"Look, it's Han Feng, who just became the Dragon Shenwei not long ago, who provoked him?"

"What kind of person is that guy in the golden armor, it doesn't seem to be from the Dragon God Ancient City, I've never seen him. ”

"Did you notice, that guy in the golden armor doesn't seem to be a dragon cultivator. ”

......

In less than half a pillar of incense, many people arrived, they were naturally very familiar with Han Feng, and more people were looking at Zhan Wushuang, and some people found that there was not the slightest dragon qi in Zhan Wushuang's breath, and guessed that Zhan Wushuang was not a dragon cultivator.

Of course, some people also noticed Long Yan and Long Chen, as well as Han Cong's corpse not far away, and after a little thought, they could know what was going on.

"The god of war has changed six times, and the wind and clouds are immeasurable!"

Suddenly, the incomparable light of the God of War burst out from Zhan Wushuang's body, and his hands formed the Xuan Arcane Law Seal, the sixth of the nine changes of the God of War, and the terrifying aura collapsed the void, and above the sky, the wind and clouds changed color.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Wushuang cast the Nine Changes of the God of War, and the inheritance of the God of War Clan is really powerful. ”

Long Yan's eyes fluctuated, the Nine Transformations of the God of War was the real means of Zhan Wushuang, and under this move, Han Feng was going to suffer.

In an instant, the power of the god of war evolved into a means, and between the wind and clouds, it was like a bright sun, suppressed from above, and the sun fell into the world.

"Damn!"

Han Feng's complexion changed slightly, and this move of the warrior also brought him huge pressure.

Everything is just in the blink of an eye.

The terrifying power shrouded down from above, Han Feng was immediately submerged in it, the power of the god of war wanted to destroy this void, and in the whirlpool of the storm, Han Feng endured a terrible attack.

This time, many people sweated for Han Feng, such a powerful attack, even Han Feng couldn't get out of it.

"Whew!"

In the next moment, a dragon's groan came from the storm, and immediately after, a huge fire dragon rushed out of it, and the raging flames burned the power of the god of war.

The fire dragon dispersed, and Han Feng walked out of the storm, looking a little embarrassed.

Although Zhan Wushuang's move didn't really hurt him, it also affected him a little.

"You're not a dragon cultivator?"

Han Feng looked at Zhan Wushuang and asked.

Until now, he has also seen that Zhan Wushuang is not a dragon cultivator at all.

"Of course I'm not a dragon cultivator. ”

Zhan Wushuang does not deny this fact either.

"If you are not a dragon cultivator, and you dare to enter the Dragon God Ancient City, you should die even more. ”

Han Feng's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The Divine Dragon is arrogant, and the Dragon Cultivator has obtained the Divine Dragon Inheritance, and has also inherited this. His dignified dragon cultivator didn't take the slightest advantage in front of Zhan Wushuang, and he suffered a little loss, which made him even more angry.

"Although you are a dragon cultivator, you are still a little weaker, you can't beat me. ”

Zhan Wushuang said.

He has almost figured out Han Feng's strength, and he is completely sure that he can defeat Han Feng.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Han Feng snorted coldly, at this moment, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a long sword appeared in his hand, as if it was an imperial soldier, and the sword body still had Zhuo Dragon patterns wandering around.

This imperial soldier has been conceived by the power of the divine dragon, and it is stronger than ordinary imperial soldiers.

"Fire Dragon Swallows the Sun!"

The power of the mighty law surged out from Han Feng's body, Long Wei was hehe, and there were flames burning in the surrounding void, and the imperial soldiers in his hands also emitted gusts of wind and thunder.

"It's that move, it's Han Feng's killer move, he's going to make a real move. ”

When many people saw this scene, their eyes lit up, and they knew that this move performed by Han Feng was Han Feng's killing move, and even a dragon cultivator of the same level would not dare to underestimate this move.

Han Feng, this is really moving!

Slowly, a flame dragon hovered in the space around Han Feng, and its momentum climbed to an unprecedented height, even the Silent Emperor Realm did not dare to despise it.

"Destroy me!"

Suddenly, Han Feng's feet flashed, and he stepped directly on the top of the fire dragon's head, harnessing the fire dragon, and attacked towards Zhan Wushuang, the emperor soldier in his hand slashed down, and the terrifying flame sword light tore out, dividing the world into two.

"It's a bit powerful. ”

Zhan Wushuang's expression remained unchanged, and Han Feng's move could threaten him.

At the same time, Zhan Wu's palms turned over, and a bronze portal appeared in his hand, and the ancient aura was permeated, and this space was blocked and suppressed by that strange force.

"The Gate of the Gods, Break!"

The Gate of the Gods struck, and it suddenly turned into dozens of zhang in size, and terrifying power poured out from the Gate of the Gods, suppressing the void.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the Gate of the Gods collided with Han Feng's powerful killing moves, and a loud rumbling sound erupted, and the space directly collapsed, and the power of destruction swept out, and the storm swept wildly.

At this moment, the fire dragon and the dragon-shaped sword light were both shattered by the Gate of the Sealed Gods, and Han Feng also flew out upside down.

"Poof. ”

A mouthful of blood spat out, turning into a blood mist that filled the air.

Han Feng's strongest move was defeated by Zhan Wu without any doubt.

At this moment, the Gate of the Gods shrank and returned to the hands of Zhan Wushuang.

"Dragon cultivators are nothing more than that. ”

Zhan Wushuang looked at Han Feng and slowly said a word.

Hearing this, Long Yan smiled bitterly, Han Feng's strength was no longer weak, but he had met Zhan Wushuang.

However, Zhan Wushuang's words fell into the ears of others, and they were all very harsh.

Zhan Wushuang is obviously despising the dragon cultivators and the entire Dragon God Ancient City!

"What an arrogant guy, daring to come to the Dragon God Ancient City to spread wild, it's just impatient!"

Sure enough, not long after Zhan Wushuang's words fell, a figure flew out, staring at Zhan Wushuang coldly.

This is a middle-aged man, with a somewhat thin body, wearing a yellow robe, and his aura is stronger than Han Feng.

"Who are you?"

Zhan Wushuang looked at the yellow-robed man and asked.

"Long Shenwei, Wang Mang!"

The man in the yellow robe spat out five words.

"Senior Brother Wang, these three guys are not dragon cultivators, let alone people from the Dragon God Ancient City, they killed Han Cong. ”

Han Feng said to Wang Mang.

"You have committed a capital crime, and if you want to leave a whole corpse, kill yourselves. ”

Wang Mang said coldly.

In his eyes, Long Yan and the three were already dead people.

"It seems that you are stronger than Han Feng, so you have such confidence. ”

Longchen looked at Wang Mang, and as soon as his feet moved, he was in mid-air, and said to Wushuang: "Wushuang, let this guy give it to me, I haven't really made a move for a long time." ”

He, like Zhan Wushuang, has broken through to the realm of the True Self Emperor, and he has not really released his combat power.

"Okay. ”

Zhan Wushuang nodded, then put away the Gate of the God of War, flew down from above, and arrived at Long Yan's side.

At the same time, Han Feng also retreated, he was injured by the battle and lost his combat power.

(End of chapter)