The strongest system of the Three Kingdoms in the last days

Chapter 935
Long Qianshan is in the middle stage of Faxiang Realm, and the other seven people are at the peak of Jindan Ninth Turn.

Eight dragon monks teamed up, even if the human monks who were cultivated in the late stage of the Faxiang Realm were in it, unless they had a powerful defensive treasure, it would be difficult not to get hurt.

In the eyes of Long Qianshan and the others, Du Yun, an arrogant human monk, was already a corpse!
Dare to provoke the Dragon Clan, really courting death!

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Relying on his strong physique, Long Qianshan directly exploded at an extremely fast speed, and suddenly appeared in front of Du Yun while he was stepping.

He wanted to smash the opponent's head with one punch.

But at the moment when Long Qianshan's fist was about to fall, he suddenly felt a huge force coming from his hand, and the trend of punching down stopped abruptly.

Even the mana attached to the fist collapsed directly.

When Long Qianshan came to his senses, he suddenly found that Du Yun in front of him just raised a hand and easily blocked his punch, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free.

For a moment, his face was horrified, and he couldn't help saying: "How is it possible? You only have the initial stage of Faxiang Realm, how can you stop it!"

"Who told you that I only have the initial stage of Faxiang Realm?"

Du Yun gave Long Qianshan a mocking look.

Just at this moment, the seven dragon claws condensed by the other seven dragon monks broke through the air, and with the whistling sound of "噗", "噗", "噗", they directly grabbed Du Yun.

Even Long Qianshan was shrouded in it.

In the distance, the seven Dragon Clan monks froze in place when they saw Long Qianshan rushing over.

"Brother Long!"

"Brother Qianshan, back away!"

……

I want to retreat, but I can't!
Hearing the anxious shouts from his companions behind him, Long Qianshan already felt the powerful aura rushing over his head, and suddenly a lot of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He couldn't help shouting at Du Yun: "Let go!"

Finally, Long Qianshan erupted with a more powerful aura than before.

He actually broke through to the late stage of the Faxiang Realm at this moment!
But Du Yun was only surprised for a moment, then sneered and said: "With this little ability, I dare to imitate others to find trouble, and I will be a good dragon in the future, and don't come out to be annoying if I have nothing to do!"

After speaking, he really let go of Long Qianshan.

But at the same time, there was also a surge of mana gushing out, directly rushing into Long Qianshan's body along his arm, and the powerful impact instantly sent him flying.

In mid-air, Long Qianshan spat out mouthfuls of blood.

What made him even more horrified was that when the seven dragon claws were grabbed, they collapsed and dissipated after being impacted by the magic power released by the other party.

Immediately afterwards, Du Yun tapped seven more times, and seven terrifying finger lights emerged from the void, blasting on the chests of the seven dragon monks.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

……

The seven dragon monks spit out a lot of blood, flew upside down, hit the protective cover of the fighting ring fiercely, and then fell on the ring.

When Long Qianshan stopped the tendency to fly upside down and half knelt on the ground, he suddenly found that the eight dragon monks had all been severely injured in just this short moment.

On the other hand, the fur wasn't even hurt.

For a moment, Long Qianshan was filled with shame, anger and fear.

What is the cultivation level of this human monk?
The sound of the explosion gradually subsided, and Du Yun walked to a place more than ten meters away from Long Qianshan and the eight people, and said with a smile: "Hehe, now the eight real dragons will really become useless dragons!"

"What? Are you going to continue to teach me?"

"you……"

Hearing Du Yun's humiliation, Long Qianshan trembled with anger.

As for the other seven dragon monks, because the "Void Breaking Yuan Finger" finger just now hurt their hearts and lungs, blood continued to flow out as soon as they opened their mouths, and they didn't even have the strength to speak.

They could only stare at Du Yun unwillingly.

But at this moment, Long Qianshan seemed to feel something, and suddenly became excited: "Du Yun, you forgot that this is the Hundred Clan City of my Dragon Clan, so don't think about leaving here easily."

"Elder, save me!"

A figure is flying towards this side rapidly.

Upon hearing Long Qianshan's roar, the figure paused first, and then burst out with an aura far surpassing the cultivation level of the Faxiang Realm.

"presumptuous!"

Accompanied by the sound of anger, a shadow appeared in the sky, and a giant hand suddenly condensed and grabbed Du Yun who was standing on the competition platform.

Du Yun looked at the falling giant hand, his face turned cold suddenly, and he hummed.

"The young ones came, and the old ones came. If that's the case, let's deal with all the troubles here today!"

After saying that, he just waved his hand, and the burst of magic power instantly scattered the giant hand that had been grabbed, and followed the whole person into the air and rushed towards the direction where the breath came from.

Boom!Boom!
Suddenly, there were loud noises in the sky covered by dark clouds.

But not a moment later, another figure fell from the sky, directly smashing a big hole in the competition platform.

Nearby Long Qianshan and other dragon monks thought that it was the human kid who was shot down, and couldn't help feeling excited, but when they saw the figure flying crookedly out of the big pit, their complexions suddenly became paler.

How can it be?

In their eyes, the figure flying out of the big pit was one of the elders of the Dragon Clan who lived in the Hundred Clans City at the early stage of the Heavenly Soul Realm.

Seemingly sensing the gazes of Long Qianshan and the others, this elder of the dragon clan felt his face was hot, resisting the urge to vomit blood, turned around, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to practice.

But his mood could not be calm for a long time!

……

Not to mention the feelings of the Dragon Clan monks like Long Qianshan on the fighting platform, Du Yun who rushed into the sky thought it was just an elder of the Dragon Clan in the Heavenly Soul Realm, so he easily disposed of him and threw him away.

As a result, what he didn't expect was whether the monks of the Dragon Clan's Heavenly Soul Realm had discussed in advance and sent them one by one.

In just a short while, Du Yun had already severely wounded three elders of the Dragon Clan in the Heaven Soul Realm.

"Humiliate my Dragon Clan, damn it!"

boom!
Facing the Dragon Clan elders who appeared here again at the early stage of the Composite Realm, Du Yun didn't even bother to talk nonsense until now.

In the end, he punched the opponent's dantian even more, causing the opponent to vomit blood, his face pale.

When the elder of the dragon clan who came to support also smashed towards the fighting platform below, Du Yun took back the fairy rope and breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if he has the peak of the Fusion Realm, he is exhausted after this continuous explosion.

"There shouldn't be any more people coming."

Du Yun muttered to himself.

But who knows, as soon as he said those words, an indestructible terrifying aura erupted from the distant sky, which contained the extremely powerful power of the dragon clan.

Now, Du Yun couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and cursed loudly.

"Do you dragons still have face?"

(End of this chapter)