Dragon Emperor God Emperor

Chapter 380 The Powerful Leng Changtian "Please subscribe, please subscribe!" "

"Roar"

"boom!"

Accompanied by the sound of Leng Changhan's teasing, and under the brutal slap of the hell dog's giant palm, Xing Feng's figure fell to the ground, and the earth-yellow spiritual power fluctuations around his body were scattered and annihilated in the air among.

"puff!"

A stream of thick blood flew out, and Xing Feng's figure kept retreating violently, a look of astonishment appeared in the tiger's eyes, and infinite shock flashed in his heart.

"Xing Feng, you are nothing more than that. The spirit of the Demon Palace is summoned for the second resurrection. It will possess the blood of the real demon. It is simply wishful thinking for you to still want to defeat it!"

"You are at the end of your battle now. I want your life now. Take it to death!"

"Shh!"

A fierce murderous aura flashed across Leng Changhan's dark, prey eyes, and the figure ran towards him, and the long sword in his hand hit Xingfeng's figure directly.

"Brother Xing, it's dangerous, retreat quickly!"

Hearing Bu Zheng's urgent voice, Xing Feng suddenly raised his head to look at Leng Changhan who was attacking him, the figure that had just stabilized suddenly rose up, his arms opened and turned into an afterimage that quickly shot backwards back away.

"Brother Xing, hurry up to the nameless blacksmith shop, and leave the rest to me!"

"Brother Step, the strength of this hell dog is not something you can compete with now. It seems that we are going to break here today!"

"Go!"

"Go quickly!"

There was anger hidden in Buzheng's eager voice, and the hot chaotic flames from Zhou's body were released, and a lotus-shaped flame condensed in his palms.

Feeling the boiling flames coming from Zhou Kong, Xing Feng felt helpless in his cold eyes, nodded slightly, turned around and quickly ran towards the blacksmith shop.

"Look, Xing Feng has left, what is in the hands of the purple-haired boy?"

"flame?"

"Yes, it is a lotus-shaped flame. What is he going to do?"

"Tu Yidao, can you feel the aura of the purple-haired boy? He's scary, but he's even more terrifying than Xingfeng!" Long Xuzi asked with a trembling voice, with a serious look on his face and strong shock in his eyes. .

"Yes, although his cultivation is not as good as you and me, if we really fight, we will definitely lose. There are hidden principles in the spiritual power fluctuations around him. Although I don't know his name, this young man If you don't die in battle, you will surely be famous forever."

Finished.

Carrying a red sword, Tu Yidao suddenly turned around and disappeared into the crowd. When he left, his sharp eyes fixed on Buzheng's eyes, and a vast fighting spirit rose from his figure.

"Nine heaven-burning holy lotuses, explode!"

The killing intent in Bu Zheng's eyes was always there, he opened his arms, and a mass of burning fire lotus flew out of his palm, blasting towards the oncoming Leng Changhan figure.

"Changhan, be careful!"

"Secret magic?"

Leng Changtian was startled, and shouted sharply, his figure turned into a cloud of black mist, and flew towards Leng Changhan quickly.

Hearing Leng Changtian's voice from the void, Leng Changhan, who was constantly attacking Bu Zheng, froze, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Little Yanhuozhilian still wants to hurt me, boy, you really underestimate this old man!"

"True Demon Dimension, Sealed Spirit, break!"

A majestic demonic power burst out from the long sword in Leng Changhan's hand, and a huge vortex appeared in front of him, like a roaring skull.

"Roar!"

A creepy howl sounded, the demonic power that shrouded the sky collided with the nine burning heavenly flames, and two ten thousand zhang lights, one red and one black, intertwined and directly hit the sky.

Bu Zheng stared coldly at Fen Tian Sheng Yan who flew out, his figure flicked, and the Nine Transformations of the Dragon was released under his feet, and quickly fled towards Xing Feng's side.

"Brother Xing, back quickly!"

Finished.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two earth-shaking sounds came, and a huge wave of spiritual power struck. The figures of the two were sent flying and fell to the ground. Bu Zheng suddenly turned his head and stared at the sky. The monstrous flames were still burning.

He resisted the pain coming from his body and supported Xing Feng's arm, the figures of the two suddenly rose up, and once again swept towards the unknown blacksmith shop.

"Boy, don't run away, this old man will kill both of you!"

"True Demon Devouring Heaven Sword, kill with one sword!"

The figure that came from Leng Changtian was suspended in the void, and a real demon sword fell in his hand, and the sword light that split the sky and the earth shot out, turning into a silvery white light towards Bu Zheng and Xing Feng's figure fall.

"boom!"

The ground trembled under the sword light, and the sharp sword light split the ground, and a ravine several feet long appeared, and the figures of Bu Zheng and Xing Feng disappeared under the sword light.

The sound of shaking between the sky and the earth was endless, and the dust rising into the sky was like a flying dragon, raging in the void.

"Space movement?"

"Your Excellency dare to take care of the affairs of our Worry-free Demon Palace, so as not to be afraid of death?"

Leng Changtian's expression was about to split, he stared angrily at the disappearing figures of Buzheng and Xingfeng in front of him, and said in a bone-chilling voice.

"The Temple of the Worry-free Devil?"

"The Holy Saber Demon Lord doesn't dare to be so arrogant in front of this old man when he comes. You are an elder who is only half a stage of primordial cultivation. You are so overbearing. It seems that your Worry-free Demon Palace is really getting more and more unruly."

"Shh!"

A little light of fire came through the void, and the sound of burning sound came from Zhou Kong. Leng Changtian watched the light of fire flying towards him, with infinite panic in his eyes.

What everyone around saw was just a spark the size of a spark, but in Leng Changtian's eyes, what was reflected was an ocean of fire, as if he was going to burn this world to nothing.

"what!"

There was a scream, and Leng Changtian's figure flew backwards, and a hole that was still emitting white smoke appeared on his left shoulder instantly.

"This blow is a lesson for you. Hurry up and leave the city of war, otherwise the next time I make a move, it will be your life!"

A vicissitudes of life sounded, as if it came from the illusory nine heavens. Everyone looked around and followed the sound, but they couldn't find any clues.

Hearing the voice from the void, Leng Changtian resisted the pain from his shoulders, a look of anger rose in Leng Changtian's eyes, he suddenly turned around and fled into the void.

"withdraw!"

With the departure of Leng Changtian and the others, the battle on the entire street ended. Everyone was completely immersed in shock, and their eyes focused on the disappearing figures of Bu Zheng and Xing Feng.

"The weird attack just now must have come from the unnamed blacksmith shop. It seems that someone deliberately attacked him!"

"Could it be the owner of the nameless blacksmith shop? He is the most mysterious strong man in the city of war, and we only heard about him, but never saw him."

"It is very possible that Xingfeng and the purple-haired boy will be blessed by the owner of the unknown blacksmith shop. It seems that no one in this city of war will be able to hurt them again."

"That's right, the Worriless Demon Palace is so evil and powerful, and it was dismissed by the mysterious man with a few words. How much is this strong man from the nameless blacksmith?"

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