The light rain in the dense forest pattered on the thick leaves, and the vicious beasts that were originally hidden in the darkness began to emerge one after another to hunt for food. What was different from the past was that there were many uninvited guests in this dense forest.
"Third Master, can you feel the call of the real dragon now?"
In a tree hole, Mr. Xu looked flatteringly at the young man sitting in front of him. Along the way, they had hunted at least a hundred forest-level ferocious beasts, and even dozens of water-level ferocious beasts. Of course, the bodies of these ferocious beasts had
All the green light was absorbed by the young man in front of him.
"It's too different. If this continues, the inheritance will be taken away by others. I haven't left this ghost place yet."
The young man looked gloomily as he glanced at the guards patrolling outside the tree hole and the people in the treasure house.
"Then we can only harvest the green light from other people according to what the old slave said before."
A murderous intent flashed across Xu Gong's eyes. He remembered that Murong Fu had also entered this trial place. His Majesty had been too kind to Treasure Judgment Fang in recent years, so it was time to beat him up.
"Let's arrange it. If I can get the true dragon inheritance, I will be the first to kill those who want to kill me!"
The third prince was willing to take risks to seize the throne of the Great Xu Dynasty for the inheritance of the True Dragon. The royal struggle was far more cruel than imagined. The Great Xu Emperor had a total of twenty-two heirs, but only seven are still alive today.
Over the years, Emperor Daxu turned a blind eye to the fighting between his heirs. Instead, he often favored a certain prince. However, the prince would die suddenly soon. Afterwards, Emperor Daxu would not investigate the cause. The ministers in the court
He couldn't figure out the emperor's thoughts and didn't dare to take sides casually. This led to the princes cultivating their own dead soldiers and even improving their strength at all costs. Who knew that one day his father's favor would fall to him?
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"The prey is coming."
Xu Gong suddenly burst into laughter and slowly walked out of the tree hole.
"Crunch."
A harsh sound suddenly sounded, and the next moment there were sounds of fighting outside the tree cave. After a while, the sound of rain took over the main theme again. Xu Gong walked into the tree cave and looked at the third prince with a smile: "Third Master, please."
Outside the tree hole, more than a dozen corpses were lying in a mess. There was only one man in his thirties lying on the ground, his body twitching from time to time. His limbs had been cut off, and even his tongue had been pulled out. Even in this state,
If the Third Prince didn't take action, he would become the food of the ferocious beast.
I saw a spear thrust out of the third prince's hand, blood splattered, and a ball of blue light the size of a fist penetrated into the third prince's body along the body of the gun.
"The speed is indeed much faster."
The third prince smiled with satisfaction, and then a ball of flame exploded from the tip of the gun, and the corpse in front of him was instantly reduced to ashes.
"Let's find the next target."
After saying that, Xu Gong and everyone left the place with the third prince, leaving only the corpses on the ground.
Without the shock of Xu Gong's aura, ferocious beasts sprang out from the surrounding trees and devoured the corpses on the battlefield. In less than half a quarter of an hour, all the corpses had disappeared. Even the bones were swallowed up by the ferocious beasts. The rain washed away the blood on the ground.
Gradually fading away.
The third prince and his group were not the only ones to discover that robbing others could help them accumulate green light faster. Yang Feng and the others were attacked just as they found a place to rest.
Five Transformation Realms and one Heavenly Transformation Realm stood in front of the three of them. Without further ado, they started to prepare to destroy the cultivation of Yang Feng and the others and plunder the Qingguang.
"Buzz!"
The space collapsed, and a giant sword appeared out of thin air. The broken space passed in front of the five transformed realms, cutting their bodies into pieces in their stunned eyes. The moment their breath died, a huge hammer fell in front of them.
Taking away the last glimmer of hope.
Heaven level Yuan Shu is not a big deal. It can be completely crushed by those at the same level, let alone the sword slaves who have reached the Heaven Transformation level.
The only Tianbianjing realized that something was wrong and turned around to run away. Yang Feng's figure was like the wind, and the sword light cut through the darkness. The Tianbianjing who escaped only felt sharp pain in his abdomen. He looked down and saw that a broken sword had penetrated his Dantian.
The strange force instantly crushed his sea of energy.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, and a ball of green light floated out from the body that exploded in the Sky Transformation Realm and entered Murong Fu's body.
"This is already the third batch. As time goes by, we will encounter attacks more and more frequently."
Murong Fu looked a little helpless. In the three attacks, Yang Feng and Sword Slave took the lead in destroying the opponent. He finally took action to harvest him, making him look like a useless person.
However, the strength shown by Yang Feng is really shocking. No matter whether it is the transformation state or the sky transformation state, he can't sustain a sword under his hands, and the same is true for water-level ferocious beasts.
Yang Feng's strength has improved too quickly after a few months. The sword slave can't even judge how far Yang Feng's cultivation has reached, but it is certain that Yang Feng has the ability to kill him.
Putting away his thoughts, Murong Fu glanced at the airtight leaves above his head and whispered: "Keep going forward, we will meet the Third Prince and the others soon."
"good."
Yang Feng didn't say much nonsense but sat under a huge leaf to take shelter from the rain and recover. As a prince, it was impossible for him to have no means of saving his life. Yang Feng had to maintain his best condition and kill with one strike.
