Seeing the purple radiance on the Thunder Dragon, the saint of the purple-striped demon clan flashed a brilliant light in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up unnaturally.
The forces of all parties have been shocked by this 8th-level Thunder Corpse Dragon. Among the candidates for the battle, the number of 8th-level powerhouses has exceeded 500, but in front of the Thunder Corpse Dragon, these soldiers are vulnerable. After a few sweeps, everything fell into chaos.
"What kind of dragon is this? How can it be so strong?"
"Impossible, how is this level 8? Even if it is a monster of level 9, there are not many monsters that can reach this level!"
"Run away and give up the army. In front of it, ordinary legions are just cannon fodder."
The ninth-level powerhouses in the team decisively left the team with some core eighth-level powerhouses, abandoned the rest of the army formation, and then exchanged for the time to reorganize the formation.
A large number of black chains appeared around Chu Feng, binding up the enemies hit by the Thunder Corpse Dragon and throwing them out of the battlefield.
This kind of behavior stunned the surrounding onlookers even more.
There is only one person and one dragon, fighting against 2,000 elites of various races, not only completely crushing them at the beginning of school, but also having the mood to save their lives.
What kind of terrifying power is this?
"Could it be that our future young master will only rely on pets?"
The saint of the Nightwing Demon Race disdainfully taunted, but there was a little uneasiness and panic in his tone.
He had a hunch that this time, they would lose!
2,000 masters form an army formation to fight against an 8th-level dragon and a 7th-level human, and he thinks he might lose just by meeting each other?
Is this a fantasy?
Cerberus sarcastically said: "Could it be that you have to rely on the double advantages of quantity and level to limit the opponent's selection?"
The taunt of Cerberus made the Saint of the Nightwing Demon feel a little feverish.
Indeed, this is a bit embarrassing.
"Okay, now that the miscellaneous soldiers have been cleaned up, let's get down to business!"
Chu Feng's eyes fell on the remaining 200 strong men, a black long spear gathered in his hand, and projected towards the distance.
In the previous battle with the Ice Demon Race, he actually used all his strength.
Because the means he used were beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, so no one could see how he did it, so he pretended to be an illusion of ease.
In fact, the price he paid for that battle was his accumulation of months.
That is to say, he had an epiphany later, otherwise, although this battle would not be his death, at least he would have to gamble the entire Yuan Mansion in order to survive from desperation.
This time, he couldn't hold back.
really will die!
The Spear of Scourge pierced through the chest of an eighth-level powerhouse, and the powerful death aura it carried directly took his life, and there was no chance of saving him.
In the next instant, black lightning with a breath of death exploded.
Under the black lightning, a dozen strong men shrouded in the breath of death showed a lot of corrosion marks on their bodies, and then screamed and rolled on the ground.
If it is normal pain, they can completely overcome it, but this is the pain from being deprived of life, this is the pain from the soul level.
However, their pain did not last long.
Before Chu Feng's next blow from the Spear of Scourge came, their vitality had already been taken away by the blow that contained a powerful breath of death.
"Let's go together, I don't believe he can deal with all of us!"
A purple-patterned demon, with purple patterns on his body, bloomed with a strange brilliance, his body speed soared, and he rushed towards Chu Feng like lightning.
So many 9th-level powerhouses and 8th-level powerhouses besieged a 7th-level powerhouse, and they still said such words, which is already a sign of lack of confidence.
However, he made the right choice. Tier 9 has a huge advantage over Tier 7. As long as he approaches Chu Feng with speed, he will have a chance to decide the outcome.
"Boom!"
A wall of ice and snow appeared on the path of the purple-striped demons. The purple-striped demons hit the ice wall and smashed the ice wall.
"Die!"
The purple-patterned demons seemed not to be disturbed by the ice wall at all, and the long sword in their hands stabbed towards Chu Feng. He believed that as long as he hit him successfully, he would definitely injure this human being severely.
Under the situation of group attack, fight with one's own strength for days and nights.It is actually very difficult for this kind of thing to remain standing despite being seriously injured.
When the first wound appears on your body, it is often not too far from the next wound.
When your mobility is affected due to an injury, the end of your life is already very close.
However, when his long sword was less than 3 meters away from Chu Feng, his sword suddenly stopped, and some black chains appeared from all directions, binding his whole body.
"Take a break!"
Chu Feng stepped forward and appeared behind him.
The purple-patterned demon wanted to fight back, but found that the power in his body had been sealed. In just a few seconds, his power had been blocked.
"No, I still have purple stripes!"
In the eyes of others, the purple patterns of the purple-striped demons are a means of increasing attack power or other aspects, but only they know that these purple patterns on their bodies are not so much an increase in attack power as an additional Attack power, additional defense and constitution.
Purple patterns, and their own power, are one.
However, when he just wanted to communicate with the purple lines on his body and break these chains, he found that the purple lines on his body had lost contact.
"This, how is this possible?"
The purple-patterned demon fell to the ground helplessly, and when the opponent sealed him, he even sealed them with his own fingerprints.
The Thunder Corpse Dragon hovered around Chu Feng. Under the protection of the Thunder Corpse Dragon, Chu Feng released the Scourge to his heart's content. In an instant, more than 80 enemies were severely injured by his Scourge, and most of them lost their lives. Only a few of them survived.
The strong men of all races who participated in the battle all had expressions of fear on their faces.
They didn't expect that a situation where so many people besieged one would turn into this.
Under the protection of the Thunder Corpse Dragon, their lives would be in danger if they approached, but the opponent could attack them.
It would be fine if they could severely injure the 9th-level powerhouse's unique skills, but they didn't feel any sign of weakening the other party's aura until now.
"Is it enough?"
When the situation reached a stalemate, Chu Feng stopped.
"Are you afraid?" A strong man of the Earth God Clan couldn't help but say.
"Afraid? Haven't you seen it yet?"
Chu Feng sneered, "This battle is just a waste of time and life." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com