Slaughter the sky against the dragon

Chapter 272, Dragon King

Dragon Buqi turned into a dragon, stepped against the dragon, flew high in the sky, shuttled through the clouds and fog, chased the wind and electricity, and soon came to Jinxiao City and swooped down.

Roar!
The resonant dragon chant spread throughout Jinxiao City, like a hurricane blowing.

The streets, alleys, houses, and fences trembled violently, and the tiles fell!

"Hey, the stinking problem of the dragon clan has committed again, and they have to scream a few times wherever they go to declare their territory."

Long Buqi muttered to himself, put away the dragon chant, and decided to be a different dragon.

The people in Jinxiao City looked up at the sky in shock.

"Dragon King!"

"It's a platinum dragon king!".
Long Buqi swooped straight to the altar of the Doom Cult, and stood on the head of the statue of the Patriarch of the Doom Sect.

The altars of the Misfortune Cult rushed out one after another, with extremely ugly faces.

"Bold! Dare to stand on the head of our Misfortune Sect Patriarch statue, are you impatient!"

"Come down!".
Long Buqi raised his dragon claw, and patted on the head of the statue of the Patriarch of the Misfortune Sect, "It is an honor for your patriarch to be the stepping stone of this king."

Click! .
Cracks appeared on the head of the statue, spreading down, and the whole building was covered with terrifying cracks.

The faces of all the masters of the Misfortune Sect were suddenly changed. The son of the Heavenly Demon Sect smashed the statue of the patriarch, and he has not killed him so far, which has already discredited the entire Misfortune Sect. On the head of the statue of the patriarch!

"Dragon King, are you sure you want to be an enemy of our Doom Cult?"

"It's just a dragon king, even if you are a holy dragon, you will not end well if you offend our Doom Cult!".
A trace of disdain flashed in Long Buqi's eyes, "Is the Misfortune Cult famous? I've never heard of it."

The people in Jinxiao City gloated at the masters of the Misfortune Cult. This dragon king must have just come out of the wilderness, and they don't know about the Misfortune Cult.

Long Buqi looked down at the masters of the Misfortune Cult jokingly, "Well, if you can defeat this king, this king will come down from the statue of your ancestor."

The faces of all the masters of the Misfortune Sect were livid. The Dragon King is equivalent to the Wu King among the warriors. The Dragon Clan is a race at the top of the food chain. It is difficult for ordinary Wu Kings to compete with the Dragon King.

"Only the guardian elders can defend the majesty of our Doom Cult."

"Please guard the elders to act!".
All the masters of the Misfortune Sect looked at an old man in fine clothes.

Long Buqi also noticed that only this old man had reached King Wu's cultivation.

"I can't!"

The old man in Chinese clothes turned pale and waved his hands repeatedly, his eyes full of fear.

He's just a first-rank Martial King, fighting against a Dragon King who came out of the Great Wilderness?

What's the difference between this and looking for death?
He's out of his mind!
He would never agree to such a stupid thing!

Long Buqi smacked his mouth. "It seems that your Misfortune Sect has earned its reputation in vain. There is no one who can fight, and you still want to scare the king?"

The people in Jinxiao City almost laughed out loud. The Doom Sect of Megatron Continent, one of the six mighty ancient gates, was bullied by a dragon king. It was quite embarrassing!
The faces of all the masters of the Misfortune Sect were flushed and furious.

"You are too presumptuous!"

"Do you know that this is just an altar of our Misfortune Cult, the real master of our Misfortune Cult is not here!"

"If you have the ability, go to the head teacher and try it, and I guarantee that you will never return!".
Long Buqi glanced at them.

"Chief teacher? I will go sooner or later, and take your altar first."

Raising the dragon claw, he patted the statue of the Patriarch of the Bad Luck Cult.

Click! .
More cracks appeared, and the entire statue was crumbling, and it might collapse at any time!
"stop!"

"Speak well if you have something to say!"

"If you need anything, just ask!"

All the masters of the Misfortune Sect were terrified. Before the Son of Heavenly Demon smashed a statue, the guardian elders of the altar were all executed by the leader. If the statue is destroyed, they will definitely be implicated!
Long Buqi was very satisfied with the effect, "Hand over all the treasures here."

All the masters were slightly taken aback and breathed a sigh of relief, they heard that the Dragon Clan has a habit of collecting treasures.
The old man in Chinese clothes gave a wink, and several ill-luck killers hurried back to the compound, carrying out boxes of gold, silver and jewelry.

The people in Jinxiao City were in a daze. The Misfortune Sect was actually blackmailed, and it was blackmailed by a dragon king. If word spread, it would definitely become the laughing stock of the entire continent.

Long Buqi glanced at it, "In addition to treasures, there are also origin stones and herbs."

The masters became a little annoyed.

"Don't go too far!"

"I've never seen such a shameless Dragon King like you, you're making progress!"

Long Buqi raised his claws, "It seems that you don't care much about the statue of the patriarch."

"Don't!" The old man in Chinese clothes exclaimed, and hurriedly waved his hands. If the statue of the patriarch was destroyed, the first person to be executed by the head teacher must be him, the guarding elder.

He took a deep breath, looked at a middle-aged manager, "Take out all the commissions from this year's mission."

The middle-aged steward looked bitter, "If the commission is taken away, how can I explain to the head teacher?"

The old man in Chinese clothes said angrily, "Save the statue of the patriarch first, if the statue is destroyed, how can you bear it?"

The middle-aged steward had a bitter face, and ordered people to move all the origin stones and medicinal herbs out of the warehouse, filling half of the courtyard.

hum!
Long Buqi raised his claws and put them all into the three stoves.

boom!
The dragon's claw landed on the head of the statue of the Patriarch of the Misfortune Cult, and it immediately shattered into billows of smoke and dust!
Everyone in the Doom Cult was stunned.

"you!"

"Break what you say!"

A playful look flashed in Long Buqi's eyes, "I didn't say I wouldn't destroy your patriarch statue."

All the masters of Bad Luck were furious, full of endless killing intent.

"Kill the damn dragon!"

"The statue of the patriarch has been destroyed. If the dragon is not killed, no one will be able to explain to the head teacher!"

"With so many of us, we can definitely kill it!"

"Today, we are going to slay the dragon!".
"Follow me!" Elder Huafu rushed forward bravely. As the guardian elder, the statue of the patriarch was destroyed. If he didn't even dare to make a move, he would definitely be executed by the head teacher. He could only fight to the death.

"kill!".
The roar of the masters of the Misfortune Sect shook the entire Jinxiao City.

A trace of disdain flashed across the dragon's body, and he slammed the dragon's claws and slapped it down.

puff!
The old man in fine clothes bears the brunt, his whole body is shattered!
Puff puff!
Dozens of ill-fated killers shattered into pieces, turning into clouds of blood mist!
The entire altar suddenly screamed, like a Shura field!
As for how many people survived in the end, the dragon didn't even bother to look at it. The dragon's body shook, soared into the sky, and flew towards the direction of the Eastern Great Territory.

The few surviving ill-luck killers froze in place, staring blankly at the dragon king stalking away, only then did they realize that the gap in strength was too great, even King Wu was slapped to death with one claw, which shows that the dragon king's combat power How horrible!
(End of this chapter)