After seeing Tianlang release the little dragon, Tie Kuangshi's face changed drastically and he did not dare to continue to entangle. He hurriedly drove the black dragon and fled to the main peak of the Knight Temple.
However, when he crossed several ridges and finally returned to the main peak, and saw the scene on the square on the mountainside, his face changed instantly, and his eyes were full of disbelief!
At this time, thousands of disciples had gathered on the square, and there were still countless figures gathered from all directions.
However, at this time, none of these disciples joined the battle, but left a huge open space of dozens of feet in a radius under the surround on the square.
Wu Zhanhun was dressed in black and was messy, holding a black iron stick in his hand, standing in the open space, his eyes raising his head to the sky.
In the air, the green dragon under Zuo Lengpan's seat was covered with scars of all sizes. Zuo Lengpan's upper body armor was even more broken. He shouted softly and pulled it away, revealing the strong upper body with its muscles.
Although there was no wound on Zuo Lengpan's body at this time, the heavy shield on his left arm had been completely broken, and blood flowed from the entire left arm, constantly trembling. A few bloodstains oozing from the corner of his mouth, which was obviously a great loss in the battle with Wu Zhanhun.
The moment Tie Kuangshi looked at him, it happened to be the moment Zuo Lengpan attacked again!
A fierce look flashed in his eyes, Zuo Lengpan's eyes were cold, and he shouted, instigated the Green Dragon to charge down, and launched a second charge in the air!
Under the second charge, the figure of the green dragon seemed to turn into a green cannonball, knocking the air along the way out of a banging sound of a sonic boom, whistling in!
Zuo Lengpan's body was like flames rising, and a vigorous green flame burst out, and influxed wildly towards his right arm in a violent surge.
Under the infusion of a large amount of fighting energy, a sharp spear light of more than one meter long was shot out from the dragon spear. It was as solid as the essence, and it opened a thin black line to the void along the way, as fast as lightning, and stabbed the Wu Zhan Soul fiercely!
Facing Zuo Lengpan's full-strength attack, even Wu Zhanhun felt a chill in his heart, revealing a solemn look. He was hung by the crystal blue spear, and he had the illusion that he could not avoid and could not resist!
However, the illusion, no matter how real it is, it is still an illusion! As long as it is strong enough, there will be no locks that cannot be avoided and no attacks that cannot be broken!
Almost as soon as Zuo Lengpan's attack was completed, Wu Zhanhun's pupils suddenly shrank, his feet moved together, and he stepped on a wonderful step, and he couldn't stop moving within a three-foot-meter-a-inch land. In an instant, he took countless steps!
In the eyes of ordinary people, Wu Zhanhun had no movement at all, but his body instantly became erratic!
But under Zuo Lengpan's amazing sight, the scene he saw was completely different. Even he could not keep up with the speed of Wu Zhanhun!
In his eyes, the martial war soul that was originally calm was instantly divided into countless afterimages, flashing and overlapping, with only a pair of bright eyes staring at himself tightly, and it was impossible to tell which one was true!
This unpredictable mysterious steps of the gods and ghosts impressed Tianlang when the Tianlang and Wu Zhanhun fought for the first time, and it was extremely headache. At this time, Wu Zhanhun used his full strength. The overlap of the afterimage immediately caused Zuo Lengpan's attack to lose its lock.
However, the speed was too fast under the second charge, and a hundred feet away was passing by in a blink of an eye, leaving no time for Zuo Lengpan to react.
What's more, this stunning attack had already accumulated all his fighting spirit, and he was even more determined to move forward. He could not stop it at all. Even if he lost the lock, he would definitely send it out.
In an instant, Zuo Lengpan concentrated all his mind in his eyes, and everything around him seemed to disappear, leaving only the overlapping phantoms that kept flashing and flashing. In his tight pupils, he finally captured a blurred trace!
"Where can you hide!" The light in your eyes bloomed. Zuo Lengpan shouted, carrying the fierce momentum of the giant dragon falling straight, and the spear in his hand suddenly stabbed out, and the fierce spear light stabbed towards the black shadow in his sight!
But just as the spear was stabbed out, Zuo Lengpan's heart sank suddenly, because at this moment, the afterimage captured in his sight actually split again!
