Without any hesitation, the old farmer grabbed the hatchet and chased the village.

Along the way, he saw the houses broken and the villagers cried.

The child fell to the ground and was covered in blood.

Livestock hide everywhere and panic.

Without stopping, the old farmer chased him all the way to the village head.

At this moment, he saw the demon dragon move his mouth and swallow the old woman into her mouth.

Not only that, the demon dragon also had to swallow the children in the village.

But in the blink of an eye, the children were half missing.

The old farmer angrily opened his eyes and rushed over.

At the last moment, he pulled back the last child.

Keep it behind you.

The demon dragon was a little surprised. It glanced at the old farmer with disdain in its eyes.

Then he circled around in the air and rushed towards the old farmer.

The child hurriedly grabbed the old farmer's hand, as if he wanted to pull him away.

But it didn't pull.

At this time, the old farmer knew his ending.

But I feel unwilling to accept it.

If the demon dragon is not eliminated, how can peace come?

The ancestors lived in the shadow of the demon dragon for generations, living in vain, and how much bloodline entered the dragon's mouth.

Today, he wants to kill the dragon.

Even if it's just a slash.

At this moment, the old farmer reviewed his life, and the changes in the world took shape in his heart.

There is only a demon dragon in his eyes. The boundary between life and death may be able to break the shackles, and a kind of enlightenment arises naturally.

He lifted the hatchet.

At this moment, he stood up straight, hunched his back no longer, and stood tall.

At this moment, the sword intent appeared and thunderstorms interspersed.

The originally arrogant demon dragon suddenly felt fear and began to panic the next moment.

Then he fled in a hurry.

However, how can the sword not fall?

The old farmer's life was dissipating, and everything seemed to turn into the power of the hatchet in his hand, trying hard to cut it down.

The demon dragon was frightened and looked back to observe.

But this time I looked back, there was no chance to turn back.

boom!

The sword falls into the demon dragon.

Vitality is cut off.

The old farmer maintained the sword-falling posture and died completely.

The coarse linen on his body seemed to have a hint of impenetrable luster.

Witnessed everything.

Bang!

The picture shattered instantly.

Jiang Lan was still sitting on the lake.

I don't know what I'm thinking.

Xiaoyu on one side kept calm, but the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

She closed her eyes and hid the panic.

The moment the old farmer lifted his sword, she felt fear.

fear.

The demon dragon hovered in the air, and its fear was even stronger.
Chapter completed!