Battle Dragon Lingshen

Chapter 797

This scene is simply unbelievable.

Such a miraculous clan treasure would fail.

"Wait, this seems to be caused by humans..." Someone was stunned and found something tricky.

"How is it possible, this is a treasure of the Yufeng God Clan, it cannot be destroyed by others!"

Chi Feng's face was full of shock, his eyes were dull, looking at the feather fan in his hand, a ray of sinister color flashed past, then he raised his head, his cold eyes shot directly at Ao Yunlong, and immediately shouted angrily, making people enter the ice cellar: "What are you doing right? What did my precious lupine do."

"What did you do?" Ao Yunlong tilted his head, glanced at Chifeng casually, and his eyes turned cold in an instant, "It's just a small trick to make your precious feather fan useless."

"It's impossible..." Chi Feng couldn't hide his disbelief in his eyes, he stepped back with a thud, his legs trembled uncontrollably.

No one has ever been able to damage the Feather Fan of the Wind, even the patriarch of the Yufeng God Clan has fought countless battles with the Feather Fan over the years without any damage.

However, today, under the watchful eyes of everyone, this unparalleled feather fan completely failed, which brought Chifeng a painful blow in his heart. It was like a person's long-lasting and firm worldview suddenly suffered man-made damage and collapsed.

"Hey, boss, what's the matter, luckily I found out early, otherwise you would have nothing to do with this weird fan." Dark Flying Eagle said cheaply through voice transmission.

The corner of Ao Yunlong's mouth twitched fiercely, even if what Diablo Flying Eagle said made sense, he would not admit it.

Ao Yunlong really didn't think of a treasure that needs to rely on the eye of the storm to function.

However, having said that, the Dark Flying Eagle is able to see through the weakness of the treasure because of the golden eagle pupils, and the talent of the Golden Winged Roc is the true dragon spirit of the Aoyunlong that made the Dark Flying Eagle return to its ancestors to transform of.

The combination of the two is still due to Ao Yunlong.

"How much time is left to seal the Eye of the Storm?" Ao Yunlong asked.

The Dark Flying Eagle nodded, and said slowly: "There are almost a hundred breaths left."

"enough."

"Quick fight!"

Ao Yunlong drank coldly, the spiritual power in his body erupted like a flood, gushing out, gathering in the palm of his hand, forming a white glowing ball of light, pressing his palm hard, the ball of light sank to the ground, and the light burst from the ground quickly, heading straight to Chifeng soles of feet.

Chifeng was still in the confusion of the failure of the treasure, he couldn't keep up with Aoyunlong's speed, his whole body was blasted out by this huge force, his head was thrown back, and he fell on his back, very embarrassed.

"Chifeng!" Zhamu stepped forward to support Chifeng, turned his gaze to Aoyunlong, and looked at him indifferently, "Your Excellency is going too far."

"I admit that my brother was at fault first, but for my sake, let this matter go, don't hurt the peace for a while because of the treasure hunt later."

Zhamu's words sounded like peacemakers here, but his tone was clearly threatening, how could Ao Yunlong not hear it.

"Then what if I don't agree?" Ao Yunlong sneered, he was going to be a peacemaker now, so why did he go there before.

"Boy, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, don't make everyone unhappy." Seeing Ao Yunlong's disobedience, Zamu's face slowly darkened.

"Forgive me?" Ao Yunlong repeated Zhamu's words, his eyes turned cold, "Since you are his brother, then you can make it up for him."

Ao Yunlong is not a master who allows himself to be bullied. It is said that if others respect one foot, I respect one foot.

"Oh? Do you think I dare not?" Zhamu's face became more and more gloomy. Ao Yunlong's words were completely provoking him. As a well-known skilled craftsman of the Shengong clan, he has never been looked down upon like this.

"Hehe, our clan is good at making treasured weapons, and the ax used to make them can be regarded as a treasure."

Zhamu sneered to himself, and immediately took out a miniature ax from his pocket in front of everyone, his eyes shot brightly, and the ax shot up several inches in the blink of an eye.

Good guy, the front part of this ax is covered with broken gold, which makes the ax peak's defense ability reach its peak. Unusual sharp weapons can break through it. On the handle of the ax, strange runes are inlaid, which symbolizes the greatness of the Shengong clan.

This ax is bigger than the first hammer Ao Yunlong picked in Shenji City when he was a rookie.

It's hard to imagine that such an ax should be controlled by a single muscle, but Zamu's body doesn't have such a physique, making everyone wonder whether he has such a body to support it.

"Drink." Zhamu yelled sharply, as if piercing his heart, the roar was like thunder, and the ax was played by him in an instant, and there was no feeling of effort, and the storm around the ax formed a chemical For the most primitive violent force.

This force is violent, thick, and indestructible.

"This... the ax was born for him." The young talents in the crowd were a little dumbfounded. The giant ax, which was bigger than Zamu's body, was just like Zhang Yu, allowing Zamu to swing it.

Light as a feather and heavy as Mount Tai is to describe the astonishing scene in front of you.

"Zamu...haha, you finally can't help but make a move." Chi Feng, who had regained some mobility, couldn't help laughing when he saw Zamu wielding the giant ax of the Shengong clan, "Now, Aoyunlong will definitely It's going to fail miserably."

At this moment, not only Chi Feng, but also other young talents shook their heads, "Ao Yunlong is not Zamu's opponent."

Hoo hoo hoo, the giant ax in Zamu's hands is like meeting a wise king. The king's battle ax is invincible and majestic. At this moment, Zamu turned into a war madman. Wherever the ax said, everything would be destroyed.

"Boss, this guy is actually an ax wielder, I'm afraid it's a bit of a hindrance." Dark Flying Eagle said worriedly.

Just looking at the huge axe, it weighed a thousand catties, if it were to be chopped down with a single axe, wouldn't it be that the head would be moved.

When the Dark Flying Eagle thought of this, a goosebump appeared, its petite body trembled, and the hurricane formed by swinging a huge ax swept towards Aoyunlong at the fastest speed.

Facing the violent hurricane caused by the huge axe, Aoyunlong faced the difficulty, stabbed fiercely with his sword, and said with a sneer: "Haven't you heard of it, what is it that a sword is born to restrain an axe?"

"Hmph, it's common sense that a sword can restrain an axe. However, it also depends on what kind of sword and axe it is. Our magical axe has been forged millions of times, and it is a treasure in itself."

"How can you break through the ban of the divine crafting ax with the broken copper and rotten iron in your hand!"

"Needless to say, kill!" Ao Yunlong flipped his right hand, and used a sword hurricane, which slammed directly into the huge axe hurricane.

(End of this chapter)