Chapter 215

"Brother Yang, are you ready?"

Since it's a duel, naturally you can't attack as you like. After Zhao Hu asked, his body suddenly floated up, and his spiritual power rippled away, ready to attack at any time.

Yang Xuan was stunned for a long time. When Zhao Hu's voice fell, the whole person also rose in the air.

His head was raised, his eyes were dark, and there was a little white light overflowing from the corners of his eyes. It looked very seeping, which was somewhat similar to when he was lost by Jiang Weisheng.

"Tut Tut, the sun is so comfortable!"

Yang Xuan stretched himself in the air and shook his hands and feet at will. The sun sprinkled on his side face and printed a strange smile.

"Junior."

He turned his head to Zhao Hu, deliberately flew his body up more, and said coldly in a condescending attitude: "it's still time for you to admit defeat. I don't like bullying the weak."

"You! Call me! What!"

Zhao Hu squinted at Yang Xuan and said word by word. The strong killing almost condensed into essence and drum dangled in the open space.

Jiang Huang's father and son and Su Yueer, who were watching the war, instinctively stepped back two steps, and their eyes were full of worry.

Yang Xuan didn't care. He snorted coldly and said, "I don't know what's good or bad. I gave you a chance."

"Go to hell!"

Before Yang Xuan's voice fell, Zhao Hu roared and pointed his right hand at him. A rainbow rushed out and shot at Yang Xuan's heart.

He is the national teacher of the Qi Feng state and his status is respected. Even the leader of the Qi Feng state treats him with courtesy. Although he has come to the state of Jiang, the king of Jiang has to be polite.

He never accepted such treatment.

Most importantly, regardless of his age or accomplishments, Yang Xuan is not as good as him. Now he calls him a junior and speaks in that tone, which is clearly provocation.

Zhao Hu is not afraid of provocation. What he is afraid of is that Yang Xuan is not provocative.

The red mang was castrated very quickly, and the murderous spirit was rampant. He came straight to Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan was not afraid, until the red mang came near, he brushed his sleeve and poured out his spiritual power to defeat the red mang.

At such a time of counterattack, Zhao Hu had already picked up the red jade bead, stood with two fingers, looked solemn and chanted words in his mouth.

With the influx of Zhao Hu's spiritual power, a trace of red awn overflowed from the jade bead and wrapped around it, and a bright light spot appeared in the center of the jade bead.

"Go!"

With a slight surprise, countless red mundons burst out and formed a huge dragon figure in the air, with four claws and a ferocious face. The huge body danced in the air, lifelike.

"The demon pill of fire dragon? It's a treasure."

Yang Xuan's eyes lit up and didn't care about the fire dragon in the air.

"How brave! How dare you covet my magic weapon!"

Zhao Hu sneered and injected a spiritual power again. The Jiaolong rose in the storm, which was much bigger than when he dealt with Zhuang Lao last time, and the fluctuation of spiritual power was more intense.

When it was fully formed, the Dragon rushed over, and a huge roar rang through the whole palace.

In the distance, some bodyguards saw the red dragon through the high wall. They were shocked and quickly gathered towards the direction of the hall.

Yang Xuan floated in the air. His dark eyes glanced at the mighty Jiaolong, smiled and shook his head.

"A small skill."

When the voice fell, he flexed his fingers to the dragon, and a black light suddenly flew out of his fingertips. A moment later, he immediately divided into several channels to meet the storm. In the blink of an eye, he was surrounded by the dragon.

"Broken!"

With a soft drink, the long black light suddenly contracted, and the ten meter long dragon was divided into several sections in an instant. After a wail, it suddenly turned into countless flames and disappeared into the air, just like a burst of fireworks.

The late Sergeant surrounded the square, stunned at the scattered fire in the air, and didn't know who to point to with his long knife.

Jiang Huang first recovered, looked at the group of sergeants and drank, "get back!"

"Yes!"

A leading bodyguard replied in a daze. When he saw Yang Xuan in the air, he immediately swallowed his saliva and asked his men to step back slowly.

Compared with these sergeants, Zhao Hu was more shocked at this time.

His left hand holding the red jade bead trembled slightly, and his face was as gloomy as water.

"It's impossible! How can you break my move in the early days of opening up!"

"There's nothing impossible. I can only blame you for not seeing the world."

Yang Xuan's body slowly flew towards Zhao Hu, with a mockery on his face.

The white light from the corners of his eyes floated like flowers, but the dark pupils were like an invincible abyss, which made people want to immerse themselves at a glance.

Zhao Hu clenched his teeth and read the obscure words again. The red light on the jade bead surged and condensed a dragon again.

"Come again! You can catch it once and see if you can catch it a second time!"

The dragon was a little smaller than before, but its power was not weak at all. The majestic heat wave made the air roll and twist.

Yang Xuan raised his hand and was preparing to do it again. At this time, a burst of early warning suddenly appeared in his heart.

In the sky behind him, a red light appeared tremblingly, stopped in the blink of an eye, and stabbed his back with the sound of the wind.

This is the red light released by Zhao Hu at the beginning. Among them is his commonly used flying shuttle. It is extremely fast and powerful. Now it suddenly appears and kills strongly.

The white light from the corners of Yang Xuan's eyes became more and more intense, and his face was very unhappy.

"Sneak attack?"

"Hehe, it's just resourcefulness. If none of these can do, why fight the Dharma and compare it directly?"

"That makes sense."

Yang Xuan nodded. His dark pupils looked at the dragon. At the center of his eyebrows, a golden light shone and Muran rushed out, illuminating the whole square, mixed with a little black awn.

At the same time, the white light spread on his left hand and suddenly grabbed it back.

Behind Yang Xuan, a huge white palm appeared and grabbed the red light.

Sooner or later, from beginning to end, but in the blink of an eye, when the watching father and son of Jiang Huang reacted, the red light had been caught by the giant hand.

The dragon, illuminated by the golden light with black awn, immediately fell apart, just like the end of the previous one.

After all this, Yang Xuan kept moving. His body turned into a residual shadow in the air and rushed to Zhao Hu, who was still in a daze. He stretched out his hand. The jade bead in Zhao Hu's hand seemed to be attracted. He immediately got rid of it and flew into his hand.

This series of actions is done in one go.

Zhao hukan reacted, his eyes were about to crack, and roared, "bold! Return my magic weapon!"

This red jade bead is very important to him. It can be said to be the most powerful magic weapon. It can't be lost.