Chinese masters in another world

Chapter 438 Yanhuang Dragon Qi
An extreme master as strong as the Son of the Wind, even though his strength was higher than that of Chen Chongde, was tricked by Chen Chong within an extreme time, leaving him with extraordinary strength, but he would still be defeated by Chen Chongde.

The strength of the fist has already transported [-]% of his strength. With his strength, even if it is [-]% strength, I am afraid that Chen Chong will only die if he is hit, but the light shield presided over by Long Guanghai has no other attacks. Strength, but in terms of defensive ability, I am afraid that the entire Three Realms of Gods, Demons and Humans cannot be compared, under his full control.

The violent force of the wind was still hitting Long Guanghai, who was almost dying, and the brilliance on the shield of light dimmed directly, but he successfully blocked the attack of the son of the wind. Although Chen Chong also suffered enough heavy injuries, but Does not affect his attack.

With the help of the little fox, his downward chopping speed directly reached a kind of human limit, as if he was moving in a small space in the air.

The Son of Wind gritted his teeth, shook his head violently, and avoided the fate of being split in two, but from his left shoulder to his knees, he was struck by the dark holy sword, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the stubble of bones could be seen .

The black flames emitted a scorched smell, which was the smell of scorched skin. The Wind Son endured the pain and did not make a sound, but unfortunately, his hair was scorched. His face was covered with black ashes, and his clothes were so burned that he couldn't even cover his body.

The Son of Wind clenched his fists with both hands, biting his back molars, the true energy in his body surged wildly, and he saw his wounds begin to heal rapidly, and he muttered words, and his aura showed a sideways growth.

"How is it possible? The wound left by the Dark Sword can heal so quickly!" Long Guanghai exclaimed.

"Even the 'miracle of life' can't heal, he just healed the surface." Chen Chong said coldly, "Everyone else back off!"

"Why?" cried the Rogue Rabbit, who was about to meet the extreme master.

"He is using the blood demon disintegration method! His strength will increase by half in half an hour!" Chen Chong said in a deep voice.

"What? Want to improve? My god!" Hearing this, the rogue rabbit hugged the little fox on Chen Chong's shoulder, turned around and ran away.

"Fuck! Is it true?" Xiaoqiang exclaimed.

"I also hope it's fake!" Chen Chong said.

After everyone else retreated, Chen Chong took two deep breaths and relaxed his body and mind.

Although there is a considerable gap in strength between the two, and the Son of the Wind is still using the blood demon disintegration method to forcibly increase his strength, and has the advantage of speed, Chen Chong still has the confidence to delay for half an hour and waste his strength.

Chen Chong's advantage is that Chaos Jue's restraint of Fengzi's skills, as well as his endless variety of magic, and the wound that Fengzi was injured by the dark holy sword will also be an important weakness of his.

Although the dark holy sword is still two sword souls away from reaching its strongest state, there is still water aura, and her strength is enough to make up for the lack of a sword soul, so the hidden danger of the son of the wind is his injury.

"Are you from China?" Chen Chong said coldly. Since the disintegration of blood demons cannot be stopped by running the Dafa, once it is stopped, it will explode. If it explodes with the power of the Son of Wind, I am afraid that regardless of Chen Chong's death, including the entire city of sin, it will be destroyed.

"Not bad!" The Wind Son didn't deny it.

"If I'm not mistaken, all of you extreme masters, except Tres and Yalei, should all come from China?" Chen Chong said.

"You guessed it right, we are from China." The Wind Son said.

"I saw the Sword of the God of War. It is the Canglang Excalibur, which ranks at the top of China's weapon spectrum. The disappearance of the Canglang Excalibur was lost 800 years ago when Tian Xie Cang Guxiao helped Yue Fei defeat the Golden Army. Say so Come on, that God of War should be Cang Guxiao, and all of you should be from that era." Chen Chong's eyes radiated lightning, staring at the Son of Wind.

"No wonder you are called the God of War, you are really smart. Yes, we all come from that era. We would not have come to this place if the Dragon God and the Outer God fought and opened up the space tunnel." The Son of Wind sighed. .

"Understood!" Chen Chong let out a long breath.

It seems that the so-called extreme masters really come from the ancient country of China, and they all have a close relationship with the dragon god. Although Chen Chong still can't deduce the specific content, he already knows the general. The only thing is why the wind god wants to deal with him.

It is rumored that Fengshen is aloof and never interacts with anyone, and his strength surpasses other extreme masters. Why do they appear at this time when they have never appeared before, and become enemies of life and death with him?

What is the purpose of Fengshen?
The Son of Wind said coldly: "Do you want to know why Fengshen did this? I won't tell you this, and you have no chance to know, because you are going to die!"

At the extreme speed, it disappeared in place and appeared in front of Chen Chongde. It used to be something that Chen Chong was proud of and used to deal with the enemy, but now it has become used by others. Chen Chong also really realized this. feeling.

The eyes are slightly closed, free from external interference, and quietly feel with the heart, to feel the air fluctuations around, and the spiritual power is also emitted, communicating with various magical elements between the heaven and the earth, and through them to perceive the attack of the son of the wind.

wind!
An extremely slight wind that almost didn't give people any feeling came, and its slightness seemed to have just reached the point of blowing weightless fine hair.

