At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

Zhao Feiyu was really surprised that Du Haitang beheaded his son angrily.

Although the oolong was caused by misunderstanding the meaning of the three-legged golden crow, it did require some courage.

But the enemy is the enemy after all, as long as it is not someone who is with him, even if he is a great hero, Zhao Feiyu will never be soft when he strikes.

Pour a glass of wine after his death is the greatest respect Zhao Feiyu can give.

The three-legged Jinwu thought of Du Haitang's flattery to him, and suddenly felt confident, raised his eyebrows proudly: "There is one more thing!"

"Huh?" Zhao Feiyu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him suspiciously.

"Hey, I want to challenge you!"

The three-legged Golden Crow is gearing up, eager to try, with an arrogance on his face: "Whoever loses will be the younger brother, hehe, how about it? Do you dare to accept it?"

"Aha?" Zhao Feiyu was stupefied, spread his hands and said, "This...what's the result? Is there still a competition?"

"Tch, how does Bibi know which of us is better?"

Seeing Zhao Feiyu's refusal, the three-legged Golden Crow was even more convinced of his own strength, and patted his chest confidently, as if he was already at the height of being Ling Jueding:

"Now I feel very powerful, even you will not be my opponent!"

Zhao Feiyu was speechless, and really didn't want to waste time with this guy, so he waved his hands indifferently: "Oh, forget it, although you can't be killed, it will be very troublesome to hurt you!"

"No fight, no fight!"

He said he was about to go out with his hands behind his back, but as soon as the shadow in front of him fell, the three-legged Golden Crow had already stopped him:

"No, you are not allowed to leave without a fight!"

Of course the three-legged Golden Crow could not let him leave easily. It had been bullied by Zhao Feiyu before, and now it will definitely come back. Seeing that Zhao Feiyu had been avoiding the battle, he immediately laughed maliciously:

"Hey, are you afraid of losing? Oh, if you're afraid of being abused, just tell me, what's the relationship between us, I'm sure I won't laugh at you!"

Zhao Feiyu: "..."

Seeing the three-legged Golden Crow's self-conscious appearance, Zhao Feiyu realized that if he didn't teach this guy a lesson, he might have to poke a hole in the roof in the future.

Sighing, he said helplessly, "Okay, okay, since you want to be abused so much, how can I, as the master, not satisfy you?"

"Hmph, I will be the eldest brother from now on!" The three-legged Jinwu dismissed it.

The bodies of the two disappeared instantly, and when they reappeared, they were already in the Xiaoding Mountains in the northeast of Dongcheng District.

Surrounded by a barren land, surrounded by mountains, sparsely populated.

It is indeed a good place to compete.

"Enough is enough, it's not good to hurt people!" Zhao Feiyu yawned and reminded nonchalantly.

"I know, I know, you have to get ready, I'm coming!" The three-legged Golden Crow couldn't wait any longer, crimson flames spewed out from his body, and all his eyebrows and hair turned into steaming flames.

The surrounding space suddenly became hot, and the low weeds on the ground were burned to fly ash.

However, there was no change in the one-foot-distance circle around Zhao Feiyu, and even the flames from outside could not invade at all.

"Punch me first!"

The three-legged Golden Crow's body shot out like a cannonball, and the Samadhi True Fire of the Fist Wind almost condensed into substance, blasting towards Zhao Feiyu's face heavily.

Boom!

Terrifying flames shot out, condensed and turned into a fire phoenix, screaming up to the sky.

The area where Zhao Feiyu was located was instantly engulfed in flames.

"I'll go, you won't be so weak, you can kill you with one punch?" The three-legged Jinwu's eyes widened, and there was a bit of regret in his voice.

But the next moment his eyes became sharp again.

I saw a very faint gray shadow flashing in the distance, if you don't pay attention carefully, you can't find it at all.

It was Zhao Feiyu!

He flew fast with the polar high ground close to the ground.

"Tch, want to run? Come, come, fight with me for three hundred rounds!" The three-legged Golden Crow shouted excitedly, and the flames on his body became brighter and hotter.

The sky made up of clouds was instantly covered by flames, and the sun became more and more dazzling under the impetus of this majestic force.

The three-legged Golden Crow turned into a prototype, its golden wings stretched in the flames, and its perfect and vigorous body soared into the sky screaming, then swooped down.

Like a bolide falling to the ground!

"What a hassle!"

Zhao Feiyu, who was about to run away quietly, looked up at the incomparably powerful fireball falling towards him, only to feel dizzy:

"What kind of stimulation did this guy get, chasing and challenging me, I don't understand!"

With a pause under his feet, the powerful inertia immediately smashed the ground in front of him into fine powder.

The next moment, the fireball had fallen.

The ground with a radius of a hundred miles suddenly shook violently, the wide plain spurted smoke and dust thousands of meters high, and the ground with a radius of a hundred meters roared and sank again.

It was like an earthquake.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, a huge deep pit suddenly appeared in the center, and at the bottom of the pit, a fiery figure was burning blazingly.

Looking up and looking around, he yelled angrily, "Is Mi here to fight or to escape!"

The three-legged Jinwu was really furious, and stomped his feet: "Come out and fight with me if you have the ability, how long are you going to waste your time like this!"

"Please take it seriously!"

His voice was like a lion's roar, passing out in space one after another.

In the sky, Zhao Feiyu showed his figure and looked at him speechlessly: "Do you really want me to be serious?"

"Of course, I came here with the purpose of defeating you and becoming a big brother!" The three-legged Jinwu was very angry, and rarely became serious: "Come with all your strength!"

After all, the wings stretched out again, and the mighty power of the sky was condensed between the burning fire feathers.

The sharp beak is slightly open, and the glare almost obscures the sun.

This is a blow that gathers all of its cultivation bases, it can be said to be unreserved!

When Zhao Feiyu saw that this guy was coming for real, he also got a little angry:

"Then let you suffer!"

The three-legged Golden Crow is fully prepared. With this blow, he believes that any strong man of the same realm can only die without a burial place. Even if Zhao Feiyu's realm is much higher than his, with his noble blood, he can't beat him. Go around!

However, when he looked up again, Zhao Feiyu had disappeared.

"What about people?"

The three-legged Golden Crow was startled, and suddenly felt a chill down its back, and the unbearably terrifying fluctuations were transmitted from itself, and the pressure was so heavy that even the space let out an overwhelmed chant.

It turned its head tremblingly, and Zhao Feiyu suddenly appeared a few meters behind him.

There is a vast amount of divine power gathered on the fist.

The three-legged Jinwu felt his heart tremble, his confidence before this moment was gone, he was like a mayfly drifting with the wind, so small that it was shockingly small.

The fist magnified rapidly in his pupils, and the power he condensed collapsed instantly, and even the divine power armor was stimulated, releasing a faint divine light.