Wei Hao did not intervene and continued to watch with cold eyes. This is the practice of "martyr arrogance". He will either perish under oppression or explode under oppression.

Without "Longmuxiang", all Feng Jinan can do is grit his teeth and persevere.

I was a little embarrassed, but I didn't give up.

"Damn it, the old guy must be trying to train me..."

Although they couldn't see where Wei Hao was, the Xiaolong people were sure that Wei Hao was nearby and watching with cold eyes.

Not just watching, but watching indifferently!

"kill!!"

Two groups of knights came to cover up the attack, each armed with a horse, a short spear, and a charge, knocking Feng Jinan like a sandbag.

Changsha stabbed with all his strength, and almost every thrust hit Feng Jinan's vitals.

There were five or six holes in the dragon's tail, and the skin was torn and the flesh was bleeding.

After all, he was an eight-year-old child, and he was crying in pain, but he was holding back a lot of energy, and it was impossible to scream. He gritted his teeth and thought: That old guy is so fierce, so can I!

laugh!!

With short arms and short legs, he is not much taller than a standard sword. Toyo Jinan is waving the sword in his hand, which is really funny, like a clown in a circus.

The frightened remnants of the defeated generals actually became more courageous as they fought with Feng Jinan.

Various spells were launched again, and the attack became smoother and smoother.

Wei Hao's eyes were cold and stern. When he saw Feng Jin'an still holding the knife, he felt furious. While cursing the idiot, he was touched by this boy's tenacity.

Eight-year-old children, like those of the same age in Weijiawan, are probably not chasing fish and shrimps, walking dogs to chase chickens.

Feng Jinan is eight years old, but he has no choice. If he cannot become stronger as soon as possible, when disaster strikes again, Wei Hao is not sure whether he can still protect a defenseless child.

Only becoming stronger is the only way out!

Ding!!

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...

Toyo Jinan slashed a soldier's spear with his sword. As a result, only sparks flew everywhere, not to mention the wound, not even half of the fur was shaved off.

"What a piece of junk!! Bah!!"

Throwing away the sword in his hand, Feng Jinan jumped several times with bare hands, stepped on a cloud, and dodged several sudden sword auras.

The eyes of the little dragon man became increasingly angry and red, the fangs in his mouth seemed to be lengthening, and the bleeding dragon tail gradually scabbed. Standing on the clouds, Feng Jinan clenched his fists tightly: "Damn it.

! Over and over again! Bullying others too much! Bullying others too much! Bullying others too much——"

The red "martyr's arrogance" is constantly flashing and expanding. His path of advancement is different from Wei Hao's.

Although the color of the "martyr's arrogance" did not change, the majestic firepower became more and more concentrated, with an intensity that made Wei Haodu's eyes light up.

Wow.

The sound of chains came, and at some point, Feng Jinan slowly condensed a chain with fire in his hand.

The chain slid, and Feng Jinan felt the weight in his hands. His expression was also full of childishness and fear, and what followed was a different kind of cruelty, and... ferocity.

It was the rage of a trapped beast still fighting, but Feng Jinan was not a simple trapped beast.

"There's a situation!"

"There's something wrong with this little evil dragon!"

"Form up!"

"Aren't you leaving?"

"Leave now, I'm afraid we'll all defeat you..."

Before one of the captains could finish his words, there was a sudden "crack" sound as the chains shook, and a large ring appeared in the air, a large ring of red flames.

"Die to me——"

Along with Feng Jinan's roar, the blade, the strange blade, suddenly appeared on the side of the captain. Then, like a crescent moon, a white light flashed, and where the flames burned, there was actually the captain's blood spurting out.

Wow!!

The chain was put back, and what fell into Feng Jinan's hand was a sickle.

The seemingly ordinary sickle, wrapped in "martyr arrogance", has an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"You all must die—"

boom!!

The "martyr's arrogance" erupted, and Feng Jinan jumped up from the clouds like an arrow, "Evil dragon! Evil dragon! Evil dragon! Evil dragon! Evil dragon of your mother!"

