"Lin Feng, Lin Feng, Lin Feng, you little beast, do you think you can defeat me like this? That's a big mistake. You're still far away!"
The young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan roared like crazy, his eyes turned blood red, and the look he looked at Lin Feng revealed endless hatred and murderous intent.
The young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Tribe's hatred for Lin Feng could not be washed away even by all the water from all over the world.
"What? You loser, do you have any other tricks? You've used them all!"
Lin Feng looked at the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan with contempt. His indifferent tone showed that he did not take the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan seriously at all.
"Boy, you are so crazy!"
"Don't shoot yourself in the foot! You might cry later!"
…
Some monks from all races said with a sneer.
"What are these losers muttering down there? What? You also want to take action? I can give you losers a chance. Come up together. I can suppress all of you by myself!"
Lin Feng said extremely arrogantly.
Lin Feng's words made the monks of all races very angry. He looked down on them too much.
Have all races ever been humiliated like this?
But none of the monks from all races actually flew to the arena to join forces with the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan to deal with Lin Feng.
All races value face the most, and dignity is particularly important.
Now Lin Feng and the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan are in a life-or-death duel. If they go up again, what does this mean?
Can't the siege of Lin Feng succeed?
The monks of all races cannot afford to lose face like this.
"The blood...veins...return...to the ancestors...".
At this time, the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan let out a series of roars.
Crackling.
Waves of sounds of bones rubbing together came from his body.
He is activating his ancestral blood.
In the blink of an eye, the body of the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Tribe completed its transformation.
His body turned into a giant golden eagle more than ten meters long.
This golden giant eagle has a huge golden dragon horn.
But this giant eagle is missing one wing.
Because when you transform, your arms will turn into wings.
But in the duel just now, Lin Feng directly destroyed the right arm of the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan.
Although one arm is missing, the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan monk is still very powerful. After returning to his ancestors, his body exudes a breath that destroys the world. That breath is really terrifying and powerful.
To the point of shocking and moving people.
certainly.
Lin Feng did not have that feeling. Although the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan was powerful, he could not be his opponent at all. Even if he returned to his ancestors now, he could not be his opponent. This was his absolute confidence in his own cultivation.
"Boy, prepare to die...".
The young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan sneered and flew directly towards Lin Feng. His wings shot out a stream of terrifying cold light and blasted towards Lin Feng.
I don't know what kind of attack the cold light was, but it was extremely powerful and directly tore the void.
at the same time.
From the dragon horns of the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Tribe, golden beams of light were fired out, which were as powerful as destroying the heaven and earth.
This is also one of the racial talents of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan. The power of the golden beam fired from the dragon horn is also extremely terrifying.
Finally, the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan also spurted out streaks of lightning from his mouth.
The three attacks locked onto Lin Feng, and the void around Lin Feng collapsed.
"What a powerful attack...".
Seeing this scene, many people were horrified and moved.
After returning to his ancestors, the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan suppressed Lin Feng with the magical power of his race, and his true form also flew towards Lin Feng, grabbing Lin Feng with his sharp claws.
It would be much easier if the magical powers of the two races could kill Lin Feng.
But if Lin Feng cannot be killed, in the eyes of the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan, Lin Feng will also have to struggle to deal with it.
His true self can attack Lin Feng, and his sharp claws can directly scratch Lin Feng's head.
Lin Feng will only die when the time comes.
The young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan has extremely rich combat experience, and his plan is also very good.
Many monks among the ten thousand clans also saw the plan of the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn clan, and couldn't help but become excited.
Such a series of attacks.
It was enough for Lin Feng to cope with it like he was running for his life.
They seemed to have seen the scene where Lin Feng was about to die at the hands of the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan.
The Kyushu monks frowned slightly, feeling that the situation was very unfavorable to Lin Feng.
Although Lin Feng's previous display of combat prowess was unparalleled.
But the duel between monks is always changing. Just now, Lin Feng was able to crush the young master of the Golden Eagle and Dragon Horn tribe, but now that the young master of the Golden Eagle and Dragon Horn tribe has returned to his ancestors, he might be able to suppress Lin Feng.
Soon, the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan rushed in front of Lin Feng, grabbing Lin Feng's head with his sharp claws, and the magical power he had used before was blasted towards Lin Feng.
If the situation develops according to the normal situation, Lin Feng needs to resist the magical attack of the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan at this time.
But at this time, everyone discovered that Lin Feng did not deliberately neutralize the magical attack of the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan.
Dense runes appeared on the surface of Lin Feng's body.
Those are runes condensed from the powerful magical power of mana immunity.
When the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan's magical attacks hit Lin Feng, all attacks were blocked by Lin Feng's magic immunity.
"How can it be?".
Seeing this scene, many people couldn't help but exclaimed.
The young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan's magical power was so powerful, but now it was so easily neutralized by Lin Feng.
It's really incredible.
Even the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan was shocked.
At this time, Lin Feng grabbed the talon of the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Tribe, and then with a sudden force, he directly smashed the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Tribe towards the ground.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
One blow after another.
The arena was shaking violently.
The young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan tried to struggle away time and time again, but was unable to break away from Lin Feng's big hand.
The powerful impact caused serious injuries to the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Tribe.
The monks watching the battle below, whether they are monks from all races, monks from Kyushu, or monks from the Sea Race.
Now they all look at everything happening on the ring with dull eyes.
The young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan had just returned to his ancestors, but he was still vulnerable to Lin Feng.
How terrifying is Lin Feng's cultivation?
boom……
Suddenly, the young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Tribe opened his mouth and sprayed out a ball of golden energy light, blasting towards Lin Feng.
The ball of energy light contained destructive power, which surprised Lin Feng slightly. He quickly dodged the attack of the ball of energy light.
The young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Tribe took this opportunity to escape from the predicament.
"Lin Feng, you little beast, I will fight you until death...".
The young master of the Golden Eagle Dragon Horn Clan roared viciously, and after escaping from the trap, he sacrificed the bloody stone.