The sword slave looked at Murong Fu with some anxiety, assassinating the prince. Thinking about this kind of thing makes his scalp numb. If any information is leaked, they will all be killed. Murong Fu is right. He has been with Yang Feng for a long time.
Murong Fu went from being calm at the beginning to being a little crazy now.
"Roar!"
When the three of them were resting, a roar suddenly came from the forest, and the trees shook and swayed. Then a green dragon actually fell from the sky. Its huge body instantly crushed the large forest trees into powder, and where Yang Feng and the others were resting
have also been affected.
When the three of them stabilized their bodies again, a tremor flashed through their hearts. The sword slave grabbed Murong Fu and hid in the opened space, while Yang Feng wrapped him in the sword energy all over his body.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and Yang Feng flew backwards for several meters. It took him a long time to stabilize his body.
He saw a strong man wearing animal skins with messy hair and unkempt beard looking at him with a sneer.
A huge blood hole appeared in the abdomen of Qinglong who fell to the ground. The dragon's blood gurgled out and dyed the ground red. The wound was filled with domineering punch pressure. This was someone punching through the dragon's body!
"Have you understood the meaning of the fist?"
Yang Feng raised his eyebrows. He was able to integrate his true meaning into his boxing. The strong man in front of him was not simple.
It's also a Heavenly Transformation Realm. If Ye Long fights against the strong man in front of him, he will be killed after just a few rounds. It would be good if he understands the true meaning and integrates it into the realm and can exert one or two tenths of the power of the true meaning.
But the power of true meaning integrated into boxing, kendo, and swordsmanship can reach at least 50%.
Yang Feng has been in Jinhuang Dao for so long and has never seen anyone except the teachers and masters from Cangsheng College who can integrate the true meaning into the Tao.
After avoiding the first wave of attacks, the sword slave also walked out of the space with Murong Fu, looking at the strong man solemnly. The pressure the strong man brought to him was far beyond the ordinary Heavenly Transformation Realm.
"I didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains from hunting dragons. You must have accumulated a lot of Qinglong Qi if you have survived until now. Hand it over and I will give you a happy life!"
"Azure Dragon Qi?"
Only then did Murong Fu know what the green light he had been absorbing was called.
"You know Qinglong Qi, are you a dragon?"
Yang Feng asked coldly.
"Haha, ants don't deserve to talk to me!"
The strong man laughed loudly, kicked his feet fiercely and rushed towards Yang Feng. When he hit the ground, the ground exploded instantly, and a fist carrying a huge force and a sonic boom instantly appeared in front of Yang Feng.
"clang!"
The broken sword was picked out, and the blade of the sword collided with the strong man's fist. The huge shock made Yang Feng feel a little numb in his right hand.
"Come again!"
The strong man kept attacking Yang Feng like a lunatic. The surrounding air was shrinking due to the full pressure, and finally a hurricane visible to the naked eye was formed around the strong man.
"Break!"
Yang Feng's eyes turned cold, and his destructive sword intent surged out. With one strike, the gray air flow struck down towards the strong man like a tentacle.
The strong man's crazy expression suddenly solidified, the muscles around his body swelled, and pieces of earthy-yellow scales spread all over his body. The moment the destructive air flow collided with the scales, a large number of scales began to collapse with flesh and blood.
But it was only at this moment that the strong man had a chance to breathe, stepping on his toes and exiting the envelope of the destructive airflow.
The moment the body retreated, pieces of scales wrapped in the destructive air flow rolled up and pieces of flesh flew out.
As soon as the strong man stood firm, there was a sense of oppression behind him, and he leaned down subconsciously. The broken sword wiped the strong man's scalp with the destructive air flow. If the sword failed, Yang Feng turned his wrist, and the broken sword changed its shape.
Using inertia, it fell straight down in the right direction.
"Get away!"
The strong man roared angrily, turned around and punched him, the red-yellow light shrouded the scales of his fist and collided with the broken sword.
The air wave created by the collision of the two true meanings directly pushed the two of them a hundred meters away.
"Sword slave, how much do you think Yang Feng's chances of winning will increase if you join the battle?"
Murong Fu, who was watching, looked at the strong man solemnly. This fight of just a few breaths was enough to show the strength of the strong man. Without Yang Feng, the sword slave might not be able to protect himself.
The sword slave smiled bitterly and shook his head: "If I join the battle, I will probably be crushed in an instant. One of them has understood the sword intention, and the other has understood the fist intention. The true intention that came out during the battle is enough to annihilate me."
Even if the Sword Slave learns the Heaven Level Yuan Technique and has a deeper understanding of the true meaning of space, it is impossible to stop Yang Feng and Zhuang Han. The two are not at the same level in terms of their true meaning.
Murong Fu fell silent, but his eyes became more intense. Seeing Yang Feng's strength, he longed to become stronger even more. His talent was not as good as Yang Feng. It was almost a fantasy to catch up with Yang Feng, but the inheritance of the true dragon
Maybe this reality can be reversed.
"You are strong, who are you?"
The strong man lived up to his previous arrogance, looking at Yang Feng with eyes filled with solemnity and caution.
Yang Feng held the broken sword across his chest, squatting down slightly, and the piercing sword energy burst out. He had no intention of talking nonsense to the strong man, and he would definitely kill the strong man with his next move!
Feeling the sword intent radiating from Yang Feng's body, the strong man's expression changed, and he turned around and fled into the dense forest. His intuition told him that if he continued to fight with Yang Feng, he would definitely die!
