Yang Cong showed three kinds of different fires.

This can be said to be rare to see in every lifetime here.

Everyone looked at Yang Cong in the field with bated breath.

And Lu Mu, who was controlled by Yang Cong, also looked at the flame in Yang Cong's palm stupidly at this time.

Three different flames, this sentence is enough to shock Lu Mu's worldview.

"How's that, do you see clearly?" Yang Cong looked at Lu Mu lightly, this Lu Mu dared to play with him, it was really an old ancestor.

Right now, in the entire Douqi Continent, Yang Cong thinks that no one is better than him in playing with fire.

Even a powerful alchemist is impossible, you must know that Yang Cong has become an emperor alchemist.

And at present, the most powerful person in the entire Dou Qi Continent is only an eight-rank alchemist, no matter how you say it, Yang Cong can be regarded as the first person to refine the pharmacist.

It's just that no one knows.

"So... Which of you is going to test my strength? Yang Cong looked at the group of people on the other side with a smile.

Several powerhouses in the outer courtyard, Bai Shan, Hu Jia and Wu Hao.

Lu Mu fell, and only the three of them were the strongest.

And Yang Cong estimated that these were the three people who Hu Qian wanted him to frustrate.

After all, as the top few people in the outer courtyard, there must be arrogance.

"I'm here to fight Wu Hao." As soon as Yang Cong's voice fell, someone answered.

I saw a man dressed in a red and black robe and holding a blood-colored sword in his hand stood up and looked at Yang Cong, his eyes full of war.

And Yang Cong knew when he saw this person's eyes that this kind of person would not die if he got into a fight, unless you could completely suppress him.

Otherwise, this kind of person is very dangerous and full of fighting spirit.

However, Yang Cong also likes to fight with this kind of person.

"Okay, I appreciate the spirit of a martyr like yours." Yang Cong looked at this Wu Hao with great satisfaction.

Although they didn't know what the martyr meant, they felt that Yang Cong must be praising Wu Hao.

And the other two were still sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight, because they hadn't seen Yang Cong's true strength just now.

"Then I, Wu Hao, will come to learn and learn your strength, classmates." Wu Hao snorted coldly and rushed towards Yang Cong.

Wu Hao can be said to be the only one in this group of people who Yang Cong can see blood.

It can be seen from this that Wu Hao must have killed people, and he is not a few, and when his whole body exudes war intent, there is also a smell of blood.

Xiao Xun'er and Xiao Yu, who were not far behind Yang Cong, frowned a little.

After all, as a girl, the most hated thing is blood.

"To give you face, I will simply fight you with strength, and only use one percent." Yang Cong smiled, and then directly punched Wu Hao.

Some people may think that Yang Cong is talking big, without any fighting skills, simply using the flesh to fight hard, which can be said to have extremely high requirements for the body, and what Yang Cong said is still only one percent.

They all felt that Yang Cong was bragging too much.

You must know that Wu Hao is also a big fighter, his strength is very strong, and there is no limit.

Wu Hao didn't think about it so much, he felt that Yang Cong was a strong man, so he wanted to fight with Yang Cong happily.

And Yang Cong said this because he was very confident in his own strength.

First of all, before entering Dou Po, then Yang Cong would definitely not say this, even if it was purely with his body, and with one percent of his strength, Yang Cong estimated that he would not be able to withstand Wu Hao's attack like this.

After all, Yang Cong's body was still a mortal body before, and he couldn't withstand this power at all.

But now it's different, at the beginning, Yang Cong withstood the impact of the Qinglong Origin Essence Blood, and now he has a certain Qinglong physique.

The affordability is also leveraged.

That's why now Yang Cong dares to say such big things.

I saw that in the middle of the field, Wu Hao held his long blood-colored sword and quickly swung it towards Yang Cong.

Wu Hao's speed of swinging the sword is also very fast, and it is estimated that it can be said to be very fast in the same level.

Yang Cong also dodged sideways through reaction, and then reflexively swung at Wu Hao is punch.

What Yang Cong wants is real strength.

Originally, it stands to reason that the speed of Yang Cong's punch was also extremely fast, and it was faster than Wu Hao's sword just now.

But the blame is that when I thought Wu Hao would hit this punch, Wu Hao miraculously blocked it.

I saw Wu Hao quickly withdraw the blood sword in his hand, lying between himself and Yang Cong.

And Yang Cong also hit the sword hard.

Although Wu Hao blocked it, it was also uncomfortable, and he took a few steps back.

Seeing this, none of the heavy people did not fail to marvel at Yang Cong's strength.

Let's not talk about whether Yang Cong only used one percent of his strength, just by looking at the appearance of this punch knocking Wu Hao back a few steps, Yang Cong's strength cannot be underestimated.

"Again." Yang Cong shouted.

"Again." Wu Hao also responded.

At this time, Wu Hao's eyes were already red, he gritted his teeth, and the green tendons on his neck burst out.

This time, Wu Hao directly used fighting skills.

"Bloodbreaker!"

It can be said that this is the most used by Wu Hao, and it is also Wu Hao's strongest fighting skill.

I saw Wu Hao concentrating his mind, clenching the blood-colored long sword in his hand, and then staring at Yang Cong deadly.

Yang Cong was also stunned by Wu Hao's serious appearance.

In the next second, Yang Cong was greeted by a blood-colored sword blade.

"Haha, come on, I just like this feeling, see if it's my Qinglong Divine Body or your Blood Splitting Slash.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Yang Cong opened his hands as if to greet Wu Hao, and Wu Hao swung the blood sword in his hand at Yang Cong, the power was 。。。。。

"What the hell is Yang Cong going to do, even I don't dare to take Wu Hao's trick." Bai Shan in the distance couldn't help but frown and said.

In his eyes, Yang Cong is purely looking for death.

But Amber Jia, who was standing not far from him, didn't think so.

"With Yang Cong's person, it is impossible to be stupid, he must be willing to do this, and in my opinion, this Yang Cong either has absolute belief in his own strength, or he is 。。。。。" The last Amber didn't say it.

But she felt that it didn't matter if she said it or not.

What matters is the final result of that game.

Xiao Xun'er, who was standing in the distance, saw this, and stared at the thick dust, Xiuquan clenched it.

Xiao Yu on the side also looked at the scene as well, and was very nervous in his heart.

In the field, the shock wave generated by the two of them directly shook countless dust.

This directly drowned the two of them in this dusty sky.

Everyone was staring at the two dark shadows in the dust.

What they want to see is the final result, whether it is Wu Hao's bloody slash or Yang Cong's self-proclaimed self-confident Qinglong Divine Body.

(End of chapter)