Two Thousand Four Hundred and Three Come Like Running Water and Pass Away Like Wind

【The latest chapter of Dragon King Legend】

boom!

A well-preserved ancient palace exploded, and all the restrictions and formations stored in it collapsed in an instant.

Thinking about the two ice and snow statues of the four-veined emperor in front of the palace gate, one can know how terrifying the energy will be after the explosion.

The man in gray was the first to suffer, and was blown up on the spot, seriously injured.

"what happened?"

The Tenth Prince and the other disciples were also quite frightened, and their expressions changed wildly.

While he was wondering, a red light burst out from the billowing dust and smoke.

"Xiao Chen!"

The gray-clothed man on the ground suddenly became furious, and the surging energy in his body burst out at this moment with all his strength.

boom!

The surging flame energy in his body is like an erupting volcano, the moment it rises into the sky.

Half of the sky was dyed red by the raging flames. This sudden burst of power can be described as majestic.

"It's Senior Rong's magma domain!"

The tenth prince and the other three disciples suddenly showed a gleam of joy in their eyes, they knew it very well. If the man in gray didn't erupt, once it erupted, the force would be like a ten-thousand-year volcano, and even the Emperor of the Four Meridians couldn't stand it.

"Xiao Chen...leave it to me!"

It has to be said that the power that erupted was really astonishing, and it actually made him stop Xiao Chen.

However, on the back of the Demon Blood Vulture, Xiao Chen, who was smelling the fragrance of roses, looked calm and did not change at all.

"Get back."

With a slight frown, he waved the secret technique of the dragon gate, and the wrath of the sky was displayed.

boom!

Seeing the anger from the primordial ancestral dragon, across time and space, come to all directions. With a giant hand that held up to the sky, lightning burst out from the palm of the palm. Under the blessing of the Dao Domain, the Five Elements Divine Thunder evolved a small world.

Snapped,

Not giving the man in gray any room to dodge, he just rushed up and was about to explode.

Before he had time to look at Xiao Chen a few more times, he was slapped down by Xiao Chen's palm.

Immediately, thousands of knife marks were drawn across his body, and every knife mark flashed with thunder, crackling and rushing into his body.

The man in gray who was slammed into the snow was screaming like a wolf howling, and he was dying of pain.

"Damn! My ice and snow heritage, no one wants to take away my ice and snow heritage!"

Looking at Xiao Chen, he slapped the man in gray away with his palm, and was about to leave completely without much pause.

The tenth prince ran away violently, feeling extremely unwilling. He was the first to arrive at the Ice and Snow Inheritance. At the first glance, he was already convinced that the Ice and Snow Inheritance belonged to him.

Clang!

The Yanhuang sword was unsheathed in his hand, and a flash of sword light illuminated the private room.

The sword body is surrounded by dragon shadows, and under the blessing of dragon luck, the space pressure in this area of ​​the world has actually weakened a lot.

Faintly, the four-dimensional space fluctuates continuously, and it seems that there are many warriors who want to cross the sky.

On the back of the Demon Blood Vulture, Xiao Chen frowned slightly. The Tenth Prince wanted to gather all his disciples to forcibly encircle him.

Endless!

Between the brows, killing intent exploded, Xiao Chen who had already gone away.

Soaring into the air, the moment he turned around, a purple thunder mark was left in the air. The next moment, like teleportation, he appeared in front of the Tenth Prince out of thin air.

"Stop him, stop him, when I gather all the followers, it will be his death."

A look of horror flashed in the eyes of the Tenth Prince, and he shouted anxiously.

Whoosh whoosh!

The remaining three retainers appeared in front of the Tenth Prince, trying to block Xiao Chen's impact for him.

But at this moment, Xiao Chen, with the alloy dragon armor on his body, his combat power skyrocketed, and he didn't have the slightest plan to spare any strength.

Supreme Dragon Fist, without even thinking about it, just displayed it.

Roar!

Ever since entering Yanhuang Ancient Mausoleum, the Wanlong Jue, which has never stopped, erupted suddenly.

The golden dragon shadows cruising in the sea of ​​divine origin jumped out of the body, overflowing with supreme dragon might.

A mighty group of dragons, wandering in the sky and the earth, going to the sky and entering the sea, who is respected?

The world is full of wilderness, the dragons have no leader, the world is unfair, and the evil dragon is in power, why should we respect it? Luck is bad, life is as thin as paper... What is the supremacy, in heaven and earth, I am the only one!

The Supreme Dragon Fist's heart method circulated, and under the blessing of Wanlongtu, Xiao Chen displayed the profound meaning of Tianlong to the fullest.

With one punch, it's called Dragons Without a Leader!

With one punch, it's called Commanding Dragons!

This punch is called Tianlong Wuhui!

Boom boom boom!

