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"Are you a dragon or a dragon?" Yang Yao asked curiously.
Yan Fuhai was stunned for a moment, then he really thought about this question seriously, and finally gave the answer: "Half dragon, half dragon!"
"Oh~" Yang Yao nodded: "Let's go and decide quickly. We're done, and it's the protagonist's turn to play this time!"
Yan Fuhai frowned. According to the duel agreement, as long as Xu Kun's side loses one round, Xu Kun will lead his team to leave Sin City!
According to Yang Yao, can he definitely win?
Otherwise there would be no final showdown!
Such remarks made it difficult for the already arrogant Yan Fuhai to accept.
"I won't show mercy to you!"
"unnecessary!"
Yang Yao's hands and soles were frozen, so she stepped on the ice ladder and walked onto the lotus platform in front of everyone.
Yan Fuhai snorted coldly and jumped up!
"Yan Fuhai, descendant of dragon, bloodline, SS level, level 19, level 5, fire element, please give me your advice!"
"It's easy to say, Princess Yaoyao, human race, talent, SSS level, level 10, level 2, ice type, little dragon. If you don't want to suffer the pain of flesh and blood, I advise you to surrender as soon as possible!"
The flame-covered sea dragon's body trembled, and his face looked extremely ugly!
Another one... SSS level. It turns out that she was the only person from the human race who had been on the Heavenly Ranking!
He still specializes in controlling his own ice element. No wonder the levels are so different that he can suppress his own fire energy that escapes!
In this case, if you underestimate the other person, you are disrespecting your own life!
"Bloodline Awakening: Flame Dragon True Body!"
boom!
Even through the golden light shield, everyone felt a wave of heat rushing toward their faces!
"Yan Fuhai..." the golden-winged roc said in astonishment.
"The other party deserves his attention!"
Facing Yan Fuhai, who was covered in flames and whose originally huge dragon body was a bit more majestic, Yang Yao pursed her lips and smiled!
"interesting!"
With a wave of his little hand, the Royal Yao Plate gradually grew bigger!
"Yaochi Tiange·Xue Ji's Sigh!"
The statue of the Ice and Snow Goddess reappeared. The phantom of the god that was easily defeated by Ju Mang now descended, like a dimensionality-reducing blow!
In the golden light shield that was originally filled with flames, everyone was shocked to find that even the flames were frozen!
Yan Fuhai was stunned for a while, but no matter how he writhed and released the flames, he could only watch the scope of his flames shrinking!
It's pity for everyone watching the battle outside. They felt hot just now, and now they feel like they have fallen into an ice cellar!
The golden-winged roc at the front touched his cheek and took out a piece of ice crystal: "What a strong power of frost!"
Yang Yao didn't make a move, just looked at it with a smile on her face, everything was under her control!
Seeing that it was not possible to drive away the ice, Yan Fuhai simply launched an active attack!
"Pyroblast·Dragon Tail Swing!"
The flame dragon flicked its tail and swung it over with unparalleled power!
Yan Fuhai is a melee-type dragon. In addition to his proud fire power, his physical strength is also powerful!
Xu Kun suddenly felt a heat on his hand. He raised it and saw that the [Golden Wind] was flickering!
Suddenly, [Fei Xing Chuan Hate] and [Innumerable Combination Skills in the World] were triggered!
Shrimp?
Yaoyao can still trigger skills with her own equipment?
boom!
The dragon's tail swung down, and everyone screamed in surprise, because Yang Yao, who was under the dragon's tail, didn't even dodge!
The ice is shattered and the flames are rolling, making it difficult to see the situation at this moment!
When it subsided, everyone took a deep breath!
Can you imagine a little girl the size of a dragon scale raising a palm to block the thick dragon tail?
This unscientific scene actually happened in front of everyone!
"No, how is this possible!" Yan Fuhai also doubted life!
Just when he was about to withdraw the dragon's tail and launch the next round of attack, he heard Yang Yao scream and hug his dragon's tail with both hands!
boom!
