"You thieving scoundrel, surrender your life to Grandpa Turtle!" Turtle Thousand Years had also regained his composure by now, swinging the Eight-Edged Golden Melon fiercely towards the Pure Yang Sword, seemingly intending to destroy it in one blow.
Shen Luo snorted coldly. The crimson light on the Pure Yang Sword intensified, and the Vermilion Bird True Spirit momentarily appeared and vanished within it, sweeping out with two wide fiery wings. With three loud "bang" sounds, it repelled the two Tusk Flying Swords and the Eight-Edged Golden Melon.
The flying sword trembled and transformed into a streak of crimson light, its surface revealing a layer of lotus petal-shaped red flames. It teleported in front of Dragon Tooth and slashed at the black dragon head.
Just a light "sizzle" was heard, and the black dragon head was extinguished on cue.
Dragon Tooth let out a pitiful scream, his face instantly turning as pale as death, as if he had suffered a severe blow.
