The First Tyrant of Daxia

Tangris was frightened when he saw the look in Feng Lao's eyes. That look was like thousands of sharp swords condensed together. The terrifying sharpness made him dare not look into his eyes.

Old Feng used a knife instead of a sword, stomped his feet on the ground, and then turned into a black shadow and quickly killed towards Tangris.

For a moment, the sword light was as sharp as thunder descending from the sky, filling the surroundings, and the murderous aura seemed to tear everyone apart.

The fear of death suddenly surged in Tangris' heart. He roared, and his blood and flesh gushed out like a spring. His whole aura became even more ferocious, as if he was going to fight to the death.

But Old Feng's expression did not change at all. The straight knife in his hand was like a long sword. Under the night sky, he used the ultimate move that he had used when he was young to roam the world and cut off mountains and rivers with one sword.

This sword was filled with an extremely resolute murderous aura, just like the murderous aura after autumn, capable of destroying all the grass and trees between heaven and earth, leaving no room for any resistance.

A cold light flashed as if breaking the sky and the earth. At this moment, Tanglis, who had burst out with all his strength, was directly hit by Feng Lao's knife.

"Pfft!"

The straight knife penetrated into Tangris' body, freezing the scene at that moment.

Tangris looked at his chest in disbelief, where there was an ordinary straight knife inserted into his body.

He had originally been unable to feel pain, but at this moment he clearly felt the intense pain coming from his body, which was spreading rapidly throughout his body like a crack in the ice.

"pain!"

Tangris fell to his knees in pain, his heart beating violently, but it seemed more like he was making his last struggle.

The flesh and blood on his body was rapidly rotting at this moment, and it never grew again. The blood was also rapidly flowing away at this time. In just a moment, his body became extremely dry, without any sense of flesh and blood.

The burning blood formed a bloody mist that gradually rose up on the cold ground, as if the silent night was covered with a layer of bloody gauze.

Tangris hung his head weakly, and his whole body was like a dry branch, without any life at all.

"No!"

The monsters roared in anger. They had not expected that Tangris, the dragon king who had taken the Twin Dragon Blood Flower, would die at the hands of a mortal old man.

They are the real dragons that devoured the dragon blood flowers. They are the supreme rulers that this world is about to welcome, but they have fallen into this silent night.

Yes, once Tangris died, it would be impossible for any of them to be a match for Master Feng. The only way out was death. Master Feng would not let them go.

"Why... the dragon... died... who... lied... to me..."

Tangris hung his head, and with his last bit of strength he murmured the most angrily question.

Who deceived me?

Tangris wanted to know what he had been pursuing all his life for. Wasn't he actually a real dragon?

At the last moment, his eyes seemed to be distracted, but he also saw his dry body like a zombie.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was so ridiculous.

The sharp blade dripped blood, and Old Feng looked at Tangris with indifferent eyes.

This is a stupid guy.

Although Mr. Feng didn't know what the dragon blood flower he had eaten was, he knew that he had been deceiving himself.

He raised his eyes and looked at the other weirdos with terrified faces.

Including these guys, they have been deceiving themselves. The so-called real dragon is just a lie. None of them is a real dragon, but they all think they are real dragons.

Old Feng guessed that it might be the dragon blood flower's hallucinogenic properties that made Tangris and these guys think that they had evolved into real dragons. After the hallucinations, others and themselves became what they wanted them to be.

However, during the fight with Tangris, Feng Lao discovered that the blood in Tangris' body contained a strange substance, which turned his body into this horrible appearance.

That strange thing allowed Tangris's body's recovery ability to reach a level beyond that of normal humans. He even skipped the process of absorbing energy through eating and replenishing flesh and blood for growth, and directly achieved the final result at the fastest speed.

What is shown is that they can be resurrected continuously.

But this kind of body resurrection is not without price, and the price is very terrifying.

Because of the strange thing contained in their bodies, their body functions have surpassed the limit, but other body functions simply cannot keep up, so this resurrection beyond the limit is simply consuming their vitality.

When their vitality ends, their life ends.

Tangris could probably hold out for about three days, but the rest of the monsters would die of exhaustion before tonight.

Aside from dying from exhaustion of vitality, the most obvious weakness of these guys is their heart. If you just pierce their heart, they will die immediately.

Because their bodies are entering a super-fast growth process, and the role of the heart is a pressure pump. Without the pressure pump, all functions of their bodies will die instantly, and they will have no way to survive.

These people's lives came to an end quickly within one day. Old Feng naturally felt that they were very pitiful, but he would not have any mercy on them. These guys became what they are now because of the path they chose themselves. There was no need to pity them.

General Feng looked at those weirdos, his cold eyes were like the edge of a sword, piercing into their eyes and making them look horrified.

"Tangris is dead!"

"He was killed by this guy! Who is this old guy? Why is he so powerful?"

"Even the dragon king has been killed. How can we defeat him? We should run away quickly."

"It's all this stupid Tangris' fault. If I had taken the Twin Dragon Blood Flower, I would have definitely beaten this old man to the ground."

Although they said that, they all knew that even Tanglis couldn't beat Feng Lao. If even Tanglis couldn't beat Feng Lao, it would be even more impossible for them.

The weirdo stared at Old Feng with gnashing teeth, his flesh and blood squirming constantly. He asked with an extremely vigilant look in his eyes: "Old man, who are you? To be able to kill the Dragon King, you must be someone very important. Could you be one of the legendary Twelve Titans?!"

"The Twelve Titans?"

Old Feng couldn't help but sneer. He had no idea what the Twelve Titans these guys were talking about.

I just felt that these guys were too immersed in the play and really thought of themselves as the legendary dragons. They looked very ridiculous, just like a knight who regarded windmills as his lifelong enemies, stupid and ridiculous.