"Old thing, have you had enough, now, it's my turn!"

As Lan Feng's words fell, his body shot towards Long Feiyang as quickly as a shadow, instantly approaching Long Feiyang's body, his right hand clenched into a fist, and smashed down on Long Feiyang's old face with devastating and powerful power.

The terrifying power contained in Lan Feng's fist shook the air and whined.

Joint Fighting Skill Finishing Skill: Kunlun Break!

Lan Feng's fist seemed to contain the power of Mount Tai's overpower, and instantly appeared in front of Long Feiyang.

Feeling the terrifying power contained in Lan Feng's fist, Long Feiyang's face changed, only to see his fist clenched, the green tendons on his arms bulging, and the cross blocked above his head in a blocking momentum, colliding with Lan Feng's angry fist.

"Boom!"

Lan Feng's fist collided with Long Feiyang's cross-blocking arm, erupting into a sound like a muffled drum, and a devastating force suddenly spread at this moment, causing Long Feiyang's face to change, and his legs bent down involuntarily.

"Click......"

With a crisp sound, cracks spread out from the hard floor under the dragon's feet.

It is conceivable how powerful and terrifying the power contained in Lan Feng's punch is.

"Get out!"

A loud shout came from Lan Feng's mouth, the joint of his right arm shook, and a more powerful and violent force burst out from his arm, in the eyes of Su Tulong, Su Fengli and others in great shock and astonishment, Lan Feng's fist actually directly shook Long Feiyang's arms in front of him, and then smashed on his old face unabated.

"Poof......

The next moment, Long Feiyang's body was smashed out by Lan Feng's punch like a cannonball, and it slammed into the big locust tree in the center of the courtyard, making a dull sound, and bright red blood continued to spray out of his mouth, and his ruddy face had become extremely pale at this moment.

This scene simply shocked everyone's eyes, and no one thought that Lan Feng, who had been suppressed by Long Feiyang before, would burst out so fierce and strong, like a cyan dragon slowly waking up from its slumber.

"This ...... How is this possible?"

The unbelievable voice came from the mouths of many clansmen of the Su family.

"What the hell is going on?" Su Fengli couldn't help but ask.

But no one could answer his words.

Su Tulong's face was also difficult to see at this moment, and his fists couldn't help but clench.

This scene was simply a slap in the face, and it slapped the Su family who had praised Long Feiyang just now.

"Ahem......"

Long Feiyang stretched out his dry palm to wipe the blood from his mouth, and raised his head to look at Lan Feng, revealing a rare dignified look in his gaze.

The terrifying power contained in Lan Feng's punch just now was as if a giant dragon had rushed into his body and slammed into his chest.

"How's it going?

Looking at Long Feiyang, who was wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, an indifferent and cold voice came from Lan Feng's mouth.

The reason why he was in a passive defensive state when he fought Long Feiyang before was completely because he was suppressing the extremely weird and violent feeling in his heart, feeling the changes in his own blood, and at the same time being familiar with the power contained in his body at this moment, he completely regarded Long Feiyang as a test pile.

And under Long Feiyang's "cooperation", Lan Feng clearly figured out the source of the powerful power in his body and that strange feeling, and was able to suppress it well.

That weird, violent, and warthirsty mood didn't come from Lan Feng's own thoughts, but from the blood of the dragon god implanted in his body.

Whether in myths or in ancient centuries, the ancient dragons are extremely powerful existences, they are physically strong, overwhelming, cruel and violent, war-hungry and crazy, thunderstorms in a rage, mountains and earth-shaking, are god-like existences.

And what was implanted into Lan Feng's body was the blood extracted from the remains of the ancient divine dragon that the military accidentally found in outer space, and the blood was implanted into Lan Feng's body, and before he was completely familiar with the fusion, it would naturally be affected by the war-like will of the ancient divine dragon, but the influence of his mind was suppressed by Lan Feng, and he was also slightly familiar with the new power in his body.

This is the true power of the dragon.

Under normal circumstances, with Lan Feng not using his equipment, the punch just now would definitely not reach such a terrifying power.

However, under that punch, Lan Feng used the new power given to him by the blood of the Dragon God, making his strength increase in an all-round way, so that he could fly Long Fei to Zhen Fei with one punch.

Now Lan Feng, with the implantation of the dragon god's blood and the activation of the dragon soul cell, his body is changing all the time invisibly, this change is extremely subtle, even Lan Feng himself is difficult to detect, he only knows that his body has been comprehensively improved and transformed, both strength and speed have been enhanced.

As for the cyan dragon scales that had surfaced on the wound on his calf before, Lan Feng hadn't noticed it at all.

