Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 103 Strong Repression
"My king, I'm finally going to reappear in the world! Hahaha!" King Wu Zhao laughed wildly, with dark red flames shining all over his body, and being in the veins of fire, the firepower was even stronger, as if he had the power to burn the sky.

"Don't even think about it!" Liang Anshi suddenly pulled out the black epee from behind, "Since you don't want to be reincarnated, I'll let you die!"

"A joke!" King Wu Zhao's eyes flashed coldly, "A thousand years ago, I was already the most powerful person in this world. After a thousand years, you will all be nothing more than ants. Let me eat it obediently, hahaha! "

boom!
The flames surged, and countless dark red flames wound up from all directions like fire dragons.

Liang Anshi swung the long sword in his hand, and the sword was like a thunderbolt. Fierce sword aura flashed by his side, and directly swung the flaming dragons away, and jumped up with a little kick.

While the long sword was dancing, I saw a series of flying swords flying straight at King Wu Zhao with a cold light.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
The flying swords are like waterfalls, forming a sword array, and raindrops fall down.

The sword light pierced through layers of flames and directly shot through King Wu Zhao's body, but a shocking scene appeared, those flying swords that shot through King Wu Zhao turned into puddles of hot molten iron, sprinkled on the ground, It made a "sizzling" sound, which made people's scalp numb.

"Hmph, the Taoism of the Dao Lingzong is nothing more than this!" King Wu Zhao smiled disdainfully, "This king is already in the body of divine fire, you can't hurt me!"

"Can't hurt you?" Qiu Yunfeng laughed, and directly took off a handle jade fan at his waist, opened the fan, and saw a stream of cold air coming out, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point, and the air seemed to freeze.

"King Wu Zhao, your time has passed." Qiu Yunfeng held the sword in his right hand and waved a fan in his left. The frosty sword aura struck, and the fire dragon coiled around King Wu Zhao seemed to tremble a little.

"The dead should lie in the coffin!" Meng Fei also drew out his sword and stood with Liang Anshi and Qiu Yunfeng.

The three of them are all the top figures in the Xuanling Continent. If they were born in the same era as King Wu Zhao, they might not be inferior to King Wu Zhao.

"Mysterious ice seal!"

"Wan Jian Slash!"

"Immortal Soul Destruction!"

The three of them divided the work, Qiu Yunfeng used the power of black ice to suppress the firepower, Meng Fei used sword energy to restrain King Wu Zhao, and Liang Anshi used Xuanmen Taoism to suppress and kill the ghost of King Wu Zhao.

As soon as these masters made a move, the sky and the earth changed color, and the sun and the moon dimmed. Han Xiao and Ye Xuan could only shrink in the corner to avoid their edge.

Han Xiao looked up at Qiu Yunfeng, and a complex look flashed in his eyes: If he wants to be with Qiu Wanyun, the old man's attitude is naturally very important.It seems that he has to find a way to establish a tall image in front of his "future father-in-law".

"Hmph, ridiculous!" King Wu Zhao grasped the palm of his hand, and a group of Xuanhuo Yin soldiers appeared out of thin air, controlling the flames, and facing the three masters with the power of burning all things.

For a moment, the raging fire, the ice wind, the golden sword, and the talisman all complemented each other and collided crazily.

boom!boom!boom!
In the blink of an eye, the yin-yang talisman merged into the flying sword, piercing countless transparent holes in King Wu Zhao's body.

"You guys have enraged me!" King Wu Zhao seemed to be in a frenzy, and when he clenched his palm, bursts of raging flames burst out, turning into a huge fire dragon that was more than ten feet long, breathing out flames, enveloping the three of Qiu Yunfeng stand up.

"What a "Burning Heaven Treasure Scroll". This guy's ability to dispel fire is almost supernatural." Liang Anshi's complexion changed drastically, and he felt as if all the blood in his body was about to boil and evaporate.

Meng Fei was already fat, and as soon as the flames burned, he immediately sweated profusely, and quickly shouted: "Third brother, quickly use your Xuanbing Fan Pendant!"

"The water-type aura around him is already weak. Once his burning fire burned, even the water-type aura was gone, and no black ice could form!" Qiu Yunfeng waved his long sword away from a flame in front of him, his expression frowning. Obviously also a little anxious.

"I come!"

At this moment, Han Xiao, who had been shrunk to the side, suddenly jumped out, and said to Qiu Yunfeng: "Several seniors, I can temporarily suppress the flames of King Wu Zhao, and at the same time restrict his Yin spirit, you will find out later." Opportunity, killed his ghost!"

After finishing speaking, Han Xiao jumped up directly, and with a "clank" in his hand, he summoned the Fenji Sword.

Swinging the long sword, he actually directly met the flaming dragon in midair.

Qiu Yunfeng hurriedly yelled: "Don't act recklessly! You're going to die!"

Naturally, they could see at a glance that Han Xiao's realm was only at the first level of condensed energy. With such strength, even if it was scratched by the flames, it would immediately turn into flying ash.

"It's ridiculous, just because you still want to suppress my king's burning flames?" A trace of disdain appeared on the corner of King Wu Zhao's mouth, he didn't even reach the realm of refining gods, which made him not even interested in making a move.

"Then you look after it!" Han Xiao stood proudly, and the evil dragon Burning Wheel in his body "buzzed" and vibrated.

"Ow!"

A dragon roar erupted from Han Xiao's body. The majestic flaming dragon, which was still baring its teeth and claws, immediately disintegrated like a frightened kitten, returned to its original shape, and turned into a dancing ball. flames.

"how can that be?"

Whether it was King Wu Zhao or Qiu Yunfeng and the others, Qi Qi was stunned, and a doubt flashed in his mind at the same time: What kind of method is this?
"King Wu Zhao, I heard that you want to eat me?" Han Xiao stared at King Wu Zhao's eyes with cold eyes.

At the moment, King Wu Zhao only felt that an extremely terrifying ancient giant beast was looking at him. It was a kind of high-ranking master, looking at the eyes of ants.

Why should the waste in the condensate environment be superior?
King Wu Zhao was furious. He wished he could slap Han Xiao to death with one palm, refine his soul, enslave his soul, and let him know how horrible the punishment would be if he dared to provoke him.

However, his body trembled uncontrollably.

On Han Xiao's body, there seemed to be an aura that frightened Yin spirits, and he was born to be the nemesis of all Yin spirits and evil spirits.

Even though he has cultivated the "Furning Heaven Treasure Scroll", his essence is still a ghost.

"Several seniors, what are you waiting for?" Han Xiao turned his head and smiled at Qiu Yunfeng and the others. It was enough to expose these. Fire.

The three of Qiu Yunfeng were all stunned, and only then came to their senses when they heard Han Xiao's shout.

"Go!"

The three of them looked at each other, and each of them was swaying with their divine essence, and their sword energy was rampant, and they charged directly at King Wu Zhao.

"I won't play with you guys anymore!" King Wu Zhao only felt that Han Xiao had suppressed more than [-]% of his strength. How could he dare to fight? His body turned into a ball of flames and rushed out of the tomb passage.

"Don't run!"

Qiu Yunfeng and others immediately chased them out like lightning.

"Don't worry, he can't run away!" Han Xiao smiled coldly, and with a wave of his big hand, the evil dragon Burning Wheel in his body vibrated crazily. The direction of Han Xiao came flying.

Click!Click!Click!
Losing the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Ball, the pitch-black gate of the tomb closed again with a loud bang.

(End of this chapter)