This will eventually be a bizarre and absurd battle, destined to be watched and appreciated, and can only be occasionally talked about in the future Jianghu martial arts, the most talked-about thing is that the battle between the two changed the terrain within a radius of ten miles, and directly straightened the Yellow River that was bent in front of General Mazhen, and a river of spring water finally went unimpeded.

At this time, on the bank of the Yellow River, the red Jiao looked at the dragon and roared at each other!

Hongda's breath is entangled with each other, affecting the clouds in the sky to condense, and the white clouds have become dark clouds, and there are thunders rolling in the sky.

Attached to the edge of the Yellow River, surrounded by water, the dragon condensed by the luck of Tai'an City is obviously more powerful, the five elements of the golden dragon are a little less hot, but in front of the two red Jiao is still full of majesty, Li Yuanhao once wore luck in Tai'an City, but at that time, after all, there was Wei Mocheng beside her to help her eliminate the breath of the national vein luck, at this moment she can only bear the pain alone, just like a poor person suddenly got rich, and may not have the ability to digest it, but will be at a loss, and will die on this splashing wealth。

Murong Feng nodded slowly, stepped on the head of the red jiao, and slowly rose into the air, and finally rose to the same height as Li Yuanhao, confronting him from afar: "It's finally a little bit like this." ”

Li Yuanhao raised his head and stretched out his sword, the two dragons sensed, the dragon's whiskers were open, the scales were turned over, and there was a roar and roar at the opposite side, and then rampage, the dragon swung its tail and smashed heavily into the opposite red Jiao, the two red dragons were going to avoid at all, and bit the two dragons with their heads high, the tail of the dragon was bitten by a bite, and they couldn't break free, and the dragon's tail swept and hit a red Jiao hard, and directly knocked a red Jiao out.

One trick succeeded, Li Yuanhao didn't care about the dragon, he flew to the red Jiao that flew out, the huge body of the red Jiao rolled on the ground, crushing and flattening the stone mounds along the way, and the dragon carried Li Yuanhao to the roar, flew and opened his mouth, biting the neck of the red Jiao, not letting it break free and escape. Li Yuanhao clicked on the water, two or three taps, and he had already come to the head of the red jiao, and through that pair of black eyes that were as black as the night, the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty could clearly see his shadow.

The little scarlet snake was already a divine creature when it encountered water, and with its senses, it seemed to sense the danger, and kept struggling to break free from the dragon's bite. The sound of the river is like a muffled thunder, the big waves sweep away the yellow sand, the Lingwu Mountain, Huairou Mountain, and Panshan in the northeast of Tai'an City form a gentle dragon, and the river water in the river is the finishing touch for the dragon in the double dragon, and now on the edge of the Yellow River, the dragon is like a tiger with wings, constantly absorbing the water vapor of the Yellow River, and the whole torso has increased by three points, winding and circling the red Jiao.

Li Yuanhao felt that the time was ripe, he held the broken sword with both hands, and in the frightened eyes of the red jiao, a sword was inserted into the head of the red jiao, and the sword qi burst out along the broken sword, exploding a cloud of scarlet. With a loud shout, Li Yuanhao suddenly exerted his strength, and the entire red Jiao was nailed to the ground by her, before he died, the red Jiao glanced at Li Yuanhao resentfully, and tried his last strength to put up his tail and shoot it down, wanting to slap the culprit to death.

Gen Long didn't hesitate to pull it, the red Jiao broke off from seven inches, and Li Yuanhao turned the broken sword and smashed a good head.

The hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, the lifeless red Jiao is like a snake molting, the front half of the body suddenly shrinks, as if it has become a scarlet snake again, fleeing towards the Yellow River at a very fast speed, if it escapes, and then encounters water, it is a troublesome thing.

With a thud, blood splashed, two silver lines poked out at the same time, nailing the scarlet snake on the spot, the flying sword as fast as a streamer cut off a snake head, Li Yuanhao kicked the snake head into the river with a light kick, a wave fluttered, and disappeared in an instant.

On the other side, Murong Feng used his human way to govern his body, taking advantage of the moment when another red Jiao bit Qianlong, he gave up one of the two, and resolutely abandoned the harmony, and he flew in the air by himself, his hands were like hooks, and he slammed into Qianlong's body, penetrating into the bone for three points. Qianlong, who was in pain, looked down with anger in his eyes.

Murong Feng snorted coldly and pulled down heavily, and the scales of the golden dragon's dragon armor peeled off one after another, as if a golden rain had fallen. The dragon roared again and again, opening its mouth and possessing it to devour this mortal who did not know whether to live or die.

Murong Feng was not afraid, jumped high, level with the dragon's head, his hands were held in the air, the Qianlong with a long mouth was like crashing into a wall, with a loud bang, the dragon head was three feet away from Murong Feng, and it was difficult to enter a single bit, and then a terrifying and shocking scene happened, there seemed to be a pair of invisible hands in the air, which grabbed the upper and lower jaws of the dragon head respectively, so that Qianlong could not close his mouth.

The poisonous sword fairy opened his hands up and down in a dashing manner, and the dragon's head was forcibly broken, and then continued to exert force, and a divine dragon with heaven and earth luck was torn apart from the middle, and countless golden streamers scattered and fell, and the red Jiao greedily licked those streamers like willow flocculents, and his body continued to grow.

And Murong Feng didn't care about this unique luck willow catkins, let the luck be absorbed by the red jiao, and as soon as he stretched out his hand and pawed towards an ordinary streamer, the previous moment it was an ordinary streamer, and the next moment it was radiant, and a bright and dazzling bead was held in his hand.

The dragon vein is rare, although the Qianlong in front of him is only a part of the Shuanglong in Tai'an City, but after all, it is a genuine luck dragon, and it can't be faked, and in rumors, the dragon must have a dragon yuan, also known as the dragon ball, hidden under the jaw, and now it is held by Murong Feng in his hand.

The dragon ball is shining, like the bright moon in the sky.

Murong Feng's body suddenly underwent a strange change, his loose clothes were all clinging to his body, as if it had become a bottomless pit, frantically inhaling the breath of the dragon ball, and in the blink of an eye, the dazzling dragon ball turned into a gray bead, and then turned into countless powders, scattered on the ground.

Li Yuanhao nailed and killed the red Jiao with a broken sword, and the flying sword cut off his head, Murong Feng went one step further, and with just one pair of hands, he cramped and skinned the Fortune Divine Dragon and absorbed Long Yuan.

Gen Long sucked the water vapor of the river, it had reached a hundred zhang length, the red Jiao on the opposite side licked the breath left by the dragon, and the momentum was also rising, and two dragon horns grew on his head for no reason, the red Jiaohua dragon, who said that the remote places in the Western Regions could not raise a dragon, the evidence is in front of him. That red dragon finally formed a red divine dragon, and its huge body was already comparable to the Gen dragon, and it became a veritable celestial dragon.

Although it was a blessing in disguise, Murong Feng was not happy in the slightest, it seemed that he was bored and bored, and he was not in the mood to talk, and as soon as he waved, the sky roared by.

Li Yuanhao took a sharp breath and commanded Gen Long to head on.

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