Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

"Walk!"

Fama, Jia Xingtian, and Hai Bodong followed suit.

Then, a large group of Douwang warriors spread their wings and followed.

Above the square below.

Xian'er's figure leaped up, her gray-white fighting spirit wings spread out behind her, and there were faint sounds of whistling wind around her. She quickly caught up with the three elders of Fama and walked side by side with them.

And Xiao Yan, among the many surprised eyes, unfolded a pair of huge black and purple wings from his back, flew into the sky, hung behind a group of fighting kings, and tried hard to follow.

The big guys left one after another.

The entire Royal Plaza was silent, and everyone was still a little unable to react to the drastic changes that had occurred in a short period of time.

But immediately, everyone who reacted became excited and looked towards the west.

If nothing unexpected happens, there will be an earth-shattering battle over there soon.

"Let's go, let's follow and take a look from a distance."

Nalan Yanran, Mu Zhan, Liu Ling, the little princess and other young people, not willing to miss such an important event, all jumped and flickered like grasshoppers and left the square quickly.

…

After leaving Xicheng, the imperial capital, we traveled more than a hundred miles.

In front, Wei Yang could already see the three high-level Dou Huang behind the palace.

And more than ten miles ahead of the three high-level Dou Emperors, there was the mysterious Dou Zong strongman and the gray-robed young man in his hand.

The wings on Wei Yang's back vibrated rapidly, and his speed couldn't help but speed up again.

Not long after, after the two sides moved forward for more than ten miles, Wei Yang was very close to the three high-level fighting emperors, but the gap was only a few hundred meters.

"Qinglin, hold me tight." Wei Yang said softly.

"Okay, Master." Qinglin nodded obediently, wrapping his arms tightly around Wei Yang's neck, hanging on Wei Yang like a koala.

Wei Yang looked forward, with a cold arc at the corner of his mouth, and his palms slowly came out from the sleeves of his robe. In the palms of his palms, there were three small black fire dragons circling, each looking lifelike.

An aura of terror has been brewing in it for a long time.

The three high-level Dou Huangs in front quickly noticed this and knew that they could no longer avoid it. So, their fast-moving figures suddenly stopped, and at the same time they turned around and shouted: "Stop, otherwise..."

"Nonsense, die!" Wei Yang suddenly pushed forward with both palms.

Ang~

Six fire dragons roared and flew out, looking very agile and like living creatures.

Their bodies expanded rapidly in the void, almost instantly, reaching a length of more than thirty meters!

With an extremely hot breath, it burned the void along the way and twisted it, and rushed straight towards the three high-level fighting emperors.

"Presumptuous!" The three high-level fighting emperors shouted angrily. They raised their palms and clapped them together.

Suddenly, six black palm prints each about three feet in size collided with six huge fire dragons without any fancy.

boom! boom! boom!

In mid-air, a huge black mushroom cloud rose suddenly with black flames, soaring straight into the sky, even the clouds were blasted to pieces.

At the same time, a circular shock wave spread rapidly.

With such terrifying power, even the imperial capital more than a hundred miles away can faintly sense the explosion here.

"Hmph." Wei Yang retreated more than ten meters, and the protective shield on his body fluctuated violently and trembled.

He hummed softly and swatted away the aftermath of the explosion in front of him.

At this time.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Behind him, four figures arrived quickly.

"Brother Yang."

"Wei Yang."

"You guys came just in time. I'll leave the three of them to you to solve the problem. I'm going to find the old guy's trouble." Wei Yang casually confessed, his figure suddenly rose a little higher, and then his wings shook and he turned into a The light of black flowing fire quickly left the area in a few flashes, and there were still energy aftermath sweeping through the raging area.

"No problem, leave it to us." The three elders agreed without hesitation.

"Brother Yang, don't worry." Xian'er also nodded, put his hands together, and opened them again.

Huhu~

A tornado the size of a palm began to spin rapidly in her palm, and its size quickly expanded.

"Wei Yang, you have to be careful about that Dou Zong and try your best to hold them back. We will deal with this as soon as possible and then rush to meet you." Fama quickly warned loudly.

"Don't worry." Wei Yang left quickly.

"Stop!" Seeing this, the three high-level Dou Huang took action one after another, trying to prevent Wei Yang from leaving, but several extremely violent attacks came suddenly, forcing them to turn around and defend themselves.

