Chapter 1345: It's just the fire of a stove
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Super Dragon Cultivation System
- Jiu Baidu
- 654 characters
- 2021-02-27 11:09:06
Zhang Xing, Princess Tianfeng and Zhang Yuanfang were drawn by lot and played against each other. The two winners won the first place in the martial arts competition.
In the first game, Zhang Xing vs Princess Tianfeng.
The two came to the center of the stadium.
"Zhang Xing, you saved my life, I am grateful to you, but I will not stay with you."
As soon as Tian Feng came up, he stated his position.
Zhang Xing said indifferently: "Girl, show your full strength, once I shot, I'm afraid you won't have a chance."
Tianfeng's face (color) was dark and snorted coldly: "Let's talk nonsense, speak with strength!"
Talking about it, the body of Tianfeng erupted.
After seeing her (body sh n), a fiery (color) phoenix virtual shadow appeared, and a burning (hot r) breath flew towards Zhang Xing.
Ascension to the Eight-Star Sovereign has brought Tianqiang strong confidence.
She believes that she has reached Zhang Yuanfang's current achievements at this age and should be the first person of the younger generation.
Not only will she step Zhang Xing under her feet, but she will also make Zhang Yuan's arrogance ridiculous.
She said that she would never stay, no matter who it was.
It can be seen that the pursuit of fame and fortune in his heart has reached the extreme.
Ren (qing) is not worth mentioning in her eyes.
Only the winner will be worthy of use.
Zhang Xing's grace (Qing Qing) only defeated him, and then returned him as a winner (Qing Qing).
"Zhang Xing, are you the first opponent to face my Phoenix body Dacheng, are you ready?"
With a sneer, regardless of whether Zhang Xing answered or not, he pushed forward with both hands.
"Rage of the Phoenix! Burn down everyone who stands in your way!"
(Body sh n) The phoenix virtual shadow suddenly burned.
It turned into a substantial flame (hot r), and the high temperature crackled the surrounding air.
The burning phoenix flew towards Zhang Xing instantly.
The faces (colors) of all the others present changed.
(Body sh n) The person who is pregnant is really horrible.
I'm afraid that the ordinary Eight-Star Lord can't take the blow.
I wonder how Zhang Xing responded?
And those fans of Tianfeng are even more excited, shouting with excitement.
"Burn him! Burn him!"
The elders of these fans' families suddenly startled (sh n) cold sweat.
Little ancestors, you can't talk nonsense.
That is Master Zhang Xing Zhang. If he angers him, he can drive us out of Xuandu City in one sentence.
There was no door to listen to him.
Hurry to stop.
But there are so many of them.
The scene was chaotic.
Looking at the flames coming, Zhang Xing smiled slightly: "What a phoenix fire is just a stove fire."
Standing still, I didn't even move.
The flame swallowed him in an instant.
"Ah! Master Zhang, retreat!"
Zhang Xingfen exclaimed.
Everyone else was nervous.
Only those big brothers and everyone in Moyushan didn't worry about it.
Is there any flame comparable to the fire of ancient dragons?
No, the fire of Phoenix is still so lost.
Nantian and Prince Beitian had a faint smile on their faces.
Although they have a lot of confidence in Tianfeng, they don't think Tianfeng is Zhang Xing's opponent.
When Zhang Xing refined Dan, he once showed (exposed) the fire of Dragon Breath, although it was only controlled within the scope of the Dan furnace.
But they can all feel the terrifying temperature of terror.
It can only be said that the fire of the Phoenix can compete with the fire of the Dragon Breath, but to burn Zhang Xing, it is undoubtedly a dream.
What's more, Zhang Xing has not shown the fourth step of Qiangqiang, the realm of realm.
Tianfeng knows that Zhang Xing also has a different fire, but now she has swelled to her disorientation.
It is no longer clear who is the real king.
Just when she was so proud, suddenly, the flames of the Phoenix trembled, and then quickly shrank.
An ordinary ordinary hand stretched out from the flame.
Just in the blink of an eye, all the flames (hot r) turned into a small fire group, beating in Zhang Xing's hands, struggling.