Dragon God Sovereign

The fierce hand-to-hand combat lasted for a few minutes, and Leng Mucheng, an elite of the Black Flag Army, couldn't take the slightest advantage.

Leng Mucheng also realized that Feng Wuchen's reaction speed was higher than that of ordinary people, and there was a feeling of divine prediction.

Leng Mucheng could be hit every time, but he was cleverly and dangerously avoided, which surprised Leng Mucheng.

"As an elite of the Black Flag Army, I have been training in the barracks for three years. Which one is not a copper wall and an iron wall? This kid can actually compete with me." Leng Mucheng was shocked.

After three years of training in the Black Flag Army, what kind of genius Leng Mucheng has not seen? Leng Mucheng had seen him on the first day of the empire, but he had never seen such a perverted genius as Feng Wuchen.

"Who is this kid? A few years younger than me, he has such a fierce strength, and he is not afraid of the strength of Luan Tiancheng." Leng Mucheng began to wonder where Feng Wuchen came from.

The fierce hand-to-hand combat ended, and the two retreated.

"It is worthy of being an elite of the Black Flag Army. The strength is indeed very strong. The general Huayuan Realm Triple Layer is not his opponent at all. He should not have done his best yet. With my current strength, it is indeed not easy to defeat him. I must win by speed. "Feng Wuchen secretly said in his heart, not dare to underestimate the enemy.

Leng Mucheng's strength is indeed not weak, and Feng Wuchen is not unsure if he is head-on, but it is just unnecessary.

Leng Mucheng honed in the Black Flag Army for three years, but learned vicious fighting skills. The tricks are deadly. A hard touch will only cause damage to Feng Wuchen. If Feng Wuchen's strength and body are strong enough, he would have fallen long ago. Lost.

However, Feng Wuchen is already very powerful with the strength of the first layer of the Huayuan realm, which can compete with the triple stage of the Huayuan realm.

The street was quiet, everyone's eyes fell on Leng Mucheng and Feng Wuchen.

"It is indeed not easy to be able to resist my eight-strength strength without falling into the wind." Leng Mucheng sneered, as he did not give his full strength.

Leng Mucheng once again set up a fighting posture, and a more powerful force burst out. Leng Mucheng sneered and said, "Next I will kill you!"

"Then it depends on your ability." Feng Wuchen sneered. When the dragon god's power was urged, Feng Wuchen took the lead in attacking.

The figure burst out like a tiger, then jumped high, and hit Leng Mucheng with a punch.

"He didn't actually do his best! His speed and strength have increased again!" Feeling the power of Feng Wuchen's punch, Leng Mucheng frowned slightly, and quickly avoided to the left.

"boom!"

With a fierce punch, it hit the street ground fiercely. With a muffled sound, it directly pierced the bluestone ground and blasted a small hole. The power was extremely powerful.

A terrible punch, if it hits a person, I'm afraid the whole body's bones will be broken!

Feng Wuchen's punch made Ge Changkong's faces pale, and the expressions in Feng Wuchen's eyes were full of fear.

Leng Mucheng let out a cold snort and swept out with a fierce force. Seeing that posture, Feng Wuchen would definitely be kicked to break a few bones if he was hit.

"What?" But the moment Leng Mucheng got out of his legs, his face suddenly changed.

"boom!"

The moment Leng Mucheng stepped out, Feng Wuchen punched him at a faster speed. With a muffled sound, it hit Leng Mucheng's abdomen, and the violent force knocked Leng Mucheng back several meters.

"That's all your strength?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer, very powerful.

"What's going on? His speed increased instantly!" Leng Mucheng's heart was shocked, and the attack just now made him unresponsive.

The tyrannical power, even Leng Mucheng with a copper wall and iron wall, felt the sharp pain from his abdomen at this moment, and Feng Wuchen's contempt also made Leng Mucheng angry.

Leng Mucheng's face became gloomy, and his cold and terrifying murderous aura became even stronger.

"Do you know the consequences of angering me?" Leng Mucheng gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and then rushed fiercely.

"Boom boom!"

Leng Mucheng's attack became more and more fierce, using all the fighting skills of the Black Flag Army, which was completely different from the general martial arts routine, and every punch and kick carried fatal damage.

But even so, Leng Mucheng still couldn't hit Feng Wuchen, as if Feng Wuchen completely saw through the Black Flag Army's fighting skills.

Even if he couldn't hit, he was counterattacked by Feng Wuchen with astonishing speed and keen perception, with one punch and one punch, extremely clever.

Leng Mucheng became more angry as he fought, and had completely lost his calmness.

Luan Tiancheng was watched by so many people. As the first master of Luan Tiancheng's younger generation, how could he bear it when he was played as a monkey in front of a Huayuan realm first layer?

But the more he lost his calm judgment, the more flawed Leng Mucheng was, and he was completely crushed by Feng Wuchen.

"Isn't Big Brother Leng his opponent? How do you feel that the more he fights, the stronger?" Ge Changkong said in horror, his face pale as paper.

Zhao Yang swallowed in horror, and said in a daze: "I...I also feel this way, and he can completely see through the moves of Brother Leng."

The crowd watching the battle was more shocked at this moment. At first, Leng Mucheng could still show strength, but with the passage of time and the terrifying speed displayed by Feng Wuchen, the situation has been completely reversed and Leng Mucheng has been suppressed. There is nothing to fight back.

"I'm impetuous, you can't beat me at all! The Black Flag Army elites are nothing but that." Feng Wuchen spoke coldly while despising dodge.

