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Chapter Forty-three

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The divine dragon transformed from a violent flame twisted and struggled hard in the hands of the Luanfeng King Luanxue, but its head was deeply held by the five fingers of the Luanfeng King Luanxue, and its body was like a long whip of flames, thrusting fiercely at the swaying flames and wind...

In an instant, the violent flames flew everywhere, and faint fire marks were drawn in the space. The flames and wind trembled violently, and Ao Feng's chest was shaken. The huge pressure seemed to hit his body. The dragon Zhan, who was dancing wildly in his hand, couldn't help but stagnate for a moment. The speed of the flames and wind slowed down, and then several tyrannical flames burned towards Ao Feng's dragon body.

"Ah!" Ao Feng couldn't help but snorted in pain. Dragon Zhan danced, dispersing the wisps of flames and reintegrating into the huge flames.

"Hahaha!" Seeing Ao Feng's look so embarrassed that he was burned by the flames, Luanfeng King Luan laughed wildly, playing with a super-level divine beast, which made him feel a strange pleasure in his heart. He immediately swung the fire dragon, and his divine power was stretched straight. Then he threw it out like a spear, stabbing Ao Feng who was struggling in the flames and wind.

"Luan Blood, you dare!" Huo Wu shouted angrily, and his body rushed up quickly, and instantly appeared in front of the fire dragon. With his palms closed, the flames filled his body instantly poured into his palms, "Dan Feng Chaoyang!"

"Chirp!"

With a sharp sound of the phoenix, a phantom of a nine-day phoenix burst out between Huo Wu's palms. His wings spread out, outlining nine-colored fire marks in the air, and collided at the fire dragon five feet away.

"Do not go!" Luanfeng Wang Luan's face changed. Although Huo Wu's strength is not weak, he is only at the intermediate level of the sacred level. This fire dragon contains the divine power of the fire flame golden-eyed beast at the God-level, which Huo Wu absolutely cannot resist.

What Luanfeng King Luan Blood wants is Huo Wu's super-level phoenix bloodline. Only when Huo Wu willingly gives it, Luanfeng King can obtain a complete bloodline inheritance. How could he let Huo Wu's fragrance disappear? He waved a divine power in his right hand. The Fire Dragon instantly twisted and turned strangely, and actually bypassed Huo Wu's bombardment like lightning and instantly drilled into the storm of flames.

The nine-day phoenix phantom hit the body of the Luanfeng King Luan Blood, but Huo Wu was disappointed in an instant. The Phoenix Hokage did not hurt the Luanfeng King Luan Blood at all, but it just caused the flames on the surface of the Luanfeng King's body to fluctuate violently...

The fire dragon penetrated into the flame wind, but was not triggered by the rotating flame wind, and directly crashed into Ao Feng.

"Ah!" Ao Fengshang shouted, and the Dragon Battle Gun stopped instantly, "Huh Huh Huh!" The momentum in the flames and wind suddenly changed, and flames as thick as fire dragons gathered towards Ao Feng.

"Swish!" Ao Feng's Dragon Battle Gun swung wildly, and all the flames attacking Ao Feng instantly gathered on the Dragon Battle Gun, "The Rage Dragon goes out to sea!"

"Roar!" The angry dragon formed by the flames roared wildly, and instantly hit the fire dragon. With a shocking roar, a ring-shaped shock wave spread out in an instant, and the flames were divided into two pieces by the shock wave ring, as if it was cut in half.

The angry dragon, who twisted his body wildly, broke into a big hole on the wind barrier. Ao Feng flashed and broke free from the aura that was condensed on his body in an instant. After the angry dragon, he rushed towards the blood of the phoenix king.

"It's interesting!" A touch of fun flashed in the bloody eyes of Luanfeng King Luan, "Then let me see what skills do the super-level dragon have!"

"Break!" Luanfeng King Luanxue looked at the angry dragon that was hitting in front of him, and gently poked out a finger and pressed it on the forehead of the angry dragon. Even the flames spewed out from the dragon's mouth had already burned to the Luanfeng King's wrist.

"Crack!" With an extremely crisp sound, the angry dragon formed by the whole flame seemed to be frozen in an instant, and then it quickly cracked under the finger of the Luanfeng King Luan Blood. The fine cracks instantly crawled across the entire flame angered dragon.

Ao Fenglong war gun swung his back, raised his left hand and slapped it hard on the dragon's tail. "Crack" and "Boom!" The entire flame-angry dragon collapsed instantly, and a bunch of flames flew everywhere, and the extremely sharp momentum instantly hit Ao Feng's heart. "Ding!" A dragon scale in Ao Feng's chest instantly cracked, Ao Feng flew backwards instantly, his heart twitched violently, "Puff!", and a trace of light golden blood flashing with purple light overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Wind!" Huo Wu shouted in a coquettish voice, spread her arms, and rushed behind Ao Feng in an extremely fast manner, hugging Ao Feng's body that kept retreating.

