Battle Dragon Lingshen

Chapter 796 Breaking the Eye of the Storm

"How could it be like this..." The Dark Flying Eagle was dumbfounded all of a sudden, under the incitement of all his strength, he was not as fast as An Yan and turned against him, so he simply gave up dodging, and almost exhausted his strength, fanning his wings wantonly, trying to take refuge with the help of the strong wind.

It's a pity that An Yan is like a ferocious fire beast, with its bloody mouth wide open, and its relatives deny it. A while ago, it was the assistant on the wings and feathers of the dark eagle, but in the blink of an eye, it became the chief culprit of the attack.

"Don't..." Dark Flying Eagle's eyeballs kept shrinking, seeing An Yan blasting back towards him at a frenzied speed, Dark Flying Eagle was almost exhausted, and couldn't help but resign himself to fate.

Just when it was about to abandon itself, a huge shield stood upright in front of the Dark Flying Eagle, protecting its small body. An Yan completely bombarded the shield, setting off bursts of black waves, and the shield was silent in the black waves swaying.

Everyone is staring at this moment, the contest between Shield and An Yan, who will win and who will win.

Ao Yunlong grabbed it with his big hand, and the long shield transformed into Yiliujin returned to his hand. At the critical moment, Ao Yunlong still saved the life of the dark flying eagle.

The wind power catalyzes the flame, driven by the wind feather fan, and its power doubles. The power of this level of dark flame has already reached the level of a ninth-rank Martial God. How could the Dark Flying Eagle be able to catch it.

Fortunately, the long shield transformed by Yiliujin is also second to none in terms of protection, and he is not worried about being pierced by An Yan.

Chi Feng glanced at the shield in Ao Yunlong's hand with great interest, and smiled coldly: "If you didn't have this shield, I'm afraid even you wouldn't be able to withstand the Dark Flame of the Dark Flying Eagle."

Ao Yunlong didn't answer Chi Feng's question, frowned, and grabbed the Dark Flying Eagle, "With your current energy level of An Yan, you can't fight against his treasure."

The Dark Flying Eagle smiled helplessly, of course it knew that if it hadn't been for Ao Yunlong's rescue, it would have been killed by its own Dark Flame just now.

If it died like this, then it would be too embarrassing, and it would be laughed to death by its compatriots. It may be the first dark eagle in history that was blown to death by its own trick in reverse.

Losing one's life is a small thing, if one loses one's face, it would not be worth it.

Just when the Dark Flying Eagle was rejoicing, its eyes were in a trance. In a blink of an eye, it found that its body was pressed by a soft object, unable to move. When it recovered, it looked up and screamed: "Third sister , why are you pressing me down?"

"Hey, who is suppressing you? I won't let you mess around, so as not to cause trouble to my elder brother."

When the Dark Flying Eagle heard it, he was not very happy at once, "What do you mean I am causing trouble to the boss? Where did I make trouble? If I was not too careless, and the power of this kid's feather fan is so big and weird, Grandpa Ying and I Even the ten Chifengs are no match for me."

The white cat that the blue-scaled tiger turned into gave the black hawk another annoyed look.

As the saying goes, the shadow of a person, the bark of a tree, the dark flying eagle as an ancient beast, can be shameless to this point, the blue-scaled tiger can be considered experienced, silently, lift its claws away from the dark flying eagle, and slowly take a step back , keep a certain distance.

"Third Sister, what do you mean!?" Dark Flying Eagle subconsciously felt that he was being despised.

"Hmph, as the saying goes, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black. After staying with you for a long time, I worry that I will be stupid someday."

"..." The Dark Eagle fell silent.

Ao Yunlong didn't care about the bickering between the two ancient fierce beasts, and glanced at the feather fan in Chifeng's hand from time to time, showing seriousness.

Chifeng's physical strength is only at the junior level of the eighth-rank Martial God, but with the treasure in his hand, his strength is definitely not inferior to Aoyunlong, not to mention that the function of the feather fan is so unpredictable.

