Chapter 300 Breakthrough
This ink dragon's triangular eyes burst out with electric light, and the two jasper horns on its forehead shone brightly.
In the center of the two long horns is a flying knife.
The flying knife was inserted halfway into Mo Jiao's forehead. It was trembling endlessly, and the cold light flashed, as if it was still drilling in.
The scales all over the body of the ink dragon shone with a dark luster, as if its huge body could block the sky, ready to swoop down at any time.
Xiao Ruoling and Shen Hanyue suddenly felt numb all over, as if they were frozen and unable to move.
This is a kind of suppression originating from the bloodline, which cannot be controlled by oneself.
Chu Zhiyuan floated up and shot at Mo Jiao like an arrow from a string.
Forming a seal with both palms, the figure in the air has attracted the aura of the fearless realm to protect the body. The right palm turned into a fist, and the Great Heavenly Dragon Fist was punched out.
Mo Jiao swung around, and his tail whipped out a shadow that hit Chu Zhiyuan.
There was a "cracking" sound in the air, similar to a sonic boom.
"Bang!"
Chu Zhiyuan's right fist hit the dragon's tail with a dull sound like thunder.
The scales are as smooth as iron armor, hard and unshakable, and only the strength of the Great Heavenly Dragon Fist can penetrate it.
He shot back as if he had no resistance.
Shen Hanyue tremblingly took out the small silver tube and was about to shoot it into the air, but Xiao Ruoling held her wrist down.
"Senior sister, do you still have to wait?" Shen Hanyue's red lips were trembling, and her face was already pale.
She had never seen such a huge monster before. It was a dragon, a legendary creature. In front of it, Chu Zhiyuan was like an ant facing an elephant.
It is impossible to win, and you may even lose your life.
Xiao Ruoling shook her head gently: "Wait a moment, if you really want to send a signal, the prince will tell you."
Chu Zhiyuan stopped suddenly when he was about to hit the two of them, and stopped in the air.
The purple robe made a sound, as if there was a strong wind blowing. He looked calm and calm, and then shot at the ink dragon again with a "whoosh".
He hit Mo Jiao's tail with his right fist again.
The ink dragon swung its tail faster, the void crackled, and a string of ink shadows enveloped Chu Zhiyuan.
"Bang!" Chu Zhiyuan was hit hard by the dragon's tail again and flew out, shooting at the two women.
"You haven't sent a signal yet?" Shen Hanyue asked hurriedly.
She felt that Chu Zhiyuan was going to be finished soon, and it would be too late if he didn't send a signal.
"No need for the moment." Xiao Ruoling said softly: "Junior sister, please look carefully."
Shen Hanyue opened her eyes wide, trying to see clearly.
She found that three flying knives had appeared on Mo Jiao's forehead, and at some point, two more flying knives were inserted.
The original flying knife was inserted in the center of the forehead, and the other two flying knives were stuck against the green horns and pierced into the roots of the horns.
Mo Jiao was already angry, and his huge body turned into a shadow of ink and enveloped him. He swung his tail and attacked Chu Zhiyuan wildly.
Chu Zhiyuan was smashed away like a ball, flying around, but his purple robe was not even dirty, and there was an invisible force protecting him, which was obviously Gang Qi.
But is Gang Qi so powerful?
If my own Gang Qi comes into contact with this black dragon, I'm afraid that it will be broken long ago, right?
Chu Zhiyuan found himself in front of the ink dragon, and the Dragon Transformation Technique was running faster than usual, even faster than wearing the Flying Dragon Ball.
The Dragon Transformation Technique is running, the muscle refining is continuing, and at the same time, the Great Heavenly Dragon Fist is also running smoothly.
This benefited from the fact that he had so many thoughts, which were flexible and flexible, and they all originated from the mental method of Transforming Dragon Art, and they did not conflict with each other.
The Gang Qi of the Fearless Realm wrapped around the body has effectively eliminated a large part of Mo Jiao's power, and the remaining power left this body unharmed.
He found that his body was powerful beyond imagination, especially in the face of such head-on collisions.
On the contrary, I feel that the more I fight, the braver I become.
Mo Jiao suddenly changed his fighting method and suddenly entangled him, trying to strangle him between his bodies.
