Not long after, under the leadership of the elder of the Jin Mu clan, Jin Jiao returned to the cave again, but the anger in his eyes did not increase but decreased, and there was a trace of disdain.

"Big Brother Golden Horn!"

Seeing the golden horn come back, those younger generations of clansmen immediately flocked to it, and it seemed that this golden horn had a high prestige among the younger generation.

Especially Xiaomeng, who rushed to the Golden Horn and said with a smile: "Brother Golden Horn, you must win against that prince!"

"Don't worry, I will!"

Jin Jiao clenched his fists and walked in front of Ling Feng step by step, "Prince Longfei, right?"

Ling Feng stood proudly, "This quota, I won't use my power to overwhelm people, defeat me, the quota is yours!"

"Hahaha......" Jin Jiao looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his eyes seemed to be burning with fire, and he shouted: "Then, let's fight!"

"Fight!"

Ling Feng let out a low roar, and in an instant, all directions were wiped out, and he was already in the palm of his hand.

The surrounding clansmen retreated one after another, leaving a huge space for them.

"Dare to fight me, you are very kind!"

The golden horn was covered in muscles, and he didn't even use any weapons. His fists are the most powerful weapons.

Rumble!

In an instant, the fist of the golden horn burst out, the wind swept away, the wind shot out, and the power of that punch actually made the entire cave buzz and tremble.

The Golden Candle Dragon's eyelids jumped, and with a wave of his big hand, he hurriedly opened the enchantment to cover Ling Feng and the others, otherwise his patriarch Dongfu was afraid that it would be destroyed in this battle.

"What brute force!"

Ling Feng's eyelids jumped, the strength of this Golden Candle Dragon had also reached the level of the Divine Yuan Realm, coupled with his terrifying brute strength, I was afraid that he had faintly reached the level of Li Yunting's demonic spirit.

Open all three locks!

Eight desolations and four changes, fission changes!

In an instant, Ling Feng's momentum also skyrocketed wildly, facing an opponent like Jin Jiao, he must not be careless.

"This ...... This ......"

Those younger generations of clansmen were all dumbfounded, it turned out that this seemingly fragile "prince" could actually burst out with such strength in an instant.

Is this what makes the main vein so powerful?

"It's kind of interesting!"

The golden horn roared, and his fists were even more like a storm, frantically blasting towards Ling Feng, without the slightest intention of sparing his hand.

Boom Boom!

Bang bang bang!

The fists, the blades of the swords, the constant exchanges, and the power that erupted were almost explosive.

"This ...... That's not right......"

The elder of the Jin Mu clan jumped his eyelids, although Ling Feng's strength surprised him, but what surprised him even more was the performance of the golden horn.

The patriarch glanced at himself, just to remind him that the golden horn must let this Prince Long Fei go, and he must pretend to lose in the hands of Long Fei. Therefore, when he brought the Golden Horn here just now, he repeatedly told the Golden Horn that he must let Ling Feng and never use his true strength.

But now in this posture, Golden Horn seems to be completely serious, more serious than ever.

Fortunately, Ling Feng was not weak, otherwise, with such a power erupted from the golden horn, the demon clan of the ordinary demon general level would have been abolished a long time ago.

"It's a bit capable, but it's just a piece of waste!"

The Golden Horn's face almost distorted, and he shouted in his heart: "Do you think that I, the Golden Horn, will yield to the so-called prince? Let me pretend to lose to you? I will just cripple you! Destroy you!"

In his heart, he was angry more than ever.

Because of the so-called main line, his third uncle (the elder of the Jin Mu clan) actually let himself give up his arrogance and pretend to lose to this prince!

The more those old men felt that the main vein was superior, the more he wanted to prove it to them, and the genius of the branch vein would definitely not lose to the so-called main vein!

"Roar!"

The golden horn roared wildly, and almost half of his entire body had changed back to the form of three demon dragons, with sharp fangs and sharp claws, all of which were the deadliest weapons.

"This bastard kid ......"

The golden candle dragon's eyelids jumped wildly, he couldn't see where the golden horn didn't have the slightest intention of letting Ling Feng go, but there were still murderous intentions everywhere.

He secretly regretted in his heart, if something happened to this "Prince of Longfei", let alone returning to the main vein, it would be a blessing not to be served by the main vein.

However, the strength that Ling Feng showed really surprised him, from beginning to end, Ling Feng didn't actually use his fangs and claws, this way of fighting was not like the three demon Jiao at all, but like a human being.

Could it be that even if he dealt with the golden horn, this Longfei Prince was so easy that he didn't need to incarnate at all?

The golden candle dragon took a deep breath and said secretly in his heart: Sure enough, it is worthy of the royal family of the main line, and it is not comparable to the juniors of our side branch veins at all.

How did he know, it wasn't that Ling Feng didn't want to use his fangs and claws, but that he didn't have it at all!

Ling Feng raised his hand to wipe away the blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth, the power of that golden horn was the most terrifying of all the opponents he had ever seen.

Judging from pure brute force, it is even above Yan Jinghong!

Despite all the means, Ling Feng was still faintly suppressed by the Golden Horn, and could only barely maintain an undefeated situation.

As everyone knows, the golden horn was even more surprised.

He went from a furious start to a shock, a surprise.

The "Prince of Longfei" in front of him is so strong, and from beginning to end, he has not changed back to the meaning of "battle form" at all.

Is he looking down on himself?

The Golden Horn Fist erupted, and the amazing power escaped, and even the enchantment arranged by the Golden Candle Dragon almost burst.

But after half an hour of explosive power, the golden horns began to get tired, and Ling Feng actually maintained his physical strength intact.

"Hmph, do you finally have no strength?"

Ling Feng shook the tiger's mouth that was a little numb, and the qi and blood in his body were tumbling, if this level of attack continued for another quarter of an hour or so, he would definitely be defeated!

However, with his perception, it is not difficult to find that from the strength of the punch just now, the strength of this golden horn has begun to decline.

"Then, it's my turn!"

Ling Feng's eyes flashed, and he secretly urged the cold bone true qi in his body.

Under the medicinal power of the Demon Transformation Pill, no matter what attribute the true qi is, it will be simulated into the form of a demon element, covering the whole body, and even the Demon Emperor powerhouse cannot see through it.

"Kunlun - Prison Break!"

Ling Feng roared, and when the golden horn exposed a flaw, he finally got out and got the best opportunity to use the Heaven Destroying Sword Technique.

For a moment, the Golden Horn only felt as if he was locked by some force, and he could no longer escape.

Thundered!

The earth trembled, and where Ling Feng's sword qi passed, a huge ravine directly appeared on the ground, and with an unparalleled speed, it quickly spread in the direction of the golden horn.

"This ...... What kind of power is this!"

The golden horn was stunned, and turned into its original form in an instant, with three demon Jiao heads more than seven zhang long, and the three heads erupted three energy storms of thunder, fire, and wind respectively, and swept towards Ling Feng's sword qi.

However, Kun Lun's sword qi from prison is not trivial.

Boom Boom!

In the violent explosion, the three demon Jiao transformed by the golden horn flew out and crashed into the rock wall of the cave, crawling with an extremely hideous wound on its body, and it was gasping for breath.

And Ling Feng, although he took a dozen steps back and spurted out a mouthful of blood, he still maintained a standing posture after all.

Who wins and who loses, the judgment is made!

(End of chapter)