Everyone in the entire Langxie Domain knows how powerful the Void Dragon is. Even the saints can't do anything to it. The place it occupies has become a restricted area.{}
This is all due to its strength!
Can you imagine how tempting the young son of the Xulong descendant would be to these people?
For a time, more than a dozen strong men of the fourth realm of martial arts took action one after another, with the same goal, aiming directly at the little black dragon in Feng Hao's hand.
"snort!"
Feng Hao's face turned cold, he snorted softly, and with a playful smile on his lips, he turned over his hands and held two pieces of Wu Jing in his hands, and then he thought about it.
"Whoosh!"
His entire body just disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace to be found.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
Strong winds hit the air one after another, making a constant muffled sound, but there were holes and pits on the ground, dust was raised, and strong winds spread out.
"What happened? Where did that kid go?"
Everyone was shocked and looked around, only to find that the cave was completely empty. Except for a large trace of a dragon's body, there were three obvious small holes on the ground.
"The body of the virtual dragon and the true dragon fruit were all taken over by that kid!"
Someone screamed with jealousy, and their voice was filled with deep unwillingness.
The dragon body is equivalent to a psychic treasure, the true dragon fruit is equivalent to pleasing a heaven-level pharmacist, and the young son of the virtual dragon is even more priceless!
These three things were all monopolized by a young man who was the Wuzong. How could everyone in the audience be willing to accept this?
"Damn boy!"
"It must be cut into pieces!"
"Get out of here!"
Some people attacked randomly, leaving the cave in a mess and filled with dust.
"Where have you gone?"
Peng Jing and others were also puzzled. Isn't this speed too terrifying? Even his own eyes can escape?
"not good!"
Hearing the noise outside the cave, Peng Jing cursed secretly, turned around and rushed towards the outside of the cave. A group of people followed suit. Although he didn't know why, the young man had obviously escaped from under the eyes of himself and others.
Just a martial artist!
Everyone couldn't help but feel shocked. This time, surrounding and killing him was tantamount to offending him. Such a talented young man really made everyone feel nervous.
When they came out of the cave, what they saw in front of them shocked everyone violently!
...
"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"
A figure in a green shirt was surrounded by the crowd. His figure kept flickering and appearing in the crowd, avoiding those attacks that would be fatal to him.
The forest was already a mess, and a wide open space had been cleared. The ground was pitted and uneven, and as attacks failed one after another, the surrounding ground continued to explode.
At this time, the longest distance Feng Hao could travel each time was only a hundred meters, and the consumption was huge. If it were not for the constant maintenance of Wu Jing, considering the amount of Wu Jing in his body at this time, he would be able to keep walking at most.
Just take two steps.
"hiss!..."
The onlookers not far away suddenly gasped.
Such a speed can be called ghostly! There is almost no trace to be found, as if it disappeared suddenly and then appeared out of thin air.
Even the King of Martial Arts does not have such a ghost! Under the siege of dozens of powerful Martial Lords, he did not show any panic. Instead, he seemed to be strolling in the garden, playing with these Martial Lords.
People who are not familiar with Feng Hao are frightened, and those who are familiar with Feng Hao are even more frightened.
Half a month ago, when this young man was besieged, he did not have such speed. If he had such ghostly movement skills at that time, no one could stop him, and he would not be forced into this wild dragon realm.
Feng Hao's eyes were cold. The people in front of him were all dressed in Liao Lanzong's costumes. At a glance, he found that Tan Run was also watching from a distance. However, beside him were four martial masters of the third level and above.
The strong guard.
Just taking a glance at it, Tan Run couldn't help but tremble physically and mentally, and his heart felt cold.
Here, no one knows better than him what Feng Hao's strength was half a month ago. Looking at the flickering figure in green clothes, an uncontrollable fear rose in his heart, and his body trembled even more violently. He couldn't help but
Slowly retreated.
The four men beside him all looked at his unusual behavior in astonishment.
Is this still the arrogant, arrogant and arrogant monster from the previous sect?
That look of fear is like looking at a natural enemy, a fear from the bottom of my heart!
...
"Hey, are you chasing me?"
There were quite a few people of the younger generation in the audience. After a quick glance, Feng Hao's mouth curved in a sinister arc, and a crazy idea arose in his heart.
Feng Hao knew very well that the dragon body would definitely be counted against him. I am afraid these people also know about the real dragon fruit, let alone the little black dragon. For these people, it is definitely a fatal temptation.
If you have it, it is equivalent to having a super powerful fighter around you, a super guard second only to the saint. If a certain sect has it, with this, it will definitely become the seventh sect force.
Therefore, Feng Hao can imagine that once the news comes out, Langye Hundred Sects and even the Sixth Hall will never let him go!
In this case, what reason does he have to hold on? With Qinglong's talent of walking on thin air, he has the absolute ability to protect himself!
"Since you want to kill, then kill enough!"
Holding four martial arts crystals in one hand, and 'Wufeng' in the other, his body flashed, and Feng Hao flashed towards the younger generation not far away with fierce eyes.
I saw this murderous young man, and the various martial masters waiting beside the young genius were as if they were facing formidable enemies. The martial energy on their bodies was soaring, dyeing the forest with various colors, strong winds overflowing, and the surrounding vegetation was full of colors.
It collapsed and flew away.
A young man in the Wuzong realm put so much pressure on them. It was obvious that they were already afraid of the ghostly speed.
At this time, the elites of Liao Lanzong on the scene were undoubtedly the most depressed, and they almost wanted to vomit blood.
I and others were actually fooled by a little Wu Zong!
Dozens of Martial Masters were actually fooled by a young Martial Master in the midst of applause. Once word spreads, will they still have the face to be seen by others?
"Tin Run shall die!"
A cold voice full of murderous intent came out of Feng Hao's mouth. Such indifference made Tan Run in the distance tremble and almost fall to the ground.
"Damn it!"
The hearts of the few warriors surrounding Tan Run tightened, and their eyes were fixed on the figure in green shirt. The martial arts on their bodies were fierce, and they protected Tan Run.
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