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Chapter 120 I will train you to the Grandmaster level, or even the Human Emperor level! You will become my most powerful vessel!
Two giant five-flame dragons, their shapes and auras are exactly the same.

Not only are their appearances identical, but even the terrifying aura they exude is exactly the same.

When the two giant dragons soared in the sky, the suffocating and terrifying pressure was so great that even Mo Tianxiong and his companions felt difficulty breathing.

“What an amazing power!

The reason why Lu Hong can have strength beyond that of a Grandmaster at this level is all due to the perfect coordination of his five SSS-level talents. "

“And now, this power has been completely copied by Yuwen Fu. I’m afraid Lu Hong will find it difficult to compete with it!”

"The situation is not good, Yuwen Fu's strength is even more terrifying than before.

If Lu Hong fails, I'm afraid we won't be spared either."

"Yuwen Fu's original power is extremely terrifying. He can actually completely copy the talents of others. This ability is simply unheard of."

Many ninth-level warriors had fear in their eyes and moved their feet backwards involuntarily.

Mo Tianxiong also looked up at the giant dragon in the sky, his inner shock not diminished at all.

Yuwen Fu is not only a master at the Grandmaster level, but also the best among the Grandmasters.

Although Lu Hong is not inferior to Yuwen Fu in terms of blood and energy, his talent has now been completely copied by Yuwen Fu's original power, so I am afraid he is really no match for him.

"What are you going to do!" Mo Tianxiong shouted.

Mo Tianxiong did not choose to retreat. His eyes were as sharp as knives, and he turned coldly to the other ninth-level warriors beside him.

He discovered that when these people saw that the situation was not good, they actually had the idea of ​​secretly escaping.

"Mo Tianxiong, if you want to die, don't drag us down with you.

Yu Wenfu has the energy and blood of a master, as vast as the ocean.

Although Lu Hong is equally talented as him, his talent that made him famous has now been easily copied by Yu Wenfu, so how can he be his opponent? "

"That's right. Once Lu Hong loses, won't we become fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others?"

"Why don't we evacuate this place quickly and report back while Lu Hong is still trying to buy us some time? This way, we won't waste his efforts."

"We don't want to be buried with Lu Hong in this Ten Thousand Races Territory. Let's go back and practice hard, break through the realm, and then avenge him."

"Stop right there!" Mo Tianxiong shouted sternly.

"If anyone dares to escape now, I, Mo Tianxiong, will make him bleed to death on the spot!"

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other with different expressions.

"Old Mo, what do you mean? Do you really want us to stay here and die with this kid?"

Mo Tianxiong's eyes were like torches, and he glanced at everyone coldly: "Lu Hong, a mere eighth-level warrior, can show such shocking strength and compete with Yu Wenfu.

We claim to be ninth-level warriors, but we are timid and want to escape from the battlefield. Wouldn't we be laughed at by the whole world?

If Lu Hong really fails, we will rush forward together to share his pressure.

We are at least a group of ninth-level warriors, and we have Lu Hong who has blocked most of the attacks for us. If you don't even have this little courage, you might as well die!"

After Mo Tianxiong's scolding, everyone's faces turned blue and red.

His expression did not change because of shame, but because he was well aware of his influence on Mo Tianxiong and the Mo family.

If they really escape quietly, they will not be able to survive in the Great Xia Kingdom!

Helplessly, everyone had to look up again, their eyes fixed on the sky.

At this moment, two five-flame dragons had already started a fierce fight in the air.

The colorful fireworks flew around like meteors, tearing the space in the air and distorting it.

The scorching heat created ripples in the air, which quickly spread in all directions.

Lu Hong and Yuwen Fu were both flying in the air, and the terrifying energy and blood power they released kept colliding in the air.

Boom boom boom! ! !
Above his head, Lu Hong's five-flame dragon roared towards the sky, and spewed out powerful purple lightning flames from its mouth, sweeping towards Yuwen Fu like a violent storm.

Yuwen Fu's face remained calm. He calmly controlled the copied Five Flame Dragon, which also spewed out purple lightning flames, which accurately offset Lu Hong's attack without any deviation.

Lu Hong frowned, no longer as calm as before.

Yuwen Fu's original power was too strong, and he copied Lu Hong's talent perfectly with almost 100% accuracy.

The attack methods between the two are exactly the same, and their power cancels each other out, forming a situation of mutual consumption.

In such a situation, what is being competed is the energy and blood power of both sides.

It had only been a short while since the fight began, but his energy and blood had already been greatly depleted.

If the fight continues, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it anymore.

After all, he was only an eighth-rank warrior, while the other party was a veritable master-level warrior.

In the end, he will be the first to collapse, his energy and blood will be exhausted, and then he will be captured alive by Yuwen Fu, or killed on the spot!

Yuwen Fu stood proudly in the sky, looking at Lu Hong with contempt, sneering: "Hahaha, kid, your ability ends here!

Now, I'll give you a chance to live. Kneel before me and offer your blood!

As long as you are willing to be my most loyal servant, I can spare your life.

I will train you to the Grandmaster level, or even the Human Emperor level!

You will be my most powerful vessel!"

The two five-flame dragons had been fighting in the air for a long time, and the energy and blood in Lu Hong's body had gradually been exhausted, like a spent bow.

At this time, the expressions of Mo Tianxiong and others on the ground changed again.

They also felt the decline of Lu Hong's energy and blood. The once heart-pounding power was gradually dissipating.

"Mo Tianxiong, you've seen it too. Lu Hong is definitely no match for Yu Wenfu. I'm afraid we can't escape death."

"Don't hesitate any longer, let's go, or you'll have no chance!"

"Are you still going to stop us? Why?"

Mo Tianxiong's eyes were still fixed on the air.

He was in awe of Yuwen Fu's terrifying strength, which was far beyond any Great Xia master they had ever seen.

Lu Hong’s defeat is inevitable. If they don’t evacuate, they will all die here.

However, Mo Tianxiong did not show any intention of retreating. He clenched his fists and shouted in a low voice: "Be ready and watch for the opportunity.

As soon as we have the chance, we will rush forward together and attack Yuwen Fu with all our might.

Fight for a chance of survival for Lu Hong!"

When the other people heard this, they were instantly shocked.

"What? You want to die!"

"If you want to die, go ahead and do it yourself. We don't want to go crazy with you! Let's go!"

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Everyone began to look for the best time to escape, ready to evacuate at any time.

Lu Hong, who was in the air, had no idea what was happening on the ground.

He deeply felt the rapid loss of his energy and blood, and was now in an unprecedented predicament.

Is it necessary to rely on the book of prophecy in the body to turn the tide?

The price to pay is his own Hellfire Stick!

Just as he was about to contact the Book of Prophecy, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

“Yuwen old dog, you want my son Lu Zhenyan to be your puppet container?
You are just daydreaming, looking at the stars in the sun!"

(End of this chapter)