One punch defeated one person, three punches blasted out, and the remaining three retainers of the Tenth Prince were powerless to resist. There was a huge shock all over his body, all internal organs were shattered, and the divine seal exploded, turning into a streamer and blasting away.

"Don't……"

The tenth prince was dumbfounded, his expression was stunned, and he was a little stupid when he saw Xiao Chen killing him.

Retracting his fist, holding the scabbard on his back with his right hand, Xiao Chen expressionlessly pulled out the scabbard.

clang!

The tyrant knife is out of its sheath, and the light of the knife is amazing in the world. Completely covered up the light of the Yanhuang Sword in the hands of the Tenth Prince, and then mercilessly slashed it out.

The sword intent erupted like a mountain torrent and a tsunami, and the precious armor on the Tenth Prince's body was directly chopped into pieces.

A terrible knife mark was left on the chest, which was half a foot long, and blood spattered like a spring.

Snapped!

The Tenth Prince who was knocked flying and landed on the ground didn't have time to get up. Xiao Chen followed like a shadow, one foot landed on his chest.

This kick happened to step on the wound on the tenth prince's chest, making people unbearable to hear the screams.

From the mouth of the Tenth Prince, madness erupted.

The Yanhuang sword in his hand had already fallen, and the Tenth Prince felt so painful that he couldn't think at all.

If he could choose again, he would definitely not be nosy, just watch Xiao Chen fly away from him.

But there is no if in this world, his idea of ​​gathering disciples and encircling Xiao Chen made him taste the pain and fear that he had never felt in his life.

Clang!

The moonlight shone on the knife, and Xiao Chen put the knife back into its sheath, looking like a clear spring flowing in the air.

"Go away, you voluntarily abstain from voting."

Of course the prince can't be killed, at least the tenth prince can't be killed... But it's not Xiao Chen's style to make him so cheap.

"Don't don't..."

Enduring the severe pain, the tenth prince looked up at Xiao Chen, looking at Xiao Chen's condescending eyes. It felt like the height of a mountain was separated between the two of them, and there was infinite pressure coming towards him.

Thinking of myself, he might be the first one to be eliminated in this battle for prince.

At that time, in the eyes of many princes and family heads, the first one will be out in embarrassment.

The Tenth Prince felt terrible when he thought about it, such a shameful thing was really unacceptable.

"I have dragon yuan. Senior Rong and the others have helped me hunt down many ferocious beasts in the snowy area in the past few days. I have also collected some dragon yuan. If you want, I will give them all to you."

After racking his brains, the Tenth Prince thought of the only chance to let Xiao Chen let him go.

But looking at Xiao Chen's unchanged face, sweat dripped down his forehead involuntarily.

"I... that's all. I can give you one-fifth of the dragon yuan in my Yanhuang Sword, no more. One-fourth... Damn it, one-third, it's okay."

"half."

Xiao Chen opened his mouth calmly, and said lightly: "If you don't want to, I will send you away now."

Theoretically, if the prince does not voluntarily abstain, others cannot make him leave, but now the tenth prince is lying at Xiao Chen's feet.

Xiao Chen has at least a hundred ways to make the opponent voluntarily abstain.

"Okay, I promise you!"

The tenth prince is extremely unwilling, but what if he refuses to agree, "Let go of your feet first."

Whoosh!

The moment he let go of his foot, the Tenth Prince hurriedly got up, took out a pill and took it.

Not afraid of his repentance, Xiao Chen waited quietly.

Longyuan is the materialization of the emperor's dragon luck, in other words, it is the dragon's luck.

Every prince has his own dragon luck, which is stored in the Yanhuang Sword, and the dragon yuan collected by the disciples will eventually be gathered in the prince's Yanhuang Sword.

When the tenth prince passed half of the dragon luck in his Yanhuang sword to Xiao Chen's jade slip, the nine-foot dragon shadow wrapped around his sword suddenly shrunk in half.

Invisibly, the other disciples of the Tenth Prince's disciples in various places felt that the space pressure they were facing suddenly increased sharply.

The jade slip in the palm of the hand is crystal clear, like a peerless jade, with a stream of light flowing in the jade, raising a dragon shadow.

Xiao Chen lightly grasped it, and the warmth filled his whole body. The chill from the snowy area was gone.

The space pressure dropped even more sharply.

Immediately, he understood that Long Yuan could reduce the pressure in space, and as time went by, the advantage of the prehistoric bloodline here would disappear.

"Thank you."

Xiao Chen stretched out his arms, and his voice crossed the sky, like a flying dragon in the sky, elegant and domineering. When it fell, a smear of blood-colored red light streaked across the sky, just in time to catch it, turned into a stream of blood flames and went away with the wind.

Coming like running water, passing like wind...

The tenth prince sat on the ground in a slump, the wound on his chest no longer hurt, but he didn't know when the shadow in his heart would disappear.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, half of his sleeves were soaked through.