Ao Yunlong tried to test the treasure with himself, took advantage of Chifeng's unpreparedness, and shot out extremely quickly, punching with all his strength, immediately blasted out, the vacuum twisted for a while, the crackling sound filled the air, and layers of flames were wiped out.

This is the momentum caused by the energy blasted by the fist, which can detonate the vacuum.

Facing this punch, Chi Feng waved his lupine slowly, and saw a green storm visible to the naked eye, small wisps waved out from the lupine, directly hitting Ao Yunlong's fist wind.

"Break!" The wind blade, the size of a sesame mung bean, blasted Ao Yunlong's fist wind away effortlessly, completely defusing the punch.

Everyone burst into an uproar, staring blankly at this scene, Ao Yunlong's full-strength punch, not to mention the eighth-rank Martial God, even the ordinary peak eighth-rank Martial God, may not be able to receive it so easily.

However, Chi Feng staged a wonderful confrontation in front of the crowd, Chi Feng gradually gained the upper hand, and Ao Yunlong, who was deified by everyone yesterday, almost lost the wind.

"Haha, as expected of Chi Feng, relying on the treasure of the Yufeng God Clan, he is invincible, and he is more and more like your patriarch." In the crowd, some people couldn't help flattering.

The others frowned suddenly. Although flattering at this time was unseemly, it was true. Ao Yunlong, who had been deified by them, really couldn't withstand Chi Feng's blow.

"Come to a conclusion so quickly, do you think you can beat me?" A calm voice sounded, it was Ao Yunlong's chuckle.

"Heh, your will is invaluable. You know that you are not my opponent, but you still insist on it. Forget it, let you suffer a narrow defeat today, and I will give you face."

Anyone with a discerning eye could hear Chi Feng's words, that he was mocking Ao Yunlong for overreaching himself, but to everyone's surprise, Ao Yunlong could still laugh.

"What a freak." This is the evaluation of Ao Yunlong by the Eight Great God Clans at this moment.

"Ao Yunlong, if you lose, you lose. There is nothing shameful in admitting that you are inferior to me. As for Dongfang Tuntian and Qingfeng, they are purely stupid." Chi Feng smiled, but his eyes were full of coldness.

"Okay, let's take the last blow to end your myth of yesterday." Chi Feng laughed loudly, and in his eyes, he foresaw the dawn of victory beckoning to him.

Being able to defeat such a master in public is enough to make Chi Feng feel very excited. In the next treasure hunt, he will be the shining figure of this treasure hunting team.

"Heh." Ao Yunlong smiled faintly, showing no emotion. After this smile, Ao Yunlong's aura rose sharply, reaching the peak of his state.

In Ao Yunlong's mind, Diablo Flying Eagle's sarcastic words resounded: "Boss, I discovered the weakness of this lupine."

"When it is used in a windless environment, its power will be greatly reduced. At that time, it will be our perfect counterattack."

Behind Aoyunlong, the dark flying eagle condenses golden eagle pupils, under its pair of golden pupils, the essence of the wind feather fan is undoubtedly exposed.

"Don't underestimate your Grandpa Eagle!" Diablo Flying Eagle sneered, his entire face covered with ferocity.

"Understood." Ao Yunlong's eyes narrowed, the wind feather fan, to put it bluntly, without wind eyes, it is a waste product!
"Boom!" When Ao Yunlong raised his hand, an explosive sword energy was released. This sword energy was mixed with a violent cyclone, turning into a vortex and sweeping towards him.

"Hmph, you dare to repeat this trick." Chi Feng's eyes turned cold, he took out the feather fan, and swung it fiercely.

"Seal!" At this moment, the Dark Flying Eagle set up a sealing formation out of thin air, and the wind eye around the feather fan was instantly blocked, and the storm disappeared like a tide, no matter how he used it, there was no response.

"This..." The air froze at this moment.

Everyone, including Chi Feng himself, was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)