The heavens begin with Hongquan

Chapter 395 Fierce Battle

Seeing this, Long Teng understood his intention of persuasion.

He naturally saw that Pang Yin had difficulties, but now he wanted to protect the members of the Tong clan, and he was only one person, so he couldn't be too scruples.

Pang Yin moved, and immediately everyone rushed over together.

All kinds of reckless, bloodthirsty, tragic, or evil auras came like a sea tide, and some young members of the Tong clan couldn't help turning pale before they had ever seen such a scene.

But when he saw the tall and straight figure standing in front of them, his worried and nervous heart suddenly relaxed.

That is their Dinghaishenzhen! !
Long Teng closed his eyes slightly, his face was as usual, and with the Shenlong Sword on his back, a powerful aura burst out suddenly that made everything bow down.

"Dragon Divine Art~!"

He speaks softly.

The breath suddenly seemed to meet the flame of oil, and the flame suddenly multiplied several times.

"hold head high……!"

"Yan~!"

Amidst the high-pitched dragon chant, a flame-red dragon rose from the ground and soared into the sky.

"Be careful, it's the Dragon God Art!"

"Everyone spread out~!"

"The wind is tight..."

These people are very familiar with Long Teng's martial arts. After all, they are here to deal with Long Teng, so they collected and summarized Long Teng's past fighting styles in advance.

However, facing some people, even if you know the opponent's attack method, it is useless.

Long Teng swung his tail with a divine dragon, and the powerful dragon god's aura was like the sharpest blade of a sword. With just one swoop to face each other, dozens of people from ancient clans were bombarded to death by him because they didn't react in time.

Among them, there is the brazen man who was brazen before.

As for the nine-foot-long dragon body that Long Teng transformed into, the flame-red dragon god's aura was domineering and fierce, and no attack could actually fall on him.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Yin Zhong jumped into the air with his body and displayed the "Dragon God Art" at the same time.

"Aw... ho...!"

I saw him leaping forward and turning himself into an eight-foot-long dragon. The shape of the dragon was bloody red, and there was an inexplicable overbearing and bloody aura. This kind of aura should not have appeared on Tong clan members.

The twin dragons writhed and entangled, the aura around them was fierce and terrifying, and obstacles were constantly smashed into pieces along the way.

"Bang! Bang! Bang...!"

The booming explosions continued.

The hundreds of people brought by Yin Zhong changed their shapes and scattered one after another, each using their own skills, retreating again and again.

Otherwise, as long as Long Teng and Yin Zhong were asked to travel back and forth a few times, there might not be many of them left.

At the same time, everyone was shocked by the two Long Wei, and many people showed greed in their eyes.

"This is the "Dragon God Art"...!"

"I heard that this is the unique martial art of the Long family. It cannot be practiced without the blood of the Long family. How can Yin Zhong know it~?"

Among the hundreds of people who came to besiege, not all of them were decent.

Seeing Long Teng being entangled, someone immediately attacked the members of the Tong clan.

However, although the old patriarch did not dare to violate the clan motto, he was not someone who would sit still. He united the elders to display the [Guardian Barrier], not seeking to hurt others, but to protect himself.

A layer of protective shield dense with watery waves suddenly appeared, firmly protecting the remaining members of the Tong clan.

The attacks of those attackers hit the [Guardian Barrier], causing only slight ripples.

The old patriarch shouted: "Clan people, hold on, don't add trouble to General Long."

It was a time of life and death, but none of the members of the Tong clan cried out. Those who were capable helped maintain the [Guardian] barrier, while those who were incapable remained silent, taking care of the children so as not to distract the clansmen.

Seeing that the Tong clan members were not in danger for the time being, Long Teng heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time, his skill increased by another three points, and the flaming red Dragon God Gang Qi became more and more bright.

"Ang~Ang~Ang!"

The sound of the dragon's chant shook the world.

Long Teng first flew the dragon in the sky, and then the dragon swung its tail, pulling Yin Zhong far away in an instant.

When it comes to the attainment of "Dragon God Art", Yin Zhong is naturally far behind Long Teng, not to mention that Long Teng has the bonus of Long's blood.

Yin Zhong simply withdrew from the dragon body and returned to his human form. His strongest state was not when he was performing "Dragon God Art".

He saw the flaming red dragon shadow tumbling and rushing towards the people he brought over.

He shouted coldly: "What are you waiting for, hurry up and use your full strength~!"

The people of those ancient clans trembled in their hearts, and immediately cast their spells and aimed at the dragon in the sky.

Suddenly, Long Teng was in a trance, feeling depressed for a while, the divine energy in his body surged, and he immediately withdrew from the dragon body state.

He landed steadily, with cold eyes: "【Chaotic God Art】?!"

This is a very weak spell. As the name suggests, it can interfere with the divine energy in other people's bodies, but it has to hit people, and it has no actual lethality.

Just now he was in the form of a nine-foot-long dragon, with a huge body, but now that he has recovered his human body, it is impossible for [Chaos God Art] to hit him again.

"Clang~!"

The Shenlong Sword was in his hand, and a golden sword energy roared out like a mighty Yangtze River.

The sword energy spread tens of meters long, and some people were shocked to death by the volley before they even got close.

"Shh~!"

"Sigh...!"

The field suddenly became a sea of ​​sword energy.

The other forces were defeated in one blow in front of this golden sword energy, and only dozens of people could counteract the power of the sword energy, most of them came from those ancient clans.

They were not in a hurry to rush forward, they hoped to let others consume Long Teng's skill first.

Only Yin Zhong, chanting mantras and chanting mantras, bombarded Long Teng with sky fire, wind and thunder from time to time.

Although Long Teng had the "Dragon God Technique" to protect his body, but after a long time, his body would inevitably suffer from injuries.

I don't know how many swords I swung, how many times I used the dragon god's energy.

………………

An extremely depressing atmosphere permeated the world, and the bloody smell wafted across the ground.

Within a radius of several kilometers, no flying bird dared to approach.

Even if there are hundreds of corpses piled up below...

The setting sun in the sky is like blood. This bloody scene seems to be mourning for the dead.

Looking around, it was all red, so red that people couldn't help but feel creepy.

Broken Spear, Broken Sword, Broken Knife, Broken Armor...

Long Teng's body was dripping with blood, some of it was his, but most of it was the enemy's.

He stood proudly with a sword in his hand, his eyes were cold and serious, and the pain in his body could not knock him down, but instead made his fighting spirit even more soaring.

At this time, those who can stand in front of him now are the best of the best.

He is not afraid of these people fighting alone.

only--

Long Teng glanced at the Tong clan members behind him, their barrier was already crumbling.

If they send out some people to restrain themselves, and others to kill Tong clan members... I'm at a loss for two!

"The time has come!"

Yin Zhong laughed loudly and drew out the Xuansteel saber. With one step, like a dragon elephant galloping, he cut through the waves and charged towards the dragon.

The corpses along the way were blown by the strong wind from his side without him picking them away.

Long Teng pursed his lips tightly, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

Raising the Shenlong Sword with both hands, he cut it towards Yin Zhong with the same shout.

"Keng~~~!"

Swords clash.

Swing a circle of air waves of more than ten meters.

The violent force set off a shock wave visible to the naked eye.

　I thought again, it would be meaningless to build a group, but I don't join the group?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)