Chapter 780, Jiuxiao Royal Dragon, Haojie Spirits are as strong as this
The dragon came out of the abyss, and the lion and tiger looked up.
Just when the people of Xixia dared to take a little closer in the canyon, Xiao Feng, who had been gradually condensed, suddenly looked up.
His long hair and temples moved slightly in the fierce wind, and the corners of his mouth were still full of blood, but his courage and pride were still not damaged at all.
"Yan Zhao Beiguo, a sad and generous man."
This sentence was almost born for the man in front of him. Xiao Feng took out a wine bag from his waist, drank strong wine surrounded by enemies in front of him, and tied the wine bag around his waist without putting it in the storage device, which only shows that the person is extremely addicted to alcohol.
When you want to drink, you don't even want to have the step of "taking it out of the storage device". Take it as soon as you want, raise your hand and drink it, and you will be extremely heroic.
"Second-hand man, drink spirits when you are injured internally, for fear that you will not be seriously injured and die quickly?"
Zhu Peng closed his eyes, but everything that happened in the field could not be hidden from his eyes, and the purple eyes changed for the second time: "Tianmu · Kai".
A bloody pupil is staring down in the sky clouds. This kind of art can't be hidden from masters of Jindanjing such as Xiao Feng and Murong Fu. Not to mention the extremely keen masters of Jindanjing, even the smart monk Buxu monks can't hide it, but it doesn't matter. No one will blow up these gadgets.
On the fierce battlefield, there are countless small spells that appear for various purposes, and the reconnaissance category is ordinary, which can no longer be ordinary. The aftershocks of fierce battles can often blow them up, which is really meaningless.
Zhu Peng, who stared at everything in the field through "Tianmu · Kai", looked at Xiao Feng's heroic drinking in public, but the Xixia master deterred his power and no one dared to take a step closer, and he couldn't help but despised it.
Of course, a man like him, who is far darker than hot blood, can never really feel the heroic pride of Xiao Feng.
It's like Murong Fu, a phoenix man. In his life, he can't really understand why the seemingly rude Xiao Feng in front of him can always face difficulties and even beat him in all kinds of adversity.
"Kill..."
A group of masters in Xixia finally managed to get out of Xiao Feng's courage and pressure. They rushed forward with all their strength one by one. It's not only Xixia's generous remuneration and heavy promises, but more importantly, killing Xiao Feng may get all kinds of high-level skills from him.
"The Secret of the Nine Nights of the Royal Dragon" is very difficult to get, and this method of inheriting the strong and unique learning of the town school is also hidden.
It's just that Xiao Feng is so heroic and amazing in combat power in front of him, so correspondingly, the possibility of finding high-level skills from him and even "Jiuxiao Royal Dragon Secret" is correspondingly higher.
After all, a person who is powerful is close to the residence of a powerful sect, so there is no difference between keeping the skills on one person and in the residence of the sect.
When countless masters took action together, the powerful Zhenyuan and all kinds of magic weapons swept through and bombarded, almost formed an unimaginable Zhenyuan storm, with the impact of natural hurricane-like power.
The fierceness of momentum makes ordinary people's hearts and minds crack, and they want to destroy the heavens and the earth unstoppable.
However, Xiao Feng, who threw away the wine bag, just laughed "haha". His forehead suddenly shook back, took a deep breath, and his palms spread out straight into the void in front of him: "Ho ho ho ho..."
As far as the palm is, the air bursts and the space cracks. Eighteen almost real earthy yellow dragons roared out under the operation of the complicated gas method. Whether it is courage or power, they instantly press down a group of masters in Xixia. The more the world of martial arts, the more interpersonal The more they depend on each other, the weaker they are.
At this time, it is normal to defeat an army head-on with the power of one person. What else does a strong man want to do with ordinary people?
Is it a burden?
"Xiao Feng is not dead, the luck of the Northern Song Dynasty is undiminished, Murong Fu, this is your greatest opportunity to revive the Yan Dynasty. It only depends on whether you can hold it, wow, wow, wow... die."
With words, there was no hidden figure at this moment. Zhu Peng's whole body exploded extremely strong iron evil element magnetic light all over his body, and the originally wrapped soil on all sides completely collapsed and shattered at this moment.
The magnetic light condensed on his right hand has even cracked the surface of his skin, making several wisps of red gradually penetrate into the silver-white jump.
Suddenly, he went all out to do his best. After a public roar, Zhu Peng ignored it and shot Xiao Feng, who was doing his best to display the Jiuxiao Yulong like an arrow.
Zhu Peng is also very good at domineering and strong skills. He also knows that the more domineering and strong skills are, the greater the load on the performer. Especially at this time, Xiao Feng bombards more than half of the masters who have shaken with one power. If in this case, he can still block the plot of his full power, then Zhu Peng will never have any more. Yu, I definitely turned around and withdrew without thinking about it.
Why don't you wait for death if you don't withdraw?
Open the doomsday pupil and greatly cut the opponent's protection. Zhu Peng almost instantly rushed to the back of Xiao Feng, and the iron claws that condensed the iron Shayuan magnetic divine light brazenly stabbed, and hit the khaki light layer.
The strong light of the body protection air mask is dazzling, and a thick earth-like force is destroyed, making Zhu Peng's five fingers of his right hand burst directly in the anti-attack.
Xiao Feng, injured and has no defense on his back, but he is still strong just by relying on the qi method to protect his body. As usual, Zhu Peng will be defeated if he holds three or five moves in his hand. If he holds seventeen or eight moves, he will even worry about his life. Although Xiao Feng and Murong Fu are both golden elixirs, Xiao Feng's strength is more than three, five or seven times that of Murong Fu. He can only say two. The nature of people is different.
"Bum"
In any case, under the strangeness of the front and back attack and Zhu Peng's doomsday pupil, Xiao Feng's body protection Zhenyuan mask finally burst open, and the earthy Zhenyuan scattered, condensed like the earth's pulse, but Zhu Peng took action against this rebellious force.
The bloody right hand and left palm bombarded Xiao Feng's solid back with a burst of anger.
"Bum bang bang"
Remember to go all out, and the magnetic light exploded, but it was like hitting an iron stone. Xiao Feng was shadyed because he didn't understand Zhu Peng's doomsday pupil. However, at this moment, it was a tiger roar. He was actually under Zhu Peng's attack. His arms were invincible, and it was difficult to hold a hundred arms.
With a roar, it was a large dose of vitality swallowing. His palms were patted out, and the anger of the abdomen and back of the enemy was condensed again in an instant. Eighteen scales and horned dragons were intertwined, and finally suddenly turned into a large and ferocious condensed yellow dragon. The yellow dragon shook its head and swings its tail belt. The extremely fierce dragon is spinning at a high speed.
"Boom Boom Boom..."
Hundreds of miles away, in the canyon of fierce battle, a huge mushroom cloud suddenly rises to cover the sky...
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