Dragon Warrior

Wu Yi didn't use his blood and divine power at first, but waited for the restless wildness to recover completely, and then fought back strongly. Finally, he felt the sense of power and control that he hadn't seen for a long time, as if in this world, he was The only master, irreversible, unstoppable.

The sharp claws pierced the sky and tore the sky. When the flaming sea of ​​purple fire met the turbulent blood and divine power, several openings were forcibly torn open. The mighty impact of the original force made it difficult for Nie Lanxiu to resist. The meridians were damaged, and she had already suffered serious internal injuries. Fortunately, the white-haired old woman reacted quickly. At the moment she sensed the fluctuation of Yuanli, she flew up into the sky with Song Qingmu and took the initiative to stay away from the battle. Can't stop that thunderbolt.

"Boy, this is Fangcuntai, you are too rampant!" Nie Lan is as handsome as a fire, and has never been willing to admit defeat. At this moment, she was injured by a younger generation. Swinging, a huge purple figure gathered behind her immediately. Song Qingmu had just performed this move, but the power was not the same. The ancient times traveled through time and space, carrying endless power and arrogance.

Just now Nie Lanxiu attacked in a hurry, and did not expect Wu Yi's attack to be so fierce. He was caught off guard and was injured. Although the meridians were damaged, his combat power was not compromised. With his own identity, he also forgot the advice of the white-haired old woman, and he did not hesitate to stimulate the divine power of his blood, just wanting to get rid of Wu Yi and then quickly.

Wu Yi was bathed in the raging purple fire, feeling the extremely hot temperature, as if he would burn at any moment, his blood spurted out, his eyes were red, and his consciousness was a little blurred. Facing the unfathomable Nie Lanxiu, there was nothing he could do. Without the slightest fear, on the contrary, he was full of fighting spirit, directly driving the golden dragon phantom, and slammed into it fiercely.

Although the consciousness is a little fuzzy, the judgment of the fighter is still extremely accurate. Taking advantage of the moment when the phantom has not yet formed, and launching an attack brazenly, he can undoubtedly grasp the greatest initiative and gain a certain advantage for himself.

"Oh my god! The Palace Mistress actually made a move in person. This is a grand occasion that I haven't seen in many years! I don't even remember when she made a move last time."

"What don't you remember? You have never seen it at all. Fangcuntai has not seen such a level of Yuanli confrontation for nearly five hundred years. Not to mention you, even your grandfather and I have never seen it with our own eyes. I mentioned it, but that is no longer an old thing."

"These two forces of coercion are so strong, I have an urge to kneel down, I have to move away quickly, lest I want to leave later, I won't be able to leave."

"I really can't figure out the origin and identity of this young man. Not only did he beat the crown prince, but he even dared to fight against the palace master. It is unbelievable to have such a strong combat power at such a young age!"

"No matter how powerful it is, what's the use of being powerful? If the Lord Palace Master takes action, this kid will die. It's too arrogant to dare to challenge Fang Cuntai with his own strength."

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The onlookers subconsciously moved further away, but no one was willing to leave, knowing that there would be danger, but stayed there, looking at the night sky that was about to collapse, with expressions of incomparable excitement and longing, Fang Cuntai It has been silent for too long. If I miss such a big scene, I am afraid that I will regret it for the rest of my life.

Nie Lanxiu's eyes were as bright as the stars, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned. The huge golden dragon roared towards her, and it brought heavy pressure to her. Even if she fought with all her strength, she was not sure of winning. Her arrogance didn't wait for the phantom to solidify, she waved her wings, smashed the void with a pair of sharp claws, and directly met the roaring dragon.

"Boom... rumble..." Two equally powerful and domineering forces collided together, and the dark night sky instantly brightened like day, as if God's punishment had descended and thunder was shot down. The terrifying sound waves rippled like water waves, shaking the eardrums Pain caused a brief deafness, and the air waves surged to the sky, like a blue sea tide, overwhelming mountains and seas, and the Fangcuntai people who were watching thousands of miles away were also washed to pieces, some hit rocks, numbers, and screamed one after another Into pieces.

Qingluan and Jinlong were entangled with each other, and finally hit the ground directly. There was another loud noise, and a big hole with a diameter of more than 100 meters was smashed out. Song Ziyi's secret base was completely destroyed. Fortunately, the two forces landed together. At that moment, Xiaohuo and Xiaosan'er simultaneously cast the shield of Yuanli defense to protect her inside, following the ups and downs of the air waves, it seemed dangerous, but she was not harmed.

Wu Yi made two shots in a row, his irritable mood eased a lot, his mood gradually returned to calm, the majestic power in his blood also retreated quickly, the shadow of the golden dragon became weaker and weaker, and Qingluan's mighty coercion made him gasp are somewhat difficult.

"Damn it, why did you fight her? This is a hornet's nest!" After Wu Yi regained consciousness, he secretly groaned. He had already seen Nie Lanxiu's temper. Poor Ge Silin was beaten by her. His finger was poked to death, if he didn't try to find a way to get out quickly, he would probably follow in the footsteps of Ge Silin.

But wanting to get away now is undoubtedly a dream. Nie Lanxiu's cultivation is probably still higher than Guo Hongyang's, several levels higher than his. Such a terrifying coercion and invisible spiritual confinement make him unable to move. , let alone running for his life, he could only say loudly: "Brother Aoki and I are just exchanging ideas between peers, if senior intervenes so forcefully, I'm afraid it will make the heroes of the world ridicule if it gets out!"

The stronger a person is, the more he cares about face. At this time, he can only use this method to make Nie Lanxiu stop. Unfortunately, Wu Yi was wrong. Nie Lanxiu sneered and said disdainfully: "What do the monks in the world have to do with me?" What? If you dare to kill my son, you shouldn't stay in this world anymore, just suffer death obediently!"

"Your grandfather, what kind of reasoning is this? When did I want to kill him? Besides, if you think about it, you should be killed. You are too domineering." There is no need for etiquette. In the face of such a woman who protects the calf, it is useless to say more, it is better to scold.

"This is Fangcuntai. If you want to reason, go down and talk to Hades. I don't have time to listen to your gossip." Nie Lanxiu's temper was so hot that she didn't give Wu Yi a chance to reason. At last, a shadow of death was cast over his head, his sharp claws pierced through the air, and he was about to send China's iron-faced judge to see Lord Hades.