The battle between Yang Haofeng and the silver dragon continued, and it became more and more intense.

Although this silver dragon is powerful as a god, Yang Haofeng, who already has the strength of the "Dragon King", is not a soft persimmon that can be easily pinched and flattened casually.

"Who the hell are you? Primal Dragons? The silver dragon was also gradually shocked by Yang Haofeng's amazing strength, and a stunned look appeared on the hideous dragon's face.

"Who do you care who I am? Let's eat this sword first! Nirvana! The judgment of the Savior of the second second! Yang Haofeng grabbed a gap to dodge and released his proud move, and a golden light tens of meters long burst out in his hand, slashing at the huge body of the silver dragon with lightning speed!

After all, the abyss burial is a "god-killing weapon" specially used to deal with the gods, and its power is naturally extraordinary, even if the silver dragon's body is protected by the incomparably hard dragon scales, the cold sword still cuts a long wound on its body, and the golden blood gushes and splashes in the air.

"Whew! Damn dragons! I'm going to tear you all to pieces! ””

The silver dragon was completely enraged, it raised its head to the sky and let out a deafening roar, the golden light in the eyes of the two large dragons was bright, and the powerful divine power exploded from the body, with an earth-shattering roar, like thunder and lightning exploded together, and rushed towards Yang Haofeng like a sea of mountains.

Yang Haofeng knew that his current strength was not enough to confront the silver dragon head-on, so in the face of this unstoppable divine might, he could only retreat and avoid, and with his flexible and fast movements, he suddenly opened a distance of hundreds of meters from the silver dragon, and rushed towards the high altitude above his head.

"Don't want to escape!"

At this time, the silver dragon had already regarded Yang Haofeng as his "thorn in the flesh", and seeing that he wanted to run into the air, his winding body also jumped up from the sea and chased straight away with the surging waves.

After Yang Haofeng flew to a height of thousands of meters, he noticed that there was something abnormal below, and when he looked down, he couldn't help but change his face!

it! Who would have thought that this silver dragon could fly!

And what is even more shocking is that the speed of the silver dragon flying in the air is several times faster than surging in the sea, its momentum is like lightning, and its huge body seems to completely ignore the existence of the earth's gravity, and it has narrowed the distance between it and Yang Haofeng in the blink of an eye.

"! What kind of monster is this! Seeing this, Yang Haofeng palpitated, he simply gritted his teeth, clenched the abyss burial and turned his head to dive down, using gravity to accelerate, his figure turned into a falling meteor, and met the body of the silver dragon from the front.

"Huhu!"

The cold wind blew on Yang Haofeng's face like a knife, forcing him to open his eyes, and the violent friction with the air also formed a burning air flow around his body, and at the same time, Yang Haofeng's eyes bloomed with dazzling golden light, only to hear his hoarse voice spitting out four words from his mouth with difficulty.

"Awakening of Consciousness!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a golden flame gushed out around Yang Haofeng's body, and a blood-red sun-shaped imprint flashed on his forehead and eyebrows.

That's the imprint of the gods!

"How is that possible! What exactly did you do? Why do you have the power of a god? The silver dragon was shocked by Yang Haofeng again, its huge figure stopped in mid-air in amazement, and the wide-eyed dragon couldn't accept the fact in front of him!

Yang Haofeng had no obligation to answer this question, he gathered all the golden flames burning all over his body to the sword body of Yuan Fu, this surging and powerful divine power made Yuan Fu tremble violently in his hand, and let out a deafening sound of "buzzing".

"Wow!"

In the next second, the abyss burial turned into a hundred-meter-long Burning Sky Flame Blade, and slashed towards the silver dragon's head with an aura that was enough to split mountains and mountains!

"Flame Explosion Hunter God Kill!"

"Divine Summoning: Five Mangs!"

Facing Yang Haofeng's awe-inspiring attack, the silver dragon suddenly spit out a strange word from Zhang Qi's dragon mouth.

Yang Haofeng was slightly stunned, vaguely feeling that this sounded like the name of a move, and before he had time to think about it, he saw the silver dragon probing its thick dragon claws, and the sharp dragon fingers also conjured five hundred-meter-long light blades one after another, swinging towards him!

The dragon claw is the most lethal weapon on this silver dragon's body, even Isanna who uses all her strength can't resist a single blow, which is enough to show its shocking power, and at this time, judging from the momentum, each of the five light blades turned into this dragon claw is also condensed with majestic divine power, which is not inferior to the Burning Sky Flame Blade in Yang Haofeng's hand!

"Boom!"

The dazzling huge light exploded from the sky, and these two powerful and turbulent divine forces collided together, causing the nearby space to distort, accompanied by the abnormal sound of "zizz, zi", and the raging shock wave spread in all directions like ocean waves, shaking the sea under your feet to tumble!

No matter how powerful Yang Haofeng is, at this moment, he is against five, and the outcome can be imagined.

After a short impact, the Burning Sky Flame Knife in Yang Haofeng's hand was cut into several pieces by the dragon claw, his face also turned white, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood and flew out upside down, the image was a cannonball that was shot out, and there was still no sign of attenuation and stopping until it flew thousands of meters away.

