Prince Feng stood in the middle of the strong wind, his expression desolate. When he closed his eyes and opened them again, there was no trace of warmth anymore.
He raised his eyes and looked at the sky. Thousands of thunder snakes were flying in the sky. One man and one dragon were fighting fiercely in the black clouds. The momentum was unparalleled. The sky was filled with ripples, and the void was messed up by the aftermath of the battle between the two.
Fighting thousands of feet high in the sky, the interaction of energy and energy has shaken the entire royal city.
Before this, he had never seen the power of the Dragon King Armor, and he actually did not believe too much in Taizu Taizong's plan.
But now that he saw the real dragon flying in the sky, even Taoist Wang Quan who had defeated Pang Wanyang was blocked, the importance of the Dragon King Armor in his heart continued to rise.
King Quan Taoist can resist the Dragon King Armor who has not yet recognized his master, but what if he recognizes his master?
I'm afraid he is no match for me either.
Once Dragon King Kai regards himself as the master, no matter what if he loses everything, he can still create an immortal dynasty with his hands!
Even if other war masters are born later, with the Dragon King Armor, he can lie dormant in the wild and protect himself without any problem.
And the heavenly and human divine soldiers are transported up and down, and when the master of the soldiers is gone, the other heavenly and human divine soldiers disappear. Between heaven and earth, who can stop me who owns the Dragon King's armor, or the Feng family? The descendant?
With this thought, he completely made up his mind.
"Yutian!"
King Feng landed on the viewing platform and ordered amid the howling wind:
"Follow me out of the royal city and do something your master has never done!"
Yutian, who was looking up to the sky to watch the battle, was heartbroken when he heard this, and turned to look at King Feng, whose clothes were flying in the wind:
"Kings?"
"Obey the order!"
Prince Feng snorted coldly and walked away in the air.
The ghost grandma has been hiding in the underground palace for two hundred years, but she has not done anything except suppressing the Dragon King Armor.
In the past two hundred years, with the help of countless resources from the imperial court, a group of real masters have been cultivated. Cao Tiangang is the best among them. Although the others are not as good as him, there are many who have the spirit!
The thirty thousand eunuchs in the royal city are by no means inferior to any major sect in the world!
"Master...Your Majesty..."
Yutian stood there blankly, looking at King Feng who was walking away, hesitant on his face, but he heard dragon roars exploding in the sky.
He gritted his teeth and turned around to give the order.
King Feng stepped into the air and left, but his actions were always watched.
As soon as he made a move, Han Changgong had already stopped in front of him.
"Kings......."
Han Changgong's expression trembled, and his whole body's arrogance rose.
The invisible true energy and divine will stirred the sky around him as his arms spread out. Under the intertwining of the true energy and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, a wall of energy was formed that was like a substance.
Standing in front of King Feng:
"Those are your soldiers and civilians..."
Until this moment, he still couldn't believe it. He had been assisting him for decades, watched him step by step from a poor prince to the throne, worked hard for decades, and pushed the country's power to the top of the Seven Kingdoms in one fell swoop.
Back to what it is now.
Can a divine weapon make him give up fifty million soldiers and civilians and Dafeng that they have guarded for decades?
"Hanchang Palace!"
King Feng's expression was indifferent, without any trace of warmth. As he stepped into the air, his will stirred up the sky.
His energy is like a dragon, and his intention is domineering.
His martial arts were originally the martial arts of heaven and man stolen from the Dragon King's armor by successive kings of Dafeng over the past two hundred years.
Although he has not reached Wuji, he is definitely not comparable to ordinary divine veins!
The divine will soared into the sky, and it seemed to dye half of the dark sky red. The turbulent air waves were surging like magma under the influence of this red stream of light!
At the same time as the words echoed, an iron fist under the plain yellow clothes had already broken through the heavy airflow, and its domineering fist struck hundreds of feet away. Amid the turbulence of wind and thunder, it hit Hanchang Palace hard:
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!!!"
This punch almost burns will and determination!
It is the ferocity that destroys everything, completely severing the relationship between monarch and minister!
It's a completely ruthless punch!
Boom!
Thunder out of thin air!
Like a meteor falling into the sea, the ripples rose sharply, and a huge shock wave spread out in all directions, accompanied by the shattering and rolling Gangfeng Qi.
boom!
After one punch, King Feng stepped out and punched again.
The fist moved like a dragon, cutting through the sky, carrying the surging and burning true energy. With a determined mind and spirit, he punched Han Changgong, who was bleeding from his seven orifices but was standing in front of him!
"God's will is unpredictable... I saw everything, but I couldn't see myself. I tried all my mechanisms, but it turned out that I was the cause of all this..."
Han Changgong felt unspeakably sad.
Seeing the Tyrannical Dragon Fist coming across the sky, his will suddenly rose up, and he was about to use his life-fighting method, the burning energy method.
Even if you completely dissipate into heaven and earth, I can't let you leave the royal city!
"Kings!"
At this moment, another loud shout came from the sky.
Liu Changchang came through the air, blasting hundreds of meters of zhenqi, knocking Hanchang Palace dozens of feet away, and flung it far into the night sky.
Boom!
The power of Ba Lie's fist poured into the earth, drawing a deep ravine several miles long in the large square of the royal city. Smoke and dust flew everywhere, and earth and rocks flew everywhere.
"Kings!"
Liu Changchang knelt on one knee in mid-air, looking like he was crying or smiling:
"I would like to ask you, what exactly do you want to do?"
What happened tonight happened too fast, and he didn't understand it for a while, but he had been in charge of the six doors for many years, and his mind was sharp, and he gradually surmised something.
Something he couldn't believe and couldn't accept.
"Didn't you already guess it?"
King Feng's long hair was flying back, his clothes were billowing, and his fists were rising into the sky like wolf smoke:
"Tell me your choice!"