"I am a human being——"

laugh!

puff--

The scythe was thrown out and instantly hit a knight's head. Toyo Jinan swung his arm as hard as he could, causing the knight's head to be dismembered immediately.

The blood spurting out was actually ignited by the "martyr's arrogance". There is no doubt that this knight is also a man with powerful magic power. It is a pity that he encountered the sudden change of the dragon man.

The mana ignited by the "martyr's arrogance" is like gangrene attached to the bone. It cannot be easily cleared away in a short time.

Wei Hao crossed his hands and stood on the top of the mountain overlooking the mountain. His sharp eyes saw all the changes in Feng Jinan. At this moment, the Xiaolong man, in desperate situation and death, had mastered his "martyr's arrogance".

Moreover, Feng Jinan took a completely different path from his own.

My own "martyr's arrogance" pursues justice. Regardless of heaven, earth, man, gods, and ghosts, this justice is the most powerful way.

Feng Jinan did not pursue the Supreme Being. What he wanted was survival, his own survival, and the survival of all living beings within his own power.

This is the inheritance in his bones and the foundation for generations of Yunzhong Divine Lords.

When faced with the powerful, especially when faced with unprecedented power, Yunzhong Shenjun will be patient, but he will also play tricks to take advantage of loopholes. But as long as the final result is acceptable, Yunzhong Shenjun will be very satisfied.

The same is true for Feng Jinan.

He longs for the Golden Dragon Ax and also wants the Dragon Wood Incense. This is instinctive. It can even be said that as long as it is an individual, it is probably the same.

But without all of this, and he himself has reached a desperate situation, every generation of Yun Zhongjun will rise up to resist.

Because if you don't resist, you and the sentient beings you love will suffer disaster.

He had to do this and had to resist.

"Come on! Don't you want to fight? Don't you want to kill?"

Wow! Wow! Wow!

The chains were flying in the air, the scythe at the end was harvesting, and the "martyr arrogance" of the little dragon man illuminated the entire mountain.

I don’t know how many weak elves could see this scene clearly. In the darkness, it was especially clear and thrilling.

"Monster! Don't be so arrogant——"

The sword energy strikes again!

The man's hair was disheveled, and his armor had been shattered. Wei Hao brought not only a sense of oppression, but also terrifying destructive power.

This man's hood has disappeared, but looking at his leather boots and armor, you can tell that he is somewhat of a general.

Glancing at this man's green sword energy, Wei Hao could tell at a glance that he was a disciple of Dongmang Sword Pavilion.

"Monster?! Hahahahahaha..."

Feng Jinan was wearing a bellyband, bulging his belly and walking on the clouds laughing, "I stand upright and upright, worthy of the land and water. If I want to be a monster, what are you, the executioners who invaded Yunmeng? Is it possible that you are still human beings?"

!”

Asking sternly, the little doll's head was tall and his eyes became more and more fierce: "Use whatever skills you have! I will only use three moves to kill the lost dog. After three moves, you will report to hell!"

The sickle was like a crescent moon, emitting light that made the general wielding the sword look askance at it.

"What a shame! The first fire in the world is the work of my ancestors! You know nothing about flames-"

cut!!

With one sword, he slashed out blazing flames, and the flames gradually condensed into a giant. The surrounding mana continued to expand, and a large number of runes began to be derived. At the same time, this general had an additional level of power that made him transcend his own realm of ghosts and immortals.

limit.

"Official authority..."

Wei Hao saw this scene and nodded slightly. This swordsman with an official position and a fighting spirit is indeed not simple.

Judging from the fireworks full of mana, it should be after the "Suiren clan".

"After the 'Suiren clan', he practiced in Dongmangjian Pavilion. He is the leader of two sects."

Wei Hao could already imagine how this general would fight.

Roar!!!

At the same time as the flame giant roared, a large amount of green light sword energy rushed forward instantly, like bamboo shoots springing up after a rain, sword energy rising from the ground one after another.
To be continued...