"The scenery of the West Lake is excellent. I have visited the West Lake many times in other small worlds, but I have never seen a dragon rising in the West Lake. Damn it, this is a tourist attraction. It has always been calm and pleasant all year round. How can it still be there?"

Do such evil dragons exist?"

Yang Xingzhou stepped on the waves of the lake, with a long sword hanging on his waist. He lowered his head and looked down at the bottom of the lake, observing the surrounding waters. The long sword on his waist kept screaming.

He had previously shot the dragon with an arrow, leaving a trace of his spiritual imprint on the dragon's body. Now, after carefully sensing it, he discovered that the trace of imprint was not in the West Lake.

"Not in West Lake?"

Yang Xingzhou was greatly surprised. The arrow he shot before was no small matter. It could have been exploded by an innate master with just one arrow. The dragon had thick skin and a strong body. In addition, the arrow was blocked by the water of the West Lake. The arrow did not kill the dragon.

He was shot and killed, but he was also seriously injured. Logically speaking, he should not have the strength to escape from West Lake.

“Interesting!”

After he sensed the location of the spiritual mark, he soared into the air and flew into the distance. A moment later, he arrived at the Qiantang River not far away, and the breath of the dragon was in the center of the river.

"It actually came to the center of the Qiantang River. Who moved this dragon here?"

Yang Xingzhou felt vigilant in his heart: "It would be fine if this dragon was just a free-range wild dragon. If it has some background, I'm afraid I will offend a whole nest of dragons and grandsons."

The dragon clan is sexually promiscuous and will fall in love with whatever they see. They have thousands of descendants and all kinds of dragons. The dragons shot in the West Lake during the day may be the descendants of a certain real dragon. If a real dragon is provoked, it may be really troublesome.

Just as he was thinking about it, the Qiantang River, which was originally flowing slowly, suddenly rose into huge waves. The water in the river for more than ten miles was instantly drained by an inexplicable force and turned into a huge water whip, which was whipped hard at Yang Xingzhou.

boom!

Thunder flashed in the void, wind and clouds surged for hundreds of miles around, and an old dragon man stood up in the distance, his eyes were like golden lamps, flashing golden light, holding a huge water whip in his hand, with the sky above his head, covered with thunder and lightning, and his arrogance was overwhelming.

A desolate and majestic aura originating from ancient times radiated from the old dragon's body. Electric snakes were scurrying about on its scales, just like ancient gods and demons appearing in the world.

Yang Xingzhou was shocked. His body turned into a bolt of lightning and jumped into the air. He dodged the earth-shattering whip and pulled his hands outward. In the flash of golden light, a golden stick emerged from his hands. Holding the big stick in his hand, Yang Xingzhou was shocked.

, looked forward: "What kind of monster are you, dare to take action against a certain family?"

"I am the Dragon King of Qiantang, and so is Aogu!"

The old dragon opened his mouth and roared, his voice like muffled thunder, rolling in all directions: "What kind of god are you, dare to hurt my son? Don't you know that Qiantang Lake is under my jurisdiction? If you hurt my son, how can I tolerate you?"

As he spoke, he exhaled through his nose, and the water whip in his hand instantly became smaller and thinner, turning into layers of whip shadows, wrapping Yang Xingzhou inside, breaking through the void, and whipping towards Yang Xingzhou's body.

At the same time, a three-pronged sky-holding fork appeared in the other hand of the old dragon. It swayed with golden light, shook the world, and struck fiercely at Yang Xingzhou, who was in the shadow of the whip.

"What a beast!"

The golden stick in Yang Xingzhou's hand turned into a ball of golden light, broke through the shadow of the whip, flew into the air, did some somersaults in the air, pulled out phantoms, dodged the fork, bowed in the air, and his body suddenly swelled several times.

times, the big stick in his hand grew bigger at the same time, and hit the old dragon hard on the back of the head: "Hit!"

What he is now displaying is the magical fighting skill passed down from generation to generation by Yuan Shifei in the main world. He transforms into a divine ape and holds a big stick to fight with Aogu.

Ao Gu sprayed clouds and mist, and the three heaven-holding forks in his hand brought animated thunder and lightning, controlling the water of the Qiantang River, turning it into a torrential rain, with raindrops like arrows, surrounding Yang Xingzhou.

Bang bang bang bang!

