"Emperor Dragon Fist!"
The Dragon Clan's King's Fist Technique had been passed down for tens of thousands of years. This fist technique was famous for being overbearing and violent. It was known as the Dragon Clan's number one offensive fist technique.
The threshold for cultivating this fist technique was also extremely high.
Only the bloodline of the Dragon Emperor, the royal bloodline that inherited the fate of the empire, could cultivate it.
When this fist was unleashed, all other fist techniques would pale in comparison.
He was renowned throughout the entire Central World, and there were very few people who could match up to him.
However, one hundred years ago, the Supreme Dragon Fist appeared out of nowhere.
It became the most tyrannical Fist Technique of the Dragon Race in one go, peerless. Even the Emperor Dragon Fist paled in comparison.
However, Xiao Chen's cultivation requirements were even more difficult than the Emperor Dragon Fist.
The resentment and viciousness contained within it was even more difficult to control, and the slightest carelessness would cause one to lose control of one's heart and fall into the path of the devil.
The harsh conditions, the difficulty of cultivation, and the fact that the previous Heaven Dragon was imprisoned in the Starry Sky Dragon Penitentiary.
This fist technique was like a meteor, shining brightly in the starry sky of the empire.
After releasing the most resplendent light, it instantly vanished. Since the previous Heaven Dragon was imprisoned, Xiao Chen was the second Dragon Race cultivator to execute the Supreme Dragon Fist.
In the sky.
Xiao Chen and Qin Mu fought an intense battle. One side used the Sovereign Dao orthodox Emperor Dragon Fist that had been passed down for a long time.
On one side was the unruly Supreme Dragon Fist, which raged at the unfairness of the world and hated it for being unfair.
Bang! Bang!
The vast and boundless Fist Might in the air was like a clap of thunder, deafening. Dragon roars resounded in all directions.
It was not just a competition between the two fist techniques, but also the understanding and application of the Dragon Clan martial arts behind the fist techniques.
A golden Dragon Might spread out in the entire sky behind Qin Mu. The clouds for five thousand kilometers around sparkled with a dazzling golden light.
A Golden Divine Dragon containing Emperor's Might was hidden in the clouds.
Nobility, pride, sharpness, Luck. The vast Dragon Might hidden in the boundless clouds exuded a will that made one submit to it.
As for Xiao Chen …
He was dressed in white, and there was a sharp glint between his brows.
Xiao Chen's long hair and clothes fluttered in the wind of the killing intent. His entire body looked sharp and sharp.
The might of the Heaven Dragon spread out in all directions. The evil dragon was in charge, angry at the unfairness of the heavens.
The intimidating dragon roar was filled with arrogance and unwillingness to submit to the orthodox Dragon Might.
No one expected Xiao Chen to use the Supreme Dragon Fist to face Qin Mu.
Even more unexpectedly, Qin Mu's Emperor Dragon Fist quickly recovered after being at a disadvantage at first.
His entire body was bathed in golden light, making him look like a golden god of war.
The heavens and the earth trembled.
The wrath of the Emperor Dragon was the wrath of the heavens. It was one with the heavens, one with the heavens, and carried the might of the heavens to intimidate the group of dragons.
On the light steps, the white-bearded old man wore a gloomy expression.
The Elders from Ancestor Dragon City behind all appeared somewhat shocked, forgetting about Xiao Chen's earlier identity.
Below, the First Palace Master's heart sank.
He knew that Xiao Chen was doing this on purpose. Supreme Dragon Fist! Supreme Dragon Fist!
The Supreme Dragon Fist represented the highest Martial Technique of the Dragon Race. If not for the Dragon Race bloodline in one's body, one would not be able to successfully practice it.
If one did not comprehend the mysteries of the Heaven Dragon, one would not be able to bring out such might.
This was a refusal to submit!
With just a few words, the white-bearded old man identified him as a spy and sent him to Ancestor Dragon City to investigate his bloodline. This was a refusal to submit.
However …
Since the First Palace Master could tell, how could Lord Feng not? The First Palace Master sighed in his heart.
Given Lord Feng's temper, how could he endure this?
"This fellow is really rebelling against the heavens!"
On the light steps, the gloomy white-bearded old man snorted coldly, anger appearing on his face.
Even if this old man said something wrong, it is an iron-clad fact that you used a fake identity to sneak into the Divine Dragon Empire.
