Fortunately, Luo Jiujiang's eyesight was excellent. He dragged his dazed body half a step to the side. The next moment, he heard a soft "snap" sound as the dragon god's claws pierced the mountain wall. Luo Jiujiang was stuck between its two claws.
Even though he wasn't directly disemboweled, Luo Jiujiang was still severely injured by the sharp aura of the dragon's shadow claws, leaving a bloody mark on each cheek. However, the dragon's claws pulling back gave Luo Jiujiang a brief opportunity to recover. He used this moment to recirculate his internal energy and said with a wry smile, "Congratulations, Senior! You'll soon be able to leave your only son-in-law behind."
The shadowy figure of the Dragon God raised its head and roared. Luo Jiujiang was dizzy at this time, and his ability to recognize dragon language was not as sensitive as it was at the beginning. He could only roughly make out that the other party's meaning was "Nonsense! Nonsense! Nonsense!"
"You're wronging me..." Luo Jiujiang coughed twice with his mouth half covered, then wiped the blood from his palm onto the corner of his clothes. "I was just thinking, no matter who wins or loses, the time you have to talk to someone will probably only be this short moment. When I think about it, I can't help but feel lonely for you."
The phantom of the Dragon God was definitely not an opponent that he wanted to provoke to expose his flaws, because once the opponent went crazy, it was more likely that it would violently demolish the mountain, rush around in the heart of the mountain, and eventually smash Luo Jiujiang into a pool of meat paste, rather than revealing a loophole and allowing Luo Jiujiang to seize the opportunity to kill him with one blow.
What's more, he is Qianling's father, and he has many bad words against his enemies. Luo Jiujiang would rather kill him than say a word to him.
Luo Jiujiang still insisted on speaking at this time, only because he felt sad for the Dragon God.
However, the obsession left by the Dragon God likely contained no such emotion. After all, loneliness was too profound and subtle an emotion for it. During its ten thousand years of captivity, its only ever-increasing murderous intent and anger had been increasing day by day, while its neutral and positive emotions hadn't increased at all.
So it didn't think anything good of Luo Jiujiang.
Faced with Luo Jiujiang's rather melancholy response, the Dragon God's phantom remained unmoved, cruel, cold, and unreasonable. It didn't even have the patience to pull out its claws and poke again. After pulling its claws out halfway, it simply tossed them aside, clattering and stirring up a pile of rocks.
Luo Jiujiang suddenly attacked amidst the crackling sounds of falling rocks and dust.
Like a pleasant surprise, Luo Jiujiang saw a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Unlike his previous sword strike which felt like hitting hard scales, Luo Jiujiang's sword thrust out smoothly and slid into the position he wanted with incredible ease.
He stared closely at the gaps between the nails of the Dragon God's phantom.
Originally, the shadow's strength remained essentially the same. It was simply a manifestation of an obsession; the shadow merely took shape, not its essence. However, after absorbing that drop of Dragon God's blood, perhaps through some kind of influence, its physiological state had become closer to that of a living being.
Luo Jiujiang had fought with it many times before, and he did not just run away blindly. At least he knew that although the claws and scales of the phantom were extremely hard, there were actually subtle differences in the touch transmitted by the blade.
From this perspective, the eyes, nose, scale gaps and claw gaps are all targets that Luo Jiujiang can try to attack.
Luo Jiujiang drew his sword without hesitation, his mind completely focused, not even considering how to respond if this strike failed, facing the phantom of the Dragon God with its claws fully unsheathed. Unlike his previous attacks, which had felt like cleaving through rock and steel, this strike was as smooth as a knife cutting through tofu, piercing deep into the inner layer of the dragon's claws, nearly piercing through the hilt. Seizing this opportunity, Luo Jiujiang suddenly exerted force with his wrist, sending the entire long sword slashing upward at an angle!
Amid the dragon's furious roars and cries of pain, Luo Jiujiang used his thumb to wipe away the traces of blood that occasionally flowed from the corner of his lips.
"Qianling once said that I have always had a way with moving strips."
Thinking about the circumstances under which Qian Ling made this judgment, and thinking about Qian Ling's expression and demeanor at that moment, even in such a tense moment, the corners of Luo Jiujiang's lips still relaxed unconsciously.
The injured Dragon God's phantom quickly launched its own counterattack. Amidst the earth-shaking ping-pong sounds and countless crashing rocks and dirt, Luo Jiujiang was tossed back and forth dozens of times like a ball by the Dragon God's phantom.
Afterwards, Luo Jiujiang recalled it and couldn't help but make this comment: He thought that the Dragon God's phantom's movements were fast enough before, but it was not until then that he realized that it was not really fast.
All his previous battles with the Dragon God's phantom had been soulless and loveless; they weren't true battles. It wasn't until the blue dragon tossed him like a ball that he witnessed a moment of extreme speed, so familiar that it required no thought at all.
Compared to the collision and battle between scales and claws, this shadow was obviously more familiar with throwing the ball. It must have accumulated a lot of experience in this way, so that the movements and reactions were almost etched in its conditioned reflexes, allowing it to throw Luo Jiujiang into a trail of afterimages that covered the entire cave ceiling.
——Of course, apart from the extremely fast speed, the lethality of this combo is not too great. After Luo Jiujiang saw the opportunity to break free, in the subconscious feeling of nausea after the high-speed movement, he suddenly remembered that the Dragon God used the ball as a weapon.
In fact, rather than weapons, the Dragon God is more likely to treat this as a game, right? A dizzy Luo Jiujiang silently complained in his heart.
The shadow of the Dragon God was obviously so stimulated by Luo Jiujiang's sudden sword attack that even his remaining rationality completely evaporated. Everything he did was purely based on instinct and experience, otherwise he would not have fought the enemy like this: the throwing and catching just now was simply a "random" attack, and in fact did not cause much damage to Luo Jiujiang himself.
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