509: C509 Dragon Kill

C509 Dragon Kill

When Yang Hsingchen saw Little Princess like this, he couldn't help wiping his sweat. "Please, you are the princess, not the king of the mountain. Can you be more civilized? Also, red wine is not drunk like this. It needs to be slowly savored. It's not like I want you to drink as much as white wine. "

Little Princess rolled her eyes unhappily, "Tsk, don't think that I'm easy to trick just because I've never drunk wine before. Don't you drink big bowls of wine and eat big mouthfuls of meat? Who cares what red wine or white wine it is, drinking it is a spirit!"

Old ruffian nodded repeatedly at the side, "Enemies and foes, since you want to drink, you have to be forthright. Otherwise, what kind of wine do you want to drink!? Come, little girl skin, Master Loong will help you fill it up. The rest will be for Master Loong to taste."

Right at this moment, the originally clear sky suddenly changed. * Hong Long...... * Then, a wild and arrogant laugh came from the sky, "Hey, Yang Hsingchen, aren't you very awesome in the martial arts field? You actually let a Violet-gold Divine Dragon come and scare my Sub-dragon? Damn it! Now, shouldn't I be awesome? "

Everyone looked up and saw General Fang Guanglu of the Lu Kingdom sitting proudly on the dragon's back, directing the Sub-dragon to circle above everyone's heads.

"Fang, what do you want?" Yang Hsingchen asked in a deep voice.

"What do you want? That's a good question! I'll give you two choices. One is to kneel down and kowtow three times to me. And then send Little Princess up obediently so that this Great General can have a taste of her own medicine. Have a taste of the princess's taste."

"Is there another choice? You can choose not to listen to me. Then I will make my beloved dragon overturn your broken bamboo boat. After that, I will catch Little Princess and do a good deed on this dragon's back. Of course, you guys drown and drown. Have you all been torn apart by my Love Dragon? That is not my business."

"Awoo! Awoo!" The Sub-dragon kept roaring at Yang Hsingchen, as if it would tear him apart if there was a disagreement.

Creak! Creak! Creak! The bamboo raft kept shaking due to the strong wind brought by the Sub-dragon, producing a shocking sound that could cause people to want to break apart.

"What do you plan to do?" Yang Hsingchen turned his head and asked.

"Nonsense, let's go all out. At most, we'll just die. Don't tell me we really want Little Princess to be bullied by this evil person?" Wang Qiang glared at Yang Hsingchen with dissatisfaction.

"Old ruffian, don't worry about stealing red wine. Tell me your plan!" Yang Hsingchen did not care about Wang Qiang at all. Instead, he asked Ruffian Dragon.

Old ruffian finished all the red wine in one breath. He put the bottle on the swaying bamboo table and said, "I'm asking you, Master Loong? You have eaten all kinds of meat, but you have never eaten dragon meat. Why don't we kill this evil dragon and roast dragon meat?"

" Okay, okay, I want dragon meat too! " Little Princess happily reached out her hand.

"Cough, cough!" Yang Hsingchen was so shocked that he coughed. Your sister, you are also a dragon. You bastard, do you want to eat your own kind? "Old man, are you sure you didn't drink to your heart's content? Do you really want to eat dragon meat?"

"What's wrong? You can't eat it? It was said that the dragon meat in the sky and the donkey meat on the ground. Now that there's such a good opportunity in front of you, don't you want to eat it? God damn it, don't tell me you can't beat this dragon, right?"

" Hmph! Although I admit that his martial arts is high, I won't believe that he can beat a dragon to death!" Wang Qiang had a look of disbelief on his face.

"Alright, actually, I also want to have a taste of the flesh dragon!" After saying that, Yang Hsingchen picked up the wine bottle that had rolled to the ground and stood up.

"Kid, you mean you want to resist? What the f * ck, you still want to take a f * cking bottle? Do you want to smash this general's head with a bottle? Come on, come on, if you dare, smash it over!" Fang Guanglu shouted arrogantly in the sky.

" As you wish! " Yang Hsingchen shouted and the wine bottle in his hand swooshed.

The bottle flew out. This time, he used almost all of his strength.

Fang Guanglu never thought that Yang Hsingchen's arm strength was so great that he could smash things so far away. He also did not expect the wine bottle to fly so fast. He did not have the time to react at all, and only heard a popping sound. His head was directly blown off by the bottle.

It wasn't just a simple head injury, it also caused his entire head to explode. With a miserable scream, he died. However, because he was tied to the back of the dragon, his corpse didn't fall off.

Although the Sub-dragon didn't see that its master was dead, it could still sense it. It furiously roared and swooped down.

"You're courting death!" Yang Hsingchen coldly harrumphed and flew up to meet it. Of course he didn't want the Sub-dragon to rush down. If he let this evil head rush down, then the bamboo raft that he had spent so much money on would break down.

With a swoosh, Yang Hsingchen flew up to meet the attack. At the same time, he pulled out a sharp machete in his hand.

"Awoo!" Not only did Yang Hsingchen not dodge, he even flew up to meet the attack. The Sub-dragon opened its big mouth and bit towards Yang Hsingchen.

"Look at the blade!" Yang Hsingchen's body moved horizontally in the air, making way for the huge dragon head. Then, he gathered all of his spiritual energy onto the machete in his hand.

The machete, which was originally shining with a cold light, turned purple in an instant! The golden machete was more than a meter long. Just like that, Yang Hsingchen swung the blade that was flashing for more than a meter and slashed towards the Sub-dragon's neck with lightning speed.

The Sub-dragon originally didn't care about the machete in Yang Hsingchen's hand at all. Isn't that so? Although it was only a Sub-dragon, the dragon scales on its body were not something that an ordinary knife could injure.1

But when it discovered that Yang Hsingchen could actually emit spirit energy, it immediately panicked. One had to know that this meter long saber was actually Yang Hsingchen's spirit energy turning into a physical body. One could imagine how powerful it was.

Of course, the Sub-dragon knew how powerful this blade was. It twisted its neck to the side with all its might, and at the same time, it swung its Divine Dragon tail, wanting to send Yang Hsingchen flying with its tail.

However, its speed was not as fast as Yang Hsingchen's. With a cracking sound, this blade cut off half of its neck.

Roar! Under the pain of the Sub-dragon, its body suddenly shot up into the sky and rained down a rain of blood! At the same time, its tail also fiercely hit Yang Hsingchen.

"Pervert!" Little Princess cried out in shock.

Yang Hsingchen did not try to resist it. Instead, he used the Conversion Arts to instantly absorb the divine energy and Dragon Essence from the Sub-dragon. An endless stream of Divine Dragon energy flowed into Yang Hsingchen's body and was quickly absorbed by him. The excess Divine Dragon energy was stored in his mental space.

Roar! Howl!

The Sub-dragon, which had half of its neck chopped off, found that the Divine Power in its body was continuously flowing towards Yang Hsingchen's body. It was so scared that it kept howling. It tried its best to struggle to get rid of Yang Hsingchen, but found that Yang Hsingchen was like a plaster on the skin of a dog. It couldn't get rid of him even if it wanted to. It was shocked and wanted to fly into the air to escape, but it discovered that its body was getting heavier and heavier. Every movement was extremely difficult, and it could only roll and distort in the air with great difficulty.

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