King Feng stood in the strong wind, his face was bleak, and when he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, there was no longer a trace of warmth.

He looked up at the sky, and thousands of thunders and snakes flew in the sky, one man and one dragon fighting in the black clouds, with unparalleled power, and thousands of feet of the void were filled with mist and ripples, and the void was chaotic and messy by the aftermath of the struggle between the two.

Fighting at a height of thousands of feet high, the entire royal city had already shaken under the sympathy of the aura.

Before this, he had never seen the power of the Dragon King Armor, and he did not really believe in Taizu Taizong's plan.

But at this time, he saw that the true dragon Xiangkong was blocked, and even the king Taoist who defeated Pang Wanyang was blocked, and the weight of the Dragon King Armor in his heart was rising steadily.

The Taoist Wang Quan can resist the Dragon King Armor that has not yet recognized the Lord, but what if he recognizes the Lord?

I'm afraid he is not his opponent either.

Once the Dragon King Kai believes that he is the main one, so what if he loses all this, he can still create an immortal dynasty!

Even if other soldiers were born later, they would be born, and they would be able to lie dormant in the wilderness and protect themselves without any problems.

The fortune of the gods of heaven and man rises and falls, and when the soldiers are all gone, the other gods of heaven and man hide. Who can stop himself who possesses the Dragon King Armor or the descendants of the Feng family?

As soon as he thought of this, he made up his mind completely.

"Yu Tian!"

King Feng fell on the observation deck and ordered in the whistling wind:

"Follow me to leave the royal city and do what your master has never done!"

Yutian, who was watching the battle from the sky, heard this, and his heart was shocked and turned to Wang Feng, who was flying in the wind:

"The King?"

"As long as you follow the order!"

King Feng snorted coldly, and walked away from the air with his sleeves.

Grandma Ghost has been lurking in the underground palace for two hundred years without seeing the light of day, but she is not doing anything except suppressing the Dragon King Armor.

Over the past two hundred years, under the inclination of countless resources of the court, a group of true masters have been cultivated. Cao Tiangang is the best among them. Although the rest are not as good as him, there are many people with Qi and meridians!

The 30,000 eunuchs in the royal city are definitely not inferior to any major sect in the world!

“Master…King…”

Yutian stood there in a daze, looking at the King Feng who was leaving, hesitating, but he heard the roars of dragons in the sky.

He gritted his teeth and turned around and ordered.

King Feng left in the air, but his actions were always stared in his eyes.

As soon as he made an action, Han Changgong had already stopped him.

"The King..."

Han Changgong's expression trembled, and his arrogance rose all over his body.

The invisible true energy and spiritual will stir up the sky around the body with its arms. Under the interweaving of true energy and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, a wall of air that looks like a substance is formed.

Blocking before King Feng:

"That's your military and civilians..."

Until this moment, he could not believe that the young man who had assisted him for decades, watched him as he ascended the throne from a down-and-out prince, worked hard for decades, and pushed his national strength to the top of the seven countries in one fell swoop.

It's what it is now.

Can a divine weapon of heaven and man make him give up 50 million soldiers and civilians and Dafeng that they have protected for decades?

"Hanchanggong!"

King Feng looked indifferent, and there was no trace of warmth again. In the midst of missing the sky, his divine will stir up the sky.

Its aura is like a dragon, and its meaning is domineering.

His martial arts are the celestial martial arts stole from the Dragon King's armor by the kings of Dafeng in two hundred years.

Although he has not reached Wuji, he is definitely not comparable to ordinary divine veins!

The divine intention soared into the sky, as if half of the dark sky was dyed red. The surging waves of air were surging like magma under the invasion of this red stream of light!

While the voice echoed, an iron fist under the yellow clothes had broken the heavy airflow. The domineering fist intention hit hundreds of feet wide, and hit Han Changgong heavily in the midst of the storm of wind and thunder:

"Those who block me will die!!!"

This punch is almost burning will and determination!

It is the brutal that destroys all the ferocity and completely cuts off the relationship between the king and the ministers between each other!

It is a complete ruthless punch!

Boom!

Thunder out of thin air!

Like a meteor falling into the sea, ripples rise sharply, and huge shock waves swept away, accompanied by the broken and rolling wind and true energy spreading from all directions.

Bang!

After one punch, King Feng stepped forward and punched again.

The fist was like a dragon, cutting through the sky, wrapped in the surging and burning true energy. Under the determination of his mind, he punched Han Changgong, who was bleeding from his seven orifices but was blocking him horizontally!

"The will of heaven is so high... I saw everything, but I couldn't see myself. I had done all the work, but it turned out that I was causing all this..."

Han Changgong felt sad and speechless.

Seeing the Domineering Dragon Fist coming from the sky, the divine will rise up and he was about to use his life-threatening method, burning the air and pointing the life-threatening method.

Even if it completely dissipates into heaven and earth, you will not be able to leave the royal city!

"Master!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from Changkong again.

Liu Yanchang broke through the air, and his true energy hit hundreds of feet, knocking Han Changgong away dozens of feet, and threw it far away into the night sky.

Rumble!

The domineering fist power poured into the earth, and a deep ravine that lasted several miles long was drawn on the vast square of the royal city. Smoke and dust rose everywhere and earth and rocks flew everywhere.

"Master!"

Liu Yanchang knelt on one knee in the air, looking like crying and laughing:

"I want to ask you, what exactly do you want to do?"

The incident happened tonight too quickly, and he had never understood it for a while, but he had been in charge of the six doors for many years and had a sharp mind. Gradually, he had already inferred something.

Something he couldn't believe and could not accept.

"Didn't you guessed it?"

King Feng's long hair was raised back, his clothes were swaying, and his fists soared into the sky like a wolf smoke:

"Tell me, your choice!"

"Your Majesty, I will always be your hawk and dog, and my minion. If the king wants me to die, I will die..."

Liu Yanchang knelt in the air, and the sharp sword aura around him fluctuated with his mood and was roaring.

He has never been a good person.

I have killed my brothers, heroes, and civilians...

He stole the position of master and also framed his colleagues for his status.

He was called the dog of King Feng, and was hated by countless people so much that he gritted his teeth and called him a god of arrest. He was an absolute villain.

"But......"

He slowly raised his head, and tears seemed to flow down his wooden face:

"Dogs eat shit, but they don't eat the same flesh and blood..."

Boom!

The voice was still floating, and the domineering fist intent had already flooded the surging wind waves.

Then, King Feng's voice was so calm that he drifted in the air:

"What's the point of keeping a disobedient dog?"

boom!

The true energy was broken, and the sound of muscles and bones exploded with a mouthful of blood sprinkled in the air.

Liu Yan flew back a hundred feet, his court suit and crown were shattered, and his black-bottomed cloud boots on his feet also shattered into pieces.

In the strong wind, his face was covered with his own blood.

"Brother Liu!"

In the night, Han Changgong's expression changed.

He never thought that the one who saved him would be Liu Yanchang, the hunter who was called a hawk and the most obedient lackey, who was the people.
To be continued...