"Boom..." With a roar, Huang Liming was blown away like a ball vomiting blood, but Long Feitian's divine dragon formed from fighting spirit did not dissipate, but continued to charge forward like a bolt of lightning.
"Not good." Looking at Long Feitian's actions, the third deacon's face changed drastically, and he flew up, chasing after Long Feitian.
"If you want to chase me, there is no way." Long Feitian laughed, and the dragon transformed from war energy suddenly accelerated and disappeared from the eyes of the third deacon in a few flashes.
"Damn bastard, what kind of combat skill is this?" The third deacon looked at the direction where Long Feitian disappeared with a livid face, his eyes full of shock.
At this time, not only the three deacons were shocked by the combat skills used by Long Feitian, but the young man who had been secretly following Long Feitian also stood stunned on the spot, looking at the direction in which Long Feitian disappeared. After a long time, he said: "What a powerful combat skill.
Could this be the legendary dragon’s combat skill?”
"No, that kid's breath is gone." The young man's expression changed and he chased Long Feitian in the direction where he disappeared.
Unfortunately, he had been chasing him for half an hour and searching around for a whole day, but he could not find any trace of Long Feitian.
"Damn it, where did that kid go? No, I have to find him. I'm still hoping that he will take me back to the clan." The young man's figure turned around and turned into a stream of light, and he started searching in the black gold forest.
Long Feitian rushed out a hundred miles in one breath and hit the ground with a bang, making a big Chinese character.
After falling to the ground and gasping for air for a long time, Long Feitian finally regained his breath. He originally wanted to get up, but at this time, his whole body was empty and he didn't even have any strength.
Having no other choice, Long Feitian quickly took out a high-level spiritual stone to activate the Spiritual Dragon Art and absorbed it with all his strength. After half a quarter of an hour, his body finally recovered a little.
Turning over and sitting up, Long Feitian felt his body. Except for his fist being stabbed by the Third Deacon, there was nothing strange in other parts of his body. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.
But soon he thought of the situation just now, and a touch of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, "I didn't expect that the flying dragon in the sky could still be used like this. I could actually control the dragon transformed from war energy to keep rushing forward."
It stands to reason that no matter whether it is the sword mang, fist shadow or palm wind, as long as it is bombarded, it will no longer be possible to control it. But what Long Feitian never expected was that just now, he was using the flying dragon.
In the sky, after transforming into a divine dragon with his war energy and rushing towards Huang Liming, he only thought about not breaking through, so he continued to rush forward, making it impossible for Huang Liming to escape. At the same time as the thought arose, the war in his body
Qi also continued to be output towards the battle energy dragon.
In the end, things actually went as he wished. After the battle energy dragon bombarded Huang Liming, although he was greatly shocked and almost exploded, it was finally stabilized because of Long Feitian's continuous injection of battle energy.
What Long Feitian didn't expect was that with his continuous injection of fighting spirit, the fighting spirit dragon really flew out with him until the fighting spirit in his body was completely exhausted, and then he fell down.
"Could it be that those divine dragons transformed from fist shadows can be controlled with spiritual consciousness?" Long Feitian was pleasantly surprised, and immediately wanted to try it, but the little fighting spirit recovered in his body was not enough for him to even use a single blow of dragon fighting.
In the wild.
"Recover first." With surprise on his face, Long Feitian found a relatively secluded place to sit down, bandaged the injury on his hand, and then took the spirit stone to recover.
Half a day passed in the blink of an eye, and when Long Feitian opened his eyes again, his body was filled with fighting energy.
Unable to suppress the curiosity in his heart, Long Feitian jumped up and punched a stone not far away.
"The dragon fights in the wild."
With a low dragon roar, the dragon shadow flashed out from his fist. Long Feitian's consciousness moved and attached to the dragon shadow, and he shouted in a low voice: "Turn it around."
But what disappointed him was that the dragon shadow did not change its direction at all. It flashed out and struck hard at the target it had planned from the beginning.
Looking at the stone chips scattered in front of him, Long Feitian frowned, with a look of disappointment on his face, "How could this happen? It was clearly like this just now? Is it because I am not skilled in operation?"
Long Feitian refused to give up and started practicing again, but after several punches, until the fighting spirit in his body became empty again, he could not control Long Ying.
"Damn it, what the hell is going on?" Long Feitian sat down on the ground with a look of reluctance. Although he only controlled the dragon shadow, he had absolute lethality in actual combat.
You must know that no matter what kind of attack it is, as long as the other party is careful and there is a certain distance between the two sides, there is a high possibility that the other party can dodge the attack.
But if the attack can be controlled to change direction, you can imagine that when your opponent thinks he has escaped, the attack suddenly turns around and continues to attack him, which will definitely catch the opponent off guard.
Long Feitian couldn't figure it out, so he asked Xiaobao out of habit, but Xiaobao had never seen this situation before and didn't know what was going on. The helpless Long Feitian thought about it for a long time and couldn't find the reason, so he had to sit down again to recover.
Fighting spirit.
"The flying dragon is in the sky."
Long Feitian shouted low during the impact, and punched out. The majestic fighting spirit flashed out from his fist, forming a huge dragon head in front of him. The dragon head shot out, and Long Feitian's body rushed forward.
The fighting spirit exuded and the energy brought up mixed together, instantly forming a huge divine dragon, and Long Feitian also became a part of the dragon's body.
The divine dragon was like a bolt of lightning, flashing through the air and about to hit a big tree. Long Feitian thought about the situation just now and poured all his fighting energy into the divine dragon. At the same time, his consciousness moved,
Attached to Shenlong's head, he kept thinking about changing direction.
But no matter what Long Feitian thought, Shenlong just wouldn't turn. Even because of the fighting spirit he continuously injected, Shenlong's speed became even faster.
"Turn for me." Just when the dragon's head was less than one meter away from the big tree, Long Feitian shouted loudly, and the consciousness that issued the turning command rushed towards the dragon's head like a flood.
"Ouch..."
The dragon suddenly let out a deep roar, and when it was less than a foot away from the big tree, the dragon's head that was charging straight forward suddenly turned and flew past the big tree.