Chapter 413 The identity of the last dragon envoy
Chapter 413 The identity of the previous dragon envoy
"Huh? What's going on?"
The middle-aged man was suddenly stunned, feeling the sudden dim space, and couldn't help but brow. Obviously, he couldn't adapt to this sudden change.
Fortunately, he is very confident in his strongest blow - Dragon Elephant Cannon Kicking Fist!
With this blow, not to mention that the little guy in the alchemy realm is, even a master in the golden alchemy realm, there are only one ten who can survive.
"It took me fifty years to practice this dragon elephant cannon to beat the fist thoroughly. It was with this move that I was able to sweep the masters of the same level!" The middle-aged man raised his lips, looking extremely proud, "You are a foreigner in the real pill realm, you are really not to be jealous!"
"Dragon elephant cannon beat fist!"
At the moment when the middle-aged man was extremely proud, suddenly, a sharp blue and golden light suddenly appeared in the air in his pupils that had contracted sharply. At the same time, the loud shout from Zhao Yan was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.
"What? Dragon and elephant cannon beat the fist?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man was shocked and exclaimed: "Dragon, elephant, cannon punch the fist? How could you, a foreigner, successfully practice this supreme technique? This is simply incredible."
Looking at the azure blue blade not far away, it turned into a sharp light and swept towards him. The middle-aged man couldn't help but feel excited.
You know, it is extremely difficult to practice the dragon, elephant, cannon punching fists. Even with the talent of middle-aged people, they have been practicing for fifty years before they can practice skillfully. And ordinary dragon blood warriors are not likely to successfully practice this unique skill, let alone a foreign race like Zhao Yan, who is not even pure in blood!
However, the real situation is that Zhao Yan not only practiced the dragon and elephant cannon punching fist, but also spontaneously created an enhanced version of the dragon and elephant cannon punching fist!
"call"
Only a whistling sound in the space sounded, and Zhao Yan's entire person turned into a phantom, flashing away, and could never be seen again.
"Hmm? Missing?"
The middle-aged man exclaimed, looking extremely unbelievable. How could the Li Mang, who had just been shot from the lightning, disappear in an instant?
You know, this dragon elephant cannon punching fist burned the power of the soul and was released just now! The power is earth-shaking, and it is not a trick that can easily stop.
And Zhao Yan actually disappeared in an instant!
"call out!"
In the dark space where I couldn't see my fingers, a light golden light flashed and made a sharp whistling sound. However, there was nothing in front of the light, and where was there any shadow of Zhao Yan?
"Hmph, I'll just say it! This guy can't understand the dragon elephant cannon punching fist! You must know that this dragon elephant cannon punching fist is a taboo technique and is the most treasure in our clan. Only recognized descendants can obtain the inheritance wooden axis and practice this technique!"
A flash of lightning flashed in the middle-aged man's mind, and in a moment, countless thoughts flashed through: "Even if my Dantian Dragon Soul is a high-level dragon clan golden dragon. Before I became a dragon envoy and proved my potential, the clan did not hand over the inherited martial arts to me!"
With a cold snorting, the middle-aged man said more and more proudly: "Dragon Elephant Cannon Kicks Fist. Not to mention that this humble alien race, even the masters in our clan are not all qualified to practice!"
"So, you can't understand how to beat the dragon and elephant cannon! "
In the end, the middle-aged man seemed to have made a conclusion and became more and more proud and awe-inspiring.
However, before the smile on the corner of his mouth bloomed, he suddenly suffered a heavy blow after he transformed into the back of the blade!
In an instant, the severe pain surged into the hearts of middle-aged people!
"puff"
The middle-aged man staggered suddenly, and then he tilted his head hundreds of meters away!
"How could you... be possible?"
After a long time, the middle-aged man stabilized his body, which had fallen rapidly, and his mouth was covered in blood. His pupils were filled with a hint of astonishment at a sharp blue light hundreds of meters away, and said in a stuttering voice: "How is it possible? How can you understand how the dragon elephant cannon beat the fist? This is simply incredible!"
After a pause, the middle-aged man's pupils suddenly burst into dazzling light, "And how could your dragon elephant cannon beat the fist without a slight sound?" The middle-aged man looked straight at Zhao Yan, as if waiting for Zhao Yan's answer.
"Hmph, there is nothing to make a fuss about this, but when I was bored, I strengthened the dragon elephant cannon punching the fist!" Feeling the fleeting jealousy in the middle-aged man's eyes, Zhao Yan couldn't help but mock him intentionally.
"When you are bored, just strengthen it?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man was stunned. He murmured a few times, and his face became more and more ferocious, "Arrogant child, I really don't know the world!" After a pause, the middle-aged man sneered and suddenly said trembling: "What a pity, although your talent is not inferior to me, since you are a foreign race, you will definitely not be accepted by our Dragon Blood Warrior clan! On the contrary, you will be slaughtered by our orthodox Dragon Blood Warriors endlessly."
"oh?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan was stunned and frowned, "Are you talking about the Dragon Blood Warrior clan? Didn't you say that the Dragon Blood Warrior has disappeared on the continent for a long time? Why is there a clan of the Dragon Blood Warrior?"
Looking at Zhao Yan's dumbfounded appearance, the middle-aged man smiled softly and said coldly: "How can you, a foreigner, know about the mission shouldered by the Dragon Blood Warrior? Besides, we Dragon Blood Warriors have long been no longer wandering in the secular world, and there will naturally be no dragon blood warriors in this secular world! However, every hundred years, a dragon envoy will be sent to the secular world to deal with all the complicated affairs in the secular world!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man's tone paused, and his voice was filled with a creepy insight, "And you, I think it's the evil seed left by the previous dragon envoy, right?" "The previous dragon envoy?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan was shocked, as if he had caught something key, and urged him: "Who did you say the previous dragon envoy was?" In a hurry tone, Zhao Yan's pupils were as bulging as bells. It was obvious that, with the middle-aged man's understanding, the previous dragon envoy was his father.
Father?
This strange and touching word suddenly appeared in Zhao Yan's heart, causing a large wave and ripples.
"The last dragon envoy? Humph, he is already dead! Although he is our Dragon Blood Warrior clan, the most talented guy in thousands of years, if you violate the clan rules, you only have the word "death"!"
Chapter completed!