Yan Fuhai was thrown up abruptly, and then he hit the lotus platform firmly!
The lotus platform that originally had a hole poked out by Zhan Rourou was severely damaged again, and the entire lotus platform was shaking!
The corners of Golden-winged Dapeng's mouth twitched. I really don't know if he can still keep his magical weapon, the Combat Lotus Platform, after eight duels!
Yan Fuhai shook his head and stood upright again, looking at Yang Yao with a hint of fear!
"Come on, Xiaolonglong, continue!" Yang Yao hooked her fingers, and the Frost Goddess statue behind her also made a provocative move!
Yan Fuhai, as the second strongest man in Sin City, had never been in such a mess!
Immediately it rushed into the air, and the terrifying breath of the flame dragon spurted out!
In response, Yang Yao just summoned the Yu Yao Pan and blocked it above his head!
All the dragon breaths that rushed over were blocked by Yu Yaopan!
After vomiting for a long time, Yan Fuhai's mouth was dry, and he couldn't move the Yu Yao Pan even half!
"Have you finished vomiting?" Yang Yao's little face peeked out from behind Yu Yao's plate. She had a charming smile, but in Yan Fuhai's eyes, it was so intimidating!
"Yu Yao Tian Chong·Frost Slash!"
The Yu Yao Pan began to rotate at high speed, and sharp ice blades appeared around it. With Yang Yao's swing, it went straight towards the seven-inch Yan Fuhai!
Tick tock, tick tock!
Yan Fuhai let out a painful dragon roar, and then, blood like magma began to drip from seven inches downward, but as soon as it hit the ground, it was frozen again!
The Yuyao plate spun around and was caught in Yang Yao's hand.
"Xiao Longlong, if you only have this ability, then my sister won't play with you!"
"Damn it, I don't believe I can't help you!"
"Ah! The Dragon God is angry!"
The flames began to expand, and the terrifying flame waves actually caused the Frost Goddess Statue behind Yang Yao to collapse!
On the lotus platform, countless fire dragons leaped up, heading straight for Yang Yao!
A trace of seriousness finally appeared on Yang Yao's face!
With one move of the little hand, little ice crystals condensed!
"Frost condenses!"
Click, click!
The Great Wall of Ice and Snow appeared, but it was also overwhelmed by the Flame Dragon. The two sides began to confront each other, and no one could do anything to the other!
Yan Fuhai's body was already shaking, and Yang Yao also had a serious face, with beads of sweat dripping from her temples!
boom!
In the end, the two sides reached a draw, and Yan Fuhai was knocked back above the golden light shield. It was shocking to see, because the golden light shield was actually crumbling!
Looking back at Yang Yao, the statue of the Frost Goddess behind her was shattered, and her face turned pale!
"Kunkun, Yaoyao..." Hao Jian said nervously.
Xu Kun's expression was also a bit solemn: "This Yan Fuhai is indeed quite capable, but Yaoyao's strength is more than that!"
Yang Yao took a deep breath to calm down the surge of blood caused by the previous aftermath.
"Xiao Longlong, have you beaten enough?"
Yan Fuhai: "Uh..."
"Do you have any more tricks? If you do, use them quickly, otherwise... you won't have a chance in a while!"
Yan Fuhai's scales trembled and he met Yang Yao's already blue eyes.
The fire on my body is extinguishing!
Yan Fuhai didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately stretched out the dragon's claws, embracing the power of the blazing flames!
boom!
The dragon claw failed to be pressed successfully, and even the dragon claw was quickly covered with frost.
"Six Yang Palm·Yangge Tianjun!"
Yan Fuhai's eyes widened as he watched helplessly as his Flame Dragon Claw was frozen, and then... shattered into slag!
Before he could react, Yang Yao was already approaching!
"The sunset melts gold!"
Phew...
Can you imagine that the blood spit out by a flaming dragon is ice?
