"You'd love to see me?"

Brother Feng smiled leisurely, his legs were a little, he landed firmly on the ground, lit a cigarette and smiled: "This is not a wise decision. ”

The ten mercenaries, seeing Brother Feng appear, did not show the hideous spirit of shouting and shouting and killing, but their bodies couldn't help but take two steps back, swallowing their saliva, they felt the coercion of the strong.

"Long time no see, Dragon Thorn!"

Katerina looked through Qiushui's eyes, ignoring the distant war, ignoring the enemy behind her, and only Brother Feng in her eyes.

She felt that the other party was more handsome than before, and had a unique taste that ordinary men did not have, which made her heart uncontrollably fluctuate, and it was difficult to say what was wonderful.

And the black bear and the others, when they heard each other's names, their jaws almost didn't drop, and the hands holding the guns were trembling.

Dragon Thorn, a god-like existence in the mercenary world, is a nightmare in their hearts.

"Truly, you are the dragon thorn? It's good, I threw myself into the net, and I saved me a lot of trouble! ”

A gloomy laugh came, and the body of the vulture rushed from dozens of meters away.

He is neither fat nor thin, holding two black axes, more than 1.90 meters tall, with a bloodthirsty and cruel aura, which is daunting.

Judging from his aura, he gives people the feeling that he is stronger than Brother Feng.

Seeing the Yin Vulture coming, the black bear couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the situation in the field was still under the control of the Yin Vulture, and there was nothing to fear.

"Be careful, he's very strong, don't fight him head-on, you, I'm afraid you won't be able to beat him!"

Caterina kindly reminded.

She admits that the dragon thorn is strong, but from what she knows about the dragon thorn in the past, the other party is much weaker than the vulture.

Because the strength of the Yin Vulture has exceeded its own cognition, mysterious and fierce.

Hearing this, a hideous smile hung on the corner of the vulture's mouth.

The beauty is right, the other party is just a little grasshopper in front of herself.

What kind of soldier king dragon thorn, vulgar name, the other party can't even beat the mad bull, how to fight against himself?

"Humble weakling, I let you all die today!" The vulture said proudly.

"I would venture to ask, who gave you this confidence?" Brother Feng said with a smile.

"A few weak chickens, they also want to fight against General Chiyan, and death is your destined fate!" The Yin Vulture snorted coldly, full of confidence, the word fate is the best explanation.

"Fate? Life is the excuse of the weak, and luck is the humble words of the strong! ”

Brother Feng's tiger body was shocked, and he suddenly picked up something wrapped in rags on his back, and said, "My life is up to me." ”

As soon as the words fell, they hissed, and all the rags burst open, revealing a strange long sword shining with golden cold light inside, a treasure of the Li family's inheritance, and a swimming dragon.

"I can't help myself, tear you up!"

The Yin Vulture gritted its teeth, carrying a two-handed axe, and rushed towards Brother Feng's life.

He is an extraordinary strength, a one-star transcendent bone forging realm, and he is at the same level as the mad bull.

In his early years, he traveled around the European continent and obtained a certain sacred school, the inheritance of the exercises of the Holy War Knights, and the secret book moves he practiced were still above the god-killing bull.

Ranked third among the four major leaders of Red Flame, his strength is not trivial.

In his opinion, Li Huaifeng is nothing more than the world's top strength, and he is still 108,000 miles away from the transcendent realm, so he is not to be afraid.

The duel between the two powerhouses started in an instant.

Whether it was Caterina, the wild bear and the others all watched intently, and they didn't dare to take a breath, the outcome of this duel decided their fate.

However, everyone already has a predetermined winner in their hearts, that is, the Yin Vulture, the other party's strong strength is convincing enough, even if the king of soldiers is stabbed by the dragon, there is only one way to die.

Ding.

The dragon and the black axe collided together, producing dazzling sparks, which are the colors that can only be created by the touch of the strong.

As soon as the two made a slight contact, their bodies rose from the ground at the same time, and they collided with each other in the air before they separated.

"You? You are extraordinary! ”

The vulture's eyes were full of shock and bewilderment.

The information given to him by the mad bull cannot be wrong, the other party is obviously just a so-called strong man in the world, and he is absolutely vulnerable in front of him, but in the fight just now, he used seventy percent of his strength, but he felt that the other party was equivalent to his own tiger, and it was obviously the power that only the super-level powerhouses had.

I haven't seen it for just a few months, how can the other party's strength improve day by day, it's terrible!

"Is the transcendent amazing? Several of my brothers are extraordinary, I don't think it's anything unusual! ”

Brother Feng smiled leisurely, and was pleasantly surprised to find that in the confrontation of strength, he was not weaker than the other party.

