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Chapter 1240 Thunder Corpse Dragon Fighting Demon Saint

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    "Are you the only one here?"

    Chu Feng looked at the demon saint with blue scales on his face, and said with disappointment in his tone, "I am stealing the original power of your entire force, extracting the foundation of the Holy Land, and you have only sent one person  Come here, it seems that you are being treated as a pawn to test my strength! Your status here must be very low."

    Qinglin Yaosheng said angrily: "I am enough."

    After finishing speaking, the sage of the Monster Race directly punched Chu Feng in the face with his fists.

    This punch is simple and direct, but it has the meaning of being too clever.

    It was as if the whole world was about to be smashed under this punch.

    Facing the simple and unpretentious punch, Chu Feng's eyes were also full of dignity, and he was not as playful as expected.

    He did kill the existence of the holy rank, but it was by chance and coincidence that he exhausted his hole cards, counted all the possibilities, and risked his own life to do so.

    Being able to kill a holy rank under special circumstances does not mean that he really possesses this level of strength.

    The Thunder Corpse Dragon opened its mouth wide, spat out a black lightning, and pierced the sky in the direction of the fist.  A fist fight was evenly matched, the death thunder collapsed, and the demon saint's fist also stopped.

    However, after the first punch was blocked, Yao Sheng immediately retracted his fist and continued to punch.

    His fighting style is simple and direct, that is, constantly punching.

    If one punch is not enough, then give another punch.

    In the case of an absolute strength gap between the two sides, such the simplest fighting method can actually achieve the best results.

    Unfortunately, this is not a crushing battle.

    Chu Feng left from the Thunder Corpse Dragon's head, and the Thunder Corpse Dragon roared and rushed up, its huge black tail swept in the direction of the fist, making a deafening roar.

    The dissipated vigor set off a storm, and the monsters in the entire monster city lay lower on the ground. Some weak monsters grabbed the buildings around them as much as possible to prevent themselves from being blown away by the storm.

    The Thunder Corpse Dragon let out a shrill howl, and there were more than half of the cracks on its tail.

    Under this punch, the solid black scale armor on Thunder Corpse Dragon's body was directly broken.

    At this time, the eyes of the saint of the monster clan were full of surprise.

    "A mere level 8 monster can withstand my attack?"

    There is a big difference in rank, and you can still fight in battle. With the advantage of numbers, you can even resist one or two, but there is a difference of two huge ranks, which is an irreparable gap.

    Under such a gap, the black dragon was able to block his own punch, which was enough to surprise the demon saint.

    However, Thunder Corpse Dragon's eyes were full of anger and fighting spirit.

    This is a very formidable opponent.

    The black lightning intertwined into a grid, covering the whole body of the demon saint, but the cyan scale demon saint just waved his fist again.

    The black thunder grid was torn apart by this punch.

    It seems that no matter what kind of attack, it can only be fragmented in front of his fist.

    However, after this fist, Thunder Corpse Dragon's claws grabbed towards the body of the demon saint. This is a common fighting method of Thunder Corpse Dragon. Just a few days ago, he used this claw to grab a ninth-level monster  into pieces.

    Just as the right fist was about to be retracted, and before it could be swung again, he swung his left fist at the waist, forming a palm knife, and slashed towards Thunder Corpse Dragon's claw.

    "Pfft!"

    Black blood spurted out, and a hideous long and narrow wound appeared on Thunder Corpse Dragon's claw.

    The Thunder Corpse Dragon let out an angry roar, its black eyes turned a little red, and the thunder in its mouth changed from black to purple with a strange color, and landed on the body of the demon saint.

    The demon sage did not dodge or dodge, but formed a protective cover around the surrounding Yuanli, and the purple thunder fell on this protective cover, causing a large area of ??cracks in the protective cover.

    "Wow!"

    The claw on the left side of Thunder Corpse Dragon directly smashed the protective cover that was close to fragments, and grabbed the body of the demon saint. The black breath of death escaped from the claws, eroding the body of the demon saint.

    ? Chu FengWatching the battle silently like this doesn't seem to mean to intervene.

    Those rank 9 powerhouses who were maintaining the formation swept their eyes towards this side, but were blocked by Chu Feng's cold eyes: "Continue to maintain the formation."

    Many strong men did not dare to disobey Chu Feng's order, so they had to continue to maintain the formation.

    The Thunder Corpse Dragon's claws were clenched tightly, as if it wanted to crush the demon saint to death.

    However, the claws that were constantly clenched were inevitably loosened. The demon saint forcibly opened the thunder corpse dragon's claws with both hands, and then kicked forward with a fist.

    The huge body of the Thunder Corpse Dragon was kicked out like this, and landed on the distant mountain range.

    A mountain with a height of more than 1,000 meters was directly broken by the Thunder Corpse Dragon, causing smoke and dust to fill the sky.

    The thunder corpse dragon roared and flew out from the smoke and dust in the sky, the purple thunder struck towards the body of the demon saint again, the demon saint waved his fist, and once again scattered the purple thunder.

    The purple thunder was dispelled, but the thunder corpse dragon still did not give up the fight.

    The right claw, which was torn open by the demon saint's left fist with a huge wound, grabbed towards the demon saint again. The thunder corpse dragon seemed to ignore the serious injury of his right claw, and continued to make a desperate grab towards the demon saint.

    "Boom!"

    The huge body of Thunder Corpse Dragon was once again punched by the demon saint and landed on the already dilapidated city wall. A large section of the city wall collapsed directly. The low-level monsters in the city trembled, and a large number of them were killed or injured.

    "It's a good monster, but it's a pity that it followed the wrong person."

    After a battle, the demon saint looked at Thunder Corpse Dragon with contemptuous and haughty eyes, "I'll give you a chance to become my servant now, and after I kill your original master, I will accept you as my last servant."  Loyal steed."

    It's a pity that Thunder Corpse Dragon didn't answer.

    With the current intelligence of the Thunder Corpse Dragon, it has already mastered the language proficiency, but it is a pity that it is unwilling to speak, even if it communicates with Chu Feng's soul, it is only to express simple fluctuations in wishes.

    "Following the wrong person? Become your mount?"

    Facing the arrogant words of the demon saint, Chu Feng had indifference in his eyes, "You deserve it too?"

    Hearing Chu Feng's indifferent words, Yao Sheng's eyes were once again filled with anger.

    "You just said? I'm not worthy? A coward who only dares to hide behind monsters is also qualified to judge me? He has the ability to challenge me one-on-one." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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