Chapter 177: Zi Heng Zhan Ao Shang

On the stage, "Little Cow Calf" Ao Shang's blue clothes swayed, staring at Zi Heng with extremely cold eyes, and with a thud, his breath exploded, forming a violent air current.
Since yesterday, Ao Shang has been thinking about Zi Heng, comparing his dignified true dragon prince to a little calf, which is simply looking for death.
The people around watched quietly, surprisingly quiet, the needle falling could be heard, only on the road battle platform, the storm howled.
They really want to know whether the prince of the true dragon clan can lower the cultivation base by a great level and defeat the saint son of the sword emperor palace.
However, it should be impossible. Although the true dragon clan is strong, where can the Saint Child of the Sword Emperor Palace be weak, and it is a realm higher.
Zi Heng felt the violent aura rushing towards him, his face gradually solemn, his body tense, Ruoyoruowu's momentum rising and falling on him.
Don't think that the true dragon prince is only transcendental perfection, he is a realm higher than the true dragon prince, but don't forget that the true dragon clan is the main offensive and defensive, powerful and powerful, and there are few monsters and human warriors that can be expected.
The real dragon clan flesh body is also extremely abnormal, the warrior is very difficult to break.
This is also the reason why the true dragon clan stands on top of the demon world.
Ao Shang stepped forward, and the space seemed to be trembling, turning into an afterimage, instantly rushing in front of Zi Heng, raising his fist fiercely towards Zi Heng.
Zi Heng used both hands to block, but the power that Ao Shang smashed with a punch was so heavy and terrifying that he had severe pain in his arm.
Take a few steps back.
"What's the matter, the real dragon prince got the upper hand just as soon as the match was made."
People around were surprised to see Zi Heng retreating, could it be that the Son of Sword Emperor Palace is so weak.
However, thinking of the identity of the true dragon prince, he was immediately relieved. Zi Heng was not facing a human, but a human-shaped real dragon. The transformation of a real dragon into a human form was very terrifying, and he was good at close combat, especially hand-to-hand combat.
A warrior in the same realm, who dares to fight with the humanoid real dragon.
Bang bang bang!
Ao Shang's punching speed is very fast, and the shadows of the punches are overwhelming. Most of the surroundings saw two figures intertwined. The speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch with the naked eye. Only the dull physical sound was heard.
Although Zi Heng fought back, he suffered from continuous violent bombardment from Ao Shang.
"Damn, this little real dragon is so fierce," Zi Heng wailed in his heart. He had just taken care of it and shouldn't let Ao Shang get close.
Letting Ao Shang attack personally was the worst decision he made.
At the same time, he seriously underestimated Ao Shang's combat effectiveness. Without using any martial arts, he just wrestled with his physical fists. Although he was at a great level, he really didn't have the upper hand.
Zi Heng retreated, quickly opened a distance, pinched the sword tactics, started to condense the sword energy, and rushed towards the swooping Ao Shang.
Huh huh!
Dozens of sword auras bloom with sword power, like arrows, cutting through the space with a sharp air current.
Ao Shang threw out his fists and directly smashed the sword energy that touched his fist.
The rest of the sword aura fell on the blue shirt on his body. This blue shirt was glowing, and a blue light emerged. The sword aura fell on it, making a clanging sound, sparks splashing everywhere.
This is a defensive magic weapon that can offset sword energy damage.
When Zi Heng raised his hand, a sharp sword appeared in his hand, with a sharp blade and a cold glow. This was his natural magic weapon, an imperial weapon that he had cultivated with his essence and blood since he was a child.
As the long sword appeared in the hand, it trembled, and the sword sound continued, as if the sword soul of a peerless divine sword awakened and made a sound.
Hum!
The void cracked, and a huge golden dragon claw appeared out of nowhere. The scales on the dragon claw were golden, shining and shining.
The golden dragon claw appeared in the sky above Zi Heng, and slammed down at his head, as if to squeeze his head with one claw.
This is the secret method of the true dragon family, which is performed in the human body.
Li Zongtang, the lord of the Blue Dragon Temple, once swallowed a mouthful of the flesh and blood of the old blue dragon, and understood the blue dragon claws. The golden dragon claws look similar to the blue dragon claws, but the power of attack is different. Many terrifying.
In an instant, Zi Heng slowly covered the golden dragon claws, and at the same time the golden light flooded the place.
Zi Heng’s life was severely threatened. His pupils bloomed with bitter fighting spirit, and he performed pure sun swordsmanship. Only a trace of flame was covered on the long sword in his hand. A long sword with flames.
Ziheng's spiritual power was constantly poured into the long sword, and the sword was surging, and at the same time a terrifying temperature radiated.
A sword pierced the golden dragon claws above his head.
puff!
The extremely sharp long sword penetrated the golden dragon claws, and an extremely violent air current burst out, whizzing wildly, and hitting the invisible barrier on the platform, making a dull collision.
At the same time, the golden dragon claw slowly disappeared.
call!
Zi Heng broke the golden dragon claws and let out a long sigh of relief. Although the golden dragon claws were offset, he also took a lot of effort.
Not far away, Ao Shang saw this scene without any surprise. Then, his figure flashed and shot towards Zi Heng.
When the burst shot came, Ao Shang's body exuded golden light, and a terrifying dragon power filled the entire Taoist battle platform. Only when Ao Shang punched out, his fist changed, and the golden light condensed a fist. Shadow Dragon Claw, wrapped its entire fist.
As the five fingers closed, the golden dragon claws that wrapped the fist also closed, turning into a fist.
An amazing power erupted from the fist, the golden light was dazzling, and it was almost blinding.
The people around watching the battle, those with a little lower strength, did not dare to look directly at Ao Shang with their eyes.
"Is this a true dragon fist, the pervasive might is terrifying" someone muttered.
Because the true dragon clan is too far away from the wasteland, many people have not seen the transformed dragon clan make a move, but have heard the legend of the true dragon fist.
Real Dragon Boxing is a set of boxing techniques created by the human body after the powerful transformation of the dragon clan. The boxing technique is unparalleled, overbearing and aggressive, and generally people of the same realm cannot withstand the real dragon boxing.
Sure enough, after Ao Shang played the True Dragon Fist, his aura skyrocketed again, and the power that broke out was no weaker than Zi Heng.
The fist was mighty and pushed out horizontally.
Zi Heng didn't dare to be careless, using pure sun swordsmanship, shook the extremely hot sword light to stop the golden dragon fist.
The sword light is fierce, hotter than magma, and when it cuts through the space, it carries an astonishing red trace, as if the space has been corroded briefly by the sword light.
In the face of a horrible sword light, Ao Shang did not evade and broke it with the real dragon fist. Although the sword light was terrifying, his real dragon fist was destructible, not to mention a mere sword light.
Bang bang bang!
The two fought fiercely again, and Ao Shang used the real dragon fist, almost like a real dragon.
No, they were originally a real dragon in form.