Leng Xuan reached out and grasped the cold iron sword. Instantly, a bone-chilling force coursed through his arm and throughout his body, as if countless tiny ice needles were piercing his veins, freezing him to the point of near unconsciousness. But he knew he couldn't let go now; this was the key to their victory over the dragon. He gritted his teeth, biting his lips until they bled. Gathering his last ounce of strength, he swam toward the surface, clutching the cold iron sword. Every movement felt like being pulled by countless weights, the struggle immense. But with his unwavering will, he edged closer to hope.
The moment Leng Xuan broke out of the water with the cold iron sword, the sunlight shone on him, illuminating his tired but resolute face. Lin Yu and Suna both saw the dawn of hope, and a hint of surprise and excitement flashed in their eyes. However, the evil dragon also discovered the cold iron sword in Leng Xuan's hand and let out an extremely angry roar. This roar shook the waves on the river, as if it was going to shatter the whole world. It opened its mouth wide, and an unprecedented powerful flame shot towards Leng Xuan. This flame was hotter than before, and the temperature was so high that the surrounding air was distorted, as if the space was melting under this high temperature. The flame was a strange purple-black color, with white flames jumping around the edges, as if it was the fire from the deepest part of hell, carrying endless destructive power.
Leng Xuan swam hard in the water, dodging the flames. Every time the flames brushed past him, he felt death approaching. Seeing this, Lin Yu shouted at Leng Xuan, "Leng Xuan, throw the sword over here! I'll distract the dragon! Believe me, we can win!" Leng Xuan understood Lin Yu's intention and threw the cold iron sword at Lin Yu with all his strength. The cold iron sword flashed through the air, flying towards Lin Yu like a meteor, the cold light seeming to pierce the gloomy sky.
Lin Yu seized the opportunity, leaped into the air, and steadily caught the Cold Iron Sword mid-air. The moment he grasped the Cold Iron Sword, a powerful and mysterious force surged into his body, as if resonating with his soul. He sensed the ancient and powerful power contained within the Cold Iron Sword, and an unprecedented confidence welled up within him. This power revitalized his exhausted body, as if endless strength were surging within him.
Seeing Lin Yu seize the cold iron sword, the dragon rushed towards him frantically. Its eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness. Its huge body moved rapidly across the river, raising huge waves dozens of feet high wherever it passed. Lin Yu gripped the cold iron sword with both hands and rushed towards the dragon with determination. At the moment the dragon was about to approach, Lin Yu raised the cold iron sword high, concentrating all his strength on the sword, and shouted: "Watch out for the sword!" The sound resounded through the world, full of fearless courage. The cold iron sword flashed with a dazzling cold light, which seemed to dispel all darkness. With Lin Yu's anger and determination, he slashed fiercely at the dragon's neck.
This strike seemed to condense the power of heaven and earth. The dragon let out a shrill scream, echoing through the air, filled with agony and despair. A deep wound appeared on its neck, and black blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the surrounding river water inky black. The black blood seemed to carry an evil aura, causing the river to churn. The dragon's body trembled violently, struggling to strike again, but the excruciating pain of the wound slowed its movements and made them weak.
Lin Yu didn't give Long a chance to breathe. He swung the Cold Iron Sword again, attacking Long's wounds continuously. Each swing was powerful, and the Cold Iron Sword collided with the dragon's scales, splashing a dazzling spark. Leng Xuan and Suna also came to help. Leng Xuan swung the Shadow Moon Blade to attack Long's legs. The Shadow Moon Blade flashed with an icy light in the sunlight, and each blow landed precisely on the joints of the dragon's legs. Suna directed the poisonous insects to attack Long's eyes. The poisonous insects were like a black mist, quickly approaching the dragon's eyes. The dragon tried to dodge, but its body became clumsy due to the injury, and it could not completely avoid the poisonous insects' attack. The poisonous insects successfully bit the dragon's eyes, and the dragon let out a painful roar. Green mucus flowed from its eyes, and its vision was severely affected.
Under the combined attack of the three, the dragon's resistance gradually weakened. Its body began to slowly sink, its massive form struggling in the river, the splashes dwindling. Finally, with a feeble roar, the dragon's massive form slowly sank to the bottom of the river, and the surface gradually returned to calm. The once turbulent waters shimmered, and the sunlight reflected off the surface, casting a golden glow, as if nothing had happened.
Lin Yu and the other two looked at the calm river and collapsed exhausted on the shore. Their bodies seemed drained of all strength, their clothes drenched in sweat and blood. But their faces beamed with joy and relief at having survived. They knew the crisis had finally been averted. Sunlight once again shone upon Leshan, as if life had returned to the land. Birds sang cheerfully in the branches, and a gentle breeze carried the fragrance of flowers and plants. Lin Yu gazed at the cold iron sword in his hand, a surge of emotion filling his heart. "All this hard work has paid off. We succeeded. We have protected this land, and we have proven our courage and conviction." Su Na and Leng Xuan smiled at each other, their smiles filled with joy at having survived and with trust in each other. From then on, Leshan regained its former tranquility, and their story would live on in this land, becoming a legend, inspiring generations to bravely face adversity and protect their homeland.
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