"Hahaha! Overestimate one's strength or oneself! Even if you have the power of the gods in you, what can you do? Couldn't hurt me! After the silver dragon flew Yang Haofeng, its huge body writhed in the air, and the hideous dragon's face was full of pride.

As he laughed wildly, the silver dragon vaguely felt a slight abnormality in his claws.

"Huh?"

Full of doubts, he stretched out his claws in front of him, only to see a deep wound suddenly crack on the thick dragon claw without warning! Golden blood gushed out......

"Whew! This...... That's impossible! ”

The silver dragon roared in disbelief!

You must know that the dragon claw is actually the weapon of the silver dragon, its strength is enough to compete with the Trella weapon, and no one has been able to take advantage of this pair of indestructible dragon claws for tens of thousands of years!

But now...... This legendary myth has been shattered!

Your own dragon claws are injured!

is still being cut out of a deep hole from the front!

How could this not make the silver dragon feel stunned and shocked!

......

At the same time as the silver dragon was furious, Yang Haofeng's figure on the other side was still floating in the air thousands of meters away!

The blow of this silver dragon was really powerful, and it hit Yang Haofeng so dizzy that his head was still groggy now, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his fingers.

At this moment, Yang Haofeng suddenly felt a pair of small hands gently supporting him from behind him, and stopped his body from the air.

Yang Haofeng didn't know who the person behind him was, but the familiar smell and warm embrace made him can't help but call out a name in his mouth.

"Su ...... Senior Sister Su? ”

The person behind him trembled slightly after hearing the words "Senior Sister Su", and then the little hands holding Yang Haofeng easily opened him, and Yang Haofeng fell from the air with a "whoosh" and plunged into the cold seawater.

"Boom!"

Yang Haofeng, who was caught off guard, sank into the sea like a stone, and there was no other movement except for a few bubbles that "gurgled......

After a while, Yang Haofeng poked his head out of the sea with a "whoosh", and he writhed his pale face while breathing in the fresh air in an extremely embarrassed manner, looking for the figure that threw himself in.

In the end, Yang Haofeng's eyes fell on a beautiful red-haired beauty in a flame-colored dress in the air.

"What, are you sober now? See who I am? ”

The red-haired beauty looked at Yang Haofeng who was like a chicken in the sea and sneered.

"You ...... Yulia? Yang Haofeng's tone was full of surprise.

"Yes, it's me." Yulia sneered, "What? It's not your 'longing and twilight' Senior Sister Su, I'm disappointed, right? ”

"It's not...... You...... How did you come back in good shape? What about Isana? Don't tell me you're throwing her into the sea to fend for herself! The more Yang Haofeng thought about it, the more scared he became, with Yulia's unpredictable nature, it was really possible to do such a thing.

"Don't worry, Ishana was borrowed by someone else, and I'm coming back to pick you up." Yulia pursed her lips and continued disapprerovingly: "By the way, take advantage of the time to kill that silver dragon now to prevent future troubles!" ”

Wait a minute...... Kill?

Yulia just said the words "kill" and "to prevent future troubles"?

Yang Haofeng's eyes widened and he looked at Yulia in disbelief.

Did you hear it wrong? Or did Yulia use the wrong word?

Shouldn't we hurry up and run away together? What does this "kill the silver dragon mean" by the way?!

"Excuse me, what did you just say?" Yang Haofeng tried to ask again.

"I said kill the silver dragon now!" There was no joke on Yulia's face, and her voice was extremely clear.

"You...... You're crazy! Do you want to kill the 'Dragon King of the East China Sea' Ao Guang now?! Yang Haofeng pointed to his nose and shouted: "It's still the two of us, not even half of the reinforcements!" ”

"You're not stupid!" Yulia glared at Yang Haofeng angrily, and said coldly: "You guy, you don't think that silver dragon is the true body of the 'Dragon King of the East China Sea' Ao Guang, right?" ”

"Huh? Do you mean to say it's not ......."

"Didn't you just fight it? What do you think of it yourself? Yulia scoffed and said, "Fool! If it's really the 'Dragon King of the East China Sea' Ao Guang, I'm afraid I won't even be able to find your corpse when I come back this time!" ”

Yulia's words made Yang Haofeng stunned on the spot.

In fact, Yang Haofeng had already felt doubts and abnormalities when he fought with this silver dragon for the first time.

According to mythological records handed down from the Ragnarok era, Ao Guang, the "Dragon King of the East China Sea", was a god so powerful that even several dragon kings could not defeat him, which is why the god killers prepared for three years before daring to launch a "crusade".

However, according to Yang Haofeng's judgment, this silver dragon is certainly fierce, but in terms of strength, it can only be called a powerful god at most, and it is far from reaching the height of Ao Guang, the "Dragon King of the East China Sea"!

Who is Ao Guang, the "Dragon King of the East China Sea"?

That's the "Pacific hegemon" that controls one-third of the earth's territory!

Now after listening to Yuria's words, thinking about it carefully, Yang Haofeng also began to feel more and more suspicious.

Could it be that this silver dragon* who has been fighting with him for a long time is not Ao Guang, the "Dragon King of the East China Sea", at all?

But who will its real identity be?