Chu Zhiyuan dodged to avoid being entangled in its body, and hit it with another big dragon punch in the same place.
He targeted the same scale and kept hitting it with the Great Heavenly Dragon Fist. The power of the fist was not just pure power, but also spiritual energy and strange power.
They will get into the body of the ink dragon and continue to destroy it.
With the power of the Great Heavenly Dragon Fist, he could clearly see the subtle changes inside Mo Jiao's body.
The Great Heavenly Dragon Fist is destroying its strength, weakening its strength, and slowing down its speed.
At the same time, he was constantly thinking about the Dragon Subduing Scripture, the Dragon Transformation Technique, and comparing it with the inside of Mo Jiao's body.
Unknowingly, I gained a deeper understanding of the Dragon Transformation Technique and continued to comprehend the Dragon Subduing Sutra.
The power of the Great Heavenly Dragon Fist is increasing unknowingly. The speed of muscle training is accelerating.
The golden aura of Dragon Transformation Technique causes the tendons between the bones to change, thicken, lengthen, and connect into one.
The speed is comparable to taking Babel.
Chu Zhiyuan was greatly surprised.
I didn't expect that practicing the Dragon Transformation Technique in front of a dragon would have such a miraculous effect.
In ancient times, if there were dragons or dragons, wouldn't this Dragon Transformation Technique be a quick and easy way?
Shen Hanyue had already retracted the thin silver tube and stood with Xiao Ruoling from a distance watching the fun.
Chu Zhiyuan was hit and flew around, looking like a cricket shaking a tree or a mantis blocking a car with its arms.
But his purple robe was fluttering, spotless, embarrassed yet calm, and it seemed that Mo Jiao could do nothing to him.
Mo Jiao only had the advantage in terms of situation, suppressing him with his huge size and strength, but was unable to really hurt him.
"Smash it!"
"Smash it again!"
"Yes, hit it hard!"
……
Shen Hanyue clenched her fists, shouted in a low voice to encourage Chu Zhiyuan, and twisted her body as Chu Zhiyuan flew around.
Xiao Ruoling was also staring at the field, holding the silver tube in her hand, ready to shoot a signal at any time.
Time was passing slowly, and Chu Zhiyuan seemed to be made of iron, able to remain calm no matter how the dragon struck him.
A long roar suddenly sounded.
Chu Zhiyuan's purple robe suddenly bulged, and a golden dragon vaguely appeared behind his body.
Perfection of muscle training!
Mo Jiao suddenly felt something bad, and his forward attack stopped abruptly, and he turned around to leave.
However, Chu Zhiyuan stepped behind it, put his hands on its tail, and gave it a sharp swish.
The ink dragon seemed to suddenly become hollow, and was thrown out by Chu Zhiyuan, flying in the opposite direction.
The ink dragon twisted violently in the air and was about to shoot into the distance.
However, Chu Zhiyuan took another step to catch up, put his hands on its tail, and flicked it again.
Mo Jiao was thrown away without any resistance.
"Okay!"
"Okay, okay!"
Shen Hanyue clapped her little hands vigorously and drank.
She saw Mo Jiao's panic. Such a huge body was not as powerful as Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan relied on his tyrannical power to swing the ink dragon hundreds of times his own.
The situation instantly turned 360 degrees.
From Chu Zhiyuan being beaten and flying around, he became Mo Jiao being thrown around.
Such an incredible situation is difficult to believe unless you see it with your own eyes.
Chu Zhiyuan jumped up behind Mo Jiao, his purple robe fluttering, and went up along Mo Jiao's back until it reached its horns, and struck hard with the big Tianlong fist.
"Bang!"
Three flying knives were smashed into Mo Jiao's head almost simultaneously.
Mo Jiao's progress came to an abrupt halt.
The huge body suddenly stopped twisting and fell straight down, hitting the mighty river.
Chu Zhiyuan followed closely and flicked it in the air.
Mo Jiao's body flew up again.
"Bang" it hit the riverside hard, the gravel was smashed into pieces, and the weeds turned into juice.
His body was twitching, but he was still not dead.
Chu Zhiyuan slowly fell to its side, his purple robe fluttering.
Shen Hanyue turned to look at Xiao Ruoling.
Xiao Ruoling's deep eyes became more and more blurred, and her jade face was as red as drunk.
(End of chapter)