The dragon did not control the flying dragon and flew towards Wufu City.

Call!......

The wind was raging in mid-air, blowing clothes and hunting.

This time, he was invited by Zhimu Bing to go to the Zhimu family to compete on behalf of others, and received the remuneration of the three medicine kings, which allowed him to receive a lot of goods.

Bird's-eye view of the earth, at a glance, the lake and mountains, beautiful and precipitous.

At this time, it was dusk, and the red sunset covered the sky.

Below is a small town, surrounded by mountains and rivers, wandering in the soft sunset sun, full of tranquility and peace.

"In the town, find an inn, rest for the night, and continue on your way tomorrow. ”

The dragon did not whip the dragon rope, and the flying dragon circled down.

Roar!.....

The loud roar of the dragon spread throughout the town, shattering the silence.

This is the stinky problem of the dragon clan, every time they go to a strange place, they will roar a few times, as if to declare that this territory belongs to it, and the low-level brutes and beast miscellaneous beasts will quickly roll away.

The flying dragon only has an extremely thin dragon bloodline, and it has not inherited the strength of the real dragon, but it has inherited this stinky problem...... If you encounter a spirit animal, then you can only flee with your tail between your legs.

Some of the warriors in the town looked up in amazement.

"It's a wyvern!"

"Isn't that boy a dragon knight?"

"The dragon knight is a knight among knights, and his combat power is extremely strong, this young man is not simple!" ......

Sou!......

Suddenly, a figure quickly chased after him from the distance.

Huo Ran is an old man with long beards and beautiful sideburns, extremely fast, approaching in a few blinks.

Rumble!......

Yuan Force exploded, the silver glow flashed, and turned into a silver Yuan Force giant palm!

Call!

The palm wind roared like a silver cloud, casting a large shadow over the town.

Shoot it quickly, and the target is the "Young Dragon Knight"!

The warriors in the town gasped, shocked by this sudden change!

"The top powerhouse of the Yinxia Period of the Yuan Treasure Realm!"

"It must be the enemy of this young dragon knight who is so fierce that he will be killed with one blow!"

"Even if the Flying Dragon Knight is very strong, it is far from being the opponent of the Silver Xia Stage powerhouse!"

"Yes, this young dragon knight is in great trouble!"

Boom!

The dragon does not step on the flying dragon.

Sou!......

The Heavenly Demon took nine steps in a row and swept out a hundred meters away!

The flying dragon was so lucky, it didn't even let out a scream, and it was shattered by the silver yuan palm.

Rumble!......

Bloom the blood mist in the sky, like a bewitching red flower blooming!

In the weak sunset, this scene is extremely terrifying!

The old man with long beards and beautiful sideburns stared at Long Buqi, and the killing intent in his eyes was cold.

"Kill my grandson, do you still want to escape!"

It is the great elder of the Zhimu family, Zhimu Qiongyi!

Cultivation has reached the peak of the Yinxia period!

The dragon flew in the air, suspended in the air, reached out and flicked a wisp of dust on his shirt, and a smile floated.

"It is his honor to die at my hands, and you should be happy. ”

The warriors in the town all looked at him blankly, and the gentle smile made them shiver excitedly, and in the face of the great enemy of the Silver Xia Period, he was fearless and talked and laughed freely.

Great Elder Zhimu Qiongyi's face was pale, his whole body trembled, and his lungs were about to explode.

"When death is dying, you still pretend to be calm!"

Zhimu Qiongyi condenses the Yuan Force of the whole body.

Rumble!......

Like a volcano erupting, the silver glow flames.

Airplanes!......

The Tianluo Fist was unleashed and turned into a silver giant fist!

Boom Boom Boom ......

Suddenly, the silver giant fist was densely packed and filled the air.

"Die!"

It is like a net of heaven and earth, covering a radius of hundreds of meters.

There is no escape from the snare of one punch!

The warriors were all shocked by this punch.

"Yinxia period cultivation is powerful, and it is even more terrifying to display martial arts!"

"This punch hits over, even if it's a small mountain, it can shatter!"

"This young dragon knight is dead!"

The Tianluo Fist displayed by Zhimu Qiongyi is much more powerful than that displayed by Zhimu Jiecheng.

On the one hand, Zhimu Qiongyi's cultivation has reached the peak of Yinxia, while Zhimu Jiecheng has just broken through to the Yinxia stage.

On the other hand, Zhimu Qiongyi exerted all the power of Tianluo Fist, and Zhimu Jie learned only to learn the fur.

is also Tianluo Fist, the two of them show it, but it is a world of difference, a difference between cloud and mud!

It was shrouded for hundreds of meters, exceeding the maximum range of the Heavenly Demon's nine steps.

With the extreme speed of the heavenly demon nine steps, there is a feeling that there is no way to dodge!

"Since you are bent on death, I will give you a ride to death, and let you go with Zhimu Jiezuo. ”

Take out the mutilated holy weapon and pour the whole body of Yuan Li into it.

Boom......

The wind unfolded, and the terrifying coercion rose up, like the revival of a saint!

Airplanes!

A vision emerges, three mountains and a long river, and a black anaconda roars silently.

It's like a sanctuary!

The dragon did not hold the battle flag in his hand and slashed suddenly.

Rumble!

Boundless power, shattering all the silver giant fists in an instant!

The power of the battle banner continued unabated, and it rushed straight towards Zhimu Qiongyi.

"Hallow!"

Zhimu Qiongyi's face turned pale, and he turned around and fled!

However, with the power of the Hallows Weapon, it was impossible for him to escape.

Rumble!

It was shattered by life and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

It's like a bewitching red flower, blooming.

It's just that it's much smaller than the one just now!

The warriors in the town were completely stunned, and this young dragon knight, holding a holy weapon, was like a god descending to the mortal world.

In front of the holy weapon, the powerhouse of the Silver Xia Stage is so vulnerable!

Hunt down this young warrior?

It's like a moth to a fire, looking for a dead end!

"It's better to use it less in the future. ”

Long Buqi's face was pale, his body was crumbling, and he barely managed to keep flying in the sky with the little bit of Yuan Force he had left.

This mutilated holy weapon is like a bottomless pit, no matter how much yuan power is input into it, it is not enough to consume it once.

Moreover, this is incomplete, if it is a complete holy weapon, the Yuan Power consumed is even more terrifying!

With his cultivation in the Yuan Tibetan Realm Condensation Period, he can exert a little power and kill the Yinxia Period.

If all the power is exerted and the destruction of the world is far more than just killing the Yinxia Period!

Airplanes!......

A sword roar rang out of the air.

The Yuan Power of the Dragon Buqi has been consumed, this is undoubtedly like a ghost spell urging life!

While!......

A stab in his back, splashing dazzling sparks!

didn't break through his strong physique, but shook him away.

Call!

He couldn't keep flying in the sky, like a meteorite, roaring and falling to the ground!

Smashed into the lake next to the town.

Rumble!

Stir up boundless water waves, like landslides, like tsunamis!

Airplanes!......

A figure dressed in black and wearing a skull mask slowly emerged from the air.

The warriors in the town changed color in shock.

"Bad luck killer!"

"How many enemies does this young dragon knight have?"

"He used the holy weapon just now, and he has exhausted his Yuan Force, and this is the end!"