Peerless War God

He continued to wildly attack Chen Xiao with the Divine Vortex Palm to bombard his Water Prison's defense.    

At this moment, Chen Xiao looked like he couldn't hold on any longer after being hit by such a powerful continuous attack. Blood kept flowing out from the corner of his mouth, and he coughed loudly. He was in a very sorry state.    

Seeing this, Feng Lisha was secretly delighted, and at the same time, he put even more weight on his hands. As for the little dragon, he didn't take it to heart at all.    

In the next moment, before Xiaolong could finish his sentence, he had already turned into a phantom. He left a long red afterimage behind and appeared behind Feng Lisha.    

He raised his huge dragon claw and slammed it down fiercely at Windsor.    

He used all his strength in this claw. His entire right arm seemed to be burning with red dragon blood, emitting an extremely hot power. Even at the bottom of the ocean, it was still shockingly hot.    

His fist was like a ruby crystal, gathering all of the power in his body into this punch.    

Dragon Fist!    

In order to maximize the power of the Dragon Fist, Xiaolong had already given up on defending the other parts of his body and used all his strength to attack.    

This punch was indomitable and full of determination and courage.    

"Eh?"    

At this moment, even Feng Lisha was stunned. He seemed to have realized that the power of this punch was not ordinary. It was much more powerful than what he had expected, but that was all.    

In the blink of an eye, Xiaolong's dragon fist smashed towards Feng Lisha's skull.    

At this moment, Feng Lisha strangely turned his head around. He turned his body to the side and raised his hand to strike at the little dragon, which was very close to him.    

"I've been waiting for you to take the initiative to deliver yourself to me. Go to hell."    

"Divine Vortex Palm."    

The terrifying vortex continued to enlarge in the little dragon's eyes, engulfing everything in its surroundings. In the blink of an eye, it expanded to several meters in size. It was like a huge bubble that easily engulfed the little dragon.    

For a moment, it was unknown whether it was alive or dead.    

Seeing this, Feng Lisha sneered, "You want to sneak attack with such little strength? What a joke. You overestimate yourself. Go to hell."    

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped the vortex. Instantly, the blade-like water blades spun even faster and more terrifyingly.    

Seeing this scene, Chen Xiao could not help but be a little worried. He shouted, "Xiaolong!"    

However, reality proved that his worry was completely unnecessary.    

"En?" Suddenly, Windsor frowned. He discovered something very strange.    

Just as he had expected, after the little dragon had sunk into the vortex, its body had split apart. The bloody scene of blood splattering did not appear at all. Instead, it stubbornly resisted.    

This result puzzled him very much.    

In the next moment, huala!    

The sound of something cracking could be heard. The huge vortex in front of the sand in the wind collapsed from the inside, and the blood-soaked little dragon jumped out from it.    

At this time, the little dragon's body was full of scars. Some of them were lacerated, some were so deep that bones could be seen. The only good part was probably his right hand.    

But even so, his body was still relatively intact. He did not suffer any fatal injuries, and he still had the strength to fight. This was also what surprised the wind sand the most.    

One should know that the reason why he didn't kill Chen Xiao with his palm just now was because of the dragon scale armor on Chen Xiao's body.    

But this time, this dragon didn't have any armor protecting its body. It was truly strange that it was able to withstand his palm strike.    

The only explanation was that the dragon's physique was indeed heaven defying. It was really too resistant to beatings.    

"What a powerful physical body. What kind of dragon clan are you exactly?" Seeing this, Feng Lisha couldn't help but ask.    

However, it was obvious that he would not have an answer to this question, and no one would answer him either. The little dragon, whose eyes had already turned red, moved its body and immediately disappeared from where it was.    

Its speed was more than three times faster than before, causing Feng Lisha to be unable to react in time. His pupils violently contracted.    

"So fast."    

There was no time to react. In the next moment, the little dragon appeared in front of the sand in the wind. The distance between the two of them was less than ten centimeters. The sand in the wind could clearly see the pores and hair on the little dragon's face.    

It was too close, dangerous.    

At this time, even if Windsor wanted to dodge, it was too late.    

The little dragon threw a punch. Accompanied by a series of furious roars, the accumulated Vitality seemed to have found a vent. It rushed into it all at once.    

That imposing manner was like the Yellow River entering the sea, unstoppable and unstoppable.    

Bang!    

A solid punch landed on Feng Lisha's chest, sending him flying. He rolled on the ground a few times before coming to a stop in a sorry state.    

At the same time that Feng Lisha was sent flying, the Divine Vortex Palm struck out again, fiercely focusing on the little dragon.    

Pah!    

The little dragon cried out in pain and was also thrown onto the ground. Blood covered the ground, and it was actually heavily injured and unable to get up again.    

"Cough cough, bastard, you actually dare to hurt me. You actually dare, I'll kill you first..." At the bottom of the sea, Feng Lisha wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth in a sorry state while his left hand trembled as he covered his chest.    

His left arm was completely smashed into minced meat, revealing bones visible to the naked eye. It was directly exposed to the sea.    

Because there was a large amount of salt in the sea, this feeling was simply worse than death. It was truly too painful.    

Of course, compared to pain, his heart was actually more of humiliation and discomfort. He never thought that he would actually be injured because of a moment of carelessness.    

That's right, even though Xiaolong had used all his strength to throw a punch, it still did not injure his foundation. Instead, he was blocked by the Wind Sand with his left hand at the critical moment.    

Because after paying the price of his left hand, Feng Lisha was not injured. It was just that he could not use his left hand for a short period of time.    

In this way, he would definitely be able to use the Divine Vortex Palm at a discounted rate.    

However, it didn't matter. For Fengli Sha, since it had already reached this stage, a single hand was more than enough to deal with the two of them.    

At this moment, Feng Lisha completely ignored Chen Xiao after he was angered. With a flash, he arrived in front of the little dragon, who was lying on the ground, and fiercely struck out with his palm.    

"Go to hell, go to hell, you go to hell first." Feng Lisha roared with a twisted face.    

Due to his carelessness, he had been injured by Xiaolong's extreme fighting style, which had caused him to be injured for the first time. Of course, he would be furious.    

Hence, he wanted to completely vent his anger on Xiaolong and send him to the Western Paradise first.    

At this critical moment, Lil'Dino was seriously injured. He was about to die. Not to mention defending, even moving a little was extremely difficult. The only thing left in his body that could move was his mouth.    

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