If you have any grievances, come with me to Ancestor Dragon City, and everything will be clear.
Now that Xiao Chen displayed this Supreme Dragon Fist, it was like slapping his old face.
In the air, Qin Mu, who suppressed Xiao Chen again, revealed a cold smile. "The Supreme Dragon Fist is merely so-so!"
Qin Mu's Emperor Dragon Fist indeed had a deep essence.
This Fist Technique had been passed down for tens of thousands of years and had been systematically developed long ago. There would not be any drawbacks.
On the other hand, the Supreme Dragon Fist had only been around for one hundred years. There were too many areas that needed to be improved.
"Die! Back then, that arrogant Heaven Dragon could defeat my uncle. Today, I will use the Emperor Dragon Fist to defeat you again!"
"Emperor Dragon Fist, Sovereign Descent!"
Qin Mu shouted. The vast Dragon Might hidden in the clouds for five thousand kilometers around suddenly infused into his body.
His entire body immediately erupted with resplendent golden light. The Emperor Dragon Might nearly turned solid.
"Boom!"
As the Dragon Might surged out, the ground, aside from the formation plate, cracked and sank.
Twenty-five years ago, the Purple Gold Dragon Emperor suppressed the Heaven Dragon. Could it be that the same scene would repeat itself today?
The many Heaven Dragon Palace disciples could not help showing expressions of despair.
Seeing the other party bring out his killing move, Xiao Chen snorted coldly and suddenly waved his hand.
The state of the Supreme Dragon Fist scattered from his body.
Such a scene frightened many people. What was Xiao Chen trying to do?
In the next moment, surging killing Qi erupted from Xiao Chen's body.
"Buddhist sect's Seven Kill Seal!"
It was like the lotus flower never touching water or the sun and moon never remaining in the sky.
The killing Qi on Xiao Chen's body multiplied. "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Each wave was stronger than the one before.
The horrifying killing Qi spread out in all directions, penetrating deep into the hearts of the many disciples. This made them feel some fear.
"You clown. I'll show you the true Supreme Dragon Fist!"
Xiao Chen snorted coldly. This time, he did not use resentment to drive the Supreme Dragon Fist. Instead, he used killing Qi to drive the Supreme Dragon Fist.
"Supreme Dragon Fist, Raging at the Unfair Heaven!"
At this moment, boundless killing Qi merged with the lofty aspirations in Xiao Chen's heart. He drove his emotions to the limit, and an ancient dragon roar rang out in Xiao Chen's body like a bell ringing.
The sound of the bell was long and drawn-out, the dragon roar reverberated in the air, long and unending.
This was killing Qi, rage, and the inextinguishable lofty aspirations and pride in Xiao Chen's heart.
This punch raged at the unfair heaven, venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.
He could not accept this evil dragon that ruled the world. He could not accept that Ancestor Dragon City's old man treated him as a spy with just a few words. He could not accept that white-bearded old man doubting the authenticity of his Dragon Race bloodline.
Xiao Chen's Qi and blood surged. This punch also activated the pride of the Blue Dragon bloodline in Xiao Chen's body.
Unbeknownst to Xiao Chen, this pride silently merged with the Heaven Dragon's mysteries in his body.
"Bang!"
Two terrifying fists collided with each other in an instant.
A resplendent light appeared amid a loud sound. Qin Mu, who carried the vast and boundless Dragon Might of a royal Emperor's bloodline, pressed down, wanting to crush Xiao Chen on the spot and trample on him. "Pu ci!"
"Pu ci!" Xiao Chen vomited a mouthful of blood, dyeing his clothes red.
"Kill!"
However, Xiao Chen did not show any panic or fear on his face. He shouted, and his killing Qi gathered again.
"Crack!
Crack! "Qin Mu was somewhat shocked to discover that the Emperor Dragon's Dragon Might supporting him slowly cracked under the assault of this punch.
Before Qin Mu could react, the overwhelming killing Qi behind Xiao Chen surged over like waves. "Bang! Bang!
Bang! "
In the end, Qin Mu could not block the Dragon Might on his body. It shattered under the wave after wave of fist light.
Qin Mu vomited a mouthful of blood, and his Dragon Might vanished. Xiao Chen's punch knocked him into the air. All the bones in Qin Mu's body shattered, and his internal organs were destroyed. His complexion paled as his lifeforce drained continuously.
