Although Bai Xiao's cultivation level is not as good as that of the Dragon King, he is still at the forefront of the demon world. Naturally, he is not a vegetarian. He jumped lightly and easily dodged Feng Teng's attack. He retreated five meters away from Feng Teng and said calmly.
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"Dragon King, why are you so angry when you mention that human woman?"
"Bai Xiao, you might as well count on your own. How many years have you been defeated by my subordinates? I am here, and you dare to make trouble here. I haven't even done anything, yet you dare to touch my prey under my nose.
, you are simply seeking your own death." Feng Teng did not forget to say a few words to hurt Bai Xiao while he was arrogant, and layers of golden light gradually emerged behind him, illuminating the entire forest, and the sky suddenly changed unpredictably, with dark clouds and thunder.
There was a roar, but the woods where Feng Teng and Bai Xiao were standing were clearer than the daytime.
Bai Xiao's long silver hair danced lightly in the wind, just like Feng Teng, and layers of white light slowly emitted from behind him, but the number of layers was not as high as Feng Teng's, and it could be seen that he was not as good as Feng Teng in terms of cultivation.
"It's been more than a thousand years. I can't find a suitable opponent in these more than a thousand years. Very good, let me try how many levels of skills I have cultivated over the past thousand years!" Bai Xiao clenched his hands into fists and rustled the grass and trees everywhere.
There was a loud noise, and the animals in the woods scattered and fled for their lives.
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Xiao's hands transformed into two sharp wolf claws. They were said to be wolf claws, but they looked more like wolf knives!
"Not bad, it's only been a thousand years to reach the illusion, but in front of me, it's a bit too childish." Lord Dragon King has never known what modesty is. Looking at Bai Xiao, who is ready to attack at any time, he is covered in dragon blood.
It's all boiling.
Be strong when you are strong. This is Feng Teng's consistent killing style.
With a wave of his wolf claws, the crescent-shaped blade slashed towards Feng Teng, but was instantly bounced back by the golden light. With 70% of his internal strength and 70% of Feng Teng's external strength, Bai Xiao forcefully took on nearly twice the amount of force.
With strength, he endured and stood firm, but the wolf claws gradually disappeared.
Turning away his slightly trembling hand, Bai Xiao looked at Feng Teng indifferently.
"The Dragon King is the Dragon King. I'm afraid that no one in the three realms and six realms can defeat you except the immortals in the heaven."
"Hahahaha~" The wanton laughter was mixed with lightning and thunder, and the golden light penetrated the dark clouds and reached the heaven, shaking the heavenly palace.
"How can those children in the heaven be compared with this king?" The laughter stopped suddenly, Feng Teng stared angrily, and the dragon scales flashed strangely on the demon's face,
"Kill! Kill! Kill! One day, this king will destroy your heavenly palace and destroy you as an immortal! You will only be slaves and maids forever! You will not be able to stand up!"
The angry dragon's voice reached into the sky, shaking the entire heaven, and every palace was shaken three times.
Bai Xiao sneered. The biggest stain in the life of the arrogant Dragon King was that he had been sealed by the Immortal for thousands of years.
"Bai Xiao, if you take your tribe and join me, I will spare your life. If you disobey me, I will make your wolf tribe disappear." Although Feng Teng was very angry, he was rational.
But it never drifted away.
The Wolf King's internal strength cannot be matched by other little monsters. It is good to be used by him, but if he competes with himself, the only outcome will be that his clan members will disappear from this world.
Bai Xiao's figure gradually disappeared, and finally turned into a ball of white mist and disappeared in front of Feng Teng. And where he just stood, lying in ragged clothes, dying Lu Xiao, his face was twisted, and his body was covered with scars.
Feng Teng snorted coldly and flew to pick up Lu Xiao.