Clenched his fists and suppressed the feeling before, Lan Feng's whole heart calmed down again, and his whole body was full of power, this power was even stronger than before, this feeling was very refreshing.

"Humph!"

Looking at Lan Feng, who was standing upright, Long Feiyang let out a cold snort from his mouth, and a cold voice came out of his mouth: "After a while, you will know what it means to taste." ”

"Whew!"

As Long Feiyang's words fell, his hands were clenched into fists, clenched tightly together, and then shook violently, his body, which was originally a little shriveled because of old age, actually swelled up strangely at this moment, as if he had rejuvenated and regained his youth, and the originally atrophied muscles also swelled, looking full of unparalleled explosive power.

This is Long Feiyang's talisman that urged him: the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt!

"Little bastard, come on!"

Long Feiyang raised his head and looked at Lan Feng opposite, stretched out his palm and gently hooked his fingers at him, and a cold voice came out of his mouth.

"Golden bell hood iron cloth shirt?"

Looking at Long Feiyang's appearance at this moment, Lan Feng's face showed a hint of interest.

He had heard of Huaxia martial arts for a long time, but he had never seen it, and he could only see it in some movies, and now he was very interested in seeing Long Feiyang perform it.

"Today, let me try to see if your so-called golden bell jar iron cloth shirt is as strong as the legend says!"

Lan Feng's eyes revealed a thick fierce color, and he clenched his fists, looking eager to try.

"Huh!"

The next moment, Lan Feng's right leg kicked violently, and a powerful force suddenly exploded, pushing his body to rush towards Long Feiyang like a tiger out of a cage.

In the process of rushing forward, Lan Feng's body leaned forward slightly, making a forward posture, the center of gravity of his whole body was shifted to his arm, and all the power of his body was gathered on his fist, and then smashed towards Long Feiyang's chest with devastating power.

This is a move that is even more powerful than the joint fighting technique finishing skill Kunlun Po that Lan Feng cast.

Chu family stunt: Breaking Dragon Fist!

The power of Lan Feng's punch was so great that before Long Feiyang could get close, a gust of fist wind struck, blowing his long hair fluttering.

With such a powerful power and huge momentum, even Long Feiyang felt surprised, and a feeling of irresistibility rose in his heart.

But no matter how you say it, this Long Feiyang is also a generation of martial arts masters, and that feeling is just a flash, and he came back to his senses in an instant.

This time, he did not block Lan Feng's attack, but formed his right hand into a palm and shot it at Lan Feng's chest with great power.

At this moment, Long Feiyang's right palm turned strangely red at this moment, exuding a scorching aura, as if it could destroy everything.

One of Long Feiyang's stunts, Iron Sand Palm!

This Long Feiyang made it clear that he relied on the protection of the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt and fought hard with Lan Feng.

Seeing this, the corners of Lan Feng's mouth rose slightly, and he didn't dodge in the slightest, and a faint voice came out of his mouth: "Just let me see if it's your palm or my fist." ”

"Boom!"

As Lan Feng's words fell, more majestic power erupted from his body and merged into his fist.

"Boom!"

In Su Tulong's extremely shocked gaze, Lan Feng's Dragon Breaking Fist finally landed on Long Feiyang's chest with the power of destruction, and Long Feiyang's iron sand palm was also imprinted on Lan Feng's chest with the power of destruction, making a dull sound.

The devastating power erupted above Lan Feng's fist and Long Feiyang's palm, sending a gust of wind through the courtyard.

Time seemed to stand still in this moment.

Lan Feng and Long Feiyang both looked at each other with a triumphant smile on their faces.

"Poof......

The next moment, the smile on Long Feiyang's face suddenly froze, and he only felt that there was an earth-destroying force hitting his chest, directly penetrating his flesh and impact, hurting his internal organs, and bright red blood continued to spray out of his mouth.

His body spun like a deflated balloon and flew upside down, smashing the big locust tree in the center of the courtyard, shaking the trunk of the huge locust tree violently, and countless fallen leaves fell down with it, covering Long Feiyang's body.

"Ahem......"

A violent coughing sound came from Long Feiyang's mouth, and bright red blood was constantly coughed out by him, and his face was extremely pale at this moment.

He lowered his head and looked at his chest, only to find that there was not even a trace left on his chest, and Lan Feng's punch just now was extremely weird.

There was no doubt that Lan Feng's punch directly destroyed his Golden Bell Hood Iron Cloth Shirt.

Long Feiyang raised his head with difficulty to look at Lan Feng, but found that Lan Feng had received an iron sand slap from him without the slightest injury, he stood straight in the center of the courtyard with his hands on his chest, looking at himself condescendingly.

"How is that possible?"

Looking at Lan Feng's appearance, an unbelievable voice came from Long Feiyang's mouth.