In this battle, whether it is a draw or a victory, there is absolutely no reason to lose.

Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now it is stepping forward from the beginning!

At the beginning, he was in the hands of the god-killing bull, and he couldn't bear it for a few rounds, but now, in front of the vulture, which is more powerful than the bull, he meets the opponent in chess, neither humble nor arrogant.

The respect and arrogance brought by the strength, Brother Feng accepted it all.

No pain, no gain, all the hard work paid in the past is worth it.

"All extraordinary? You're so scared! ”

The vulture's eyes were red, but his heart was disturbed by the other party's words.

He turned his head to look into the distance, but saw the four of them and more than 200 of his men fighting in the dense forest, and it was difficult to separate.

Could it be that they have really all stepped into the transcendent realm?

How is this—how is this possible?

What has happened in the past few months?

The vulture's heart is very chaotic, but the murderous spirit is even more surging.

"What if you are extraordinary, a newcomer who has just stepped into this field, what drastic means can you have, suffer death!"

The vulture and the two axes were so strong that he fought with all his might, not daring to delay any longer.

Ding ding ding, both of them are like cheetahs and mountain eagles dancing with dragons and phoenixes.

Fighting on the ground, his feet stepped on the tree trunk on the side, flying up and down.

This is a fight, this is clearly a performance between two supermen, and the skills are amazing.

Caterina looked selfless, and her beautiful eyes showed incomprehension and admiration.

She has never served anyone in her life, but the dragon thorn is definitely an unparalleled landscape in her life.

The two times they came to help, both at a critical juncture when their lives were at stake.

But every time he showed his strength, he brought him incredible surprises.

This enigmatic male god, which woman doesn't worship?

What daughter wouldn't want to have it!

"Black Whirlwind!"

The vulture screamed violently, and the two axes suddenly merged into one, and spun rapidly in his hands like hot wheels, dazzling.

This is his nirvana to press the bottom of the box, an absolute lethal means.

He hurried with his feet and killed Brother Feng.

Click, click, the tree was flown by the sawdust sharpened by a tough axe.

Brother Feng stepped back again and again, and the dragon pierced into the ground, rising a burst of sand to confuse the opponent's vision.

However, the two axes turned so fast that they were like an airtight wall of knives, sending all the sand and gravel flying and killing them.

"Scared? Want to escape? You don't stand a chance! ”

The vulture laughed loudly, pulling out his legs with all his might, pressing forward step by step, leaving no way for the other party at all.

The sound of the whirring wind was incessant, and even the dirt on the ground seemed to be swept by the whirlwind.

"There is a trick in Li Xuanfeng Ancestor's "Flowing Wind Imperial Body Technique" called Breaking the Wind, which turns into a little bit with the strength of his whole body, just to restrain the opponent's whirlwind axe!"

Brother Feng's heart suddenly brightened, the other party has tricks, and he also has tricks, and breaking the wind is one of the two killer moves he currently masters.

Brother Feng's sword eyebrows froze, and he rushed to a big tree behind him with an arrow step.

"Still want to run? Litter! The vulture thought that the other party was scared, and became even more aggressive.

As soon as the words fell, Brother Feng stomped on the trunk of the tree with his legs, and the thigh-thick trunk seemed to be trembling by the huge force.

In the next second, his body turned into a water dragon in the air.

The body twisted rapidly in a spiral shape, the dragon in his hand buzzed, turning a dazzling rhythm, and the air in front of him seemed to form a huge vortex, constantly constricting and condensing into a point.

"Broken!"

Brother Feng shouted loudly, holding the dragon and heading straight for the opponent's double axe.

"Hit a stone with an egg, and you're dead!"

The Yin Vulture laughed, only to feel that the other party had been tricked, and the speed at which his axe rotated could disrupt everything and wrap the metal, including the opponent's weapon.

However, when the tip of the dragon sword hit the surface of the giant axe, it was like a finger of a spiritual rhino, like a bamboo.

Click.

The dragon shatters the black axe, shatters the palm of the hand holding the black axe, and pierces the opponent's brain.

With a pop, a little golden light appeared on the back of the vulture's head, and blood shot out, staining the night full of slaughter and death.

"No, it can't be!"

The vulture looked at the shattered black axe, leaving the last words in the world, and fell down with a thud, whimpering for his life.

Break the whirlwind!

One move to win!?

Brother Feng looked down at the Dragon Sword in his hand, not to mention the audience who were shocked by the jaws on the side, even he couldn't believe it.

The opponent is so weak, and he will be killed after more than 50 rounds of fighting?

No, it's because you haven't realized how powerful you are now.

The rising dragon thorn is no longer the defeated army that roamed the world in the past!

The stinging dragon has fallen asleep, and a thousand mountains have been shaken.