Chapter 915: Wind Cleansing the Dragon King (3)

"The strength of the Dragon Sovereign is really terrifying, even if the suppressing power is in the fourth level of the gods transformation, the power of the immortal jue is almost close to the fifth level of the gods."

Feeling the monstrous power of the Dragon Emperor, Feng Wuchen felt more pressure.

Feng Wuchen encountered such a tough opponent for the first time.

Feng Wuchen, who had a strong body, completely lost its effect on the Dragon Emperor, and now he can only fight for strength.

If the Dragon Sovereign does not suppress the power, his combat power is absolutely comparable to the powerhouse of the Sixth Level of the Transcendent God Realm.

"How can Feng Wuchen resist? It's really exciting." Long Tianzhan smiled lightly, looking at Feng Wuchen.

Long Jian frowned slightly and said: "The young master is so strong, I'm afraid that the wind and dust can't stop it. The power of Long Yuanpo is much stronger than ordinary Xianjue."

It wasn't that Long Jian looked down on Feng Wuchen, he felt Feng Wuchen was very powerful, but the strength of the Dragon Emperor was stronger.

The six Tai Chi elders did not speak, they just watched the battle quietly, but they were looking forward to it in their hearts.

"drink!"

Sweeping his gaze to Feng Wuchen, the Dragon Sovereign shouted fiercely, and immediately blasted out a palm against Feng Wuchen in the air. The offensive was extremely fierce, surging and breathtaking.

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

An extremely terrifying beam of golden energy burst out, thousands of meters large, directly across the void, rushing to the wind and dust with the might of the world, and the dragon race space vibrated more violently.

Feng Wuchen looked solemn to the extreme, urging his whole body to infuse the Dragon God Sword, a **** light soared into the sky, the violent sword intent, like a awakened beast, the vast momentum continued to surge out.

"What a powerful sword intent! My soul is trembling."

"Brother Feng Wuchen's sword art is definitely not simple!"

"His momentum is terrible!"

The powerful young dragons, and even middle-aged men, were shocked by Feng Wuchen's monstrous aura.

"Faculty protector, it seems that you have guessed wrong. Feng Wuchen's sword technique is only as powerful as the Emperor's Long Yuanpo." Long Tianzhan smiled slightly.

"Brother Feng Wuchen's sword art is not easy." Long Xuandan, one of the Taiji elders, smiled.

Solanum nodded in agreement, and said: "A general Xianjue, by no means has such a breathtaking momentum."

"Sword Art of Extinguishing Soul! Extinguishing Soul, Weeping Ghosts!"

Feng Wuchen screamed fiercely, holding the Dragon God Sword in both hands, and the momentum of writing Qi swallowing mountains and rivers swept out without hesitation, and it was done in one go.

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

The huge **** sword light burst out from the tip of the wind and dust-free dragon godsword, and the harsh sonic boom resounded through the dragon space. The bright blood light covered half of the dragon space. The offensive was fierce, like an angry male. lion.

The power of Soul Destruction Sword Art was absolutely terrifying.

"Xianjue? This power is also close to the five-level realm of the Transcendent God Realm!" The Dragon Emperor frowned slightly, and Feng Wuchen's horrible sword light made him feel a slight threat.

"Boom!"

"Puff!"

In the next second, in the horrified eyes of the dragon people, the two destructive energies collided instantly and exploded as soon as they hit. The earth-shaking noise resounded throughout the dragon clan's space, and the destructive energy ripples, directly real wind and dust The emperor vomited blood and was swallowed.

The entire Dragon Race space was covered by the dazzling explosion light, and no one could open their eyes.

Under the fierce head-on, Feng Wuchen and Dragon Emperor were both shocked, and their strength was still equal.

"Longyun Storm!"

Amid the terrifying explosive energy, a loud shout from the Dragon Emperor suddenly came, and a terrifying storm swept away in vain, abruptly dispelling the energy ripples.

The methods are extremely overbearing.

"Brother Feng, can you still hold it?" Looking at Feng Wuchen in the distance, the Dragon Emperor asked with a smile, his face still with excitement, and it seemed that the injury had no effect.

"A little injury, don't care." The huge black wings wrapped Feng Wuchen, and did not suffer much damage.

"Such a terrible power, I only received a slight injury. It seems that the blood of the **** race has improved and my physical body has become much stronger. This feeling seems to be about to break through the third step of the supreme body!" Feng Wuchen secretly Surprised, he didn't expect that his physical body had become so powerful.

"Unfortunately, I have been unable to comprehend those two sword tactics, otherwise the power is absolutely terrifying, and defeating the Dragon Emperor is not a problem." Feng Wuchen secretly said.

Those two sword tactics are too profound, and Feng Wuchen has never understood it.

"Snapped!"

"Xianjue! Nine Stars Fight!"

The Dragon Emperor clasped his hands together and screamed fiercely. Between his two claws, an extremely terrifying golden energy was condensed and compressed.

When the Dragon Emperor opened his hands, six energy **** emitting golden light were condensed, each of which contained destructive energy.

The strength of the Dragon Emperor is more terrifying than the previous Dragon Yuanpo!

"Brother Feng, there is any powerful immortal decision, even if you use it, let us have a good fight!" The Dragon Emperor roared in excitement, his imposing manner.

"As expected to be the Young Master of the Dragon Race, he is so terribly strong that he can no longer keep it!" Feng Wuchen frowned again.

"Peng!"

As soon as his mind moved, Feng Wuchen's momentum suddenly changed, and a strand of black flame instantly burned on Feng Wuchen's palm, filled with a cold and terrible chill.

The space around Feng Wuchen freezes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Swire Wuhuo!" The moment he saw the black flame, Long Tianzhan's expression changed drastically.

"Wu Huo!" The six Tai Chi elders were all shocked.

"Is this the Taikoo Wuhuo? It is actually an icy atmosphere!" Long Yuntian, the elder, was shocked, his old eyes protruding.

The black flames and the extremely terrifying cold air frightened everyone in the Dragon Race and made them pale.

"Swire Wuhuo!" Dragon Emperor was also quite shocked.

"Buzz!"

The power of destroying the world urged it with all its strength, the breath of Feng Wuchen soared, and the overbearing and terrifying power continued to erupt, the sword was drawn on the body of the sword, and the blood-red dragon sword burst into black flames instantly. .

Combination of black fire and the power of destroying the world, the dragon **** sword, black in the blood!

"Wuhuo actually merged with Primordial Power!" The Dragon Emperor's expression suddenly changed.

"Does the combination of Wuhuo and the Primordial Power display sword art?" Long Tianzhan and others stared in shock.

After fusion, what terrifying power will there be?

Incorporating the power of the black fire, the aura that diffused from the Dragon God Sword was more than twice as powerful as before, frightening everyone in the Dragon Race to the utmost.

"Sword Extinguishing Soul! Extinguishing Soul Slashing the Sky!"

Feng Wuchen's eyes flashed fiercely, and he immediately shouted, holding the Dragon God Sword in both hands and slashing out.

The huge **** sword light flew out in vain, and the surface was still burning with black flames, terrifying and strange.

This sword light has already integrated all the power of Feng Wuchen. Win or lose depends on this sword!