At this time, Lin Zihan looked at Xun Long in front of him, tearing apart the original blood with his claws, like a beast rushing into a waterfall, swinging his body, and tearing open the endless flames with his hands like tearing cloth.
Seeing Lie Yan being torn apart by Lin Zihan, Huang Zhizong felt a little trembling in his heart. He was a person who had experienced the ruins of the Dragon Clan. Huang Zhizong had also entered the windy sand valley.
It's just that Huang Zhizong is a human being after all. He didn't wake up the Earth Dragon Lord who was sleeping in the restriction, nor did he see the true appearance of the dragon clan. He just took away the holy golden spear and halberd in his hand.
Lin Zihan's perception was correct. The Bible spear and halberd in Huang Zhizong's hand was a weapon left by the Golden Dragon Emperor, but it was left in the Windy Sand Valley, or to be more precise, it was thrown into the Windy Sand Valley by someone with intentions.
The body was close to Xun Long again, and his right hand turned into an eagle's claw. Lin Zihan's right hand once again rushed towards Lin Zihan. His figure was like a stream of light, but it was mixed with the blood of the flames, making it more aggressive.
Dodging sideways, even though his body was attached to the wall, Xun Long was still very flexible and dodged directly.
Where Xun Long's head used to be, Lin Zihan's arm sank directly into the wall, splashing sand and gravel like fireworks.
The blood energy was submerged in an instant. The moment the arm was submerged into the wall, the blood energy was like a flame submerged in the water, leaving only a black smoke and then disappeared.
Xun Long suddenly exerted force on his limbs and jumped directly to dodge behind Lin Zihan. His left hand slapped Lin Zihan's shoulder, like a thousand catties of weight.
Suddenly, a thousand kilograms of weight was felt on his shoulders. Lin Zihan felt as if a bronze mountain was pressing down on his shoulders, and his body fell suddenly.
Lin Zihan wanted to resist the heavy force with his arm that was originally submerged in the wall, but found that he could not bear the huge force. He felt that if he did not pull out his arm, his forearm would be broken.
Lin Zihan's left foot suddenly kicked the wall, and Lin Zihan's body floated backwards like a fallen leaf, but before it floated far, he was directly crushed by the majestic pressure.
The body fell towards the ground, and Lin Zihan's back fell heavily to the ground. The marble gravel around him trembled, and a burst of white dust and smoke rose up, like a mushroom cloud.
Xun Long landed firmly, his body landed firmly on the ground, his feet slowly stood on a palm-sized marble fragment, and his body was like a lotus standing on the water.
Huang Heng stood on the main building of the Military and Government Hall, looking at the wall that was pierced by Lin Zihan's claw, and felt his heart bleed. All these reconstructions require money, which is very difficult for the Sunset City Military and Government Hall, which already has poor funds. , is undoubtedly another huge sum of money.
Looking at the long gone courtyard and the military and political hall courtyard that had lost its original appearance, Huang Heng felt his heart twisting.
Wang Qin looked at the place where Lin Zihan fell, and was stunned for a long time. Xun Long just seemed to be simply using his strength, but why did Lin Zihan fall directly as if he was carrying a mountain on his back.
Wang Qin had no idea what Xun Long's strength was. After all, a realm-level strongman could terrifyingly create the strength of a realm, not just the strength of his moves and power.
After the battle between Huang Zhizong and Xun Long, Xun Long saw that Huang Zhizong had no realm ability and did not even display the realm. It was just a competition of pure strength and moves.
"Wanjun, bronze cauldron~!"
As Xun Long's lips opened and closed, the distant sound swayed slowly like bells in the mountains and forests, like an unshakable pressure. With Xun Long as the center, a giant bronze cauldron floated above Xun Long. Behind Long, he fell slowly.
Huang Zhizong trembled all over. Even with the weapons left by the Golden Dragon King, Huang Zhizong felt that he would be unable to withstand this tyrannical pressure.
The golden light spread out and turned into a huge shield, covering Wang Qin and Huang Zhizong. Wang Qin's body also trembled suddenly. It was not until the golden light dispersed that he slowly came back to his senses.
Wang Qin's eyes were stunned, and he looked at the bronze statue-like Xun Long, looking at the man wrapped in bronze armor, and he already understood why Lin Zihan suddenly fell.
Where Lin Zihan fell, a red light shot out from the cracks in the ground, shining on the space that had been wrapped in bronze, like the first ray of sunlight at dawn.
Then streaks of red light burst out from the ground and shot into the huge bronze envelope, and then Lin Zihan's figure crawled out from under the ground like an evil ghost in hell.
Clutching the ground tightly with his left hand, a blood-red crack opened behind Lin Zihan. At this moment, a huge hole opened in the earth.
At this time, Lin Zihan crawled out of hell like an evil ghost, with a ferocious look in his eyes as he looked at Xun Long, who was standing in the center of the battlefield.
The bone wing behind him, wrapped in blood, is more like a demon's bone wing. Between the wing bones, the blood slowly turns into a thin wing membrane, like a bat's wings.
Lin Zihan slowly took a step forward and looked at Xun Long in front of him, at the person who allowed his obsession to completely take over his body, and at the person who made him his own.