"Haha!" The two of them stabilized their bodies. Ao Feng swallowed a mouthful of blood in his mouth with difficulty. Looking at Huo Wu with a loving face, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I didn't expect that you, my husband and I would meet in this situation!"

Huo Wu bit her lip, wrapped her right hand around Ao Feng's waist, raised her left hand gently, wiped away the blood from the corner of Ao Feng's mouth, and said softly: "I thought you were not coming to find me anymore! Stinky brat!"

Hearing the familiar and seemingly long-lost 'boy', Ao Feng's heart trembled. He looked at Huo Wu's slightly thin face and smiled faintly, "Haha, why dare not come to find a big wife, hahaha!"

The two of them had a blend of moods. At this moment, they seemed to have completely forgotten the surging sea of ​​fire around them, and forgot the blood of the phoenix king who was eyeing each other. They looked at each other's reflection in their eyes.

Luanfeng King Luanxue's face was gloomy, he snorted coldly, and shouted: "Huo Wu, as long as you are willing to hand over the Nine Heavens Chifeng bloodline obediently, I will let you two go. I am not a villain who wants to break up the couple!"

"Hahaha!" Before Huo Wu could speak, Ao Feng laughed wildly. Long Zhan's spear tip pointed at Luanfeng King slanted and said with a smile: "Haha, don't think about it. You don't deserve to have super-level bloodlines?" The bloodline of Jiutian Chifeng was found by Ao Feng after thousands of hardships. Huo Wu has perfectly integrated his bloodlines into his body. If he forcibly forced his bloodlines out, Huo Wu would definitely be seriously injured, and it is not impossible to even die. Ao Feng didn't believe it at all when Luanfeng King said that he would let him go.

"You..." Luanfeng Wang Luan looked at Zhang Kuangfeng with a angrily eyes and said coldly: "Little guy, you must know that there are no elders of your dragon clan here, so you should be more restrained, otherwise, one finger of this king will be enough to wipe you out!"

"Oh?" Ao Feng raised his eyebrows, looked down at Huo Wu in his arms, and smiled and said, "Mistress Wuwu, what do you think you should do?"

Huo Wu raised her head, and a deep obsession flashed on her heroic pretty face, and the corner of her mouth raised slightly, "I don't care, you have the final say, but don't think about letting me leave you. Auntie promised your father to protect you for the rest of your life!"

"Uh..." Ao Feng heard Huo Wu's bad reason, his eyes were slightly hot. With his wife like this, what else can his husband ask for? Ao Feng's heart suddenly had a long-lost sense of pride. In this divine world, because his strength was far inferior to many masters, Ao Feng suddenly realized that he had no ambitions of the past. He laughed wildly: "Okay, let us and my wife meet this top-notch master in the divine world for a while!"

Ao Feng has already seen the super strength of his brother Long Ziba, which is the peak existence in the East Asian god world. Although the Luanfeng King Luan Blood is not weak, Ao Feng feels that he is much different from the realm of Long Ziba.

"First-class?" Luanfeng Wang Luan raised his bloody brow and snorted coldly: "Boy, you have to think clearly. Huo Wu handed over the Nine Heavens Chifeng bloodline, and you still have a glimmer of hope. If you fight with me, you will definitely be seeking death!"

"Hehe!" Ao Feng lowered his head and stared at Huo Wu's beautiful eyes, and chuckled: "Mistress Wuwu, have you noticed that these guys in the God Realm are actually narcissistic!"

"You are looking for death!" When Luanfeng King Luanxue saw Ao Feng's unrestrained appearance, he seemed to have not taken him seriously at all. He shouted angrily, raised his fingers, and a fire line shot out, and instantly turned into a red cloud in the air, covering Ao Feng. The fire cloud looked extremely peaceful and seemed to be no longer as warm as it was, but the space around it was clearly distorted.

Fire Cloud's speed is extremely slow, but it also has a strange domain power. It seems that no matter how Ao Feng and the other two dodge, they will fall into it.

Ao Feng's face was still light and a lazy smile was filled with a hint of laziness. He could find Huo Wu again and embraced her in his arms. Ao Feng was not afraid of any challenges. Huo Wu looked at Ao Feng's comfortable expression and his eyes were obsessed. At this time, Ao Feng had an extremely magical charm.

He suddenly leaned down and kissed Huo Wu's red lips as if he was squinting water. He suddenly grew up and waved his body, and shouted loudly: "Well, that firebird, look at me, you are ruining your fire!"

"Puff!" A wisp of magic fireworks spun on Ao Feng Long Zhan, and the divine power in his right arm gathered on the tip of the spear, and the spear penetrated into the red cloud. What surprised Ao Feng was that he did not feel any resistance, and Long Zhan was as if he had pierced into cotton candy.

"Don't let me go!" Ao Fengshang shouted, holding the Long Zhan gun handle in his hands, shaking it hard, trying to stir up the red cloud, but Long Zhan seemed to sink into the mud. The red clouds were like sticky glue, all attached to Long Zhan, and even slowly flowed towards Ao Feng along the Long Zhan gun handle.
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