Huang Cong's body was like electricity, and he swung his right arm again and smashed it violently at the other party, the Western mage did not have any reservations, and hid in the air with all his strength, keeping a certain distance, as his hand continued to form strange gestures, and then a unique wave of power spread in the air.

The earth seemed to tremble, giving people a feeling of palpitations, and at the same time, the space in the sky also became distorted, as if a trapped demon was about to be born, with a strong violent aura about to suddenly appear, at this time, someone in the audience exclaimed: "Oh my God, at this time, the unique summoning spell of Western mages can summon some strong and dead undead as a battle!"

With this shout, many people's expressions began to move, wanting to see the power of this special exercise, so that they would not suffer if they encountered this type of opponent in the future, of course, more people wanted to see how the young man on the other side of the martial arts field should deal with it, after all, this was his first battle, what kind of attitude he would take to end this battle, and everyone was talking about it and looking forward to it.

Finally, Huang Cong was still a step slower, and the Western mage shouted with the last shout, and the unique power fluctuation in mid-air became even stronger, and with a muffled sound, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, a black hole was suddenly broken in the place where the original power fluctuated, and then a dragon more than seven or eight zhang long jumped out of the black hole.

"Roar"

The sound of the earth-shattering dragon resounded throughout the Golden Immortal Academy, making countless spectators tremble, and with the appearance of the dragon out of thin air, a violent wind suddenly swept in the center of the entire martial arts arena, blowing dust on the ground.

Huang Cong stood in the center of the martial arts arena like an iron pillar without moving half a step, carefully looking at this dragon, the dragon seemed to be transparent, only its god did not do it, even so, the huge power emanating from its body could not deny its combat effectiveness. Since this was the first time he had fought against this substance, he didn't rush to make a move, but quietly observed.

At this time, the Western mage on the opposite side showed a smile. Said: "This is just a dead dragon, I just use his soul to fight, but don't underestimate him, although it is just a dragon, but it contains a trace of true dragon power." It's an honor to play against a master like you today, show your true strength, and let's compete against each other!"

Huang Cong nodded, from the other party's practice in the last battle, he was full of a good impression of this Western mage, at this time, since the other party had already pointed out, he did not have any hesitation, with the shock of his body, a huge yuan force fluctuation spread out from his body, and a faint white light enveloped his body.

With the dragon's roar again. As soon as the Western mage gestured, the huge dragon tail of the dragon swept straight away in an instant, with a piercing sound of breaking the air, and the speed was obviously extremely fast.

Huang Cong didn't dodge or dodge, he stepped forward, and the entire martial arts arena trembled, and then his right fist swung out violently, and a violent Yuan Force fluctuation suddenly erupted.

"What is he doing, do you want to use your own strength to resist the power of a dragon, oh my God. Is that a dragon?" At this moment, many people had doubts in their hearts, even if many people believed that the young man in the center of the martial arts arena could bring everyone amazing scenes again and again, but at this time, they saw this scene. I can't help but think about it.

Huang Cong's fierce punch or a fiery golden fist, the powerful force caused a series of distortions in the surrounding space, but if the skill is deep, it can be seen that this is not the power of a punch, but his speed is extremely fast, and he punches ten times in a row at the same time, obviously trying to resist with force.

With a loud muffled sound. As if the whole space was swaying, this punch hit the dragon's tail with unmistakable accuracy, a supreme force wantonly plundered in the field, the entire ground was flying sand and stones, the dragon's tail was deflected, swept in the distance of about three zhang in front of Huang Cong, a huge ravine suddenly appeared, and at the same time, he also took several steps back to stabilize his body.

Huang Cong was amazed in his heart, that punch contained the indestructible ice qi that only caused the Jiaolong, who only had no god to move, to shift its position, and he also took a few steps back, which showed how strong that trace of true dragon power was.

The figure of the Western mage suspended in the air was also a little unstable, after all, this dragon soul was controlled by him, and he almost fell to the ground, obviously the young man on the ground was stronger than he imagined.

This abrupt look shocked both sides in their hearts, and what was even more shocking were those onlookers, who knew that the young man in the field could even compete with the inheritance of the true holy beast Qilin, not to mention this dragon that had long since died.

On the high platform, those real powerhouses and famous people also nodded constantly, the Western mage in the field was obviously not high, but he could summon undead spirits such as Jiaolong to fight, which showed the depth of his attainments, and more was to recognize that the young man of the Eastern Department did not fall behind under a punch, which shows the depth of his combat power.

"Come again!"

With a loud shout from the Western Mage, the seven-eight-foot-long Jiaolong roared again, and suddenly a more violent wind shook in the field.

Although the dragon is a dead thing, it is alive under the control of the summoner, and a huge body of dead qi suddenly erupts in the center of the martial arts arena, countless scales flickering in the scorching sun, and every time the four thick dragon claws wave, the surrounding space will inevitably lack a ripple, and no one doubts the strength contained in it.

In Huang Cong's opinion, although Jiaolong has a dragon character, it is not a real dragon after all, not to mention that it is just a dead soul, so at this moment, he is not afraid of his body like lightning and takes the initiative to rush forward, his hands keep shooting out a series of rival fist qi, and the surrounding wind not only did not affect his pace, but aroused the blood in his body even more.

At the same time, the dragon also moved, quickly reversed the huge dragon body, and used its huge body to sweep the youth on the opposite side, with the heavy dragon tail blow, Huang Cong did not dare to solve the problem and instantly turned into an afterimage to avoid the past, in the rumbling sound, the stone ****, the sand covered the sky, and the first few viewers under the huge force were hit by the **** stones, but fortunately, the martial arts field was so large, when the stones flew in, all the strength had been consumed. So it's fine.

