The dragon flame turned into a dragon in anger, and its true body was dozens of feet long. The huge dragon body coiled up, like a thick red cloud that directly divided the sky and the earth into two boundaries.

At this moment, except for the spirit pot that still releases powerful demonic energy within a radius of 300 feet for unknown purposes, it is Longyan's side that attracts the most attention.

Moreover, Dragon Flame's dragon body is completely different from that of a real dragon. He originally had the body of a molten dragon, and after acquiring the inheritance of dragon blood and practicing in Longtan, his body still did not change much. The main reason was that he received the true inheritance in terms of dragon energy.

The heat radiated from the dragon's body covered Xuanjing Mountain, and even the monster spirit pot was inferior to him. The dragon scales on Dragon Flame's body were made up of pieces of molten rock, and the blazing red light in the seams was extremely eye-catching.

, the rich flame emanating from his body surface has reached the level of Samadhi True Fire.

The physical strength of a true dragon in the realm of inheritance is comparable to that of a three-legged heavenly treasure, and its defensive power is astonishing.

Looking at the huge coiled dragon above his head, Duan Feiying shivered like never before. Feeling the huge heat and violent dragon energy emanating from the dragon flame, he suddenly felt that he was a little too reckless.

If he is a descendant of the wandering dragon clan and has not received the orthodox inheritance, then the power of this dragon will definitely not make him afraid.

But if you get the true inheritance of the dragon clan and go to a place that specializes in inheriting the dragon veins to practice for a period of time, then the power of this dragon will become extremely terrifying.

As the wind and thunder iron wings vibrated, the power of wind and thunder stirred wildly, but when encountering the king of beasts and the emperor of demons, Duan Feiying became inexplicably frightened.

This was not all due to Duan Feiying's fear due to Long Yan's excessive strength. In fact, part of his fear came from the blood of the violent Iron Peng in his body.

The demon essence blood and Duan Feiying merged into one early. Although he is a human monk, he is actually part of the evil demon blood. In this world, any evil demon will spontaneously feel fear when facing a real dragon.

, this feeling naturally comes from the magic of heaven and earth.

"roar!"

In just a short moment, the dragon flame transformed into a dragon. The huge dragon body was extremely majestic. Looking around, no one dared to stop and watch inside and outside Xuanjing Mountain. All the more than 200,000 monks retreated hastily, for fear of the fluctuation of divine power caused by the confrontation between the two powerful men again.

Hurt yourself.

Looking at Duan Feiying, who was trembling all over, a disdainful emotion flashed in Long's eyes. As the dragon's power spread, the dragon's flames sounded like ancient bells and thunder, and he shouted contemptuously: "Just Tie Peng, how dare you violate Long's power? Duan Feiying, why don't you retreat?"

No retreat.”

The dragon's energy spurted out, although it was invisible but full of power. Compared with the dragon's flame, Duan Feiying felt as small as an ant.

However, his temper is different from that of his younger brother Duan Feihe. Duan Feihe is the kind of person who bullies good and is afraid of evil. When you meet someone who is weaker than yourself, he will torture you with a hundred damaging ideas, but when you meet someone who is not afraid of trouble, you will never be able to do it.

If he is strong, he will kneel on the ground and kowtow to ensure that he will not be beaten.

But Duan Feiying is different. He has been looked down upon by others since he was a child, and he has developed a violent temper in his heart. Whenever he encounters someone who is more ruthless than himself, not only will he not bow his head, but he will also fight you endlessly.

And Long Yan didn't intend to make the situation impossible to end at the beginning. As soon as his true form appeared, he was ready to scare Duan Feiying away. Even if he offended Shenglongshan by doing so, it wouldn't be a big deal. After all, he was not of the true dragon lineage.

The young master's background is several levels different, and he is not qualified to make random enemies. Moreover, he also wants to save some energy to see what is going on with the spiritual pot.

However, Long Yan never expected that Duan Feiying was still a coward. His trembling hands and feet were cold before, but when he heard that Long Yan despised him, he immediately blew up the temple.

"Retreat? Damn it, when I traveled across Kunzhou, I never met anyone who could ask me to retreat. Your surname is Long. Today, I will peel off your dragon skin in front of the monks of Lingzhou."

Duan Feiying roared angrily, bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on his palms. Then he held the hook bone knife in both hands and roared loudly. Behind him, the sound of wind, thunder and iron wings suddenly became louder. In an instant,

The space turned into two huge iron wings that spread out to a length of five or six feet.

The essence and blood transformed into form, stimulating the origin. Duan Feiying used a skill second only to the divine power of sacrifice. His momentum skyrocketed again. The sky was filled with the power of wind and thunder, and the hook-bone giant knife also chopped down mountains and seas.

Wherever it passes, the space is shattered, and it feels like the world is being destroyed.

On the hilltop not far away, the white-faced young master saw that Duan Feiying did not retreat but took the initiative to rush forward. His face flushed with excitement. He switched his feet on the ground and waved a flag and shouted: "Long Yan, give me his wind and thunder iron wings."

He tore it up and used it as a fan to fight against his grandfather's Dragon Guard. He's so damn ignorant. Let him see how powerful the Dragon Clan is."

The shouting of the white-faced young master made many people frown and look at the mountain top, thinking that you are just watching the excitement and are not afraid of causing trouble. But if you think about it carefully, you are from the Dragon Clan, so of course you are not afraid of causing trouble.

