Originally, the flying dragon warrior's combat power was already extraordinary, especially the three bloodthirsty killing blows of his magic sword, which were terrifying. Now that he has used the mysterious pill, it is undoubtedly even more terrifying.
It is almost not difficult to imagine that the power of his last move will be so shocking that it will make ghosts and gods cry!
"I didn't expect that in the end, the Flying Dragon Envoy would be forced to sacrifice the Mysterious Pill. I have to say that by doing this, he really violated the rules of sword theory!" Someone in the audience commented.
"So what? As the saying goes, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. Although the Huashan sword debate is an open competition, there is no explicit rule that prohibits the use of Xuandan. Then Tang Longci can also use the Xuandan.
It's a pity that he is only a half-step Martial King and has not yet truly condensed his own mysterious elixir!"
"Now that the Flying Dragon Envoy has sacrificed the Mysterious Pill, his skill will definitely increase greatly. If he uses this last move, I'm afraid Tang Long Ci will not be able to stop it this time!"
"It's hard to say. The power of Tang Long Ci is now far beyond everyone's imagination. Although the Flying Dragon Envoy is strong, Tang Long Ci may not be incapable of competing!"
At the moment, the flying dragon's Xuandan is suspended above his head. The scarlet Xuandan looks very dazzling. Under the illumination of the red Xuandan, his whole body is shrouded in a ferocious blood-colored light.
"Tang Longci, I have to say that it is an honor for you to be able to sacrifice Xuandan better than me. Even if you die next, you will be proud enough to make the whole world laugh!"
The Flying Dragon Master held the magic sword in his hand and looked up to the sky and howled wildly: "I, the Flying Dragon Master, have the talent to do so, and now the situation has become great. Let alone you, even if I look at the entire world, no one can stop me!"
Tang Feng stared at him closely. Although his face was solemn, he still remained calm. He sighed: "Feilongshi, you have been on the verge of going crazy. It's too late to turn back now. If you continue, I'm afraid it will be too late to regret it."
That’s it!”
"Haha..." Feilongshi couldn't help laughing and shouted coldly: "Is it too late to regret? I'm not afraid to tell you that as long as I defeat you today, I will be the leader of the martial arts alliance and the true master of the world!"
"Fifty years ago, Ancestral Dragon could not unify the entire martial arts world. Today, it is up to me, the Flying Dragon Envoy, to completely unify the martial arts world and achieve the foundation of everything in the martial arts world!"
After hearing this, Tang Feng couldn't help but shook his head secretly and sighed: "Have you never thought that if you lose, then you, the traitor of the Dragon Group, will not only be disgraced, but you will also be unable to gain a foothold in the world in the future?"
"Am I defeated?" The flying dragon envoy immediately snorted and said disdainfully: "Do you think you will be my opponent and be able to defeat me just because you are now?"
"It seems that you are very confident in yourself?" Tang Feng also snorted coldly, and then stopped talking nonsense and immediately started sealing with his hands.
"Three thousand divine fires, burn!" Along with the cold shout, more than a thousand divine kingdoms in Tang Feng's body immediately began to burn.
The blazing golden color suddenly rose up, almost covering his entire body in the divine fire. At this moment, his aura surged, and the golden body of the Kingdom of God had been strengthened to its peak.
The flying dragon bit his steel teeth and raised the magic knife high above his head, echoing with the red pill suspended above his head. A stream of terrifying red Xuanyuan surged out from the Xuandan and rushed into the scarlet magic knife.
At this moment, the magic knife started to fire continuously, but in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge knife. It was suspended above the head, and its whole body was glowing with blood-red light.
The huge knife looks like a red moon, weird and mysterious.
"The third of the three bloodthirsty kills, the Heavenly Kill!" As the flying dragon user gave a sharp shout, he swung his hands fiercely, and a small knife line suddenly shot out.
The sword light was not majestic, but it was condensed to the extreme. The thin sword line fell from mid-air, and its fierceness even split the air.
In just an instant, the knife line reached from the sky to the top of Tang Feng's head, as if it was about to split him in half.
Tang Feng's gaze condensed, and he immediately formed seals with his hands, instantly condensing a flame shield in front of him.
The red knife line came and hit the divine fire shield, causing a huge booming sound. The divine fire shield was shattered by the knife line on the spot.
Tang Feng's body was also shaken by the shock, but he had obviously expected that with this shield, he would not be able to withstand the opponent's terrifying Heavenly Kill move.
Before the knife line could rush towards him, he retreated quickly. While retreating, he punched out with his fist. In one breath, he fired seven or forty-nine golden dragon fists.
One after another, the roaring golden dragon fists rushed out and rushed towards the front line of the sword. Even though the power of the sword line was extremely terrifying, under the impact of the golden dragon fists, the impact force was gradually disappearing.
By the time all forty-nine golden dragon fists dissipated, the power of the sword line had become insignificant.
"Dragon Fist!" Tang Feng shouted coldly again, but this time he didn't stop at all. He rushed forward at high speed, swung his fists continuously, and the eight golden dragon fists immediately intertwined and rushed toward the opponent.
At this time, the Flying Dragon Master never expected that Tang Feng could fight back. Originally, under his assumption, when he used the third Heavenly Kill, the opponent should have fallen under his sword.
However, in fact it was completely the opposite. Instead of falling, Tang Feng launched a counterattack.
Although the power of the Eight-Way Golden Dragon Fist is not extremely powerful, at this moment, the Flying Dragon Envoy has been exhausted and the power of Xuanyuan has been exhausted, so it is no longer possible to launch the ultimate move.
Moreover, in such a short period of time, it was obviously too late for him to change his tactics.
Suddenly there was a loud bang, and eight golden dragon fists rushed over and tore his Xuanyuan shield on the spot. The flying dragon master was immediately rushed away, drawing an arc in mid-air, and then fell heavily.
Pfft...
The flying dragon user suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of old blood. He immediately lay on the ground like a dead dog and could no longer get up. Even the magic knife fell aside at this moment and was unable to pick it up again.
Tang Feng rushed over with his exhausted body, looked at him condescendingly, and then said every word: "Now, what else do you have to say?"
The flying dragon user fell to the ground, and originally wanted to get up with support, but at this time, his internal organs were injured, and blood surged up in his body. He vomited blood again, and he immediately fell down again.
He originally wanted to struggle to hold the magic knife, but his hands were weak and he couldn't even hold the knife firmly. He was in an extremely embarrassed state.
Everyone in the audience looked at him silently, no one said anything at this time, but there was contempt in the eyes of many people.
Tang Feng looked at him and said calmly: "Flying Dragon Envoy, you are defeated!"
Hearing these words, Feilongzhao roared like crazy, shouting hysterically: "I lost? How is it possible? No, I will not lose, it is impossible to lose, and I cannot lose!"
Although he kept roaring, he looked even more embarrassed and pitiful.
Tang Feng shook his head and sighed, then leaned down and reached out his hand to pick up his magic knife.
However, at this moment, the magic sword suddenly started shaking on its own, and a strange red light shot out from the blade, with a whooshing sound, it shot into the center of Tang Feng's eyebrows.
"Not good!" Tang Feng realized that something was wrong, but it was obviously too late to stop him at this moment.
"It's broken! What kind of evil creature dares to act so arrogantly!" Seeing this, Zulong on the rostrum immediately moved towards him.