"Supreme Dragon Fist, Ruling the Surroundings!"
Xiao Chen punched again in one go. The fist light gathered into a war banner. The Dragon Might spreading out in the surroundings continuously infused into the war banner.
"No!"
Several Golden Dragon Palace disciples cried out hoarsely.
The Third Palace Master paled in fright. At this speed, he could not save Qin Mu in time.
It looked like this sure-kill punch would end Qin Mu.
The white-bearded old man on the light steps shouted coldly. Then, he ferociously grabbed the war banner, which contained Xiao Chen's Veritable Essence Energy, will of soul, and boundless killing Qi.
"Crack!"
The war banner shattered, and Xiao Chen's mind and soul were injured. He vomited a mouthful of blood as he flew to the ground.
The white-bearded old man casually flung his arm and said coldly, "The Heaven Dragon Palace's Xiao Chen faked his identity and snuck into the empire. He offended his superiors and offended this lord. Furthermore, he tried to murder the Golden Dragon Palace's Qin Mu. He deserves ten thousand deaths for his crimes. Capture him and await punishment!"
"Yes!"
With the white-bearded old man's command, many Dragon Race experts immediately appeared from all directions, chasing after Xiao Chen.
No one expected Lord Feng to personally attack Xiao Chen and even accuse him of so many crimes.
With this, Xiao Chen was finished.
"Damn it! What dogshit Ancestor Dragon City is this? It was clearly this Qin Mu who wanted to kill Xiao Chen, alright? Without any evidence, he labeled Xiao Chen as a spy. This is simply despicable. Anyone who wants to take down Xiao Chen will have to go through me, Murong Yan! "
The Red Dragon Palace's Murong Yan could no longer endure it.
Now that he saw Lord Feng personally injure Xiao Chen, he completely erupted.
He ignored the Red Dragon Palace Elders' attempts to stop him and soared into the air, instantly clashing with the Dragon Race experts flying over from all directions.
"Protect Junior Brother Xiao Chen!"
Even Murong Yan made a move. How could the many Heaven Dragon Palace disciples have any fear?
They only relied on their hearts and made decisions that they normally would not dare to make.
They stood together with the various Dragon Race guards.
The originally somewhat chaotic scene instantly descended into absolute chaos. The Dragon Race experts who came to capture Xiao Chen on Lord Feng's command were all blocked.
Amidst the chaos, a gentle breeze blew.
"Let's go."
Situ Changfeng weaved through the chaotic crowd and supported Xiao Chen, who was injured by Lord Feng, on his shoulder. Then, he quickly left.
On the light steps, the white-bearded old man showed an enraged expression. He looked around and instantly locked on to Situ Changfeng and Xiao Chen, who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to flee.
"To think that you want to flee under my nose! You are seeking death!"
However, just as the white-bearded old man was about to make a move, a small world made of flames suddenly appeared before him.
The small world expanded continuously, turning into a complete nation. Then, it smashed down on the group of people on the light steps.
The appearance of the nation of flames completely blocked the white-bearded old man's vision. Aside from this nation, there was nothing else.
"Firmament's Rage! Yi Xin, you can't resist making a move as well? "
The white-bearded old man showed a cold expression. He immediately recognized this move. This was the famous consummate technique that the Heaven Dragon Palace's First Palace Master, Yi Xin, used to sweep through the northern region — Firmament's Rage.
This Firmament's Rage was much mightier than the one that Xiao Chen executed.
It was complete and looked flawless, like a real world.
The raging flames of a Great Desolate Eon Ancestor Dragon filled the sky. However, a nation of flames flew over, temporarily separating them from reality.
The First Palace Master slowly appeared in the nation of flames. Then, he looked at the white-bearded old man and said, "My apologies, Lord Feng. I have never disobeyed Milord's orders in my life, but this time … since he does not want to go to Ancestor Dragon City to verify his bloodline and clear his name, Milord, just let him go. Sir, just let him go. No matter what his motives are, just let him go. "
The white-bearded old man was very old. When the First Palace Master was young, he was already a senior expert of Ancestor Dragon City.
The white-bearded old man possessed extremely terrifying strength. In terms of friendship, he had even saved the First Palace Master's life.
"You think that you can stop me?"
"It has not started yet. How can I give up? If I don't try, who knows?"
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