It''s not the means of the southern region. Isn''t this scammer from northern wasteland rather than from the southern region? Qinmiaomiao smell speech in the heart slightly move, looking at the eyes of Ye Lingfeng can''t help but a little more curious.


    "I have said for a long time that you are a broken bow, which has no effect on me." Ye Lingfeng smiles indifferently, looks at Zhao Ling''s eyes calmly, and says faintly: "if you only have such means, you''d better stay behind me and eat farts. Don''t try to take anything from me! You don''t deserve it


    You don''t deserve it! Heavy three words, like a huge stone, heavy pressure in Zhao Ling''s chest, make his eyes fierce light exposed.


    "Kill With a roar, Zhao Ling''s whole body trembled. Suddenly, a dragon like breath appeared behind him. His teeth and claws were flailing. He had the potential to suppress the four directions of heaven and earth, which suppressed the Dragon root, wood and power of Ye Lingfeng.


    "The breath of dragon''s heart and blood, this guy has swallowed the dragon''s heart and blood, what a blessing..." Seeing the dragon shape, Tong Meng couldn''t help but widen his eyes. His eyes were full of envy. He said to Ye Lingfeng, "little younger martial brother, be careful!"


    Dragon''s heart blood is the best of dragon''s blood. It can not only strengthen people''s blood, but also stimulate their blood. The dragon and dragon arrows of Zhao Ling''s heavenly bow, combined with his blood inspired by the dragon''s hard work, might be several times more powerful.


    "Munan, die!" When Zhao Ling suddenly opened the bow, he roared, and the dragon shape shadow behind him surrounded the bow. The two perfectly fit together, sending out a very powerful force, destroying the withered and decaying, and frightening the soul.


    Boom! When the bow string trembles, a virtual shadow suddenly flies out. However, unlike before, this virtual shadow is different from that of the dragon and Jiao. Instead, it turns into a real dragon shape and becomes a real dragon arrow. The head of the dragon is high and roars, which seems to have the meaning of King''s coming to the world.


    Although far apart, the power is still chilling and shivering. Not only that, this arrow not only aims at the physical body, but also has a deterrent effect on the mental power. It makes people feel like there is a real dragon roaring in their mind, dizzy and swollen.


    "Longwei?" But looking at the whistling arrow, ye Lingfeng didn''t have any color on his face. After a smile, he palmed a little and said calmly: "it seems that there is one here, too!"


    The words fall of the moment, ye Lingfeng''s palm suddenly more than a flashing light golden light scales. That scale is about the size of a fist, flawless, full of a strong vitality.


    Roar! As soon as the scales appeared, the real dragon arrow stopped, and the virtual image of the Dragon suddenly burst into a low roar. However, the roar was not like a demonstration, but more like an expression of submission.


    Against scale! This guy has scales on his body, and his relationship with the dragon clan is so good that he can make the other party willingly give the untouchable scales to him?


    At the moment when the scales appeared, Qin Miaomiao''s eyes suddenly became round. There was a faint golden light in the bottom of his eyes. Then the curiosity in his eyes staring at Ye Lingfeng''s back became more and more profound, and even a faint expectation.


    Although the dragon''s blood is precious, most of it comes from the dying dragon people. But the scale is different. This is the taboo of the dragon people. Unless they die or are willing to give someone away, they will never be obtained by anyone.


    Needless to say, as far as Qin Miaomiao can see, the scale in Ye Lingfeng''s palm seems to be the scale of Jinlong. Jinlong is the king of the dragon clan. This kind of existence makes Ye Lingfeng go against the scale, which is even more incredible.


    When it was late, it was fast, and the scale suddenly appeared. The real dragon arrow suddenly stagnated. Then, ye Lingfeng smiles at the corner of his mouth and stretches his hand forward. As if with great power, he copies the real dragon arrow in his hand.


    Then his hand swung forward, and the real dragon arrow turned around and shot back at Zhao Ling. And this time, the speed of the real dragon arrow was faster than when he threw the Dragon arrow with his backhand. The golden light was flashing and the sound was loud.


    Without any hesitation, even if Zhao lingdang wanted to dodge, it was a pity that the breath of the real dragon arrow seemed to lock him in. No matter how he dodged, it was still useless. He could only watch the real dragon arrow fly.


    "Protect the young master!" Seeing this, the young friars of the Zhao family suddenly exclaimed and quickly stepped forward to stop them.


    However, it is a pity that the speed and power of the real dragon arrow are beyond their ability to resist. Just the strength of the leakage, it is easy to force them to the side, can not get close to a cent.


    Whoa! In the light of lightning, along Zhao Ling''s chest, there was a cloud of blood flying up, and people flying backward. Along his chest, the real dragon arrow shot through a big transparent hole.


    With a bang, Zhao Ling fell to the ground heavily, blood stained the ground under him, and the battle began and ended in a hurry.


    There was silence in the room, only along Zhao Ling''s chest scar spilled blood to make a sound. All of them looked at Ye Lingfeng in amazement. This kind of picture made them feel that they could hardly believe their eyes.


    Zhao Ling is defeated! As the first pride of the Zhao nationality, he swallowed the hard work of the Dragon when he was a child. When he was five years old, he could open a huge bow of 3000 Jin with both arms. Now he was shot through his chest with his own arrow, and his blood spilled on the spot.How can such an incredible scene not shock people, how can it not make people dumbfounded, feel like a dream.


    As we all know, when this matter spreads, it will become a huge storm, sweeping the southern region and becoming the most popular topic, and even lead to countless disturbances, so that the peace of southern region will end.


    Zhao people are pale, and the real dragon arrow pierces the heart. Zhao Ling has no chance to live. This result is a great blow to them. No matter which of them had thought of it, on the first day of entering Feilai mountain range, they encountered such bad news.


    The bad news, the frustration, made them despair. Their heart and blood were as cold as ice, and they lost their heat.


    "This matter, I Zhao people will certainly not give up, you and wanchu holy land will pay the price of bleeding for it!" A young monk of Zhao nationality, his eyes are red, and he stares at Ye Lingfeng fiercely. His eyes are full of grief and killing intention.


    Zhao Ling is not only the first pride of the young generation, but also the hope of the future. But it was such an existence, but it was killed by Ye Lingfeng. As long as the news spread, it would be the crazy pursuit of Zhao people waiting for ye Lingfeng.