Battle Dragon Lingshen

Chapter 791 Hu Fei's Weird Action
Shangfeng vomited blood, and the horror in his eyes reached the point where it could not be increased. This kind of combat power is really too terrifying. Didn't the young master specially tell you earlier that the Aoyunlong in front of him is only a sixth-rank Martial God?

"Could it be that in just a few days, he has been promoted to the level of the eighth-rank Martial God? How is this possible!" Thinking like this, Shangfeng's fear of Aoyunlong reached an unimaginable level.

"Don't come here, you devil."

"Kudden." Shangfeng stepped back continuously, as if seeing something that frightened him, terrified, as if Aoyunlong was a man-eating devil.

Ao Yunlong squinted his eyes, and smiled coldly, "This is the chief guard of the Eastern Protoss. At this level, is it possible that such a powerful clan as the Eastern Protoss cannot provide a decent guard?"

"Pfft..." Ao Yunlong's words really made Shang Feng feel furious, he spat out a mouthful of blood again, and his face became even paler.

"Taste the dark flame of this eagle!"

The dark eagle flapped its wings, and strands of fist-sized dark flames whizzed down. Qinglinhu took the opportunity to use a black household to pierce his heart, blasting Liu Da and Liu Er, and the shadows fell like raindrops, indirectly killing the two of them. The body ignites.

"Ah...it's so hot, what kind of flame is this?" Both Liu Da and Liu's eyes showed fear, which was no different from that of Shangfeng. Put out the flames on your body.

The Dark Flying Eagle snorted coldly, and said: "It's wishful thinking to extinguish the flames of this eagle, just give up, they will only be like tarsal maggots, until your souls are also ignited."

Being so frightened by the Dark Flying Eagle, the two of them lost their minds for a while, and then came back to their senses, there was no sarcasm in their eyes, only the boundless fear and fear.

"Go away, kill you, I'll dirty the hands of this eagle." Dark Flying Eagle's eyes were full of brilliance, and he glanced at the two people full of disgust. His wings fluttered, and a gust of wind swept them away, blowing them away. Crazy devour their vitality.

This scene shocked the hearts of those present. An Yan's dominance and terror deeply rooted in the hearts of the people at this moment, and everyone had a new understanding of the Dark Flying Eagle.

"This cub is really tempting. No wonder the Primordial Beast is so precious. This An Yan... I can see that it has the magical function of forging weapons." Someone swallowed hard and said.

"If I can get this cub, my Xuanyan sword can be improved to a higher level. The combination of Anyan and the blade with the same fire attribute will make me even more powerful." A young genius of the Yan tribe here whispered Said.

Their clan is one of the eight great god clans who use the flame sword, and their clan is the top among the fire attribute swordsmanship. At this moment, this genius, representing the outstanding talents in the family, came to the banquet, and suddenly became angry with the Dark Flying Eagle. greedy heart.

However, after taking a look at Ao Yunlong, he directly put an end to this idea, what kind of joke, everyone can see now, this man named Ao Yunlong, no matter in terms of cultivation base or mind, he is the best choice.

Taking action at this moment is tantamount to flying moths into the flames. Even the Shangfeng Guard Chief of the Eastern Protoss is no match for Aoyunlong.

"That tiger is not bad, I just need such a cool mount."

Everyone here, except the people in Misty Pavilion, have more or less thoughts about the two ancient beasts beside Aoyunlong, but they are limited to thinking about it, and no one dares to be the first guinea pig right now.

The powerful power emanating from Ao Yunlong has penetrated into their hearts, and soon, the greed in their hearts was curbed.

The facial expressions and reactions of the people present couldn't be hidden from Ao Yunlong's prying eyes. He glanced coldly at the strong man in front of the round table. If these people don't know what to do, Ao Yunlong doesn't mind sending them down together.

As long as there are one or two desperate, Ao Yunlong will give them the price they deserve, even if the people in Misty Pavilion stop them, they can't change Ao Yunlong's thinking of killing them.

Seeing the three servants around him, almost defeated like a mountain, being kicked over by Ao Yunlong and the three of them, Dongfang Qingfeng's face turned green, his teeth were clenched, and his eyes were fixed on Ao Yunlong and him. The two ancient beasts beside him.

"Damn, why is this happening? This is different from what I expected."

"That's enough. This is a banquet, not a place for you to make trouble. Whoever makes a move will just not give me face in Misty Pavilion."

It was Young Master Mei who spoke, no one could see how he made the move, and once he pointed at Ao Yunlong, Ao Yunlong's body suddenly fell from the air, barely stopping.

"I'll go, Boss, what kind of method is this charming young man? He knocked you down with just one finger." Dark Flying Eagle's voice was full of fear. They didn't even have a chance to notice the move just now. nothing.

"That's right, this person's methods are brilliant, and he is definitely not an ordinary strong man." Ao Yunlong's eyes darkened, and he said solemnly.

Another point, he didn't say, that finger is like carrying it out of thin air, without any lethality, but it can carry Aoyunlong to a radius of [-] meters at will.

It is undeniable that Mr. Mei's strength is indeed strong. Ao Yunlong only discovered a small breath exuding from Mr. Mei by relying on his perception far beyond ordinary people.

Ninth Rank Martial God...

Ao Yunlong swallowed his saliva, feeling his mouth was dry. Fortunately, such a strong man is not an enemy, otherwise, once he was entangled, even ten Ao Yunlong would not be enough to kill him.

Of course, if Ao Yunlong reaches the pinnacle of the eighth-rank Martial God, he also has the confidence to fight any ninth-rank Martial God.

It is worth mentioning that Ao Yunlong has the ability to leapfrog challenges, but this ability is almost infinitely weakened in front of the ninth-rank Martial God. is also significantly reduced.

"Okay, it's almost time for the entertainment show. I believe that everyone here will not doubt the strength of this little brother. Our Piaomiao Pavilion has always been hospitable. Even if he is not one of the eight great gods, if he has strength, we naturally welcome him." participate."

How dare the young talents present here have any objections, especially the Yan Clan, the Heixiao God Clan, and the special branch of the Guangling God Clan, Guangling Sect. These people have raised Aoyunlong to an equal status to themselves.

As for Dongfang Qingfeng, he returned to Dongfang Tuntian's previous seat with a face full of anger. Opposite him was the indifferent Aoyunlong, which made his teeth itch with anger.

The calmer Ao Yunlong was, the more angry Dongfang Qingfeng was towards him.

Banquet, face up to the beginning.

"Brother Yunlong, this is the fine nectar from the Misty Pavilion. It is made from rootless water and brewed with nectar from nine springs. It is a rare product. In addition, it has the remarkable effect of enhancing cultivation. Let me pour you a cup." Try it."

(End of this chapter)