Thinking like this, a fiery collision later pulled everyone's attention back. When they looked again, they saw Duan Feiying holding a hook bone knife and slashing at Long Yan's body. The broad-backed scimitar was incredibly powerful, and he slashed at Long Yan.

A burst of dazzling sparks appeared on the dragon's scales.

And Dragon Flame's defense was also amazing. That shocking sword failed to break his dragon scales.

In fact, this is not surprising. The dragon clan has always been famous for its physical strength. Once a giant dragon transforms, many spiritual and mysterious magic powers can no longer be used. However, to make up for this shortcoming, the physical strength of the dragon body will be enhanced by the martial arts.

The circulation of Dharma and divine power also exploded without limit.

So Long Yan didn't pay attention to Duan Feiying's knife at all.

The dragon's body swung, and the huge dragon tail whipped towards him with the sound of roaring wind. Duan Feiying immediately lowered his head to let go of the blow. The dragon's tail was close to his scalp and swept over. The burning pain shocked Duan Feiying.

Cold sweat.

Then he held out a knife forward, his wrist trembling wildly, the light of the knife vibrating on the back of the broad and thick knife, and he unleashed fifty sword energy, all of which hit Long Yan.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...

Puff puff puff...

The fifty or so sword qi hitting the dragon's scales made a crisp impact sound at first, but because Duan Feiying's cultivation level was not bad, after the sword qi unfolded, its stamina began to kick in, and it actually swept out seven weapons on Long Yan's body.

Eight knife marks.

The dragon's blood was sprinkled with fierce flames, and Long Yan also frowned in pain, but he did not cry out, but the injury greatly stimulated the ferocity in his body.

Whoosh!

The dragon's claws swept across Duan Feiying's chest at a tricky angle. With a click, all the double divine armor shattered. Then the dragon flames turned around and opened their mouths to spray out. The boundless samadhi true fire turned into a wave of fire, directly

Duan Feiying was swallowed up on the spot.

"Asshole!"

Duan Feiying took a big gulp of Samadhi True Fire, and his face turned pale as white paper. He took a deep breath, squirted out the dragon energy with another squirt of blood, turned around, and swept the wind and thunder iron wings on Long Yan's face.

The wind and thunder iron wings were also extremely sharp, sparking countless sparks on Long Yan's face. Long Yan had to close his eyes, but then when he turned around, he lifted his belly claws from bottom to top, and just swept Duan Feiying's chest.

superior.

Pfft...

The three-fingered dragon claws were as sharp as artifacts. With a crash, three bloody claw marks appeared on Duan Feiying's chest.

The injury was extremely serious, blood was spilled, and Duan Feiying flew upside down in pain.

After the fight reached this point, the two people finally distinguished themselves. When Long Yan saw that Duan Feiying was seriously injured and flew back, he swung his dragon body, and one of them soared for nine days, thousands of miles across, and flew over with two swish.

The claws grabbed Duan Feiying's two wind and thunder iron wings with great precision.

Snap!

The dragon's body coiled up and tightly wrapped around Duan Feiying, and its abdominal claws pressed down on Duan Feiying's arms. The dragon's head reached forward, and it opened its mouth and asked, "Do you accept it?"

Duan Feiying stared with bright red blood on his lips and said stubbornly: "I don't accept it."

"You bastard, I've beaten you like this and you don't accept it. Isn't it shameful?" At this moment, the white-faced young master who saw Long Yan restraining Duan Feiying and two followers bypassed the shroud of the spirit pot.

Feiying flew over and with his hands behind his back, he pointed at Duan Feiying's nose and cursed: "Duan, don't think that just because Shenglong Mountain has a foothold in Kunzhou, the Duan family can despise the world."

Okay, there are so many people in this world that you cannot afford to offend. Count them yourself. You are still very young to snatch the treasure from me."

Yes, it was not Long Yan who took a fancy to the spiritual pot, but this fair-faced young man.

Duan Feiying couldn't move, his eyes were filled with resentment, and he turned to the young master and said, "Who are you? You have the guts to tell me your name."

When the white-faced young man heard this, he became furious. He stepped forward and hit Duan Feiying on the brain with a bang.

Don't look at the strength he used, and it didn't hurt Duan Feiying at all. He just vented his anger. But this time, Duan Feiying was even more angry than Long Yan's scratch on his chest, because Duan Feiying felt that this action was equal to an insult.

He, it's a pity that he was tightly entangled by the dragon flames and couldn't move. Otherwise, Duan Feiying would definitely not let go of this greasy-faced boy so easily.

"Asshole, when you talk to me, you have to call me me, do you understand? Do you understand, do you understand?" The white-faced young master ignored Duan Feiying's vicious eyes and hit Duan Feiying's head several times with his knuckles before he stopped.

Duan Feiying was so angry that smoke was coming out of both nostrils.

"Did you ask about my identity? Don't tell me about you. Your father has to call me "Master" when he comes over. His grandfather doesn't know any etiquette. Long Yan, tore off his wind, thunder and iron wings.

." The white-faced young master is full of high spirits and style.

But when Long Yan heard the sound, he didn't listen. He stayed silent for a few breaths. Then Long Yan moved and with a loud sound, he pushed Duan Feiying out with his head. Duan Feiying's head was so heavy that he hit it hard, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Several feet high.
Chapter completed!