Chapter 1029: Real Dragon King Fist

The dragon screamed and changed, and the deflated calf swam in shallow water.
As soon as Yang Feng revealed the dragon soul in his body, everyone on and off the court, including that magic top, Qin Shanhai, and even the highest-ranking Wu Fatian, had their eyelids jumped and their mouths opened inconceivably.
The monster dragon soul? Is he a man or a demon? "
Without saying a word, Sima Changfeng on the side also couldn't return to his senses in a daze.
The entire arena suddenly became silent, and only the surging dragon soul kept roaring, shaking everyone's mind.
Gurgle!
After swallowing hard, Kang Zhentian in the center of the field already had cold sweat on his forehead, and he steadily stepped back, his mouth twitching constantly.
How could he think that the embroidered pillow opposite him suddenly became a monster, or a monster?
Everyone knows that under the same cultivation level, the strength of the monster beast is much higher than that of the human, and the monster beast is much stronger. Now don’t look at the opponent as just a rookie who has just ascended to the upper realm, but as long as the dragon soul helps, his strength will advance by leaps and bounds. It is by no means as simple as the first step of the samurai. It can even reach the second, or even the third, far beyond. This is my senior who came to the spirit world for two or three years.
But fortunately, he has an absolutely powerful defensive spirit soldier, Xuanyuan armor, and the power of a battle.
Thinking of this, Kang Zhentian's face became firm again, but he didn't despise him as before, his eyes gradually became serious.
Yang Feng tilted his head, smiled, and smiled wickedly: Old man, do you still feel qualified to let me do a trick? "
Stinky... Don't be proud of you, brat. With these third rank spirit soldiers, what if you have a dragon soul? Moreover, the old man is known for his defense in the arena and he is not a vegetarian. First-rank high-level martial arts, standing King Kong, and dragon fighting in the wild. "
call!
With a loud shout, Kang Zhentian's hand printed a dozen, but seeing the golden light overflowing, a hundred-zhang golden body suddenly appeared around him, firmly protecting him, a golden dragon shadow also winding around the golden body. Above.
What a god, majestic and majestic. Baizhang steel dragon, magnificent momentum.
However, his golden dragon is nothing but a fake in the end, which is like Yang Feng, the real soul of the blue dragon, mighty and majestic.
Regardless of the lower realm or the spiritual realm, let alone combat skills or martial skills, all techniques with the name of a monster beast were created by imitating the skills of a monster beast.
But imitation is after all imitation, and imitating again is like a mere appearance, failing to reach the power of a real monster.
Just like the dragon shadow on Kang Zhentian's body now, he is the master of creating this set of martial arts. He was inspired by the dragon clan's moves back then and finally improved and became a human trick.
Yang Feng’s Dragon King Fist is the same. It is also the result of imitating and improving. However, with the Dragon Soul blessing, this Dragon King Fist is not just an imitation of its appearance, but a real Shenlong descended to the world, which can play the role of the dragon. The real power comes.
The difference is not the same.
Lifting his eyes and glanced at the figure of the fake dragon scratching his head, Yang Feng grinned and slammed his punch: OK, then let’s see, we two dragons, who is the real dragon king, hum, really Dragon King Fist! "
Roar!
With a whistling, the dragon in Yang Feng's fist rushed out violently. With its invincible aura, the surrounding space began to vibrate and gradually cracked, and black fine lines appeared.
The pupils couldn't stop shrinking, Kang Zhentian was shocked.
He has been in the spirit world for two or three years, and he is very clear that the spatial structure of this spirit world is much stronger than that of the lower realm, and generally will not be shattered.
But now, the opponent's punch actually broke the space, which shows how powerful this move is.
He gritted his teeth, even if Kang Zhentian had Xuanyuan armor protection now, he didn't dare to take it lightly and immediately gathered his whole body's fairy power to defend against Yang Feng's terrifying move.
boom!
Finally, the raging dragon slammed into Kang Zhentian's Baizhangjin, causing Kang Zhentian to puff out, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of red. The Xuanyuan armor on his body was also constantly shaking, making ear-piercing beeps.
However, it seemed that that was all there was to it, no matter how powerful the dragon was, he still let him block it.
After all, the opponent was just a rookie who had just entered the spirit world, and his cultivation base was still low. Even if he sacrificed the dragon soul, it would be difficult for the dragon soul to exert its greater power.
At best, it is a young dragon, no matter how cruel it is, it does not matter if it is not an adult.
Kang Zhentian let out a long suffocating breath, and felt a little grateful that he could still fight this battle.
Yang Feng looked at his momentary relaxed face from a distance, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up in a strange arc, muttering: Now let go, is it too early, hehehe... the third magical skill of the warrior, one Sunder armor. "
Click!
As soon as the voice fell, a crack suddenly appeared in Kang Zhentian's golden body, and the Xuanyuan armor on his body also cracked with Kerala.
Kang Zhentian was shocked, his face turned pale and bloodless.
How... how come, obviously blocking...
boom!
However, he didn't even have a chance to react, the giant dragon shredded his golden body so steeply, rushed in, and in the blink of an eye, it smashed him and the Xuanyuan armor on him to pieces.
Then the dragon continued to rush forward, just hitting the edge of the surrounding ring, on the barrier set up to prevent the contestants from becoming too powerful.
The result was the same as that of Kang Zhentian's Baizhang golden body and Xuanyuan armor, this barrier was directly shattered without holding on to it for a second.
In the end, the dragon rushed forward and slammed into the high wall around the arena. After a loud roar, the whole high wall was completely pierced.
The sunlight outside the wall poured in without delay.
Uh ah ah...
Seeing this incredible result, the crowd onlookers inside and outside the venue could not help but be stunned. With his mouth open, he could not speak for a long time.
The True Dragon King Fist with the bonus of Yang Feng's dragon soul is already ferocious and violent, and coupled with the magical skill of breaking armor, it is really a blocking and killing the gods and Buddhas.
At the beginning, Qin Shanhai was still light and breezy. At this moment, only his eyelids were constantly shaking and his head was sweating.
Although he had seen Yang Feng's hidden strength early in the morning, he never expected that this man could be so terrifying.
He now has some doubts, whether his own Wuxiang Divine Formation can compete with this kid's True Dragon King Fist.
How could this dragon soul fist be so abnormal?
The magic top was dumbfounded, and he never expected that Yang Feng was full of strength, and he was such a terrifying existence. Although he had already admired his elder brother, he was obviously underestimated.
The beard of the heavenly master outside the court moved slightly, like the Linglong on the side, already shocked to speak.
He has practiced Dragon King Boxing for ten years, and now he is finally in Yang Feng's hands, and he has really seen the power of Dragon King Boxing. This dragon fist, only with the blessing of the dragon soul, is the real flying dragon in the sky.
How can ordinary people make such a terrifying blow? There is only Yang Feng.
Wu Fatian did not speak, but stared at Yang Feng below him, unbelievable. After a while, the ground suddenly sank.
It seems that there is another threat in this Wujiabao...