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Chapter 176 Me! It Is The Embodiment Of Power! 【Kneeling To Subscribe】

Chapter 176 I! I am the embodiment of power!

"Human, how did you find me?" The little lizard rolled its eyes, and a voice came to Lin Feng's ear.

Lin Feng smiled: "Is it troublesome to find you? Nesario?"

Nelthario didn't speak, just stared at Lin Feng, he couldn't see through this person.

The little lizard opened its mouth and roared silently, the sharp teeth in its mouth looked a little frightening.

Then it soared into the sky, flew to a very high mid-air, and suddenly became as huge as a mountain.

The black dragon's figure enveloped half of Stormwind City.

"Oh my God, what's that?"

"Black dragon! I recognized it, it is exactly the same as the black dragon lord recorded in the book!"

The entire Stormwind City was in chaos.

The figure of Deathwing was suspended in mid-air.

This is a huge black dragon, the scales on the huge body are covered with cracks, like wearing a cracked armor.

The blood-red flame burning inside can be seen from the crack, which is powerful and terrifying.

The huge dragon pupil is the size of a house, with its mouth wide open, and flames spill out repeatedly.

"Humans! I've changed my mind, I'm going to destroy you all!"

Deathwing swooped down.

The huge black shadow pressed heavily on Lin Feng.

With a loud dragon chant, Deathwing opened his huge mouth, and a ray of red light burst out from the depths of his throat.

"Roar! I! I am the embodiment of power!" The voice shook the entire Stormwind City, and a fiery dragon's breath swept towards the mage area where Lin Feng was.

Lin Feng didn't look panicked at all: "Flame? I will too!"

Opening his mouth, he spit out the large amount of spirits he drank earlier against the breath of the dragon, and then the power of the phoenix was activated, and the wine was lingering with a trace of flames, which became a mass of red-golden flames as the spit distance stretched, and Deathwing's breath collided with each other.

Seen from a distance, two flames collided above the mage area, and the fiery breath ignited the flammable objects below.

Deathwing was about to close, and a huge figure hovered over Stormwind City.

Putting away the flame, Lin Feng basically finished the spirits he drank earlier, and his stomach felt relieved immediately.

"Forget it, how about letting me try dragon slaying today?" Lin Feng said looking at the hovering Deathwing.

Stretching out his hand, an ice sword quietly condensed, more than two meters long.

The power to deal with the flames of Deathwing is probably not enough, so I can only use my own strange cold aura.

"Roar! Are you worthy of being a dragon slayer?" Deathwing's angry voice spread throughout Stormwind City, and then swooped down again, attacking Lin Feng.

Lin Feng bent his legs slightly, watched Deathwing reach a certain range, and jumped up.

The body soared into the sky like a cannonball, and instantly came to Deathwing's side.

"Roar!" The huge dragon's mouth bit Lin Feng directly, in this disproportionate situation, it was like a lion trying to bite a fly.

A block of ice quietly condensed under his feet, Lin Feng used the ice block to use his strength to avoid Deathwing's dragon's mouth, and stood directly on the dragon's back.

"Roar!" Feeling Lin Feng on his back like a bone-eating maggot, Deathwing crazily rushed to the sky, flipping back and forth, spinning, trying to throw Lin Feng off his body.

But Lin Feng stood firmly on Deathwing's body, allowing him to flip back and forth and struggle, as stable as a rock.

Lin Feng said. "Hehe, I don't know if I am worthy of being a dragon slayer now?"

"Shua!" With a swish of the sword, a two-meter-long gash was drawn on Deathwing's back, exposing the burning flesh inside.

But soon, the wound began to heal. Obviously, such a small amount of damage was not a drop in the bucket for its huge body like a mountain.

"A body so powerful that it's abnormal? It's worthy of being a fallen guardian of the earth," Lin Feng sighed.

Then step by step towards the position of the dragon's head, the Frost sword became longer, fifteen or sixteen meters long.

It dragged on Deathwing's back, causing a huge wound.

"Roar!" Hearing sensed Lin Feng's intentions, Deathwing stopped spinning and rolling, and swooped down, flying towards a nearby mountain peak.

He's going to hit the mountain.

Lin Feng walked to the position of the dragon head, looked at the oncoming mountain and smiled.

Do you want to use this to throw him away?

"Boom!" The mountain peak shattered, Deathwing's figure passed through the mountain, and broken rocks flew all over the sky, it was really spectacular. (bich)

And Lin Feng still stood firmly on top of the dragon head, not moving a muscle.

For his over ten thousand physique, this little collision can't hurt him at all, but it's a pity that the mage's robe was completely shattered under the impact, not even a trace of cloth was left.

Lin Feng, who was naked all over, felt a little embarrassed. After he became stronger, he was destined to be unscathed as long as he had a fight.

Lin Feng said to the black dragon under his feet: "Is this what you are capable of? Neltharion? The lord of the black dragon really lives up to his name."

In fact, it can't be blamed that the black dragon is not strong enough, but that all its methods have no effect on Lin Feng.

The high-temperature dragon flames are useless to Lin Feng, the dragon yin has stunned everyone, Lin Feng doesn't feel it at all, and its dragon claws and teeth can't touch Lin Feng, it intends to make its body smaller, but Lin Feng is on top of his head .

It can be said that as soon as he becomes smaller, Lin Feng will take advantage of the opportunity to cut off his dragon head, it is better to maintain a huge body size, at least Lin Feng can't break the defense.

The mental power is crazily passing away, even the current 300,000 mental power can't support the huge consumption, and nearly 100,000 has been lost in just a few minutes.

Lin Feng immediately raised his long sword and swung it across.

"Roar!~" Deathwing's painful cry resounded through the sky.

A dragon horn tens of meters long was cut off by Lin Feng, and fell down, blood mixed with flames sprayed out [It seemed that a rain of flames set the jungle below on fire.

With another wave of the sword, the other dragon's horn also snapped off.

But soon, Deathwing's wound began to heal, and the broken dragon horn showed signs of growing again.

Lin Feng made the ice sword only a few meters long, made a cross-shaped opening at the dragon's head, and jumped in.

Deathwing could never be killed outside, Lin Feng didn't have much mental power to waste.

So he chose to attack from within.

From the inside, Deathwing has very little flesh and blood, and most of it is filled with flames. This is completely different from other black dragons, perhaps because of the consequences of corruption.

The only feeling was the heat, very hot, and after a while, the ice sword in his hand began to melt.

"It's really, really tricky," Lin Feng said.

Putting away the long Frost sword, Lin Feng stood naked in the flesh of Deathwing, without mental power, he still had physical strength.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom" Feeling a burst of vibration, Lin Feng grabbed the flesh and blood of Deathwing with both hands, tore it apart on both sides, and moved towards the direction of the brain.

"Hiss~ho~ you cunning guy! Come out! Come out! Come out!"

On the plain next to Stormwind City, Deathwing was lying on the ground, tossing crazily, his huge head was torn bloody by his own dragon claws, huge ravines were scratched out on the plain, it was shocking, and the shock came out Let the walls of Stormwind City in the distance collapse for a while. .

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