Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 1652 Dragon Moro

"Demon Race? Are you a Demon Race?"

When Chu Fengmian heard what Long Moluo said, his face was extremely terrified. While roaring in horror, he wanted to urge him to escape.

"Want to escape?"

Long Moluo showed a somewhat disdainful smile, and with a big wave of his hand, the surroundings of Chu Fengmian were twirling.

Rolling magic, churning in it, in an instant, it brought Chu Fengmian to the depths of the void.

In the depths of the void, there are layers of blockades, and even the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor would never want to escape from it.

"Boy, if you don't want to die, just be obedient, otherwise the emperor doesn't mind giving you to my subordinates to share food!"

Long Moluo stared at Chu Fengmian and said in a cold voice.

Hearing these words full of killing intent, Chu Fengmian really seemed to be frightened, not daring to struggle.

This made Long Moluo's eyes reveal a somewhat smug smile.

"Boy, for the sake of being a dragon, I won't make things difficult for you. Today, you obediently give up your resistance and let me swallow the power of your blood. I won't kill you, but I can give you some compensation."

"Devoured the power of my blood?"

When Chu Fengmian heard Long Moluo's words, he expected it in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be extremely frightened and was very reluctant.

"Why, don't you want to?"

Seeing Chu Fengmian's expression, Long Moluo's expression turned cold.

"Today, the emperor will give you two choices. The first is that you obediently give up resistance and dedicate your blood. I don't have to kill you, but I will give you some compensation."

"Second, you resisted and were killed by this emperor. The power of your blood belongs to this emperor after all."

"Nian is also a dragon clan, I will give you one more chance, choose yourself."

Long Moluo looked at Chu Fengmian, as if looking at a poor ant.

No matter how much you resist, you can't escape from his palm.

Long Moluo enjoyed this feeling of superiority, so he deliberately gave Chu Fengmian a choice instead of killing Chu Fengmian directly.

"Boy, your time is running out."

Long Moluo looked at Chu Fengmian and said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"If you don't choose, you will have no chance. Should you choose the first one! Or the second one!"

"Really? It's a pity that I want to choose the third one."

Suddenly, the aura on Chu Fengmian's body rose sharply, an astonishing aura erupted, and the surrounding magic power was broken one after another in front of Chu Fengmian's aura.

"That is to kill you all!"

Chu Fengmian's tone was extremely cold.

Where is the trembling look of fear before.

That Long Moluo didn't seem to have thought that Chu Fengmian's sudden change would be so great, and the power of Chu Fengmian's body was still hidden.

However, even though Chu Fengmian's aura was soaring, Long Moluo could tell that Chu Fengmian's realm was indeed the realm of the Eight Tribulations Ancient Emperor, and he couldn't help showing a bit of disdain in his eyes.

"The little Eight Tribulations Ancient Emperor also wants to resist this emperor? Go to a few people and kill him!"

"Yes!"

Hearing Long Moluo's order, several demons around him made their moves one after another. The first was the Emperor Asura. His body swelled dozens of times, from the appearance of an ordinary warrior to the real Emperor Asura. look.

The bone sword in his hand was also dozens of times larger, bursting out with real power all of a sudden.

"die!"

Asura Emperor held a bone sword and struck at Chu Fengmian.

"It's just ants."

Chu Fengmian sneered, facing the attack of the bone sword, Chu Fengmian just raised his finger and pointed out.

On the chest of Emperor Asura, there was a bloody hole between Chu Fengmian's fingers.

Immediately there was a bang.

The body of Emperor Asura exploded in the air, and was killed immediately in front of Chu Fengmian's finger.

"You all have to die!"

Chu Fengmian glanced across the demons present, and with a long roar, the claws of the Zhanlong came out from above his head and swept down.

Boom.

These demons of the eighth-level ancient emperor realm couldn't even resist in front of the Zhanlong's Claw, and their bodies exploded one by one, and died under Chu Fengmian's Zhanlong's Claw.

In an instant, all the demons present, except for Long Moluo, had all died in the hands of Chu Fengmian.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen demons in the realm of the Eight Tribulations Ancient Emperors all fell, and not a single fish slipped through the net.

"You, you, you! The real body of the magic dragon! One blow from the angry dragon!"

Seeing that all the demons around were killed by Chu Fengmian with one move, Long Moluo didn't expect it.

Chu Fengmian shot quickly, even when he just wanted to stop them, those demons were already killed by Chu Fengmian, and they couldn't die anymore.

These demons are all strong men under his command, and the leader of the demon army has all died in the hands of Chu Fengmian.

"This person is really powerful, but the bloodline of this person is not only the bloodline of the war dragon, it is the breath of the emperor. This person actually has a part of the bloodline of the Dragon Emperor! This kind of bloodline was extremely rare in ancient times Yes, and now there are still!"

Long Moluo stared at Chu Fengmian firmly, the greed in his eyes was even worse.

The power of Chu Fengmian's bloodline is powerful and noble, and for him, killing Chu Fengmian will gain even more benefits.

In an instant, Long Moluo gathered his strength to make a move, and the peak power of the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor burst out immediately.

Rolling magic, condensed in the palm of his hand, suddenly struck Chu Fengmian with a palm.

The moment this palm was struck, in the air, it turned into a huge pitch-black dragon claw, sweeping towards Chu Fengmian.

In the bombardment of this dragon claw, there is this magical dragon intent, two forces, these two forces are enough to be used by the demon dragon family.

The power of this dragon claw's bombardment is very close to that of the Zhanlong's Claw, but it is a bit more weird than the Zhanlong's Claw.

"Dragon martial arts? The fallen dragon clan is not worthy of being a dragon clan. Let me show you today, the orthodoxy of the dragon clan!"

When Chu Fengmian saw this claw coming towards him, he didn't panic at all. Instead, he gathered the power of the dragon, and in his palm, he immediately displayed the second ancestor pose!

The martial arts of the Dragon Clan are all evolved from the Nine Ancestor Styles, and the second Ancestor Style played by Chu Fengmian is the most orthodox Dragon Clan martial skill.

Two dragon claws collided in the air.

I saw the dragon claw that Chu Fengmian shot, containing the power of the ancestor's second form, sweeping away the invincible, breaking the dragon claw of Long Moluo with one claw.

In an instant, this dragon claw pointed directly at Long Moluo.

(End of this chapter)