There were constant loud noises, and one man and one dragon rolled and rolled on the Qiantang River, hitting from the ground to the sky, and from the sky to the ground. They were really good opponents.

There is poetry to prove it:

"The iron fork lifts the mountains and rivers,

The big stick opened the world and shocked the world.

One is the immortal body of the free world,

One is the ancient Spinosaurus.

Rumble, the storm rises on the Qiantang River,

Click, click, thunder in the sky beside the West Lake.

Heaven, thunder, earth and fire are linked together, and the five elements rotate and murderous energy arises.

The heavy rain is like shooting arrows, and the swing of a stick is even more ruthless.

Wild ghosts dare not sigh, gods and Buddhas take a detour.

The murderous aura shook Feilai Peak, and a group of monks walked inside Lingyin Temple.

The sound of the sutras and the Buddha's name were all gone, and there was no sound from the morning bells or evening drums.

The people in Lin'an City were in chaos, and the emperor did not dare to call for the lamp.

The eunuch Gong'e's face changed, and the imperial concubine's hair was confused.

Poor and prosperous Hangzhou is now stained red with blood.

One person and one dragon fought from midnight to dawn. The more Yang Xingzhou fought, the more energetic he became. For the first time, he used all the exercises of the Yuan family in the independent world. The big stick created wind, and he struck mercilessly. He circled Ao Gu's body and beat him violently, breaking the old man.

He hit the old dragon hard on the head several times with the dragon steel fork. The horns of the old dragon were broken by the direct blow, and the dragon scales were scattered in all directions. Blood sprang up from the top of his head like a fountain, and he made bursts of roars, like thunder.

Aogu has dominated Qiantang for many years. Although he is not as powerful as the dragon king and other great gods of the dragon clan, he is still very important. Even the nearby gods and Buddhas have to give him three points. He has always been so rampant that few people can control him.

This time, his son suffered a tragedy and was almost killed. He originally wanted to catch the murderer, skin and bones, let his son eat him, and turn him into dragon feces. Only then did he relieve his hatred.

I just didn't expect this strange man with a stick to be so ferocious. Although he had never seen it before, and he didn't know who he was, his stick skills were wonderful and powerful. Ao Gu couldn't stop him even though he exerted all his strength in his life.

After being struck several times on the head, Ao Gu became dizzy, unconscious, and knew something was wrong. He hurriedly withdrew his magical powers, shook his body, and transformed into thousands of dragons flying in all directions, leaving only his true body.

He transformed into a small loach, plunged into the mud, went straight into the ground, and went upstream. After several turns, he exerted his whole life's strength and sneaked into his own dragon palace.

As soon as he entered the Dragon Palace and closed the door, he felt a loud earthquake, and the entire Dragon Palace shook. It scared the dragon girl Ryuko and made the turtles and bastards crawl all over the ground.

A female dragon was shocked when she saw Aogu's miserable state, and cried: "Master, what's wrong with you? Who hurt you like this?"

Ao Gu pushed away the female dragon, strode to the secret room in the palace, took out a spiritual pill and swallowed it, closed his eyes and rested, practicing silently. After a long time, he opened his eyes, spurted out several mouthfuls of blood, and woke up.

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He touched his head with only one dragon horn left, looked at the anxious female dragon beside him, and said unhappily: "I wanted to kill the strong man who shot my son today, but unexpectedly that man was surprisingly powerful. I

I fought with him for half the night and was beaten several times by him. I couldn't stand it anymore and almost died, so I had to escape back to the cave to save my life."

He said angrily: "Let's stop fighting for today. When I invite the Dragon Kings of the Five Lakes and are ready, I will come back for revenge!"

The female dragon looked worried and asked: "Master, do you know that person's name? Where did he come from?"

Ao Gu said: "I don't know, but a person with such magical powers will definitely not be unknown. I will know after I ask."

The female dragon said: "This person has such magical powers, and his origin is certainly not trivial. If you really anger him, if he calls the elders of the sect, even the dragon kings from all over the world will not be able to offend him."

Ao Gu said: "If you don't let go of this hatred, you will become the Dragon King!"

The female dragon said: "Why do you have to come forward in person? Why not gather your colleagues secretly and make enemies for the strong man? In this way, there will be stronger people to deal with him. Wouldn't it be better?"

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Chapter completed!