"Wind, fire!" Xian'er shouted softly, her white skirt fluttering, and her whole body was enveloped by the tornado.

Immediately afterwards, the size of the tornado rapidly increased, and soon it turned into a huge wind tornado that almost connected the sky and the earth.

This tornado instantly enveloped several people present.

Ang~

The roaring wind, accompanied by bursts of dragon roars, and hot yellow flames sweeping across the sky, were very powerful.

Of course, most of the power of the strong wind and flames was cleverly avoided by Fama and others, and was poured out on the three high-level fighting emperors.

"Wind-furious dragon flames!" The three high-level fighting emperors all had expressions of shock and anger on their faces.

Not only do they have to deal with the ubiquitous gale and flame attacks, and they need to hold up the Douqi shield at all times to resist, but they also have to deal with the violent attacks of the four Xian'er people.

For a moment, there was a bit of confusion.

Huhu~

Crackling~

The strong winds were like red-hot knives, blowing with terrifying temperature, hitting the Dou Qi shield with a crackling sound.

Every attack has the power of a full blow from an ordinary mid- to high-level Dou Wang.

Such an attack caused the three high-level fighting emperors' fighting spirit shields to be constantly attacked at all times, which consumed a lot of money.

"Haha, what a Wind-furious Dragon Flame!" Fama laughed loudly, her tone unable to conceal her envy.

Jia Xingtian and Hai Bodong also laughed and felt very happy.

Although they will occasionally be hit by hot wind blades and licked by flames, this is unavoidable, but they are only in the minority, and they can easily withstand it.

But those three high-level fighting emperors are in some trouble.

…

Inside the tornado.

"You dare to stop my lord from leaving, do you know that you have caused a huge disaster? My lord will definitely bloodbath the entire Jiama Empire in the future!" The leading Eight-Star Fighting Emperor threatened coldly.

"That's right, let us leave now, but let's forget the past, otherwise, it will be too late to regret!" said a Seven-Star Fighting Emperor.

"Bloodbath of Gama? Hehe, what a big statement! Let's talk about this after your lord can leave alive today!" Ma Pao Jia Xingtian sneered, the coldness in his eyes getting stronger.

"Stop talking nonsense, either three of you will die today, or four of us will die. Damn it, I've been holding back my anger for a long time." Hai Bodong shouted softly as cold air lingered in his palms.

"war!"

boom! boom! boom!

In an instant, the void seemed to be boiling and about to burst.

The aftermath of various energies swept wildly and wreaked havoc.

A great melee among the seven Dou Huang warriors unfolded inside the tornado in mid-air.

Among them, Xian'er and Haibodong, the ones with the lowest strength, are both six stars. Of course, the real combat power is definitely more than that.

Needless to say, Jia Xingtian and Fama are both at the peak of Dou Huang.

Now that the four of them join forces to deal with an Eight-Star Dou Emperor and two Seven-Star Dou Emperor, they naturally have an absolute advantage.

At this time, Wei Yang's figure had already disappeared at the end of the sky.

…

Behind them, a group of belated fighting kings stopped in the distance and watched in shock, not daring to get close.

The energy aftermath poured down through the tornado from time to time, plowing ravines on the ground and exploding deep pits.

Coupled with the terrifying fiery tornado raging, the land with a radius of more than a kilometer was destroyed beyond recognition.

Even though they were watching the battle several miles away from the battlefield, they could still feel the fierce wind blowing in their faces, causing the trees under their feet to bend and collapse.

The yellow-brown tornado that almost connected the sky and the earth was extremely shocking.

The strong wind rotates wildly along with the yellow flames... Its power is so terrifying.

It can be called a large-scale natural disaster scene.

If this wind was allowed to sweep through the imperial capital, many people would die.

In a battle of this level, the fighting kings simply cannot intervene, and they have to be careful even when they get closer.

At this time, Xiao Yan also rushed over, flapping his wings and floating in the air, looking at the fierce battlefield ahead with extremely shocked eyes.

Among them, Wei Yang was not found.

There is only a beautiful figure in white clothes and white hair, crisscrossing it, controlling the strong wind and the yellow-brown flames sweeping across the sky.