The Dragon Clan is an extremely proud race. As well as their powerful strength, they value their great importance to their territory. The first thing a dragon did when he was a five hundred years old was to cut off contact with his parents and elders, fly out of the Dragon Island, find his own residence on the mainland, and not come back until the end of his production or life, and return to the embrace of the Dragon God here. What is most amazing is that the power of the dragon seems to have this characteristic. An alchemist once tried to merge two dragon crystals, and the consequences are naturally familiar to everyone. This is the "Burcos Alchemy Incident" that shocked the mainland.

——"Continental Chronicles·Catromatism"

The whistling wind was still bright and transparent at first, but as Chen Fei got closer, it became more and more low and heavy. It was clearly produced by a pair of flesh palms, but it was mixed with a faint intimidation like a low thunder. When you close your eyes, you could almost feel the thrilling scent of a giant beast breathing.

The Book of Changes: Kun Gua: The Sixth: The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is mysterious and yellow!

Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing - Dragon Fighting in the Wild!

The violent energy like a tornado gathered around Qiao Feng, or because his palm was too thick, the internal force that should have been strong and invisible at this moment distorted the air around Qiao Feng, covering his heroic body so that it was indescribable. The low and heavy roar of the wind was like the roar of a giant dragon, full of unyielding tragic and domineering, which was heartbreaking.

Chen Gang, dressed in torn clothes, held Qiao Feng's coat and looked at the terrifying power bursting out of his majestic body in the field. His tender face was full of yearning. He was sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was the idea of ​​riding the world and tying all over the world. Who would never have thought about any of the children of the world!

"Today, I'm afraid there are only a few people who have such strength. At least there is no second person in this huge Xiangyang territory!" Looking at Qiao Feng in the field, Chen Gang's face was even more fanatical, and a hint of flush poured on his face. He thought in a daze: If I have such skills, too...

Pa, pa, pa.

The heavy and stable footsteps interrupted Chen Gang's fantasy. The young man turned his head away with a little agitated and embarrassed, but behind him was empty, only a piece of gravel, and his cold appearance made Chen Gang stir up a white-haired sweat - maybe he was hitting a ghost! But at this time, he felt a light waist, a clang sound, and the long sword on his waist had been pulled out. He turned his head quickly, but saw a figure holding his long sword in his hand, walking slowly towards Qiao Feng, who had stopped at some point, slap, slap... The calm footsteps still sounded slowly, but as he walked, a sharp aura continued to rise on the young man. At first, it was just ordinary. When he walked within one meter of Qiao Feng, it was as thick as a giant pillar of wolf smoke. The low sword song sounded leisurely, and the momentum that was not weaker than Qiao Feng's thunder and burst into the sky!

Cold, arrogant, frozen everything!

When Chen Fei followed the sound, the cold power from the "Achimia Dragon" in his body suddenly appeared in Chen Fei's body as if he was awakened. Then Chen Fei felt the clear will from the power - anger!

The cold power originated from Boval Chenfeng was "roaring" in Chen Fei's body like a provoked beast. One cold and pure fighting spirit after another split out from it as if endlessly, and quickly wandered into Chen Fei's muscle veins. Chen Fei's own light red fighting spirit could only be suppressed tightly in a small corner of his body, unable to move. There was no doubt that this was very unfavorable to Chen Fei's will to find his own fighting spirit. However, Chen Fei ignored this situation and even took the initiative to help suppress his original fighting spirit. Looking at Qiao Feng with his dark eyes, a trace of hot fighting spirit quickly emerged and then burned.

Such a hero can only live up to the intercourse with one battle!

.........

Looking at Chen Fei, who seemed to be out of the sheath of a sharp sword, a trace of fighting flashed in Qiao Feng's eyes. He has not been good at women in his life, does not admire the power of gold and silver, and is addicted to alcohol and war, but in today's world, those who are qualified to be his opponents cannot become his opponents!

Such an opponent...such an opponent!......

"Hahahahahahahaha... OK! Good opponent! Good martial arts! After this battle, you and my brothers will drink fine wine again!" Amid the crazy laughter, the energy beside Qiao Feng became more and more heavy as the desire to fight, "My brother, please!"

"I'm not disappointed with my elder brother." Chen Fei smiled slightly with his fingers, and said with a long voice: "I have the Kunwu sword, so I want to go to Master Ting, cut jade in the white rainbow, and dried stars in the purple air at night. This sword is called a dead sword, please comment on me!"

The sword energy traverses 30,000 miles, and the sword light shines on the nineteen states!

The dazzling sword light appeared in an instant. Chen Gang, who was standing beside him, felt that the world suddenly became dark, and only the bright white traces of the sword remained in the space. He was reluctant to dissipate for a long time, as if he had cut off the sword. In a daze, another thunderous roar exploded in his ears. The violent energy raged in this small space like an angry dragon, constantly fighting with the sword light. The leaking air waves directly overturned him to the ground. His already worn clothes were hanging on his body like rag strips, and blood marks were scratched, but he suddenly realized that he was not aware of it. His eyes were wide open and he looked at a dragon-tie battle in front of him beyond his perception.

Men should do this!

The thick energy tear the sword light that Chen Fei slashed out. It was obviously a fierce and domineering energy, but it was as continuous as flowing water. The dazzling sword light gradually weakened. Chen Fei's eyes slightly condensed, this is - Kanglong has regrets!

The Book of Changes: Qian Gua: Xiang says: The previous nine: The dragon regrets!

Things will turn back when extreme, and those who are arrogant will regret. With the extreme yang power, wait until the end of the strong crossbow, if you regret it, you will be lucky, and you will be stingy and inauspicious!

The surging power kept coming from the sword, and Chen Fei's hand holding the sword gradually became numb - the "break" was extremely powerful. Now the sword force has been broken, and the Kanglong who was doing all his strength regretted it. Being able to resist for a few rounds in the world's famous Bei Qiaofeng was enough to make him famous, but......

Not willing to give up...

How could I be willing to be defeated in just one move...

Absolutely unacceptable!!

As if he heard Chen Fei's unwilling roar, a cold current surged into his sword-holding arm like a bamboo shoot. The sword force that had already been exhausted actually evolved into a new change. The brilliant sword light broke and slashed towards the violent energy. The scattered energy stirred up a wave of dust behind the two people who were fighting. It looked faintly, it seemed that two giant beasts were roaring behind each other, and a faint aura lingered around, completely different, but the same...

Intimidate the world!
Chapter completed!