped on the air with one foot, their figures suddenly rose, and the dragon's groan was heard above their hands.

I saw a dark dragon shadow hovering above his trap.

"His fist gloves are refined with dragon soul sacrifice!" Mo Yu suddenly realized in his heart.

In the next moment, the twelve hall lords slammed down with a punch, and a dragon soul phantom suddenly rushed out, turning clouds and rain, and breaking through everything.

"Demon Dragon Fist, Reverse Dragon Kill!"

At this time, the angry shouts of the twelve hall lords came.

Mo Yu's figure retreated, briefly widening the distance, and the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand slashed out from the bottom up, as fast as thunder.

He was extremely calm, and the action of the twelve hall lords swinging his fist appeared in his eyebrows, like a replay.

The tip of the knife stabbed into the jaw of the dragon shadow, and everything suddenly froze, and then the dragon shadow suddenly dispersed.

The dragon's jaws have scales, and if you touch them, you will be angry, and if you are angry, you will kill.

Similarly, the reverse scales of the dragon's jaw are also its weak point.

As soon as the dragon shadow was broken, the twelve hall lords drank lightly again, and with a wave of their hands, a fist shadow suddenly fell from the sky, covering the night sky.

Mo Yu already had a plan in his heart, and the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand waved the sky at the same time, constantly fighting with it.

At the same time, he plucked a hair and threw it away.

This hair was separated from the body, and it changed in the air, turning into another Yang Jian.

Seventy-two changes, the art of doppelgangers.

This trick is also a monkey's forte, and Yang Jian has no reason to know it.

As soon as the doppelganger came out, he beckoned, and a golden bow and silver bullet appeared in his hand, and the golden bow was full, aiming at the twelve hall masters.

The Twelve Hall Lords were immediately vigilant.

A silver light pierced the night sky, and silver bullets whistled and shot at him.

The twelve hall lords put their hands into palms and closed them slightly, and an invisible dragon shadow appeared in his palm.

"Demon Dragon Fist, Reverse Dragon Kill!"

In a low shout, the dragon shadow between his hands suddenly rushed out, and was meeting the silver pill that broke through the air, and the invisible dragon shadow opened his mouth and swallowed the silver pill directly, and even the dragon body turned silver.

Then the silver-white light slammed into Yang Jian, who was holding the bow, in reverse.

The silver light was shining, like a silver meteor hitting Yang Jian's clone, and in an instant, the clone was pierced, turning into a hair again, and the golden bow in his hand fell rapidly.

But when dealing with the doppelganger, Mo Yu had already locked on the twelve hall masters, and his appearance was reflected in the eyes of the eyebrows.

The Twelve Hall Masters suddenly felt that the space around him had become viscous, like a cage, and he couldn't breathe.

"Not good. He looked at the heavenly eye on Mo Yu's forehead for the first time, raised his palm and slashed at the sky, under the palm wind, the viscous space was torn apart, and he jumped with the trend.

Just jumped up, before he had time to rejoice, a dog bark suddenly sounded in his ears, and his calf hurt, and he saw that the roaring dog bit his calf fiercely, and blood was dripping.

The Twelve Hall Lord snorted, and the corner of his eye glanced into the distance, only to see that the demon tiger he had condensed had already dissipated.

Yang Jian on the other side smiled, the three-pointed two-edged knife had just been put away, and an intricate longbow full of gold, silver, and jade appeared in his right hand.

In his left hand, he held a phoenix feather arrow.

The treasure carving bow, the phoenix arrow, and the magic weapon unlocked together with the law heaven and earth, he has never used it.

In myths and legends, these two treasures once helped him punish the eight monsters and become famous all over the world.

With a bow and arrows, his gaze became sharp in an instant, and then his left hand was released, and an arrow light roared into the sky.

At night, the arrow was like a flaming meteor and a phoenix, splitting the sky in two.

Poof!

Feng Ling's arrow pierced through the body of the Twelve Hall Lords, and he bowed his head in disbelief.