During the previous process, although Wu Zhanhun's footwork was rapid, he still did not try his best. It was not until Zuo Lengpan's shot was really shot out that his eyes finally turned cold and he really put all his strength in his power!
Never use all your strength, never use your moves, leave yourself room for maneuver, and respond to changes skillfully. This is the fundamental essence of martial arts!
When Zuo Lengpan's desperate gambles and no longer has the power to respond, Wu Zhanhun finally waited for his own fighter and suddenly had a murderous intent!
The light flashed in his eyes, and with a low shout, Wu Zhanhun's footsteps quickly again! Although it was not much faster, it was enough!
I saw that the overlapping phantoms in the original three-foot radius suddenly dispersed, densely packed, and more numerous, but in the next moment, they all disappeared, and all the phantoms suddenly merged!
A black figure condensed in a state of calmness, as if standing forever, suddenly flashed!
As soon as his body was solidified, a piece of green sharp spear light tore out, whistling past the head of Wu Zhanhun. The sharp aura attracted the mind. A wisp of black broken hair floated up, suddenly blown away by the turbulent wind, scattered behind him.
After the spear, the green dragon's body rushed over, with a stubborn head and a flickering cold light on the sharp dragon horn, tearing toward Wu Zhanhun's chest!
Before he could see, the fierce storm brought by the flying dragon had already blown Wu Zhanhun's clothes all over his body, making his hair fluttering!
However, facing the impact of the green dragon, Wu Zhanhun's eyes showed excitement. Facing the fierce wind, he stepped out with his left foot and stepped forward. His whole body suddenly pulled open like an angry strong bow, holding the stick in both hands, and lifted it up high.
Under the infusion of internal force, a heavy golden light shone on the black iron rod, trembling gently, as if there was life, and it brought out the sound of wind and thunder, and swung hard:
"Sweep the thousands of troops!"
At this moment, Wu Zhanhun seemed to have turned into a great overlord, roaring wildly, and was domineering. The golden stick in his hand slapped hard on the huge dragon head of the green dragon.
The two dragon horns instantly shattered and shot out. On the huge dragon head, large pieces of scales shattered and splashed, half of the head was bleeding, and a tragic roar was made. The huge body was actually directly sucked by the Wu Zhan Soul.
The huge dragon body flew several feet in the air, falling to the ground with a bang, shattering the stone bricks in the square, dragging out a broken gully several feet wide, and drew dozens of feet away, knocking countless onlookers away, and finally stopped.
After stopping, the green dragon was so sluggish that half of its head was covered in blood and flesh. The scales on its body were also damaged because of violent sliding on the ground. Blood was rushing on the ground, roaring painfully, and even the strength to get up was gone.
Zuo Lengpan slowly walked out from behind the Green Dragon with a dragon spear. Although he was not injured much, he had exhausted all his fighting spirit. At this time, he was extremely weak, with a slightly pale face. Looking at his proud position in the distance, he was looking at his martial war soul disdainfully, his eyes were full of hatred, and he almost bit his steel teeth!
When the Iron Crazy Stone approached, he happened to see the shocking scene of Wu Zhanhun sucking Zuo Lengpan's eyes, and his face changed drastically. He was afraid that Zuo Lengpan would be in trouble, so he hurriedly flew closer.
When I saw that Zuo Lengpan was not seriously injured, Tie Kuangshi breathed a sigh of relief, forcibly suppressed his shock, suddenly turned around, looked at Wu Zhanhun with a cold look, pointed at the spear, and shouted loudly:
"The disciples of the Knight Temple obey orders! Charge step by step and dismember the Wu Zhan Soul to me!"
As the words of the Iron Crazy Stone fell, a sound of armor collisions suddenly sounded among the knights on the field, and they all instigated their mounts to step forward slowly. The battle circle that was originally a hundred feet in radius slowly compressed and came towards the Wu Zhan Soul.
In the sky, countless knights walked through the sky, almost covering the sky, and flew down from time to time, sweeping across the head of Wu Zhanhun.
However, although these knights were compressing the range, the knights all had their eyes flashed, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Wu Zhanhun, and no one dared to charge!
