"Humph!"

Two muffled snorts came out, and Chongxiao and Feng Nanxing were affected by each other's aftershocks, and their bodies were shaken out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Puff ......"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Feng Nanxing was shocked in his heart.

His move, Rao is Lan Tingxu, whose strength is similar to him, has to retreat three points. And this kid dared to fight him head-on, which made him unbelievable.

The wind is cold......

The skin of the crowd was white and piercing.

But no one cares about those things, it's just a fierce confrontation with their eyes fixed on the sky above.

They don't dare to make any indiscriminate comments now.

The outcome of this battle was originally clear at a glance.

And after this move, everyone who was sure of the ending in their hearts suddenly became confused again.

Lan Ting's pretty face could not hide her surprise, and a pair of autumn eyes stared at Chongxiao......

This time, they seem to have underestimated this guy's strength again.

This guy's strength, like his identity, is mysterious.

Because of him, the outcome of this battle seems to have become confusing again.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Feng Nanxing's eyes flashed, and his arrogant voice was raised by three decibels, playfully ironic, showing it-

"Is this all your strength? All I can say is that this is the end of the game. ”

The hanging palms, the wind swirls and condenses. The gray wind and waves are like a layer of battle armor, covering the body of the wind south.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, a fierce wind, and a fierce storm surging southward from all directions.

The wind was like cotton wool, shoving into the storm armor. The southbound body of the wind swelled suddenly.

"Wow!"

A humanoid giant composed of storms stood between heaven and earth, and where it stood, the wind and waves were surging, and the dark clouds were churning and fluttering, looking extremely fierce.

"Roar!"

With just a snort, it was like a stormy wave, instantly destroying most of the walls of the heavy family.

This kind of power made everyone below stunned.

An elder of the Drum Wind Ridge said proudly: "Our family master once relied on this third talent to kill a powerhouse in the middle of the ninth level of the Tongming Realm. ”

The further the cultivation goes, the bigger the gap.

The cultivation of Feng Nanxing is the early stage of the Nine Folds of the Tongming Realm.

Although it is only a small step away from the middle stage of the Ninth Fold of the Tongming Realm.

However, the difficulty required was no less than that of a cultivator of the first level of the Tongming Realm, and the difficulty of killing a cultivator of the fifth level of the Tongming Realm.

And even far more than ......

"One sword, shattering mountains and rivers...... Feng Peng slashed, invincible! ”

Some people shook their heads and sighed, thinking that the balance of victory was once again tilted towards the southward movement of the wind.

"Die, ant!"

Feng Nanxing combined the huge wings and turned them into a giant long blade that traversed the heavens and the earth.

With the momentum of splitting mountains and rivers, he slashed to Chongxiao with a knife.

The storm struck, and Chongxiao's robe was hunted by the cold wind.

In the reflection of the pupils, the wind blade that was chopped was close at hand.

In an instant, a brilliant streamer flashed, and Chongxiao's pupils were painted with gilded color.

A faint dragon groan, emanating from Chongxiao's body, was strengthened from the inside out, from the weak......

In half a breath, it resounded throughout the sky, and even the fluttering wind blade faintly trembled slightly.

Everyone exclaimed, where did the dragon's roar come from?

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "Look—"

Everyone looked up behind Chongxiao.

I don't know when, a huge golden holy dragon has appeared behind Chongxiao.

Although it was just a phantom, Long Wei was shocked and could not be faked.

The hurricane produced by the huge winged flapping fan was in no way inferior to the wind source that the wind was trying to condense as it traveled southward.

And the majesty of the dragon's roar, even the giant human peng, couldn't help but tremble......

"It's the dragon shadow of the Golden Holy Dragon!" One person amazed.

"It is said that the true dragon was extinct thousands of years ago, and the Golden Holy Dragon is the dragon species that has survived in the Yellow Layer in the past hundred years, and its bloodline is closest to that of the true dragon. The strength is extremely strong, comparable to the powerhouse of the Emperor Rank of the Divine Power Realm. ”

"However, didn't the Golden Holy Dragon lose its trace more than ten years ago, when the Chongzong was attacked? Why is this guy ......?"

Everyone concluded that the masked man must have an unusual connection with the Golden Holy Dragon.

At this moment, everyone finally understood why the strength of this masked man was so strong, and the Golden Holy Dragon was so powerful, and the strength of the people related to it would naturally not be much worse.

"However, this is a phantom after all, and it is difficult to reach the sky." Someone said.

Chongxiao waved a shot, and he and the golden dragon rushed away together.

"All kinds are one!"

"Bell!"

The Dustless Death Air Gun collided with the Wind Blade, and the body of the gun shook violently, rubbing hot sparks.

"Bang Bang ......"

The wind blade composed of wind currents shattered into fine marks, and the next moment, it was shattered by a single shot from Chongxiao.

The two-winged golden dragon behind him was unimpeded and flew towards the humanoid giant peng.

Long Wei's anger got closer and closer, and the wind in Feng Peng traveled south, and there was a faint trace of fear.

"How could I, how could I lose to an ant like you!"

Feng Nanxing roared angrily, driving Feng Peng towards the Golden Holy Dragon.

"Bang!"

An earth-shattering sound was heard.

Everyone below covered their ears with their hands and fell to the ground with painful faces.

The ripples from the violent explosion tossed them to the ground.

At that moment, the world was spinning, and everyone thought that the heavens and the earth were going to be turned upside down.

Above the dome, the smoke dissipated, and a figure fell from the sky.

Breaking through the gray haze, everyone saw the appearance of the fallen person clearly, and it was the wind traveling south!

For a while, everyone was shocked in their hearts!

"How, how can it be ......" Everyone in Blower Ridge was dumbfounded.

This guy actually defeated Feng Nanxing......

Among the four major families, Feng Nanxing's strength was second only to the Divine Power Realm Ancestor of the Kite Family.

His strength, undoubtedly, is definitely among the first-tier in the Yellow Layer, and the top existence below the Fifteenth Layer.

has been proud of the fifteenth layer for decades, but today it is planted in the hands of a person whose cultivation is lower than him.

The defeat of the wind south is unbelievable and reasonable.

The shock in everyone's hearts is difficult to describe in words......

For a long time-

The Chongjia and Qinghua County erupted in cheers.

"Haha, the old dog of Feng Nanxing has been defeated, and the crisis of our family has been lifted!"

"If you don't die in a great disaster, you will be blessed! And that's thanks to the Mask Brothers. ”

"Great hero, please accept our worship......"

Different from the excited Chong family, the people of Gufengling and Jiangyu Town looked very gloomy and embarrassed.

Jiangyu Town has no leader. They are grasshoppers tied to a rope with Blast Ridge......

If the wind goes south, it will affect the whole body, and the wind ridge and Jiangyu town will suffer!

The fallen leaves of autumn and winter are withering and falling.

The yellow, tattered leaves fell on Feng Nanxing's body, covering his tattered clothes and large patches of vomited blood.

Although defeated, there was no trace of decadence in his pale face.

Chongxiao fell from the sky, slowly walked in front of him, the tip of the spear stood diagonally in front of his throat, and said coldly: "Today's battle will definitely go down in history, you are not wrong about this." ”

"It's just that what future generations see is probably not what you said, the Drum Ridge has perished and lost the family......"

"Hehe......" Feng Nanxing sneered.

"You're so confident, a big boy...... Do you think you've won now? (To be continued.) )