Chapter 120: Shocking King-level duel

The terror of the king is indeed not something Yi Feng can imagine. Although Mr. Zhao and the Golden Eagle Rift are just tentative collisions. The terrifying energy condensed shocked Yi Feng's heart, sweeping the empty sky wildly, and storming the storm.

"Little guy, do you dare to be so arrogant in the future? Now you know that the world is very big, right?" Die Yunyu smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of Yi Feng's mouth with a fragrant tissue.

Yi Feng smiled and saw the duel of the powerful rank. Although this was a bit shocking, it would not cause too much fluctuations in Yi Feng's heart.

"Maybe."

The faint tone made Die Yunyu stunned: This little guy seemed to be calm and terrible. However, he could escape his life from the king's men. This was also proud enough.

In the distance, Mr. Zhao's thin body seemed to have infinite power. The green light on his body was beating and flickering. The huge momentum suppressed the entire void to an extreme silence.

"How? How about you stop?" Old Zhao looked at the Golden Eagle Rift and said lightly, with a terrifying aura pressing towards him.

Jinyingli's face instantly turned from red to white and blue, and this extremely powerful aura also allowed him to see the difference between him and the other party. However, looking at his disciple who was like a dead dog on the ground, he was unwilling to let it go.

"snort!"

The Golden Eagle Snorted, and a momentum that was no less than Mr. Zhao also surged out. Two auras, one green and one yellow, collided in the void. The rumbling sound continued to sound. The void also condensed under the two powerful auras.

The Golden Eagle Break left almost no room for space, and his momentum continued to surge. It was true that he had a task here, but what was ridiculous was that he was deceived. In addition, his favorite disciple was immortal for half a lifetime, which made him furious.

"I also want to see how powerful the royal family of the Azure Empire is." Although Golden Eagle Rift is very concerned about Mr. Zhao's strength, no one who can grow into the royal class is mentally tenacious. He will never retreat because the opponent's aura is more powerful than his own.

"Sister! Mr. Zhao is a member of the royal family? Then we will..."

Yi Feng didn't say anything, but Die Yunyu understood the meaning. Thinking of the two of them, her face became slightly hot, and then she gave Yi Feng a blank look and said, "Don't worry! That old guy in the Empire won't know. Although Mr. Zhao claims to be the royal family, he calls me a lady."

Yi Feng then breathed a sigh of relief. I thought that Mr. Zhao was the confidant of Die Yunyu and was not ordered by the Emperor of the Empire. No wonder Die Yunyu dared to sleep with him under such a master. After all, such a thing is definitely a great shame for the Emperor of the Empire.

"Are you scared?" Die Yunyu looked at Yi Feng strangely and smiled.

"Haha!" Yi Feng smiled embarrassedly. He didn't expect that before, but now he suddenly remembered this serious problem when he heard the royal family. Not to mention that he was really scared.

"Hehe! I didn't expect you to be afraid of something? I'm not afraid of it because you are not afraid of it." Die Yunyu smiled happily. Although her beautiful face was blocked by a gauze scarf, her graceful and explosive body still made Yi Feng's mouth dry and tongue look at him.

Yi Feng turned his head tactfully and wanted to fight two king-level players.

In the void, the two kings fought each other, and the skyrocketing momentum did not stop at all. The fighting spirit on the two men not only climbed. The dazzling light covered the two men, illuminating the entire ground into a blue-yellow color.

"bump……"

Once again, the huge void was slightly distorted under their aura. However, the entire void was very quiet, not even a storm. Yi Feng admired him very much. Although he had seen the duel above the king level, he was very far away at that time and did not feel like he was in it.

During this encounter, Golden Eagle Rift suddenly turned pale. Obviously, he suffered a small loss in this competition of momentum.

"Do you still need to compete?" Mr. Zhao was not the kind of person who likes to do things. Seeing his momentum slightly suppressing the Golden Eagle Rift with a slightly better advantage, he also asked.

"Hmph, you just beat me in aura? So what? Let's see the real moves under your hands." Jin Yingli sneered. Although he said so, he also understood that since the other party could beat him in aura, it means that the rank must be higher than that.

Seeing that he had no idea of ​​refuting this, Mr. Zhao sighed slightly and his eyes became solemn. Although his class was higher, it was not easy to defeat him at the same level as King of Martial Arts.

"Go to die..."

A ferocious roar was released, and the Golden Eagle's right fist protruded out. The golden fighting spirit rushed up to the fist quickly, and in a moment it condensed into a huge lion's head. The lion's head, composed of fighting spirit, seemed to have life, and its fangs added countless ferocious auras to it.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhao suddenly condensed his fighting spirit, and a green and yellow armor formed on it, as if it was carved with ancient words, which was charming and weird.

Yi Feng knew what this was, this was Dou Qi armor. Only when he reached the general level could he have skills. With Dou Qi armor, his defense was a qualitative change. Of course, the king-level Dou Qi armor cannot be compared with the general level. You can understand the power of Zhao Lao’s Dou Qi armor.

The violent sound of oppression, the green and yellow energy touched each other. You could even faintly hear the sound of a lion's roar. The powerful energy seemed to burst out suddenly in the collision. Countless energy was like sharp swords, ravaging the entire sky, and uncontrollable hurricanes swept away.

And even cracks appeared in the void at the center of the collision, as if it had collapsed.

In the spreading energy, the two of them left with one touch, blocking the energy of the sky outside. The whistling hurricane calmed down when it arrived beside him, and disappeared completely.

Die Yunyu looked at the calm expression on Old Zhao's face, and she muttered: "I didn't expect that Old Zhao's strength has improved again."

"snort!"

Jinying Ridge snorted, dissatisfied with the movements in his hand, and he poked his right hand out again, brewing a terrifying energy that was stronger than before, and smashed it hard towards Mr. Zhao's chest.

Looking at the oppressive and twisting void, Yi Feng had no doubt at all. If this punch hit Mr. Zhao, even if he had Dou Qi armor, he would have been seriously injured.

"Haha, I didn't expect to be old. I still have to touch you." Old Zhao laughed, as if he didn't like fighting.

However, his figure was dissatisfied at all. He flashed to the side in an instant, and the green fighting spirit condensed from his body to his palm, and his power was no less weak than that of the Golden Eagle Break.
Chapter completed!