"Your Majesty, I will always be your eagle, dog, and claw. If the king wants me to die, I will die..."
Liu Yanchang knelt down in mid-air, and the sharp sword energy around him fluctuated with his mood, clanging and clanging.
He was never a nice guy.
I have killed brothers, heroes, and civilians...
He took over his master's position, and also framed his colleagues for his position.
He was called King Feng's dog, and was hated by countless people who gnashed their teeth. They called him a God-catcher in vain and was an out-and-out villain.
"But......"
He slowly raised his head, tears seemed to be flowing down his dull face:
"Dogs eat shit, but not the flesh and blood of their own kind..."
Boom!
The words were still floating in the air, and the turbulent Gangfeng Qi wave enveloped by the domineering fist force suddenly drowned them.
Then, King Feng's calm and cold voice floated in the air:
“What’s the use of keeping a disobedient dog?!”
boom!
The true energy shattered, and the sound of muscles and bones exploding was accompanied by a mouthful of blood sprinkled in the air.
Liu Changchang flew backwards for a hundred feet, his court uniform and crown were shattered, and the black-soled cloud boots on his feet were also shattered into pieces.
In the strong wind, his face was covered with his own blood.
"Brother Liu!"
In the night, Han Changgong's expression changed.
He never thought that the person who would save him would be Liu Yanchang, the hunter known as the Eagle Dog, the most obedient lackey.
"Your Majesty, today..."
Amidst the shrill laughter, the disheveled Liu Changchang stepped forward and drew his sword.
The Yanling Saber hummed like a thunder dragon rising up into the abyss, spreading out thousands of sword lights all over the sky. The scattered rays of light intersected with the red flames like a galaxy:
"My dear, I want to be a rebellious minister!"
.......
boom!
Boom!
In the sky, among the rolling thunderclouds, a man and a dragon collided hundreds and thousands of times.
An Qisheng walked among the thunderclouds, moving his body a few miles, fighting fiercely with the red-gold dragon.
The material of the Dragon King's armor was so hard that he had never seen it in his two lifetimes. Even in the thousands of collisions he struck with all his strength, there was not even a trace of wear and tear. This strength was stronger than any magic weapon he had ever seen. Out too much.
Because of this, he did not even use the royal power gun during this long battle.
The tyranny of the heavenly soldiers made him a little amazed.
Ripples appeared in his eyes, as if he was catching some invisible energy.
His god is extremely powerful, and even in this intense collision, he can still feel what is happening below.
Hanchang Palace, Liu Yanchang, and the tens of thousands of eunuchs who came from all directions and headed outside the royal city.
boom!
After a collision, he retreated thousands of feet. The friction between the gang energy and the air flow created a substantial flame, like a meteor streaking across the night sky.
He was bathed in the lightning and lightning snakes that flickered and extinguished, and slowly exhaled a breath:
"It's time to end..."
Divine weapons are indestructible, but a weapon cannot be invincible, especially since the Dragon King Armor has not yet recovered to its peak, and there is no weapon master to control it.
Ang~
As the sound wave trembled, the long red gold dragon seemed to have noticed something. It rushed out from the thundercloud, its claws crossed the thunder and electric snakes, and grabbed An Qisheng.
Huhu~
In the air current that was more ferocious than the sword, An Qi stood motionless, his eyes half open and half closed, his mind reaching its limit.
Look at the long red gold dragon swooping in the night under the thunderclouds of light and dark!
The divine weapons of heaven and man are neither energy nor spirit, they appear both virtual and real. They are miraculous weapons that are between reality and reality. Because they are indestructible and have no flesh, blood or bones, they have almost no flaws.
However, almost is just almost, there is nothing perfect in this world.
Even heavenly beings have flaws, let alone heavenly beings and divine weapons?
Click!
During the turbulence of the air, a bolt of thunder flashed across, briefly lighting up the night.
At this moment, An Qisheng's eyes suddenly brightened.
In the midst of the mountain-like dragon's head rising, he saw what seemed to be a painfully twisted face flashing through the dragon's eyes!
Boom!
At this moment, An Qisheng completely exploded.
It's like a big sun suddenly shining brightly, illuminating the dark night with a flash of light, seeming to pierce through the thunderclouds.
Under the flickering light.
An Qisheng stepped in the air, raised his arms and released his palms. In the blink of an eye, 54,000 variations of fists and palms were generated, and finally turned into a form of 'Nan Tianmen'!
The majestic divine gate reappears, spreading the fairy light and Tao Yun, like a mountain shifting, and crashing into the long red gold dragon.
Here’s the trick again…
There seemed to be a trace of ridicule flashing through the dragon's eyes.
But the next moment, this trace of ridicule turned into shock!
As the fists and palms changed, the "Nantian Gate" suddenly opened!
Buzz~
The black and white colors intertwined in the sky were whipped with his hand, turning into streams of light and flowing back against the current.
In a trance, it seemed like an ancient god pulled out the pillar of heaven and whipped it down from the sky!
Astonishingly, it’s a magic whip!
And his left arm, in a flick, also started at Nantianmen, but turned into a 'Slaying Immortal Platform'.
In other words, it is the 'Dragon-Slaying Platform'!
at the same time,
He also stepped on his feet, and his violent and unparalleled strength instantly penetrated hundreds of feet into the air, like a virtual tornado, falling with a crash!
In the raging air current, he stepped on King Feng who had just sent out a dragon punch, sending Liu Changchun flying and vomiting blood!
"Um?!"
King Feng had just punched Liu Yanchang away, his heart was beating wildly, and an unprecedented crisis filled his heart.
He looked up to the sky and saw the Taoist Wang Quan fighting with the Dragon King Armor.
Step on yourself!
Like stepping on ants!
