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Although the Nether King was cruel and ruthless, he knew the existence of the dragon race.

Back then, he had personally slaughtered a young purple-gold dragon and obtained many treasures.

"Dragon vein?" Hearing the voice of the Nether King, Yan Long was stunned.

He only felt a vague memory emerge in his mind, which made him feel familiar.

However, these memories were so vague that he forgot them.

However, Yan Long knew clearly that the purple-gold dragon was the supreme of the dragon race.

"Do you know the dragon race?" Yan Long asked, his eyes flickering.

"Haha! This demon lord has lived for so many years and has a wide range of knowledge. How can a mere dragon race hide from this demon lord's eyes?" The Nether King laughed.

Hearing this, Yan Long breathed a sigh of relief.

"In that case, I will give you a chance. As long as you are willing to submit to me, I can spare your life." Yanlong said indifferently.

"Hmph!" The Nether King shook his head sarcastically: "Just you?"

"Boy, this demon lord admits that you have some talent, but it is a daydream to want this demon lord to submit to you!"

The Nether King snorted coldly: "Even if your father is here today, it can't stop this demon lord from killing you."

Before he finished speaking, the Nether King rushed up with strange steps.

He was extremely fast, like a black lightning that cut through the night sky.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

In an instant, dense claw marks tore through the void, with a terrifying and sharp aura, fiercely slapped Yanlong, blocking all his routes.

"Shua!"

Yanlong's eyes flashed, and he took mysterious steps to avoid every claw mark.

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, the two fought for more than ten moves, but neither could do anything to the other.

"It's time to end."

Suddenly, Yanlong shouted, and his right fist suddenly blasted out, hitting the chest of the Nether King with the force of thunder.

"Hmm?" Feeling the danger coming, the Nether King's expression changed slightly, and he immediately dodged sideways.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the original position of the Nether King was blown up by Yanlong's punch, turning into dust all over the sky.

"What?" The Nether King's eyes widened.

Just now, he clearly felt that Yanlong's attack was not so powerful.

But why did it suddenly increase so much?

"How did your strength improve so much?"

The Nether King asked, full of doubts.

In theory, Yan Long could not activate the Dragon Clan's secret technique.

Because the Dragon Clan's secret technique requires a huge amount of vitality and has a strong load on the body.

What's more, the Dragon Clan's secret technique is the Dragon Clan's unique skill, and it is impossible for the outside world to practice it.

Moreover, the Nether King also felt that Yan Long's use of this secret technique was many times more powerful than when he killed Zhao Wude in Qingyang City.

"Hehe, you will know the answer soon." Yan Long sneered, approached again, and launched a fierce attack.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the two fought more than a dozen times, and the fight was fierce.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Ah!"

Each of them had the upper hand and fought madly.

In a short moment, the surrounding houses were destroyed.

This battle lasted for half an hour, and there was still no sign of stopping.

It must be said that the Nether King is indeed very terrifying. Even when facing the Flame Dragon, he is still at ease.

But he will never give up!

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