By the time the smoke and dust cleared, Huang Cong was already standing twenty meters away from Jiaolong's right, and before Jiaolong could turn his huge body again, he moved, and with the help of absolute speed, he once again burst out with a rival fist qi to attack Jiaolong's abdomen. However, this qiē completely happened between the lightning and flint, and when the dragon completely turned its body, it was too late to be prepared, and it suddenly rolled to the ground in mid-air without being caught off guard.

The moment the "boom" touched the ground, a huge crack spread directly in all directions.

Countless onlookers and cultivators were already stunned, and the qiē in front of them was completely beyond their imagination. It's just that they don't know one thing very clearly, that is, why the young man on the field keeps fighting against a dead dragon, instead of dealing with a Western mage in the sky, it is obvious that this dragon is controlled by him.

At this moment, Huang Cong had already been entangled with Jiaolong again, and Huang Cong kept shuttling between the sides of Jiaolong with the help of absolute speed like lightning, and the rival fist kept fighting. And Jiaolong used the advantage of his body to keep sweeping and colliding, one person and one Jiao jumped and tumbled on the martial arts field, the ground was windy, and the rocks were ****. The rival's fist is dazzling.

After more than a dozen rounds like this, Jiaolong was completely enraged, although he was only a revenant, and he was also a powerful revenant, but he was constantly provoked by a young man in front of him, who was not very tall, and suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, and under such a momentum, it was like the explosion of the Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder that echoed in the sky above the Golden Immortal Academy for a long time, and some cultivators who were slightly weaker had to cover their ears with their hands, which showed the huge power contained in it.

With this roar, Huang Cong's footsteps were also temporarily stopped. At this time, Jiaolong stared at the young man in front of him with a pair of red eyes, and then a pair of sharp claws flashing with a faint cold light suddenly attacked, with a piercing sound of breaking the air in an instant. No one doubted its sharpness, and it seemed to be able to tear apart this space after a single blow.

Huang Cong's brows were deeply locked, knowing that this blow could not be hardly solved, not to mention that the claws came too fast, he did not have any reservations, and "one step away" was used instantly. By the time the claws landed, he had already reached twenty meters away, and two huge deep pits suddenly appeared in the middle of the martial arts arena, and the loess was flying and the wind was blowing.

In just a stick of incense, the entire ground of the martial arts arena has been destroyed by one person and one Jiao, and everyone is fascinated by it, how can such a big battle not shock their hearts. Even some of the strong men on the high platform were talking to each other.

Jiaolong once again erected its huge body, although it was a Jiao soul, but the lack of blood-red eyes still made people cold, staring at the young man not far away.

At this time, a smile appeared on the corner of Huang Cong's mouth, not only at Jiaolong, but also at the Western mage in the sky, and shouted: "It's time for me to make a move next, you have to be careful!"

Suddenly, the momentum on his body climbed to a supreme point again, and a faint layer of white light enveloped his body, like an invincible god of war. It wasn't until this time that everyone reacted, and one of them trembled and said to himself, "What, that young man hasn't even gone all out?"

Another person next to him said disdainfully: "Nonsense, even the Martial King can be shaken with one punch, if this is his full strength, he will be a fart next!"

In the cheers of countless Oriental students, Huang Cong's fists were gradually covered by an indestructible layer of ice, and then transformed into a pair of ice and snow fist gloves, and a chilling chill instantly permeated the center of the entire martial arts arena.

With this abrupt change, even the dragon in the distance shook its huge body uneasily, as if it felt the powerful power contained in the hands of the weak young man in front of him. Despite this, it still took the initiative to rush over, shaking its huge body again and sweeping the dragon's tail with the help of the strength of the match.

Huang Cong didn't dodge or dodge, and shouted loudly: "Although your name is Jiaolong, at most it can be called a dragon tail, come on!" He strode forward, and two fists wrapped in ice qi suddenly swung out.

"Boom"

After a loud muffled sound, Huang Cong took two steps back again, and the dragon flew out directly upside down, and the place where the dragon's tail was hit by the ice and snow fist gloves was obviously darker, and suddenly the whole dragon looked extremely incongruous.

The corners of Huang Cong's mouth showed a smile again, just like what he thought in his heart, and then 'one step away', and instantly attacked again, Jiaolong was caught off guard and had to passively twist his huge body to guard against it, and for a while, the muffled sound of 'soldiers and soldiers' in the martial arts arena was endless.

Huang Cong is getting more and more excited at the moment, it is obvious that Jiaolong is not as good as before in terms of speed and strength at the moment, and for a while, the onlookers only saw a weak young man in the martial arts arena constantly jumping up, punching on the huge Jiaolong body, and the other party did not have the slightest ability to resist, and many people were speechless.

With more than 20 punches, the dragon is no longer the same, all the places that are hit are extremely dim, at this moment the whole dragon looks extremely funny, the color of the whole body is dark and light.

"This skin is really thick, it hurts my hands through the ice and snow gloves, I have to work hard!" Huang Cong sighed to himself, and stepped forward again, at this moment, the Western mage standing in the sky looked a little shaky and hurriedly shouted: "Slow, slow, don't fight anymore!"

"Why?" Huang Cong stopped and looked at him in surprise, obviously the battle was not over at this moment.

"I throw in the towel!" (To be continued.) )