Chen Chong only felt the hairs on his face shake slightly, and a picture immediately appeared in his mind. The Son of Wind was on the left, punching him, and the strength in his hand was clearly calculated.

Invincible!

Chen Chongde's body leaned back along the breeze without any sign, and gently raised his palm. When he was ten centimeters away from the arm of the Son of Wind, a force gushed down. Chen Chongde's hand was like a snake, gathering the power in the On the index finger, he directly hit the "Jiemai point" on the wrist of Fengzi.

At the same time, Chen Chong raised his left foot, which was completely different from the light movements in his hands. He was fast and powerful, and with an explosive attack, he kicked the son of the wind viciously in the crotch.

The Dark Holy Sword shot at the eyes of the Son of Wind autonomously.

The Son of Wind took a breath, his strength has improved, with his current strength, he can completely compete with Fengshen, other extreme masters will definitely fall into the disadvantage, but Chen Chong can still resist at this juncture , and very aggressive.

With a muffled grunt, he wanted to retreat, but in the process of moving backward, he felt that Chen Chong's foot touched his left leg slightly, just such a small amount, but it burst into amazing pain.

It turned out that Chen Chong's feet didn't have real energy at all, they were all condensed power of bright magic elements, and he also accurately calculated that in this case, the son of the wind retreated, and the kick that kicked his crotch was completely fake , the real goal was to touch his injured left leg.

When the bright magic element collides with the dark magic element that has not been expelled, it will explode. This is also the son of the wind. If it were someone else, his whole leg might blow up. Even so, he still felt the pain in his heart.

Amidst Chen Chong's loud yell, he held up the Holy Dark Sword and used his most powerful move.

I saw thousands of brilliance released by the Dark Holy Sword. The pitch-black light made the light rain all around be blown away without a trace. The dark clouds in the sky also dissipated that day, and the sun reappeared. Under the scorching sun, Chen Chong stepped on the sky , holding his hands high, like a god.

Thunderbolt lightning flashed on the dark holy sword, raging flames roared, thick earth elements flowed, gentle water flowed, and wild winds swirled.

The five most primitive magical elements from heaven and earth began to surge, filling Chen Chongde's body and infusing it into the Dark Holy Sword.

"Wind Crack!"

At this time, after using the self-mutilation technique, the Son of the Wind's strength improved briefly. Facing Chen Chong's strongest move, he still chose to fight recklessly without hesitation.

Around him, the space was torn apart, as if a huge black hole had formed, frantically absorbing power from all directions, and he was also pulling this frightening black hole to meet Chen Chongde's attack.

The wind howled, the lightning flashed and thundered, and the fire and rain fell apart.

An apocalyptic crash.

The aftermath of the explosion not only forced all the masters in the air to drift for several hundred meters, but also destroyed a large area of ​​the Sin City beneath them.

The astonishing riot lasted for nearly 3 minutes before subsiding. Everyone held their breath and watched nervously.

When everything returned to calm, Chen Chong was covered with scars, lying on his back in the air, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, Shui Lingyun was holding him listlessly, coughing up blood continuously.

As for the Son of Wind, he lost his previous image a long time ago. The wound on his body was cracked, but other injuries were not visible. He was standing in the void, laughing wildly up to the sky, and his laughter shook the world.

"Chen Chong! You are dead!" The Wind Son laughed wildly, gathering his strength again.

Chen Chong was already unconscious, but there was a layer of life magic elements circulating rapidly on his body surface.

Shui Lingyun didn't leave, she hugged Chen Chong tightly, looked at him tenderly, even if she died, she would die together.

The rogue rabbit came directly to the front of the little fox using the space door, swung the Overlord Hammer, and used the "hundred-fold amplification force" to smash it fiercely.

But the Son of the Wind still had no strength to contend with it, so he chose to dodge directly, bypassing the rogue rabbit, and shot Chen Chong.

The little fox screamed, and the arm transformed from soul power desperately blocked the Son of Wind.

The Son of the Wind snorted coldly, and with one slap, the little fox was sent tens of meters away. With a strong wind in his fist, he bombarded Chen Chong.

"Son of the wind! I'm here!"

With the violent roar, a round ball of power like a cannonball roared towards it, and the two kinds of energy of light and darkness contained in it were enough to destroy the world.

In front of this force, how dare the wind child, who was almost scrapped, dare to face it. He tried his best to dodge and avoid it, but his palm kept swaying out.

Shui Lingyun hugged Chen Chong, turned her body, and fell down, but the force still flew past her back, but her back was already bloody and bloody, it was horrible, she passed out immediately after exhausting the last trace of bizarre Shui Lingyun.

That painful sound was like high-voltage electricity, which suddenly awakened Chen Chong who was in a coma.

"Lingyun!" Chen Chong hugged Shui Lingyun and shouted, with blood in his eyes, "Son of the Wind! I want you to die!"

With his roar, a surging force erupted from his body.

"Ah! Yanhuang Dragon Qi!" The Son of Wind exclaimed.

"Rabbit, get out of the way!" The panda's tendency to rush forward stopped abruptly, and shouted at the rogue rabbit.

The rogue rabbit was still a little silly, but was transferred out by the little fox, enduring the pain.

At this moment, he saw a mass of murderous aura emanating from Chen Chongde's body, and at the same time the endless majesty was released, and the roar from Chen Chongde's mouth turned out to be the sound of a sky-shattering dragon's chant.

(End of this chapter)