Fights Break Sphere: The Beginning of the Fighting Saint Legacy

"Bastard!"

Outside of East Dragon Island, the Southern Dragon King, who had been stopped by Zhu Li, was furious and demanded, "Zhu Li, even though I am not of the orthodox Dragon King bloodline, the power of my bloodline was personally bestowed upon me by His Majesty the Dragon Emperor. How dare you make me kneel outside of East Dragon Island?"

Zhu Li said disdainfully: "This is the order of His Majesty the Dragon Emperor."

The Southern Dragon King had a gloomy expression. If this so-called Dragon Emperor was just a kid who wasn't even a Dou Sheng, he naturally wouldn't want to be inferior to him.

Manyan, the elder of Nanlong Island who had escaped from Donglong Island before, had already told him what happened on Donglong Island. The so-called Dragon Emperor was only a high-level Dou Zun.

But what he was most worried about was the real Dragon Emperor and the many powerful Taixu ancient dragons who had escaped into the void.

Not to mention those terrifyingly senior supreme elders, the strength of Zhuhuo, the great elder of the entire Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, alone is not something that the three dragon kings can deal with.

But... he was so horrified to have the Dragon King, who had been glorious for thousands of years, kneel outside Donglong Island. He suffered such humiliation.

"Too deceiving!"

The Southern Dragon King roared angrily and was about to attack, his arms already covered with dragon scales.

"boom!"

The dark golden spear was like a roaring angry dragon, drawing a brilliant arc in the void, and finally slamming heavily into the arm of a middle-aged man wearing a crown, which had turned into a dragon claw.

The terrifying force directly cracked many of the scales on its dragon claws.

"Old dog, you've messed me up. Have you thought about how you're going to die?"

Xiao Jue appeared in front of the Southern Dragon King with a ferocious look on his face, holding a dark golden spear in his hand. Coming to the Ancient Dragon Island, he naturally followed the local customs and used the fighting skills of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan.

The Southern Dragon King looked solemn and questioned, "Isn't the Dragon King of East Dragon Island a young girl? Where are you from?"

Suddenly, Xiao Jue moved and floated back. A pair of huge phoenix wings, each a hundred feet long, quickly spread out from behind him. The phoenix wings flapped slightly, and a terrible force surged.

A figure approached like a ghost, and with extremely fierce palm wind, it hit Xiao Jue mercilessly.

"Humph!"

Faced with such a sneak attack, Xiao Jue let out a low cold snort, and his arm suddenly shook. The spear was like a chain, instantly bending into a thrilling arc, forming a semi-arc in the air, and then bounced heavily on the fierce palm wind.

A powerful force erupted at this moment, and both of them were shocked and took several steps back before they could steady themselves.

"Haha, as expected of a Dragon-Phoenix physique, the strength is surprisingly powerful to this extent!"

Despite this surprise attack, the attacker still failed. The man who launched the attack couldn't help but exclaim in admiration and said with a smile, "My name is Zhutian, the Western Dragon King. I wonder what the relationship is between this nephew with the dragon-phoenix physique and His Majesty the Dragon Emperor?"

"Who's the nephew of you old dogs?"

Xiao Jue sneered and said, "Where is the Northern Dragon King? Where is that old dog hiding?"

Another figure appeared, chuckling, "Nephew, why bother resisting any longer? You possess the rare Dragon-Phoenix physique of a thousand years, but it's immature. Thinking you can fight the three of us single-handedly is a bit too unrealistic." A graceful figure appeared, angrily scolding, "Northern Dragon King, stop pretending in front of this emperor. You took advantage of my father's disappearance to usurp the power of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, causing it to fall to this state. It's no exaggeration to call you the sinners of your clan!"

Zi Yan's pretty face was murderous, her lavender eyes were filled with coldness, and she sneered.

The Southern Dragon King, with a slightly gloomy expression, said coldly, "Hey, the three of us also have royal blood, so it's only natural for us to be kings. How can a junior like you get to dictate things?"

"Niece, the Ancient Dragon Clan is in internal strife, and the losses are too heavy. Why can't you just give in and avoid this conflict?"

Among the three people, there was a man wearing a dragon robe. He always had a smile on his face, which made people feel like spring breeze and seemed extremely kind.

However, only those who are quite familiar with him can know that this Northern Dragon King is actually the most terrifying character among the three dragon kings. He is not only cunning, but also does things to the end.

Zi Yan looked at the Northern Dragon King with disgust. This man has always been the kind of person who stabs people with a soft knife. When the ancient dragon clan split, the other two dragon kings were seduced by him, and in the end they did the split that seriously damaged the Taixu ancient dragon clan.

Zi Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, a murderous aura lingering in her eyes as she shouted coldly, "How dare you be called the bloodline of the Ancient Dragon King? If the Ancient Dragon Clan really falls into your hands, it will be the end of us!"

Upon hearing this, the Northern Dragon King smiled and said softly, "Since my niece is so stubborn, I can only forcibly capture you. When you see the prosperity of my Ancient Dragon Clan, you will naturally understand that what I am doing now is absolutely right."

"You two, get started. Don't delay any longer. If you delay, something bad will happen."

Hearing the voice of the North Dragon King, the West Dragon King and the South Dragon King hesitated for a moment, and then both nodded vigorously.

"Do you really think that I am afraid of you just because you have so many people?"

Seeing the three preparing to attack together again, Zi Yan's face darkened completely and she shouted, "Xiao Jue, kill them!"

"Do it!"

This scene made the North Dragon King frown slightly. He let out a cold shout and rushed out first. Behind him, the West Dragon King and the South Dragon King followed closely.

At this moment, an extremely bright golden light flashed by, and the figure of the Southern Dragon King flew backwards directly. The Northern Dragon King and the Western Dragon King also stopped here.

"laugh!"

A golden light flashed by, and the Southern Dragon King's arm was actually broken at the root at that moment, and the broken part was as smooth as a mirror.

Xiao Jue walked slowly in the void. In his hand, a golden sword like liquid slowly flowed, and a destructive force quietly spread. At the same time, a cold voice containing a strange pressure also spread.

Xiao Jue said coldly: "I said, you three old dogs must die today."

At this moment, Xiao Jue's body was filled with a terrifying pressure that made people tremble with fear. This pressure seemed to come from the liquid golden sword in his hand.

The Southern Dragon King also stared blankly at his empty arms. After transforming into dragon arms, the defense of his body had reached an extremely terrifying level.

Even if he was hit by a five-star Dou Sheng, his arm would not be cut off so easily. However...

(End of this chapter)