Chapter 160: Slaying the Dragon, But That's It!

Huang Long, who was trying to dodge the attack with earth-destroying energy that attacked behind him, sadly found that his noble dragon clan was no different from an ant in the hands of this human being!

A small fist appeared in his dragon's eye, gently, without a trace of air, as if there was no slightest strength, but it was such a light punch, but it made Huang Long feel hopeless, at this moment he was like a lizard that was constantly struggling, but he was countless times bigger than the lizard.

Seeing the danger of the Yellow Dragon, the silver dragon Murrick Huivert and the blue dragon Arthuritako found that their every move seemed to be firmly monitored by the human who was unscrupulously dragging the tail of the Yellow Dragon, and they had a feeling that as long as they made a move, the result would be death, so they couldn't help but hesitate for a moment.

It was the moment they hesitated, Qin Feng's left fist was lightly imprinted on the head of the Huang Long who was thrown up, there was no huge energy vibration as they imagined, there was no huge noise they imagined, Qin Feng's fist seemed to be smashed into the air, without the slightest energy fluctuation.

Just when the silver dragon Murrick Huivert and the blue dragon Arthuri Tako breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Qin Feng had not hit, a strong muffled sound suddenly came out of the yellow dragon's huge body, and the huge head that he had always held proudly hung down softly at this moment, and the lantern-sized eyes gradually became hollow.

Ancient Chinese martial arts - Seven Wounds Boxing.

As if he had done something insignificant, Qin Feng casually threw down the corpse of the Yellow Dragon, which was already dead, and looked at the frightened silver dragon Murik Huivert and the blue dragon Arthuritako and smiled, revealing their white teeth.

This smile could have been said to be very chic, but in the eyes of the silver dragon and the blue dragon, it was like a demon's smile, which made them shiver coldly.

"Next. Qin Feng put away his smile. Said slowly in a voice without the slightest emotion,

"Roar~~ Arthuritako, you run away, go back and report to His Majesty the Dragon Emperor, and ask him to avenge me!" The silver dragon Murrick Huitt roared violently, rushed towards Qin Feng, and ordered the blue dragon Arthuritako without looking back.

Qin Feng smiled and shook his head, a hint of mockery flashed in the corner of his eyes. Are you qualified?

Silver Dragon, as the existence of the dragon clan second only to the three-headed golden dragon and the dark demon dragon, must have its superiority, that is, dragon magic, although their physical body is not as strong as the dark demon dragon, but their earth dragon magic is ranked first, it can be said that the silver dragon is the magician in the dragon clan!

Since it's a magician, its main means of attack is magic attack, but now I don't know if it's dizzy or what. The silver dragon Murik Xiu Ivert actually rushed up to fight Qin Feng hand-to-hand, didn't he see how the earth-based yellow 'colored' dragon whose defensive ability ranked first in the dragon clan just now died?

The white shadow flashed, and Qin Feng had already disappeared in place, making the Murik Xiuivert who rushed over pounce and hurriedly looked back. saw that Qin Feng was already standing on top of the head of the trembling blue dragon Arthuri Tako, looking at him mockingly.

"How did you do it, I've sealed off the space around me, it's impossible for you to use the space magic land!" asked the silver dragon Murik Huivert incredulously.

Qin Feng didn't answer either. The right foot stepped down gently, and the blue dragon's whole body shook, and the huge dragon eye, which was originally crystal clear, suddenly opened, and gradually lost its vitality, like a kite with a broken string, falling straight to the ground.

"No~~~" The silver dragon looked at the corpse of the blue dragon that fell down, and let out a sad sigh.

"Don't be too sad, I'll send you down right away. You'll be able to meet them. Qin Feng's voice without the slightest emotion, like the bell of death, made the silver dragon Murik Huivert, who was already more than 10,000 years old, couldn't help but tremble a few times.

A determined look flashed in the eyes of the silver dragon Muriksiuivet's huge earth, and he slammed into the air, and with the help of his broken wings, he staggered to a halt in the air, spit out a mouthful of dragon blood and condensed it into an impenetrable wall of blood around him, and then recited a long list of incantations-

"The dragon god that began in ancient times. Countless years of bloodline. Hidden in the depths of your soul is the dignity of your people, Murik Huvette Lawrence Yetnavas Mutari. Willing to dedicate my life, ask for your help, the dragon god descends ~~~"

Just when his eyes were "exposed" and excited "color", and when he was about to pronounce the last word, he suddenly felt his neck tighten, and a face that he would never forget appeared in front of him - Qin Feng!

"How is that possible...... That wall of blood just now...... But I use my ...... The blood at the tip of the heart is condensed, and it is claimed to be ...... Absolutely Defensive ...... A wall of dragon's blood...... How did you...... Probably so soon...... Just break through ......," the silver dragon Murik Huivert, who was pinched to the point, said intermittently and with difficulty.

