Chapter 136 You Are Not My Opponent
"Haha! Not bad!" Gao Fan sneered, "I was really procrastinating just now."
While speaking, Ziyan stood up behind Gao Fan and whispered in Gao Fan's ear, "Five hundred miles to the west!"
"Great Void Ancient Dragon Clan!" Feng Xuan's expression froze, "You guys..."
Gao Fan sneered, "I'm sorry, maybe... we have to get there first!"
Swish!
Gao Fan and several people disappeared directly into the air.
"What?" Feng Xuan looked horrified and waved his hands in various ways, trying to tear open a space crack, but to no avail.
"The space in this place is imprisoned, how did they do it?" Feng Xuan looked at his bloody palm with a look of horror. It was the backlash brought by his forcible activation of the power of space.
"Quick! Let's speed up!" Feng Qing'er had a grim look on her face. If that thing were to be the first girl from the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, she would be mad.
When Feng Xuan and his party arrived, they saw Gao Fan and his party waiting for them at the destination with a contented expression.
Ziyan stood beside a golden cauldron, continuously conveying vindictive energy. There was a golden fruit in the cauldron, which was being refined into a liquid.
"Dragon Transformation Stage?" Feng Xuan's eyes widened, "Dragon Emperor Zhukun is really a big hand, and he is not afraid of breaking it by handing all this to you, a little girl!"
Ziyan smiled, "Because the royal father knows how weak you turkeys are, so he is not afraid at all!"
"Turkey? Who are you scolding?" Feng Qing'er's face froze, "Is there a way to go heads-up!"
Ziyan waved his hands to collect the Dragon Transformation Stage and the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit, and smiled lightly, "Single duel! But Feng Qinger, you are not my opponent, let Feng Xuan come!"
"I saw a play!" Gao Fan found a big bluestone with a playful face, and sat on it.
Looking like a crowd eating melons, I can't wait to take out melon seeds and fruits.
Gao Fan let Ziyan take action, because they had discussed before, the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan and the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan will have a fight sooner or later, so let them fight.
Feng Qing'er's face turned purple with anger, and her teeth rattled.
"Miss Qing'er, don't be impulsive, she is right!" Feng Xuan put a hand on Feng Qing'er's shoulder.
"Humph!" Feng Qing'er snorted heavily, walking behind Feng Xuan and standing still.
"Please!" Feng Xuan's face froze, and his body floated up.
Zi Yan did not hesitate, and directly followed Feng Xuan. The two stood in tandem at a high altitude.
"Tianhuang Tyrant Fist!"
Feng Xuan took the lead, punched out, and a dazzling golden light burst out, and a ten-meter-wide golden fist went towards Ziyan.
Everywhere he passed, the space set off a ripple, fierce and domineering.
"Void Dragon Holy Hand!"
In the face of a powerful opponent, Zi Yan did not hesitate, suddenly raised his hand, and a ten-meter-high purple palm print flew straight up.
The two attacks intersected in space, bursting with hot energy, and everyone watching the battle below felt as if they were in a sea of fire.
Gao Fan hurriedly waved his hand to protect everyone.
The elders of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan also protected the group one after another.
After a while, the explosion dissipated, and Zi Yan and Feng Xuan stopped.
Everyone can see that the strength of the two is evenly matched, so it is not a solution to fight like this.
Feng Qing'er's expression turned cold, "Ziyan! The Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit belongs to my Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, so please return it to me soon!"