The Fire Dragon Art is the first inheritance in the true dragon's inheritance and is the most basic attack that can be achieved using fire sources.

When he was in the Jade Plate of Creation, the Extreme Fire Immortal once made Yan Ning forget all Maoshan spells and concentrate on practicing the magical powers of the Red Flame Sect. Yan Ning did have a clear mind of Taoism. Since then, Yan Ning only remembers the unique skills of the Red Flame Sect and the true dragon inheritance imprinted in his memory.

This is the first time Yan Ning used the corpse fire of pure karma to summon the fire dragon. This fire dragon composed of pale flames is like it is made of white bones. Her hollow eyes exuded the breath of death, as if it came from hell and was the messenger of death.

As soon as the Fire Dragon Art was released, the temperature in the city lord's mansion dropped sharply, and everyone couldn't help but shivered. They could think, but couldn't move, even if they blinked their eyes and took a breath.

Chang Feihu watched Yan Ning summon the pale fire dragon and watched the fire dragon fly towards him. The huge dragon head kept dimming in his pupils and then zooming in.

Everything happened in an instant, but for Chang Feihu, who could not move, it all happened very long. The fire dragon approached his body bit by bit, opened his bloody mouth and swallowed it. He seemed to be in a tunnel made of pale flames. When the fire dragon disappeared, Chang Feihu could see the pale flames everywhere on his raised palm!

The flames burned on his body, but Chang Feihu didn't feel any pain. What made him even more confused and frightened was that although the pale flames burned on his palms, his skin was not damaged at all.

Chang Feihu knew himself. Even if he was an immortal emperor, he would not be able to ignore this level of attack. But why did the fairy boy in front of him spend all his efforts to stop time, but he issued an attack that could not hurt him?

The fire dragon dissipated, but Yan Ning had no intention of staying at all. The Kunwu sword in his hand instantly returned to the first form. Yan Ning's body was like a full bow and arrow, with his arms with a force of ten thousand pounds, and he slashed at Chang Feihu fiercely.

"Flame Thousands of Frosts-One Wave!"

"Flame Qianzhong-Double Wave!"

"Flame Thousand Rapids - Three Waves!"

"Flame Thousand-Fourth Wave!"

"Flame Thousand Rapids - Five-Level Wave!"

After breaking through to the peak of the celestial immortal, Yan Ning was able to use the first five waves of thousands of flames in one breath.

The pale sword energy emitted from the sword blade of Kunwu Sword was longer and wider than the other, like the rolling waves on the sea, slapped on Chang Feihu's body one after another. Chang Feihu's face turned red, and his purple palace had been severely damaged, but what worried him even more was his body.

His body was never hurt, which was abnormal!

He cut out the fifth wave in one breath. Before Yan Ning could stop, he took a deep breath and drew a perfect arc in the air. With a force that was a hundred times stronger than the first wave, he tried his best to cut the last sword!

"Flame Thousands of Frosts-Sixth Wave!"

Six thousand flames overlapped on Chang Feihu. Such an attack was enough to destroy any king-level powerhouse!

But Yan Ning was not sure enough about the powerful Immortal Emperor. Four seconds had passed in five seconds. In this last second, Yan Ning resolutely took out the mutated fire attribute emperor-level essence that he had just obtained from the Beast Tide of the Wasteland Pass from the Sumeru Ring!

Holding the essence in his hand, a warm force was transmitted through Yan Ning's meridians, and he sighed.

The imperial-level essence is hard to come by. Yan Ning originally wanted to keep it to deal with Xuanyuan Potian, but now in order to kill Chang Feihu, the imperial-level essence should be used, and there is nothing to be a pity.

So, he instantly installed the emperor-level essence in the groove on the Kunwu sword grid. The Kunwu sword also opened the fourth form. The Jingye corpse fire disappeared, and a red light appeared on the black sword blade!

Pieces of fiery red scales wrapped the sword blade of the Kunwu sword. At this time, the Kunwu sword and the essence of the Red Armor Rabbit were completely integrated.

"Chang Feihu, die for me!"

In Chang Feihu's sudden shrinking pupils, Yan Ning plucked up his breath and cut off the Kunwu sword with all his strength. Behind him was a giant red-armored rabbit phantom. The red-armored rabbit's eyes were blood-red, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a bloodthirsty aura!

boom--

Chang Feihu was still in a freeze state, but at the moment when Yan Ning's last shot fell on Chang Feihu, time disappeared instantly, and Chang Feihu suffered a severe injury on his face. In his unwilling and shocked eyes, countless cracks appeared in his body, which turned into powder in an instant, just like his purple palace!

A middle-stage strong man in the Immortal Emperor, the Canglong Empire's national protection general, Chang Feihu... was killed instantly!

In five seconds, Yan Ning issued a total of eight attacks. These attacks did not cause damage to Chang Feihu, but because time was still, all the powers overlapped together until the effect of time was still disappeared, and all the powers were applied to Chang Feihu in an instant!

So Chang Feihu didn't even have time to react, so he completely died, and there was no residue left in a piece of clothing.

With Chang Feihu's death, the entire city lord's mansion fell into a deadly silence.

Looking at the entire fairy world, a strong Immortal Emperor might not fall in a hundred years, but at the border of the Canglong Empire, in just a few minutes, two powerful Immortal Emperors fell in succession.

The huge shock made everyone silent. They looked at the place where Chang Feihu was just standing and still accepted the fact that Chang Feihu died.

Chu Shi's voice was like a rusty saw, pulling it hard on his vocal cords. He tried his best to squeeze out a few words from his teeth: "General Chang... is he dead?"

Dead, and die so much that there is no residue left.

The Jinwu Guards from Zixu Empire swallowed their saliva, their gurgling sounds particularly harsh.

Mu Qingqiu looked at Yan Ning in shock. She knew that Yan Ning was very strong and knew that he had killed seven in seven out of the beast tide.

But she could never have thought that Yan Ning could kill the middle-stage strong man in the Immortal Emperor instantly!

Even Xuanyuan Potian could not do something!

Yan Ning knelt on one knee, leaning completely against Kunwu sword. Now he was extremely depressed and almost lost his strength to speak. But even Yan Ning, who was so tired, no one dared to step forward and attack him.

This is a man who can kill the Immortal Emperor in seconds.

The sluggishness of the purple palace made Yan Ning lose the energy to disguise his appearance, and even the effect of holding his breath disappeared. People were shocked to find that this powerful man who instantly killed the Immortal Emperor was just a boy at the peak of the immortal.

In this silence, Xuanyuan Potian only had red eyes and an angry expression was fully reflected on his face.
Chapter completed!