Chapter 1189

Feng Yixiu's body suddenly disappeared in place. When he reappeared, he was already in the sky of qingzhe dragon. The muscles on his arm swelled and the Dragon lines were shining all over his body.

"Cut steel, break the pole!"

A simple silver white sword light flashed by, and fengyixiu had already landed steadily on the ground from the high altitude, and slowly turned the chaos sword back to the blade again.

As the chaos magic sword slowly returns to the scabbard, the head of qingzhelong falls behind him, and the heavy head falls heavily on the ground.

A moment later, the huge green zhe dragon turned into a little light, and it was only a few seconds after long Heng suffered heavy damage. Now he was injured by the death of Zhanling, and his face turned pale.

When long Heng just wanted to stand up, the wind also made his head sink into the soil, and the huge force made the other party have no strength to fight back.

Although the Dragon Heng is a level 7 battle spirit Zun, he is only the third level source martial artist. Even if he is a wind cultivator, he does not have the strength bonus of the dragon pattern. As a limit level three source martial artist, he can stably suppress the opponent in strength. What's more, when the opponent is seriously injured, long Heng can say that there is no room for resistance.

When they saw that Feng Yixiu pressed long Heng on the ground, they burst into a shock that could not be described in words.

It's too violent. The wind also has a fighting capacity like a human like Warcraft. It doesn't make sense at all. It has not used the power of war spirit to gain the upper hand. The gap between strength is really too big.

Before they met the king of Shura, they had always thought that the warspirit king would not be the opponent of Zhan lingzun in any case, but now they completely subverted his common sense.

He is worthy of being a man who can unify the king of Shura and the gate of the underworld. It's really terrible

Feng Yixiu looked down at the Dragon Heng at his feet coldly and said in a deep voice: "you are not my opponent. As long as you apologize to that brother, this matter will be settled. Otherwise, you will not want to walk out of my dark gold cage alive today!"

Long Heng tried to use his hands to hold up his body, but it was a helpless failure.

Now he felt that it was not a human foot that held him down, but a heavy mountain that could not be shaken at all.

After struggling for a moment again, he gave up the struggle, but his mouth was still murmuring: "have you ever seen the officer apologize to his subordinates? Don't go too far... "

"Oh? Am I too much? " The wind also Xiu, the corner of his mouth rose slightly, showing a smile that is quite evil and charming, and said in a cold voice, "then I'll let you see what's more excessive!"

As soon as the voice fell, the wind also fixed the chaos sword in his hand, and then stabbed long Heng's palm with a sword and nailed it to the ground.

The ice vine tied Longheng's wrist and ankle firmly to the ground, and the wind slowly loosened his feet.

The intense pain almost made long Heng faint in the past, but the extremely cold force on his wrist and ankle made him feel extremely sober, even if he wanted to be in a coma.

Long Heng slowly raised his head and found that the vines that bound his wrists turned into ice crystals, emitting a chilling breath.

If you remember correctly, long hengming remembers that the vine just now was dark gold. How did it turn into ice vine?

It's incredible that the gold system can combine with the wood system, but it can also transform the attributes, which is even more terrible!

The chaos magic eye on the chaos magic sword suddenly turned disorderly. It has not drunk blood for a long time. How can it let go of such a good opportunity this time.

For a while, the blood of Longheng is slowly absorbed by the chaos magic sword. On the chaos magic sword, there are red blood lines, just like living creatures.

Long Heng's face is becoming pale at the speed visible to the naked eye. He feels more and more weak vitality, and finally starts to panic.

"If you kill me, the dragon family will never let you go. Do you know what the dragon family owner has to do with me?" Rao is to such a field, long Heng is still not willing to be soft, but is threatening again.

The wind also fixed the corner of his mouth slightly up, and felt a little ridiculous. He thought that the Dragon hengzhen did not see the coffin and did not cry.

Slowly squatting down, the eyes of Feng Yixiu gradually become cold. The fierce murderous spirit is like a huge wave, which makes people feel suffocated. In a cold voice, "do you know who I am?"

When long Heng looks at Shangfeng Yixiu, he can't help but feel a horror from the origin of life. He seems to be in the boundless sea of blood. The illusion of King Shura in his eyes is gradually stained with blood, and the sea of blood rises behind Feng Yixiu!

This kind of substantive murderous spirit can't be installed. Don't forget that Feng Yixiu fought all the way from Shura's blood Road, and tens of thousands of blood spirit masters fell into his hands.

The king of Shura is different from the general Shura. The king of Shura can control his desire to kill, but it does not mean that he is not murderous.

When facing the real enemy, the killing breath displayed by the king of Shura is not comparable to that of ordinary Shura. The two are as different as cloud mud!Long Heng looks at Feng Yixiu's horrible eyes. He has no doubt that Feng Yixiu will kill him. He can only bow his head and trill: "you are the king of Shura. I'm wrong I'm sorry

Feng Yixiu frowned, holding the handle of chaos magic sword in one hand, turning it fiercely, frowning: "I want you to apologize to the little brother who was slapped by you. What apology do you say to me?"

Long Heng almost fainted because of the pain and blood loss. When Feng Yixiu touched the handle of chaos magic sword, the chaos sword stopped sucking blood.

But just as he was about to faint, the ice vine that bound his limbs suddenly became hot again. In the twinkling of an eye, the ice vine which was just crystal clear turned into flame vine again.

Long Heng has been completely covered. He doubts whether he has hallucinations. How can a wooden vine have something to do with the fire?

But the burning flames on his wrists and ankles allowed him to accept the fact that the intense pain of alternating heat and cold made him completely put down his dignity.

If this continues, I'm afraid it won't be long before my feet and hands will be discarded

I'm sorry, brother Lu Chuan Long Heng is finally unable to support, looking at the person who has just been slapped by himself, and a trace of blush appears on his pale face.

The named brother suddenly felt a little unreal. Long Heng, who had always been arrogant, apologized to himself?

This long Heng usually sees the Minister of the mountain Department, but he is indifferent to him. Except for the marshal of East China, everyone looks down on him. He can be said to be a man of high vision. He apologizes to such a small person as himself!