Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 627 Azure Dragon Divine Body
Yang Cong showed three different fires.

This can be said to be difficult for everyone present to see in their lifetime.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Yang Cong in the field.

And Lu Mu, who was controlled by Yang Cong, was also looking at the flame in Yang Cong's palm stupidly.

Three different flames, this sentence is enough to shock Lu Mu's worldview.

"How about it, did you see it clearly?" Yang Cong looked at Lu Mu indifferently. If Lu Mu dared to play with him, he really met his ancestor.

Right now, in the entire Dou Qi Continent, Yang Cong thinks that no one is better at playing with fire than he is.

Even a powerful pharmacist is impossible, but Yang Cong has already become an imperial pharmacist.

At present, the most powerful alchemist in the entire Douqi Continent is no more than an eighth-rank pharmacist. No matter how you say it, Yang Cong can be regarded as the No. 1 pharmacist.

It's just that no one knows.

"Then... who of you is going to try my strength again?" Yang Cong looked at the group of people on the other side with a half-smile.

Several strong men from the outer courtyard, Bai Shan, Hu Jia and Wu Hao.

With Lu Mu down, only the three of them are the strongest.

And Yang Cong reckoned that these three people were the only ones Hu Gan wanted him to frustrate.

After all, as the top few people in the outer court, there must be arrogance.

"I'm here to fight Wu Hao." As soon as Yang Cong finished speaking, someone answered.

A man dressed in a red and black robe and holding a bloody long sword stood up and looked at Yang Cong with fighting intent in his eyes.

And when Yang Cong saw the look in this man's eyes, he knew that this kind of person would fight with his life in mind, unless you could completely suppress him.

Otherwise, this kind of person is very dangerous and full of fighting spirit.

But Yang Cong also likes to fight with this kind of people.

"Okay, I appreciate your martyr spirit." Yang Cong looked at Wu Hao with satisfaction.

Although they didn't know what a martyr meant, they felt that Yang Cong must be praising Wu Hao.

The other two were still sitting on the mountain watching the fight between tigers and tigers, because they had not seen Yang Cong's true strength just now.

"Then I, Wu Hao, will come and learn about your strength, classmate." Wu Hao shouted coldly and rushed towards Yang Cong.

Wu Hao can be said to be the only one among this group of people that Yang Cong sees blood.

It can be seen from this that Wu Hao must have killed people before, and he is not a minority. When his whole body exudes fighting spirit, there is also a bloody smell.

Xiao Xun'er and Xiao Yu who were not far behind Yang Cong frowned.

After all, as a girl, what I hate the most is blood.

"For your face, I will simply fight you with strength, and only [-]%." Yang Cong smiled, and then directly punched Wu Hao.

Some people may think that Yang Cong is talking big, he doesn't need any fighting skills, and simply uses his body to fight head-to-head. This can be said to have extremely high requirements on the body, and what Yang Cong said is only [-]%.

They all felt that Yang Cong was bragging too much.

You must know that Wu Hao is also a great fighter, his strength is very strong, and there are no restrictions.

Wu Hao didn't think so much. He just felt that Yang Cong was a strong man and wanted to have a good fight with Yang Cong.

And Yang Cong said this because he was very confident in his own strength.

First of all, before entering Dou Po, Yang Cong would definitely not say such words. Even if he used his body purely, and still used [-]% of his strength, Yang Cong would probably not be able to withstand Wu Hao's attack like this.

After all, Yang Cong was still in a mortal body before, so he couldn't bear this power at all.

But it's different now. At first, Yang Cong withstood the impact of the Qinglong's original essence and blood, and now he has a certain Qinglong physique.

The affordability is also great.

That's why Yang Cong dared to say such big words now.

In the field, Wu Hao quickly swung his long blood-colored sword at Yang Cong.

Wu Hao's speed of swinging the sword is also very fast, probably it can be said to be very fast among the same level.

Yang Cong also reacted and dodged sideways, then turned around and punched Wu Hao.

What Yang Cong wanted was real strength.

Logically speaking, the speed of Yang Cong's punch was also extremely fast, and it was faster than Wu Hao's sword just now.

But the blame is that Wu Hao miraculously blocked the punch when he thought Wu Hao was bound to hit it.

Wu Hao quickly withdrew the blood sword in his hand and placed it between himself and Yang Cong.

And Yang Cong hit the sword heavily.

Although Wu Hao blocked it, it was uncomfortable, and he took a few steps straight back.

Seeing this, none of Zhongren could not help marveling at Yang Cong's power.

Leaving aside whether Yang Cong only used [-]% of his strength, judging from the fact that this punch knocked Wu Hao back several steps, Yang Cong's strength should not be underestimated.

"Come again." Yang Cong shouted.

"Come again." Wu Hao also responded.

At this time, Wu Hao was already jealous, gritting his teeth, and the veins on his neck burst out.

This time, Wu Hao directly used fighting skills.

"Blood Slash!"

It can be said that this is Wu Hao's most used fighting skill, and it is also Wu Hao's strongest fighting skill.

Wu Hao concentrated his mind, tightly grasped the bloody long sword in his hand, and then stared at Yang Cong.

Yang Cong was also taken aback by Wu Hao's seriousness.

In the next second, a bloody sword blade was facing Yang Cong.

"Haha, come on, I like this feeling, let's see if my Azure Dragon Body is stronger or your Blood Crack is stronger.

Under everyone's shocked eyes, Yang Cong opened his hands as if to welcome Wu Hao, and Wu Hao swung the blood sword in his hand heavily at Yang Cong, with that power. . . . .

"What the hell is Yang Cong going to do? Even I wouldn't dare to take Wu Hao's move." Bai Shan in the distance couldn't help frowning and said.

In his eyes, Yang Cong's behavior is purely courting death.

But Hu Jia who was standing not far away didn't think so.

"It's impossible for Yang Cong to be stupid. He must be willing to do this. But in my opinion, this Yang Cong either has absolute confidence in his own strength, or..." The last Hu Jia didn't say anything.

But she felt that it didn't matter whether she said it or not.

What matters is the final result of that game.

Seeing this, Xiao Xun'er, who was standing in the distance, was also staring at the thick dust, holding Xiu Quan tightly.

Xiao Yu on the side also stared at the scene, feeling very nervous.

In the arena, the shock wave produced by the two of them directly shook countless dust.

This directly submerged the two of them in the dust that filled the sky.

Everyone was staring closely at the two black shadows in the dust.

What they want to see is the final result, whether it is Wu Hao's blood-cracked sword or Yang Cong's self-confident Qinglong God.

(End of this chapter)