C820 Zhang Jiuling's Crisis
"Hmph, you're courting death!"1
Pei Feixiong said with disdain in his eyes!
Zhang Jiuling actually dared to resist Pei Feiyu's nine-clawed Fire Dragon with his physical body. In Pei Feixiong's view, it was undoubtedly him courting death!
But at this moment, a cold smile flashed across Chen Feng's eyes, and he said, "The one seeking death should be that stupid dog, Pei Feiyu. "
As soon as Chen Feng's words left his mouth, Pei Feixiong laughed coldly and said, "Humph, stop bluffing! A trash at the great circle of the Martial Saint stage actually dared to use his physical body to resist the attack of Martial God, who was at the eighth level of the stage. If this isn't courting death, then what is it?"
When Chen Feng heard Pei Feixiong's words, his eyes instantly revealed an expression as though he was looking at a fool as he said, "Those are my brothers. If you look down on them, they will be you, Idiot!"
Chen Feng said and laughed confidently.
Pei Feixiong could feel an endless amount of confidence from Chen Feng. It was the utmost trust in Zhang Jiuling!
Instantly, some fluctuations subconsciously appeared in Pei Feixiong's heart!
At this moment, under the shocked gazes of all the Cultivators, the nine clawed Fire Dragon that Pei Feiyu had unleashed and Zhang Jiuling's palm collided with a loud bang!
In an instant, flames soared into the sky, and endless sparks flew in all directions. The blood red flames and the golden-red flames instantly devoured the heaven and earth!
At the same time, when the two claws collided, Zhang Jiuling's body suddenly shook. Zhang Jiuling immediately felt his blood surging. The blood in his body actually surged at this moment. All of his exposed skin instantly revealed a bright red color!
Zhang Jiu Ling instantly spat out a mouthful of blood. His entire person's expression was somewhat dispirited, but Zhang Jiu Ling's eyes were even more ferocious. That gaze was incomparably violent, like a wild beast. Even if he died, he would still feel like tearing off a mouthful of flesh from the enemy!
At this moment, a ruthless glint suddenly flashed across Pei Feiyu's eyes. Pei Feiyu's hand suddenly moved, and the nine-clawed Fire Dragon instantly let out a wild and violent dragon roar. Under the nine-clawed Fire Dragon's claws. . . Another pair of claws appeared, and instantly clawed at the empty space on Zhang Jiuling's abdomen!
If these two claws were to grab him, Zhang Jiuling would definitely be torn apart by the nine-clawed Fire Dragon. The temperature of the golden-red flame would definitely be able to burn Zhang Jiuling's internal organs to ashes!
Instantly, all of the surrounding Cultivators cried out in alarm. They looked at the nine claw Fire Dragons in the sky in shock. The wild and violent strength caused them to involuntarily cry out!
"Heavens! This nine clawed Fire Dragon is too violent! Zhang Jiuling only had the strength of a Martial Saint at the Great Circle of the stage. If it was Chen Feng, he would definitely be able to shatter this Nine Claws Fire Dragon. But Zhang Jiuling is still at the Great Circle of the Martial Saint stage! "
One of the Cultivators immediately cried out in shock. The other Cultivators immediately echoed!
"Martial Saint at the consummate level of the stage! To forcefully resist the attack of Martial God's stage expert, this is already inconceivable. But Zhang Jiuling definitely can't withstand this attack!"
"That's right! Zhang Jiuling was completely unable to free his hands, especially when his hands were tightly held back by the dragon claw of the Fire Dragon. There was simply no way for him to defend himself. Under this attack, Zhang Jiuling would definitely die!"
"This time, Zhang Jiuling is really going to die!"
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