"Shut up for me!" Leng Mucheng roared furiously, unable to bear it anymore.

Pushed by the tyrannical true essence, Leng Mucheng shouted angrily: "Huang-rank high-rank martial arts! Broken mountain and river!"

An extremely tyrannical force burst out, and Leng Mucheng blasted out a palm in the air, and a white palm print the size of a foot shot flew out with a strong palm wind.

Feng Wuchen's eyes were dignified, and the power of the Dragon God urged again, and he urged it with all his strength, his whole body was filled with a faint golden light, like a war **** possessed.

"Triple Heaven's Wrath Palm!" Feng Wuchen yelled, and the same palm blasted out.

A golden palm print flew out carrying the shocking weather, unstoppable!

"Boom!"

"puff!"

Two powerful palm prints collided with each other in a blink of an eye, rumbling exploded, and the extremely fierce energy shook Leng Mucheng's mouth with blood, and was shaken back six or seven meters.

Although Feng Wuchen was not injured, he was shaken back two meters, and the blood inside his body was violently churning.

If it weren't for the Dragon God's power to be violent enough, and a strong body, Feng Wuchen would definitely be injured.

"This is impossible!" Leng Mucheng stared at Feng Wuchen with eyes wide in shock.

"hiss......"

Everyone watching the game, including Ge Changkong and the others, took a breath of shock. No one could believe that Leng Mucheng was injured in a head-on collision!

With this head-on, everyone could see that Leng Mucheng had lost! Lost to a mysterious boy in the first layer of Huayuan Realm!

"Big Brother Feng actually injured Leng Mucheng! Leng Mucheng is actually not Brother Feng's opponent!" Liu Qingyang was shocked for a long time before exclaiming, completely unable to believe his eyes.

"Big Brother Feng must be using Xuan-level martial arts!" Miao Qingqing was stunned, she was quite sure that Feng Wuchen was using Xuan-level martial arts.

Huayuan Realm Yizhong defeated Huayuan Realm Sanzhong, is this coincidence or luck? Everyone was puzzled.

"Xuan-level martial arts! Who are you?" Leng Mu asked ferociously, staring at Feng Wuchen with fierce eyes.

"Dragon Shadow!" Feng Wuchen thought, and the figure suddenly swayed out magically, with a more terrifying speed, leaving behind a trail of shadows, like ghosts, appearing in front of Leng Mucheng in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this magical scene and terrifying speed, everyone was once again deeply shocked!

"What kind of body is this?" Leng Mucheng began to panic in his heart.

If Feng Wuchen used such a terrifying body technique from the beginning, I'm afraid Leng Mucheng would have been defeated long ago.

Feng Wuchen's expressionless face, cold eyes staring at Leng Mucheng, making the latter feel cold all over, the feeling is like falling into hell.

"The strength of the Black Flag Army is too weak. After three years of training in the barracks, it's just this ability, but it gives you an arrogant and defiant ability." Feng Wuchen said coldly.

"You dare to insult the Black Flag Army! Do you know the consequences of offending the Black Flag Army?" Leng Mucheng said fiercely.

"I'm talking about you! Don't move the Black Flag Army out to scare me." Feng Wuchen sneered, and his contemptuous eyes glanced at Leng Mucheng.

"You!" Leng Mucheng couldn't wait to tear Feng Wuchen to pieces, but unfortunately he was seriously injured and it was impossible to defeat Feng Wuchen.

Just about to speak, Feng Wuchen's flame sword was already on Leng Mucheng's chest, and Feng Wuchen said coldly: "I want to kill you easily."

"Then you try! I'm not a person who is afraid of death, the big deal is that the fish die and the net is broken!" Leng Mucheng shouted angrily, the tyrannical true essence burst out violently.

"Do you really think I dare?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer.

Leng Mucheng said gloomily and angrily: "Kill me, you must be injured too, do you think you can leave Luantian City alive?"

When the two faced each other, there was a big movement not far away, and a large group of guards rushed over.

"Konger! How are you? Are you okay?" a middle-aged man asked Ge Changkong, looking very panicked.

"Yang'er, how are you doing?" another middle-aged man asked Zhao Yang.

The high-levels of the various families in Luan Tiancheng came with their guards one after another, and they had obviously received the news.

Even Leng Mucheng's father, Leng Zhengnan, the lord of Luan Tiancheng, came, but his face was very ugly.

"Father, kill that kid quickly, he wants to kill me! Liu Qingyang is with him!" Ge Changkong woke up abruptly and shouted at his father.

"Liu Shan! If my son has any shortcomings, I must kill your son!" Patriarch Ge immediately yelled at Liu Shan, murderous.

"Qingyang, what happened?" The Liu family leaders also rushed over, and the Liu Patriarch asked solemnly, ignoring the existence of Ge Patriarch.

"Father, this was provoked by Ge Changkong. He first brought someone to kill Big Brother Feng and was almost killed by Big Brother Feng. Had it not been for Leng Mucheng's move, he would have died long ago, and Leng Mucheng would have also lost to Big Brother Feng. ." Liu Qingyang said briefly.

"Uncle Liu, what Big Brother Liu said is true." Miao Qingqing added, worried that Liu Shan would not believe them.

"Is he Feng Wuchen?" Family Master Liu looked at Feng Wuchen, with shock in his eyes, as if he was shocked that Feng Wuchen defeated Leng Mucheng with the Yuan Realm.

Patriarch Liu frowned and sighed in his heart: "Ge Tianxiong and Leng Zhengnan are afraid they won't give up."