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Chapter 1724: The Eucharist of the Silver Dragon(2/2)

The silver light shines, and the killing continues!

There were roars echoing between heaven and earth, as if each punch had killed countless creatures.

The sword light was shattered, and Yan Chihuo retreated again and again.

After ten steps, he could no longer hold on and was knocked out of his hand.

"The holy land is looking forward to it, but that's it!"

Feng Yuanjun stood with his hands behind his back, and his charm was outstanding for a moment.

Just like he defeated Shi Feng before, he was still extremely arrogant and dominated the world with his eyes.

After Yan Chihuo landed on the ground, blood stains spilled out of the corners of his mouth, the nine-wheeled aperture behind him shattered, and his face turned pale.

"I lost."

Yan Chihuo had a unwilling thought.

His face was embarrassed and his self-esteem was greatly hit.

Before coming, he was very proud and did not take the fourth young master seriously. He even thought that only Ji Lingfeng was worthy of fighting with him.

Unexpectedly, he was defeated directly by Feng Yuanjun, and the other party seemed to have not even used all his strength.

Feng Yuanjun looked arrogant and said lightly: "It's okay, you can force me to use the Shenlong Bashi Fist, you are so proud. This is the second only to the Emperor Dragon Fist and the Supreme Dragon Fist among the Dragon Clan's boxing techniques."

Feng Yuanjun is very arrogant. He seems to be giving him Yan Chihuo a step, but in fact he is still raising himself up.

Yan Chihuo was extremely frustrated, but he was helpless.

If you lose, you lose. No matter how much you say, it is an excuse. You will retreat without saying a word.

"Feng Yuanjun won so easily!"

"He is so imposing like a rainbow. He won't look up the rest of the holy land in one breath, so he will choose all of them."

"It depends on the situation, I will definitely have to fight another battle. I don't know who will choose."

"He should be second only to Ji Lingfeng and Xiao Yuanqi now. I wonder if he has the courage to challenge these two people directly, or fight Yi Feng directly. Yi Feng was also quite crazy just now."

The people in the Thunder and Blood Square seemed quite excited when they were talking.

Feng Yuanjun won the fourth young master back, allowing the suspense of the martial arts tea party to continue and become more exciting again.

Just as everyone was talking, no one expected that Feng Yuanjun's eyes swept around and landed directly on the pavilion where Lin Yun was.

He looked arrogant and laughed softly: "Langya Bang, you have been resting for a long time. Are you interested in playing around with it?"

An uproar sounded, completely unexpected.

Yan Tie frowned and said, "Feng Yuanjun, you can compete for the top three with your strength. Why waste time on Lin Xiao and expose your trump card?"

Feng Yuanjun was stunned at first, then smiled proudly, and said lightly: "You have thought too much and can't waste much time. As for the trump card, Yan Chihuo can't expose me, so he can't do it."

"What's more, the tea party uses martial arts to discuss the Tao, and it stops when it is clicked. Brother Lin, as the number one swordsman on the Dragon List, doesn't even have this little courage, would be too despised."

Yan Tie and others glared at each other, and their words were a bit heartbroken.

If Lin Yun did not respond, the so-called swordsman on the Dragon List would not only not become an honor, but would instead be a joke in the future.

When it comes to the number one swordsman on the Dragon List, he doesn’t even dare to play with Feng Yuanjun.

Lin Yun raised his eyes and looked at him, saying, "If you want to play, just play with you."
Chapter completed!
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