At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

The distance between the two was no more than five meters, and the force kept colliding, and the whole mountain was slowly descending.

"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant. It turns out that you really are the True Devil of Da Luo!" Yang Rufeng said disdainfully, "It's a pity that you met this king, who is invincible at the same level, and your next demise is doomed!"

"Then I really want to learn how I died!" Zhao Feiyu also smiled and said lightly.

"Master, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him!" The three-legged Jinwu was so excited that he stood on Zhao Feiyu's shoulder and shouted loudly.

He was originally a militant, and his cultivation base was sealed before, but now his cultivation base exploded instantly, and even he was eager to try.

"I will kill you after I kill your master!" Yang Rufeng sneered, his magic power broke out again, and a machete more than one meter long appeared in his hand, and he slashed at Zhao Feiyu.

"boom!"

When there was a loud noise, Zhao Feiyu broke the law with one hand, and destroyed the law with the other. He slapped upwards suddenly, and actually held the long knife in his hand.

It's just that the berserk blade continued to go downward, cutting a gully nearly a hundred kilometers long behind Zhao Feiyu, and the high mountain in front was directly split in half.

"Ding……"

Yang Rufeng was stunned, and suddenly turned the long knife, Zhao Feiyu let go of it instantly, but punched the blade, completely bullying him, punching to the flesh, and hitting Yang Rufeng's cheek.

"You, court death!" Ever since the death of Demon Venerable Promise, Yang Rufeng has never suffered from anyone's hands in the past few hundred years. Feeling the heat on his cheeks at this moment, Yang Rufeng was directly furious.

Accompanied by roaring up to the sky, a huge dragon's head suddenly appeared on Yang Rufeng's chest, and then a huge black dragon soared into the sky, circling in the sky and looking at Zhao Feiyu, his voice was like a thunderbolt: "Little ants, don't you dare to wait for me?" Quickly lead to death?!"

"Such a big magic dragon? It's time to play!" The three-legged Golden Crow's black face turned red in excitement. With a cry, his body instantly grew bigger, and he flew directly into the sky, fighting with the magic dragon.

This made Yang Rufeng's face change drastically.

He had noticed the Three-legged Golden Crow a long time ago, and knew that the Three-legged Golden Crow was extraordinary, but he never thought that he would be so strong, even a magic dragon dared to harden steel, could it be better than the kid in front of him? !

"How dare you challenge the authority of this dragon, you humble one?!" The demon dragon gritted his teeth and stared at the three-legged Golden Crow. He felt that his majesty had been violated. .

In an instant, black dragon flames covered the entire sky, directly enveloping the three-legged Golden Crow inside.

"Hahahaha!" Demon Dragon burst into laughter immediately, "How dare you be arrogant?!"

"I thought it was a king, but it turned out to be bronze!" Yang Rufeng couldn't help but sneered, "No, bronze doesn't even count, it can only be called a piece of scrap iron!"

"Do you really think that my friend will be killed so easily?" Zhao Feiyu asked disdainfully.

"What do you mean?" Yang Rufeng snorted coldly.

"Ow..."

At this moment, a loud and clear voice sounded, and the three-legged Golden Crow broke through Long Yan's restraint, soaring into the sky, like the king of birds, beautiful and gorgeous.

"It's impossible, no one can get out of my dragon flame!" The magic dragon took a breath and roared angrily, "You should be dead!"

"It's a pity that I didn't die!" The three-legged Golden Crow smiled strangely, and swooped down to catch the magic dragon.

The magic dragon actually turned around and ran away. His most powerful attack was the dragon flame. Wherever the dragon flame went, everything turned into powder, but now that the dragon flame is invalid, it means that any other moves are useless. Except for running, he can't Know what else to do.

"Haha, cool!" The three-legged Golden Crow laughed loudly, its sharp claws directly pierced into the thick scales of the dragon, and then swiped violently.

Pieces of dragon scales were torn off in an instant, black blood was flying in the air, and the dragon screamed incessantly.

"Damn it!" Yang Rufeng looked at this scene coldly, his heart almost broke.

This magic dragon is his mount, and it also has the strength of Taiyi True Demon's initial stage. Usually, when you meet a strong man, if the master and servant join hands, even if they can't defeat each other, they can retreat completely!

But this time, Yang Rufeng miscalculated, he didn't expect that little bird to have such terrifying strength, and he wanted to save it, but Zhao Feiyu kept holding him back, so he couldn't help it at all!

The only way is to kill the person in front of him, and then help the dragon!

With his heart in mind, Yang Rufeng struck out instantly, and the long knife was directly woven into a fine knife net, covering Zhao Feiyu in it, and at the same time turning into a black tornado, he slammed towards Zhao Feiyu fiercely.

There is no time, and we must make a quick decision. Only by killing Zhao Feiyu in the shortest possible time can the magic dragon be saved!

Zhao Feiyu's body burst out with divine light, and without dodging or avoiding, he directly hit the knife net. The indestructible knife net shattered in an instant, and Zhao Feiyu punched the black tornado.

All of a sudden, the sound of terrifying impact was endless. The black tornado could sweep away everything and turn it into powder, but Zhao Feiyu's legs seemed to be rooted on the ground, and every punch caused serious damage to him. , the black tornado finally couldn't hold on, and turned back into Yang Rufeng.

"Boy, who the hell are you?!" Yang Rufeng gritted his teeth, his hand trembling slightly after holding the knife.

Transformed into a black tornado, his chaotic knives smashed everything within thousands of kilometers into pieces, except for Zhao Feiyu. This person's body is almost indestructible, surpassing all weapons!

"Entrusted by your master to kill you!" Zhao Feiyu said lightly, "Boy, you deserve to die for deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors!"

"Roar……"

At the same time, there was a scream, and all the scales of the magic dragon were pulled out by the three-legged Golden Crow, and even the reverse scales fell down. After the poor dragon uttered this unwilling roar, it began to fall directly from the sky .

"Grass!" Yang Rufeng's face changed drastically, and he swung a wave of magic power to drag the dragon back.

"Master, I'm in so much pain, kill me, kill me!" The dragon kept rolling on the magic power, roaring madly at Yang Rufeng.

"Damn it!" Yang Rufeng gritted his teeth and looked at the magic dragon. This partner who had been with him for thousands of years, would actually end up in such a fate. This is really...

"Xiao Hei!" Yang Rufeng roared, without further words, he swung his knife directly.

The violent sword energy cut the dragon in half in an instant, and fell heavily to the ground in a free fall motion.

Yang Rufeng looked at Zhao Feiyu, as if he was watching the killing of his father and enemy, and his teeth chattered even more: "You avenge my little black, I, Yang Rufeng, swear not to be human!"