Chapter 27

"Smelly kid, don't be complacent. I just beat me wrong and let you get back a small life. Now you're not so lucky!"

Hoo!

A roar, a gust of wind!

Bai Long didn't want to believe that a mere human cub was so strong. He hit him with all his strength, but he couldn't hurt half of the other party's hair, so he swept up his tail again, and pressed hard on Yang Feng's head with ten times stronger than before.

For a moment, the fierce air pressure made the trees of the whole night demon forest move wildly, and the dust on the ground flew up into the air against gravity, forming a terrible tornado sweeping around.

Ximen Zun was shocked and quickly shouted, "the white dragon is really angry, brother Yang, be careful!"

"It's no small skill!"

Yang Feng did not look at the giant tail on his head at all, but leisurely raised a fist and said to the sky: "ordinary Ping a fist!"

Touch!

A loud noise burst my ears like a volcanic eruption.

At the moment when the white dragon's huge tail and Yang Feng's small fist touched, the white dragon didn't know what was going on, so he saw that his whole tail completely cracked in an instant.

Blood spilled down the forest like rain and dyed the land ten miles around.

The originally invulnerable hard scales were also shot in all directions in an instant. Even if thousands of heavenly trees were cut off by the waist, only one hair of Yang Feng could not be hurt.

Yang Feng just stood in place, raised his fist, and always hung a calm smile at the corners of his mouth.

Shock, unimaginable earthquake!

Even though Ximen Zun has admitted that Yang Feng's strength is far higher than him, enough to fight the white dragon. But now it seems that it still underestimates a lot.

Yang Feng is like a bottomless pit, which can never be explored to the end.

Who could have thought that the white dragon was covered in a thousand year black ice scale armor. Even the four grade soldiers made for him by the master of situ house, the defense that Xuantian steel stab could not break, would be beaten to pieces by a meat fist of Yang Feng.

And it seems that Yang Feng hasn't really moved.

How terrible Yang Feng's real strength should be!

Goo Doo!

He swallowed hard. Although Ximen Zun knew that Yang Feng was helping him, he said he couldn't help trembling with fear in the face of this unprecedented power.

No wonder those two quasi monsters are called Yang Feng monsters. Indeed, Yang Feng is indeed a more terrible creature than monsters.

Is he human!

Simon Zun smashed his mouth twice and was stunned.

As a teammate, Ximen Zun looked like this when he saw this shocking scene, not to mention the two must be strange.

At this moment, when they saw that the monster Yang Feng was powerful again, they were already scared to hide in a corner, shrink into a ball and tremble.

Roar!

With a terrible howl, the white dragon felt the pain deep into his heart and couldn't help roaring up to the sky. At the same time, his face changed greatly and dragged the injured giant tail back.

The look in Yang Feng's eyes was like those two quasi monsters. It was like looking at monsters. It was full of fear. At the same time, the bottom of my heart was full of resentment and muttering.

These two losers, why didn't you remind them earlier that this boy is so strong? If it had known this, it would have run away and wouldn't have been seriously injured like this.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine to sell.

If he had left earlier, maybe Yang Feng would not chase him in order to take care of Ximen Zun.

But now that Yang Feng has reached a deal with Ximen Zun, it is necessary to take its head.

With a light whistle, Yang Feng turned around calmly, his face was relaxed and comfortable, looked at the white snake that had already been dyed red by his own blood not far away and said, "little snake, come again. As a monster, you shouldn't have such skills."

"Brother, I'm wrong. You let me live. I won't dare to take a detour in the future. Will you do it?"

When his face was bitter, Bai Long finally softened and cried.

Yang Feng shook his head noncommittally, looked back at Ximen Zun lying on the ground, and said faintly, "OK, do you ask my brother if he agrees first?"

Bai Long glanced at Ximen Zun and saw that his eyes were full of hatred. He wanted to peel off his skin and bones, and Yang Feng came out for him. He knew he couldn't run today and didn't beg for mercy immediately. He angrily said, "smelly boy, don't deceive people too much. Otherwise, you will never be better if you work hard!"

"Shout, it's really unrepentant. Dare you threaten me?"

As soon as he raised his eyebrows, Yang Feng sneered and said, "then I'd like to see. What else can you do with me?"

As soon as the corner of his mouth was drawn, the white dragon was unable to ride the tiger. He immediately shouted, "you forced me, ten thousand poison wind!"

Hoo!

As soon as the voice fell, the white dragon immediately opened the snake's mouth, and a green vigorous wind with a fishy smell rushed to Yang Feng. Passing by, flying sand and stones block out the sky and the sun.

Yang Feng just stood there, motionless, let the vigorous wind attack, then shook his head and said with a smile: "the power of your wind is not as strong as the power of your tail just now. Do you think you can..."

Ding!

Suddenly, the system sound sounded: "players are poisoned, please take an antidote!"

"Eh, I'm poisoned?"

Not being stunned, Yang Feng looked forward and saw red lights flashing in front of him, - 10, - 10

Yang Feng knew that he was losing blood, so he couldn't help worrying.

Although his blood volume is thick enough, one million, it's not a matter to fall down like this. Maybe he'll lose his blood one day. And he doesn't have an antidote.

Seeing that he found it, Bai Long couldn't help laughing: "see, this is my magic. Most people always think I'm an ice monster, relying on the Millennium black ice scale, but this magic is actually wooden and good at using poison. You've been poisoned by me now. You're ready to die, ha ha!"

"Brother Yang, how are you?"

Hearing his words, Ximen Zun couldn't help but look at the grass and trees blown by the vigorous wind. Sure enough, they began to turn black and corrode, so he hurriedly asked.

Yang Feng didn't speak because he didn't know what to do now.

But suddenly, green lights flashed in front of him, + 10, + 10, + 10

Yang Feng understood that he was restoring his blood volume, and soon his blood volume would be full again. The speed of blood loss will never catch up with his recovery.

And after a while, he stopped bleeding.

Ding!

At this time, the system voice again: "Congratulations, players, strong resistance, the toxin in the body has been self relieved!"

Yang Feng turned his eyelids and thought, and immediately understood what. He is at least a level 200 mage. Ordinary poison can't help him. He is top in both magic resistance and physical defense.

Looking at the top of the white dragon, it's just a level 20 monster. How can its poison threaten itself?

At the thought of this, Yang Feng suddenly laughed, shrugged his shoulders and said, "can you hurt me by breaking the poison? If you have the guts to spit two more, see if I care?"

"How could it be? He wasn't poisoned?"

The corner of his mouth pulled hard, and the white dragon was stunned again. How could it think that Yang Feng's physical resistance was so strong. It is highly poisonous and has no effect on Yang Feng.

All of a sudden, its last move life-saving skills failed, and it turned around in a panic and was about to run away.

In Yang Feng's eyes, he took out the dark yellow knife found in the night tiger cave from his backpack, aimed at the white dragon's head and threw it out: "want to run? It's not so easy!"

Poof!

The dagger crossed the cloud like a meteor catching the moon, and instantly cut the white dragon's huge snake head in half.

The blood fell like rain. The white dragon trembled and fell powerlessly to the ground, which led to a turmoil in the whole night demon forest