Faced with the pressure from many knights, Wu Zhanhun was not afraid at all, standing in the scene like a tall and long pine tree, with cold eyes scanning the surroundings.
The knights who were swept by the eyes of Wu Zhanhun were shocked and retreated in panic. The encirclement was shrinking suddenly and dispersed a little.
There is no way. The impression left by the martial war soul on them just now was too deep. The invincible dragon knight in their eyes was actually directly pulled away by the martial war soul.
The shocking scene crazily impacted their minds and raised infinite fear and awe of the Wu Zhan soul.
Although he knew that thousands of people were fighting together and the martial soul was hard to resist, the first one would definitely be in trouble.
There is no way, who can not attack remotely like cultivators? If you throw one magic weapon at a time, you can knock out the martial war soul to the death.
They launched an attack, but they had to get close to them!
Wu Zhanhun swept the stick, and even the giant dragon became like that. If it fell on him, his bones and tendons would be broken and his life would be lost.
At this time, the first attack on Wu Zhanhun is undoubtedly a death. No one does not cherish his life. Therefore, no one is willing to be the first to stand out, waiting for others to stand out, and then follow up and dismember the Wu Zhanhun.
Seeing that the disciples in the field were actually suppressed by Wu Zhanhun alone, they did not dare to step forward, Zuo Lengpan and Tie Kuangshi were anxious and angry, with extremely ugly faces. Zuo Lengpan pressed his anger and stepped forward, shouting loudly:
"What are you afraid of? He is just a man, and he is already at the end of his strength. Where is your courage as a knight? Charge immediately!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, before the many knights could react, an angry roar suddenly came from mid-air, followed by screams one after another.
Zuo Lengpan's face changed drastically and raised his head in horror, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
Under Zuo Lengpan's gloomy gaze, a fierce fire dragon dragged eight thick iron chains and roared in, with its wingspan spread across the sky, and opened its mouth and squirted out a burning dragon breath, immediately burning several knights to death, clearing a corner of the sky, and falling on the square with a bang!
The scales on the majestic dragon body with misty fire were tightly covered. Even with wounds, it still could not cover up the awesome dragon power of the sacred fire dragon. The four giant claws were strong and powerful, and they directly shattered the floor.
After landing on the ground, Xiaolong swept his eyes and instantly saw the figures of Tie Kuang Stone and Zuo Lengpan. A huge amount of hatred surged in the dragon's eyes and roared with his head raised.
Immediately afterwards, Xiaolong stared at the two of them with his eyes open and closed his mouth, and along a unique rhythm, he made low syllables. The sound of the dragon roar was high and clear, and it resonated with the air in a strange way, like singing and praying!
At the moment when the chanting ended, the void in front of Xiaolong suddenly wafted, and a thick pillar of fire shot out, burning the ground along the way, roaring towards Zuo Tie and the others.
Zuo Tie and his two-person faces suddenly changed. Zuo Lengpan's shield was gone now, and he lost his mount and could not resist it at all. Tie Kuangshi had to grit his teeth, lower the black dragon, blocked Zuo Lengpan, and used the holy shield skill in front of him, and resisted the flame impact.
The scorching giant pillar of flames was like a storm, surging wildly, and it kept pushing back several feet away from the two of them, before it turned into countless fire lights of Li Lu, and collapsed with a bang.
After resisting Xiaolong's angry attack, the shield of the iron-crazy stone's left hand was red and almost melted. Heavy steam rose from the gap between the heavy armor on his body. The body covered by the heavy armor must have been burned by the high temperature.
In a year, Xiaolong's dragon's dragon power was suppressed for too long and he accumulated too much anger. At this time, when the explosion was out, it was so terrifying that even the Wu Zhanhun around him twitched in the corners of his mouth and his face was horrified.
Why is the difference so big if it is the same dragon? If Zuo Lengpan was riding this dragon just now, how could he have the chance of winning?!
Just as everyone's eyes were attracted by the little dragon, a fierce sound of breaking through the air came from above his head, which made everyone look horrified and looked up.
At a glance, Tie Kuangshi and Zuo Lengpan's faces changed drastically, their fists were clenched, and even their bodies couldn't help but tremble.