Ye Feng reached out and grabbed the fishing rod, from which a terrifying force came.
"Holy crap, a big shipment is coming!"
Ye Feng was a little excited. Actually, he had not fished much before. It was said that there should be a technique when reeling in the rod, such as letting the fish get tired before pulling it up.
Ye Feng didn't have this technique, he just relied on his strength to pull it hard!
The fish in the water was even more powerful. A faint light shone from Ye Feng's body, and he looked excited:
"Of course it is, little dragon!"
The little dragon that can compete with him in strength must at least have the strength of the fusion stage!
Upon seeing this, the Golden Crow Saint Lord wanted to take action, but was afraid of spoiling Ye Feng's mood.
This is the huge gap brought by background.
Even though her strength far surpasses Ye Feng's, she can only rely on Ye Feng's breath to survive.
If someone wanted to get close to assassinate... it can be said that they would be wiped out in an instant by the Ye family's secret protectors.
She was certain that the protector of the young master of the Ye family must be a legendary figure who was famous in the Tiancang Realm and had left countless legends in the Tiancang Realm!
Ye Feng started a fierce struggle with the creatures in the water, and the fishing rod and fishing line were taut. If this was not a magic-level fishing rod specially prepared by Ye Feng, the fishing rod might have been torn apart.
"Come, let me see the true face of the dragon!"
Ye Feng sank his energy into his Dantian, and his cultivation in the late Nascent Soul stage was fully released, and terrifying power emanated from his arms.
"Get up for me!"
With a beautiful wave, a carp of medium size appeared.
Ye Feng was not discouraged. A carp of this size was not worth the effort he put into pulling the rod.
Then a terrifying punch was thrown, and the carp was undoubtedly turned into a ball of blood mist.
"He died already?"
The Golden Crow Saint frowned. She could not sense any breath of life where the carp was.
Ye Feng sat on the lounge chair, lit a cigarette, and looked at the no longer calm water:
"Later, the dragon was afraid of Master Mu's revenge! He was truly afraid that Master Mu could skin him alive and tear out his tendons in a matter of minutes."
"But he couldn't imagine where in the world there would be a hiding place for him."
"The big families looked down on him, and the small families couldn't protect him. Finally, he came up with a solution."
"I used a formation to seal myself at the bottom of Erhai Lake, and one of my clones transformed into a carp and roamed in the lake."
"This carp is the core of the formation he sealed himself. As long as this carp is killed, the formation will no longer be able to protect his aura..."
“Haha, by then, Master Mu will have used up everything he has to kill him!”
Ye Feng took a deep breath of smoke and looked at the large whirlpool that had appeared on the water surface with deep eyes.
He stood up and did a brief stretch.
"roar!"
With a roar, a black dragon over a hundred meters long rushed into the sky from the bottom of the water.
The Golden Crow Saint Lord casually set up a large formation in this world to prevent ordinary people from seeing this shocking scene.
If there is a photo, it will cost a lot of public relations to erase it.
Ye Feng bent his knees slightly and flew directly into the air.
"Little Snake"
Ye Feng looked at the monster that was a hundred meters long and exuded the pressure of the fusion stage with a smile on his face.
"How dare you, little Yuanying, be so presumptuous!"
The dragon spoke in human language, and its tone was obviously anxious.
His seal has been broken, and it is estimated that soon the terrifying existence of Grandpa Mu will sense his breath and come to kill him!
Ye Feng just smiled and glanced at the dragon, but he was thinking in his heart, isn’t the size difference between this dragon and the black dragon in the last Tianwang Secret Realm too big?
Is the gap between the fusion stage and the Mahayana stage so huge?
The dragon naturally had no time to pay attention to Ye Feng. It wanted to kill Ye Feng with a claw and then embark on the road of escape again.
Ye Feng grabbed his dragon claw and punched it hard, sending it flying.
The dragon stabilized its body, a fierce look on its face:
"You broke my seal?!"
"It's me, what's wrong?"
Ye Feng moved his wrist and punched again.
The dragon's eyes flashed with ferocity. This guy deserves to die!
If it weren't for this guy, how could his seal be broken?
"I want you dead!"
The dragon roared, and its mottled dragon power pressed towards Ye Feng, and its dragon claws collided with Ye Feng again.
Both sides retreated dozens of meters.
Ye Meng looked at the dragon in front of him with a strange expression. Dragon might?
Is this a provocation to myself?
After two attacks, the dragon began to retreat.
He couldn't defeat the young man in a short time. If he kept fighting for too long, he would not be facing a young man in the Nascent Soul stage, but an old man in the Tribulation stage!
"Hmph, I won't bother with you this time. If you see me again, I'll kill you!"
After making these harsh words, Jiaolong planned to escape, however, a powerful aura locked onto him.
If you move, you die!
The dragon felt the pressure from the void, and its entire body was shaking. What the hell was this?
"If you dare to leave, you will die!"
Ye Feng sneered. He was not alone, he was the young master of the Ye family!
The dragon's eyes were filled with doubt and uncertainty, and its mighty power was spreading, as if it was ready to fight to the death.
Then, a pure dragon might descended, as if coming from the depths of ancient times.
The dragon's entire body was trembling. In his eyes, Ye Feng was no longer a human being, but a pure dragon with noble blood!
Ye Feng curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer. If it was another race with combat power at the fusion stage, he would never be able to defeat them so easily.
It's a pity that he met the dragon clan. He practiced the dragon clan's supreme martial arts, the Dragon Emperor's Domination Technique!
There is a dragon vein from the central region in the body, and there is also a golden dragon of luck protecting the body. Is it more powerful than a dragon?
Only the most outstanding five-clawed golden dragon among the dragon clan is qualified to compete with him!
The dragon clan is a race with strict bloodline hierarchy, and this dragon can only be considered to have half a foot in the dragon clan's door.
But as long as he stepped into the dragon clan and faced the pure dragon power, how could this mixed dragon who was only two realms higher than him dare to resist?
"Still running?"
Ye Feng slapped the dragon in the face. If there hadn't been an invisible force holding him in place, the slap would have been enough to knock him away.
"Are you still calling yourself this Lord?"
Another slap
"Are you still going to take my life?"
“…”
The dragon was so upset that he wanted to cry but had no tears. Why didn’t you use your dragon power earlier? Why did you have to wait until I had said something harsh before you used it?
Isn't this bullying the dragon?
"Should I still respectfully call you Lord Jiaolong?"
Ye Feng's slap directly knocked away several of the dragon's teeth.
The dragon had a flattering look on his face:
"Sir, just call me Little Dragon."
How could the dragon dare to resist? Facing Ye Feng's dragon might and the terrifying existence in the void, he didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that he would be killed if he was not careful.
"I still like your rebellious look just now. Come back to your normal self soon."
"Okay."
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