Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 404: Foul-mouthed Bifang
The gaze was as sharp as a sword, and it shot into Gao Yang's body, making him feel cold all over.

Gao Yang looked at Bifang, whose elegant posture looked like a spirit in fire, and felt a little apprehensive.

At this moment, a clear spiritual consciousness came into Gao Yang's mind:

"Human? A dragon-man with dragon blood?"

After just a moment of silence, Gao Yang realized that it was the Bifang opposite who was talking to him.

Gao Yang shook his head in denial and began to explain, "I am a human, not a dragon-human hybrid."

"Not a dragon-human hybrid?" Bifang sneered. Its gaze fell on the dragon wings behind Gao Yang and continued, "Then what is that thing behind you? Don't tell me humans have such abilities.

If you insist on saying you are human, your ancestors will probably jump out of their graves and kill you."

"!!!"

Gao Yang looked at the Bifang opposite him. This bird was a little irritable, or were those who played with fire all irritable?

Gao Yang's expression remained unchanged, but he spoke in a heavier voice, "Like I said, I'm human, and these wings are just one of the abilities I possess."

Bifang flapped its wings twice, and large flames fell. It seemed to laugh, and the sound reached Gao Yang's ears: "Ha, so it is a hybrid, isn't it still a bastard?"

"Suck!"

Gao Yang took a deep breath of the hot air. This action not only failed to calm him down, but instead made his chest burn and a surge of hot blood rushed to his head.

Bifang stared at Gao Yang with his dark eyes and continued to speak: "What are you doing here, you bastard? Can't you see that your grandfather Bifang is having a great time?"

Gao Yang closed his mouth silently. He had confirmed that this Bifang was a troll and he didn't know where he got this knowledge from.

To deal with this kind of troll, he chose to use a more direct method.

Since the other party can't speak properly, let him speak properly.

He clenched his hand, and the black jade suddenly appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Seeing Gao Yang's actions, Bifang spread its wings and snorted again: "Yo, you want to fight Grandpa Bifang? Do you think Grandpa Bifang is afraid of you? Come on, come on, let these big loaches go for now and teach you a lesson first, so that you can recognize your ancestors."

Gao Yang took a step forward, the dragon wings behind him flapped suddenly, and he rushed straight towards Bifang.

"Bifang!"

Bifang let out a loud cry and flapped its wings, and several fireballs flew straight towards Gaoyang under its control.

Gao Yang clenched his left fist, and fine arcs of electricity jumped on the surface of his fist.

He punched out, and jumping arcs of electricity erupted radially forward, shattering all the incoming fireballs.

"Oh, you have some strength. What kind of dragon blood did you get? Thunder dragon? Yinglong?" Bifang opened his mouth when he saw that his attack was easily resolved.

Gao Yang swung his sword angrily, and the sword energy dozens of meters long came down with a bang.

Bifang spread its wings and dodged Gao Yang's sword energy gracefully and swiftly.

It looked down at Gao Yang, and then liquid flames overflowed from all parts of its body, covering it completely in an instant.

It suddenly flapped its wings, and with flames all over its body, it pierced through the space like a sharp arrow and shot towards Gao Yang.

The white beak of the bird is like a sword drawn from its sheath, piercing through everything with its sharp edge.

Gao Yang swung the Black Yao sword, and the tip of the Black Yao sword headed towards the Bifang bird's beak. With a crisp "ding" sound, the Bifang bird's beak touched the Black Yao sword. Gao Yang felt a huge force coming from the Black Yao sword and violently breaking into his arm.

He shook his arm to dissipate the force, then turned his body with the sword and swung the sword again at Bifang's slender neck.

Bifang's single wing is like a knife, and when it retracts and expands, it is like a long knife slashing down vertically.

The black jade and the green wings collided, Bifang hissed softly, and retreated along the force of the black jade.

In mid-air, two broken feathers swayed and fell.

Gao Yang killed Bifang with one sword, and seeing Bifang retreating, he rushed towards Bifang like a shadow.

"Hey, you bastard, if I give you some color, you're going to open a dyeing factory?"

Bifang screamed and flapped its wings. A sea of ​​red fire suddenly appeared in front of it, filling the distance between it and Gao Yang.

"Come, let me show you the power of Grandpa's Samadhi True Fire!"

The red flames burned the air, making a sizzling sound.

Gao Yang suddenly stopped rushing forward. The tingling sensation from his senses told him that the sea of ​​fire before him was not so easy to break through.

If you are not careful, you might be burned to death.

But since the other party has already started burning, he naturally won't just sit there and watch.

So, the next moment, a huge amount of fighting spirit burst out from Gao Yang's body, and a huge fighting spirit shadow quickly formed behind him.

The Dou Qi shadow was about ten meters tall, and its huge hand made a gesture to draw a sword, and then a Dou Qi sword that was also more than ten meters long was drawn out from its body.

Afterwards, the Dou Qi phantom swung the Dou Qi sword with a loud bang. The sharp sword energy, wrapped in a hurricane, slashed towards the sea of ​​fire in front of him.

Then, in Bifang's astonished eyes, the Dou Qi sword slashed out several sword energies, and the violent sword energies cut the sea of ​​fire in front of him into pieces.

Even during this process, the Samadhi True Fire was madly burning Gao Yang's sword energy, but the flame was just a flame and could not provide the same kind of defense as a substance.

"Hey, you bastard, your swordsmanship does have some merits." After Bifang reacted, he looked at Gao Yang with a little surprise.

Gao Yang had no expression on his face and just swung his sword silently.

As he swung the sword, brilliant golden light bloomed in his eyes and merged into his slashing attack.

The power of this sword suddenly underwent a qualitative change. Just when Bifang was still thinking that this sword would be burned to ashes by its Samadhi True Fire, it did not expect that Gao Yang's sword energy would rush into its Samadhi True Fire. Although it made a "sizzling" sound, it still stood up tenaciously.

Seeing the sword energy, which had been reduced by half and was coming towards him, Bifang flapped his wings and quickly dodged the sword.

It had experienced how heavy Gao Yang's sword was before. If it had a choice, it would never take the opponent's blow head-on again.

Even its body, which had been tempered by the Samadhi True Fire, could not withstand the heavy and sharp feeling.

Especially during the previous fight, two of its feathers were cut off, making it curse inwardly.

Bifang's feathers are not simple things. They have been tempered by the Samadhi True Fire and are extremely hard. However, they were broken with just one sword.

This was simply incomprehensible to Bifang. If he had not reacted quickly and dodged in time, more than two feathers would have been damaged.

When Bifang was retreating, he saw the sea of ​​fire in front of him being blown away by the strong wind. A figure wrapped in fighting spirit rushed out from the gap in the sea of ​​fire and rushed towards him to kill him.

(End of this chapter)