"How can someone like you easily control the dragon clan's things?" Lin Zihan said slowly, looking at Xun Long in front of him with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.
"It's over!" Xun Long's deep voice sounded. Even if Xun Long knew where his bronze cauldron came from, Xun Long, as the strongest man today, would not be afraid of Lin Zihan.
"Burning flames~!" Xun Long crossed his hands in front of him and formed a strange talisman. The bronze was burning with endless flames, just like the flames burning in the ancient cauldron.
As the seal was perfected, a strong flame also burned within the bronze light. This time the huge battlefield turned into a cauldron, and Xun Long was the master of the cauldron.
"Is this the pressure of the realm?" Huang Zhizong's left foot has begun to numb under the huge force. The pressure released by the bronze cauldron is no less than when the two of them fought.
But Zhao Wuzhang and Jia Suo were not so lucky. The space boundary of the bronze cauldron directly squeezed several people into the wall, leaving a deep mark on the wall behind them.
Jia Suo and Zhao Wuzhang, who were struggling to survive in the cracks, looked at Xun Long in front of them and felt extremely regretful. At this moment, they suddenly understood that in Xun Long's eyes, he had never regarded them as nothing, just ants around him.
Lin Zihan just smiled contemptuously. Xun Long seemed to be an old-timer and a calm veteran. Why did his words sound so like a joke?
With the corner of his mouth raised, Lin Zihan disappeared from the same place. Under the dual pressure of Wan Jun and Lie Yan, Lin Zihan was still unimpeded and disappeared from the place with just a tap of his toes.
His hands were still covered with blood claws. This time it was Lin Zihan who was proud. Facing Xun Long, the strongest human being, Lin Zihan didn't even bother to pour out his dragon blood sword.
The figure flashed, and Lin Zihan appeared on top of Xun Long's head, spinning down and slashing, his body was like a round blade, and his right leg was like a blade and slashing towards Xun Long.
His arms were crossed in front of him, and there were endless flames burning on them. Here was the burning flame, the second ability that the bronze cauldron brought to Xun Long.
It's just that although Xunlong mastered how to use the bronze cauldron, this was only after Xunlong became a realm-level powerhouse. Because although Xunlong mastered realm abilities, he ultimately lacked suitable realm abilities, so he finally chose He obtained the bronze cauldron obtained from the bronze coffin of the Dragon Clan.
Lin Zihan looked at the burning flames without any hesitation. For others, the endless flames would bring severe pain, but for Lin Zihan, it was more like a hot spring.
With his whole body soaked in flames, Lin Zihan felt that the blood around him was flowing faster, and his whole body was full of power, making the power in his body stronger.
His right leg hit Xun Long's arms. Lin Zihan, who was only a god of flesh, made a "clang~" sound the moment his calf landed on Xun Long's forearm.
Staggering half a step back, Xun Long looked at Lin Zihan in amazement. Wanjun and Lieyan Burning, no matter which move he used, could easily kill lord-level ferocious beasts, even king-level beasts. But Lin Zihan didn't seem to be affected at all.
Lin Zihan succeeded with one move, but did not continue to pursue. Instead, he took half a step back and looked at Xun Long in front of him from a distance.
The corners of his mouth were raised and slightly pulled back. Lin Zihan smiled wantonly, proudly, contemptuously, wildly...
The more Lin Zihan laughed, the crazier Xun Long became in his heart, and even started to become crazy. Xun Long, who claimed to be the strongest human being, was actually unable to even resist under Long Zi.
"You should go back and practice for another two years. I have to deal with the beast tide and I have no time to talk to you!" Lin Zihan said with a smile, but there didn't seem to be too much ridicule in his words.
Pressing down on his body, he suddenly jumped, spreading his wings behind him. With one leap, Lin Zihan directly broke through the space barrier of the bronze cauldron, flew towards the sky, and disappeared in mid-air in an instant.
Xun Long just looked at the direction where Lin Zihan's figure disappeared, standing there blankly. Although there was no winner in this battle, everyone present knew that Xun Long was defeated.
At that moment, Xun Long stood there like a loser, looking at Lin Zihan who had disappeared, looking at the military and political hall compound that he had destroyed, and looking at the weak burning flames on the ground.
At this moment, Xun Long only felt that he was a stupid person, a weak person, an arrogant person, and an eternal loser.
The bronze space dissipated, and the bodies of Jia Suo and Zhao Wuzhang were finally peeled off from the wall. The wall, which was already riddled with holes, now had deep holes in their bodies.
Wang Qin looked at the empty sky. He and Lin Zihan hadn't caught up with each other before he left like this. Everything was like a dream, even a little chaotic. Wang Qin felt like he was getting more and more confused.
"Tide of beasts..." Wang Qin recalled what Lin Zihan had just said and suddenly understood something.
"Uncle Huang, immediately ask Lu Fu to meet Lin Zihan outside the city, send someone to contact the people outside the city, tell them that Lin Zihan has been found, and ask Lin Yafeng to prepare to lead people into the city as Dihao's private soldier!"
Wang Qin's heart tightened, and now the plan for Lin Yafeng and his party to enter Sunset City had to be advanced, even though he had just established a foothold in Sunset City.