"There is no absolute defense in this world, and even if there is, it is only relative to the energy of this level, when my energy far exceeds your energy, then, I can easily break through your defense. Qin Feng said coldly.

"Thank you...... But...... You...... I can't live either...... I've ...... Start self-destructing...... We'll ...... The ...... who died together Haha......" A trace of "color" flashed in Yinlong's eyes, and he said intermittently, as if he saw the "color" of the scene where Qin Feng and himself exploded into dust together.

Qin Feng still had a faint mockery on his face, and his fierce right hand turned into a white "color", in the shape of a claw with a trace of black "color" gas, and fiercely "inserted" into the brain of the silver dragon Murik Huivert, known as the strongest dragon skull in the dragon's body, like foam, was scratched and cracked! When he retracted it, Qin Feng was already holding a palm-sized stone with a silver glow in his hand, which was stained with a trace of white brain.

Ancient Chinese martial arts - Nine Yin White Bone Claw.

"Ah~~~" Silver Dragon Murrick Huivert screamed miserably, looking at the stone in Qin Feng's hand with a desperate face.

"This is your magic crystal, you blew yourself up to blow up this magic crystal, and now I took it out, why did you blow it up?" Qin Feng raised the piece of magic crystal belonging to the silver dragon Murik Xiuivert in his hand and sneered.

"You devil...... Ryujin-sama...... I won't let you go!" "Silver Dragon Murrick Huivert looked at Qin Feng intermittently with his lantern-sized dragon eyes open, and the eyeballs in his sockets gradually became hollow.

Slay the dragon. But that's it.

Qin Feng didn't care at all, he quickly landed on the ground, threw a punch towards a clearing by the lake, and smashed a big hole, and then a tiger sword appeared in his hand, slashing towards the neck of the corpse of the silver dragon Murik Huivert, and spurting out the blood 'liquid' towards the big pit that had just been smashed.

After the dragon blood of the silver dragon Murik Xiu Ivert was exhausted, he put the dragon blood of the blue dragon Arthur Ritako and the yellow dragon Rivakona into the big pit according to the method just now. A thick smell of blood wafted from the pit.

"Wangcai, get your boss over. Qin Feng was loyally guarding the little lion who had been taken away by the tiger spirit outside the hundred zhang.

A flash of silver lightning flashed, and Wangcai had already come to Qin Feng with the little lion (hereinafter called Tiger Spirit).

"Qin boy, you girl, how are you going to toss my old man, don't you declare a personal vendetta, I know I used to have a lot of mouths, but. That's also for your own good, don't joke with me about this matter that is related to my lifelong happiness......" The tiger spirit, which had already occupied the body of the little lion, sent out a pitiful spiritual energy fluctuation towards Qin Feng.

"Come on, you think I'm such a stingy person, shut up for me, I remember in the "Martial Arts" that there is a healing ground exercise called bone continuation of the pulse. The first time you use it, do you want to try it?" Qin Feng interrupted Hu Lu and asked.

"Hey, do I have a choice now? Try it, if it really doesn't work. I'll just go back to your sea of knowledge. Tiger replied helplessly.

"Wangcai, you protect the Dharma for me, this exercise will take about three days and three nights to perform, remember not to let anything interrupt me!" Qin Feng told Wangcai.

"Don't worry, Boss Feng, with me, unless it is their Dragon Emperor or above who is a master, I can easily kill them. "Wangcai Chao Qin Feng said.

"Xiaobai. Let's start, wait a minute, you remember to use your spiritual energy to protect your brain, it is best to strengthen the structure of your brain, after all, although the body of this little lion is strong, it is still difficult to withstand such a huge amount of spiritual energy of yours, leave the rest to me!" Qin Feng said towards the tiger.

"Qin boy, everything is handed over to you, please. ”

Qin Feng stopped talking. In my mind, I recalled the method of connecting bones and continuing the veins in the "Martial Classics". Then he picked up the firmament trick, suddenly. His whole body was shrouded in a piece of golden light, and then, Qin Feng turned the (little lion) tiger spirit into a dragon blood pit, and the firmament in his body began a slow repair project along the little lion's originally weak meridians.

The greatest effect of dragon blood is to heal injuries, and it is rumored that as long as there is still a breath, no matter how many injuries are suffered, they can be cured immediately, which is why Qin Feng slaughtered the three-headed dragon.

For three days and three nights, when Qin Feng withdrew the firmament energy from the body of the tiger spirit, the internal organs that were originally displaced by the tiger spirit had been restored to their original position, and the originally broken bones were also connected, but the tiger spirit did not wake up, as if he was asleep, no matter how Qin Feng called, there was no reaction.

Moreover, a thin blood-red "color" thread gradually appeared around the tiger's body in the dragon's blood pit, slowly wrapping the tiger's body inside, like a silkworm cocoon, and beating like a heart, which made Qin Feng scream weirdly.