On Yan Fuhai's belly, the ice and frost were like fire, destroying his solid skin!
Yang Yao raised her head and smiled: "Xiao Longlong, you have to carry me a few more times!"
"No!" Yan Fuhai panicked and wanted to escape, but Yang Yao's third palm had already fallen!
Spring and snow!
The dragon's claws are broken, the dragon's belly is frozen, the dragon's scales are cracked...
Under Yang Yao's unreasonable series of attacks, Yan Fuhai's injuries became more and more serious. Immediately afterwards, the dragon's tail was cut off, the dragon's horns were broken, and the dragon's eyes were swollen...
"The Ninth Form of the Six Sun Palm: The sun is setting and the sunset is bright!"
Seeing Yang Yao riding on his neck, trying to knock his dragon head off with both palms, Yan Fuhai cried and said: "Stop, don't hit him again!"
Uh-huh!
The frost froze Yan Fuhai's breath, and Yang Yao's palms were frozen in front of him.
"Eh? Don't you want to fight? But I still have one more move? Why don't you let me finish the fight?"
"Can I not fight?" Yan Fuhai asked aggrievedly.
Who knows what he is like now!
Under Yang Yao's combination of palms, he was almost beaten into a dragon stick. The good flame dragon was frozen into an ice dragon!
His body was covered in bruises, but not a drop of blood could flow out because it was all frozen!
The already huge dragon head was so beaten that it swelled!
The audience was already stunned, even the golden light shield was covered with thick frost!
The entire lotus platform turned into an ice lotus!
The golden-winged roc took in a breath of cold air when he saw the tragic situation of Yan Huohai. Behind him, the green-haired lion and the yellow-tusked white elephant walked forward with weak steps.
"Third... Third brother, do you have any chance of winning against this girl?"
The golden-winged roc glared at the two of them, hesitating and speechless!
In the end, she just said: "With my speed, if it is not in a limited space, she can't do anything to me!"
Well~ This is the last stubbornness of the Golden-winged Dapeng!
In other words, fighting in the lotus platform, his result would probably be no better than Yan Fuhai!
And Xu Kun, who knew Yang Yao's strength, could clearly see that Yang Yao was letting off steam!
Under the Eight Forms of Six Yang Palm, Yan Fuhai was still alive. It was because Yang Yao didn't want to kill him, not because she couldn't kill him!
But in the Ninth Style: The Return of the Sunset, once the sunset sets, even if Yang Yao releases the water again, Yan Fuhai will have no choice but to die!
However, at this critical moment, Yan Fuhai still gave in!
Yang Yao retracted her palms and pretended to hesitate: "I don't have to hit you, but you have to at least give me a reason not to hit you?"
How could Yan Fuhai not understand Yang Yao's meaning? He immediately sobbed and said, "I am willing to lead the entire Yanlong Valley to surrender to you!"
"Begging for a beating, I'm not interested in your Yanlong Valley!" Yang Yao slapped Yan Fuhai gently, almost making Yan Fuhai urinate.
At this moment, Yan Fuhai's IQ occupied the high ground, and he immediately changed his words: "I surrender to the human race God Kun. I swear, I will never betray you in this life!"
"Hmm~ You're sensible, okay, I'll let you go and let me hear your nice scream!"
"That sounds nice..." Yan Fuhai thought hard, and finally said with a flattering look on his face: "Sister Yaoyao~"
This was the name he had heard other people in Xu Kun's team call Yang Yao before.
"Well, that's right. Then I will accept your little brother for Brother Xiaokun. Remember it from now on and be obedient, you know?"
"Xiaolong understands!"
Yang Yao completed her task, stretched and walked down the lotus platform.
Yan Fuhai limped off the lotus platform, and without time for treatment, he led the elites of Yanlong Valley and stood in front of Xu Kun in front of the golden-winged roc.
"Master Kun, do you think you can take Xiaolong in?"
