The Lightning Driver
Chapters. 415. The Patriarch of the Dead Dragon Clan
After making a defiant speech, the young man sucked the lightning element from Lei Long.
Jin Long from a height became extremely wrathful, he clearly saw one of the elders of the Dragon Clan die again. Lei Long died horribly, the body of the Dragon shriveled and grew smaller and left only bones like snakes.
“Fucking Human Ras! Fuck–mampus lah!” Jin Long with the majesty of the peak Holy Spirit from a height darted rapidly and let out a pure breath of the mighty dragon. The breath that was condensed at one point was like a huge sword descending from the sky splitting the air and instantly slashing crazily towards Gou Long.
The young man just turned the corner of his lips. Not trying to dodge the dragon's breath.
Then, Bing Feng came to face. “Although your grudge is as big as the ocean. But, the one who will fight with you is me.”
“Hiaaaaakkkkk!” Bing Feng shouted loudly. For the sake of restraining the gliding power of the dragon breath sword Bing Feng had been fouling his stealth energy crazily.
Both of Bing Feng's palms were put together, white shadows spread widely with an unbearable air of coldness.
Exactly, the two shadows of the white palm caught the great sword from the compaction of the dragon's breath. The sword froze, then cracked and shattered into pieces on the ground.
The other two dragon elders there could only curl their tongues looking at that incredible inner power struggle.
“Bing Feng! After I think back, all the Dragons present here let's just kill them. Let what remains of the Dragon Race be only low-level demons.” Gou Long had flashed quickly, unwittingly by Xue Long and Hei Long. The youngster managed to pinch the nape of the two dragons.
Hei Long and Xue Long looked at the Patriarch expectantly, both of them still reluctant to die.
But, that hope must be wishful thinking, the Patriarch had to fight with Bing Feng. Too bad, he could not escape Bing Feng's attack.
Yes, Bing Feng–after smashing the dragon breath sword, instantly moved swiftly splitting the air. The demon did not take the form of a Phoenix, he still relied on a human form.
A top-tier battle like this, really did not require any special attack moves. Any movement of the hands and feet, even a single breath could be a very deadly attack.
“You are expecting help from your Patriarch.” Gou Long started injecting the heavenly lightning element into the bodies of the two dragon elders he had pinned down. “Forget it, your Patriarch is getting a tough opponent. So that you don't die curious–”
Gou Long brought his face closer to the ears of the two Dragon Elders. “My friend it ... He is the Demon Race of the Holy Spirit Phoenix, and currently his cultivation is higher than your Patriarch.”
Hei Long and Xue Long could only spray a cursing spurt on Gou Long.
Bing Feng and Jin Long were fighting fiercely at high altitudes. Just vaguely seeing what Gou Long was up to.
However, Bing Feng perfectly understood–Gou Long will take the lives of two dragon elders. As for his duty, continue to attack the Patriarch so that he has no chance to save the two dragon clan elders.
“Aaaarrrgghh!” A shriek of pain rang out, and it was heartbreaking. It was real already, Hei Long and Xue Long were squealing for the last time.
The Patriarch of the Dragon Clan–Jin Long became even more wrathful. He ran out of ideas and patience. The five elders of the Dragon Clan had all died.
What the Dragon Clan Patriarch did might have worked if the one he was fighting was the seven people of the Peak Great Emperor realm. But, this was Gou Long and Bing Feng who were his opponents.
Although Gou Long had only stepped into the Peak of the Great Emperor realm, the young man was a human who was very different from other humans, it was obvious that the efforts of the Dragon Clan Patriarch had not been successful.
“You ... Can dream!” Gou Long had developed the Body Moving Technique and was on the right side of Patriarch Jin Long.
The gaze from the golden Dragon's huge eyeball thirty-five feet high was so terrifying. But then, Jin Long shouted loudly, “Damn it! ... Aarrggh! ... My eyes! ...”
Gou Long had pierced through those huge eyeballs with his fingertips in the form of the Lightning Dragon Sword Splitting the sky, what an unexpected move.
Not yet had Jin Long added to the curse, Bing Feng was no less alert than Gou Long. The Sacred Ice Phoenix exemplified Gou Long's attitude, he attacked Jin Long's left big eyes. Unable to dodge, the two eyes of the Dragon Clan Patriarch had been blind.
Slowly the thirty-five feet tall Golden Dragon shrank and turned into an ordinary human being. He roared loudly and pitifully while holding both eyelids.
In this way, the fight really had to end quickly. By the time Jin Long could already suppress the pain and tried to get used to the darkness. He no longer had a deal to fight. Gou Long had moved to the back side of the Patriarch of the Dragon Clan and unleashed the Punch of the Dragon Conqueror's Palm, ninth.
Jin Long was unable to survive the blow, he was thrown far away.
That blow from Gou Long, had completely conquered the dragon. When Jin Long got up and tried to circulate the stealth energy, it was a pity that it was unwilling to condense and could not be flowed into the body.
Cold sweat started falling on Jin Long's forehead. The Dragon Clan had to collapse by the time he served as Patriarch.
On the other hand, an extremely condensed killing aura could be felt with certainty by Jin Long. He had actually fallen to the point of helplessness altogether.
However, Jin Long was still trying to find a way of life. “Ampun .. pardon .. give way to life in this little demon. The Sacred Beings of the Human Race! Let's make peace. Whatever your wish is sure the Dragon Clan will fulfill it.”
Jin Long rested on his knees, full of obedience and supplication. The Patriarch of the Dragon Clan was not ashamed of begging for the life and survival of the Dragon Clan henceforth.
Gou Long stood still, taking a deep breath. There was another complicated thought inside the young man's cunning brain.
Bing Feng looked towards Gou Long. However, seeing the plea from a Demon Nation like himself there was a hint of compassion from that Sacred Ice Phoenix. “How?! Do you intend to establish cooperation with the Dragon Race?!”
Gou Long shook his head slowly as he walked before Jin Long who was resting on his knees. “You can't turn on me. What I said two weeks ago .. don't need me to repeat it.”
Bing Feng stared blankly at Gou Long, the face of the Ice Sacred Phoenix returning flat heartless.
Gou Long's right hand had condensed the sword with the heavenly lightning element.
“Crass! ..”