Chapter 1169 The Golden Dragon Town Prison Killing

Xu Yanmo was a little dazed, what kind of opponent was he facing?

The next moment, he saw that the figure on the ground that had lost the ability to fly was slowly suspended. Those eyes full of madness stared at him like that. With the burning of the flames on his body, he flew faster and faster. He was actually active, like moths to the flame, and went straight to Xu Yanmo. rush away.

At this moment, Xu Yanmo's heart seemed to be ignited, and all his reason completely disappeared. If you want to die, then you die!

Xu Yanmo is definitely calm among the dragon clan. But no matter how calm the existence, in the atmosphere in front of him, the fire inside was not ignited.

Although he couldn't hear the cheers outside, he could feel it, and everyone's attention was not on him, the winner.

The pride in his heart made his own blood also boil. Regardless of the god-destroying shock power that was rapidly invading the body, the splendid golden light was once again ignited.

With two broken wings, he still has four wings to fly. With a dazzling and dazzling golden brilliance, he came down bravely, with a mournful dragon roar, and with an indomitable domineering arrogance, he greeted the golden figure that flew towards him brazenly.

On the Long Li Pillar, the dinosaur knight Luo Lan has stood up. He can accept Lan losing this game, but he absolutely cannot accept Lan dying in this game.

Not only him, but also the other three dragon knights. They can all see that in today's battle, Lan's performance has ignited the fire in the hearts of all the younger generations. As long as she can grow up, this is an existence that can become the spiritual leader of the dragon clan in the future!

This is the heir, or even the successor, that the Dragon Clan really needs. How rare is such a person?

The dragon knights are ready to take action and end this fight to the death.

However, at this time, the expressions of the four dragon knights were stiff at first, and then became strange the next moment.

The Aotian Dragon Knight, who was still sitting firmly on the Dragon Power Pillar, suddenly stood up, his eyes full of inconceivable looks towards the third war zone.

In the next moment of astonishment, Luo Lan dodged and stood in front of Aotian Dragon Knight Long Chaoyang.

"puff--"

In the third war zone, when the two dazzling figures collided again, there was no previous roaring sound.

One of the figures,

Suddenly it broke like a bubble, yes, it broke. It turned into a faint halo and dissipated in the air.

Xu Yanmo's all-out attack fell completely in the air, and the huge light element energy turned into a huge shock wave and rushed into the distance, directly bombarding the protective cover.

He used the full blow in the empty space, and Xu Yanmo, who had already prepared for the impact, spat out a mouthful of blood. The feeling of using the wrong force made him feel like a deflated ball, and he fell into the most empty place in one fell swoop. state.

But at this moment, a cold female voice sounded in his ear.

"Golden Dragon, Zhen - Prison - Kill -"

The dazzling golden light burst out, and countless golden lights and shadows fell madly on Xu Yanmo, who was in the most empty state. The figure that had long since returned to human form burned with golden flames, bursting with dazzling brilliance.

Xu Yanmo's aloof body was directly pressed from the sky and smashed to the ground, the remaining four wings were at the same time. Under the innumerable golden lights, all the light was extinguished.

The entire Shenglong stage instantly became silent. All eyes were focused on that figure.

Yes, at this moment, in the third war zone, there is only one figure standing.

Although "she" was bent over at this time, coughing up blood in a big mouth. Although the flame of life in "her" is gradually weakening. However, "she" was still standing. And is the only one still standing on the battlefield.

At the feet of "her", the once powerful opponent was pressed to the ground and rubbed. Completely lost consciousness. But "she" didn't kill her, she didn't destroy her opponent when she could kill her.

"Announce the results!" Bai Xiuxiu almost screamed and rushed towards the third theater.

The referee only woke up at this time and announced loudly: "Lan, win!"

Yes, won. Lan Xuanyu won, and in an almost impossible situation, he won the game.

All the forbearance is for the preparation of the last blow.

From the moment the two sides collided, he knew that there was a huge gap between his cultivation and Xu Yanmo, who was already close to the Limit Douluo level. Therefore, he has been making arrangements, at the expense of his own heavy losses, waiting for the last chance.

He spared no effort to use the God-destroying Shock, resisting the opponent's attacks again and again, and being traumatized by the opponent again and again, all of which are true.

In fact, although he could not use the power of the Silver Dragon King, the part of the power that belonged to the Silver Dragon King was also supplemented to the Golden Dragon King in the transformation of the blood vortex.

The only thing Xu Yanmo didn't know was that Lan Xuanyu was stronger than he thought in terms of fighting ability. Even at the end, Lan Xuanyu was still not at the level of serious injury.

At the end of the bloodline burning, Lan Xuanyu even took into account the other party's mentality. He believed that at that time, no matter what kind of opponent it was, it was impossible to think that he might still have a false shot.

And that's when he did it.

Treasure hunter, shot at the last moment to help him transform. A huge golden dragon figure was transformed, and the tragic scene was transformed.

In fact, the real Lan Xuanyu's body had already turned into a human form and was hidden in the corner. After waiting for Xu Yanmo to vent all his attack power on the phantom, give him a fatal blow.

Golden-patterned Blue Silver Grass, sixth soul skill, Golden Dragon Suppressing Prison Killing!

This is a soul skill inherited from the Golden Dragon King, and it is also a powerful soul skill inherited from Tang Wulin, Golden Dragon Moon Language. In the final battle, the opponent was given a fatal attack. If it wasn't for Lan Xuanyu's last hand, he might have put Xu Yanmo to death.

But he knew he couldn't do that. With the Aotian Dragon Knight present, if he really killed Xu Yanmo, it would be very difficult for him to get out of the Rising Dragon Terrace himself.

If he wins, he still wins. He defeated a super Douluo-level opponent unprecedentedly. It is still the bright holy dragon wearing the dragon armor and possessing the tyrannical body of the dragon race.

At that moment, the joy was dripping, and his own bloodlines became active.

Following the referee's announcement of the outcome of the match, Lan Xuanyu couldn't control his body any longer, so he sat down on the ground and fell beside Xu Yanmo.

At this moment, his consciousness was blurred, and he just felt a familiar voice calling him. Everything seems to be getting lost. But there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

However, what no one noticed was that the blood on the ground was quietly decreasing. It flowed in through the broken gap at the top of the Shenglong Platform and disappeared silently.

The four dragon knights are already standing on their own dragon power pillars at this time. Although they didn't come to the scene in person, they could clearly feel it with their super-deep cultivation. The two young talents of the Dragon Clan who fought against each other were only severely injured, and they were both still alive.

Luo Lan has already moved out of the way and turned to look at Long Chaoyang.

Long Chaoyang was also looking at him, and in the next moment, Long Chaoyang suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand to Luo Lan, showed his thumb, and then clapped his hands together.

Luo Lan laughed and also applauded.

"Clap clap, clap clap..."

The applause sounded from the four pillars of dragon power at the top, and then the applause spread down to the top of the dragon clan. In the end, the audience burst into applause. Cheers, whistles, one after another.