Chapter 290

But immediately after, he began to laugh wildly. "Hahahaha, evolution? Don't even think about it, you don't have that chance."

"Even if I send the Death Sub-Dragon to you, so what? You don't think you can kill my sub-dragon, do you? Wishful thinking!!"

The voice fell.

Roar.

The Death Sub-Dragon roared, spitting out a mouthful of death dragon breath that turned into a black torrent; wherever it passed, the earth was extinguished.

"Dragon breath? I can do that too."

Chen Ang grinned, not afraid in the slightest, but instead took a sudden step forward, his aura erupting, and then he opened his mouth wide, spewing out an even more terrifying death dragon breath.

Boom—

Under the explosive collision of the two death dragon breaths, the aura of death seemed to turn into rolling black mist, turning this entire area into a land of darkness and corroding the earth.

However, the power of Chen Ang's death dragon breath was undoubtedly stronger.

Under the powerful head-on collision, Chen Ang's death dragon breath was constantly crushing the Death Sub-Dragon's dragon breath and crazily pressing toward the Death Sub-Dragon.

"No, this is impossible!!"

Seeing this scene, the sub-dragon widened its eyes, filled with an expression of disbelief, and then waved its staff and roared. "Go to hell!!"

"Great Meteorite Art!!"

The staff waved.

A pale purple magic circle suddenly appeared above Chen Ang's head, and immediately after, a massive meteorite with a diameter of twenty or thirty meters plummeted down, carrying a rolling, vibrating aura as it smashed toward Chen Ang.

Chen Ang's gaze was cold, his heart stirred.

The power of his dragon breath grew even stronger.

Boom—

In an instant, it completely crushed the Death Sub-Dragon's dragon breath and landed on the Death Sub-Dragon.

Although the Death Sub-Dragon itself possessed the power of death and had high resistance to it.

But the power of Chen Ang's dragon breath was too strong.

After forcibly enduring this blow, the Death Sub-Dragon could not help but let out a painful sound; the place where it was hit had its scales corroded, leaving a huge, bloody hole from which blood continuously gushed out.

At the same time.

Chen Ang did not stop for a second; looking at the meteorite above his head, he waved the Death Dragon Soldier in his right hand and thrust his spear out.

A strike of the dragon spear.

Faintly, a dragon soul coiled around it, erupting with a dragon roar.

A brilliant blood-red light shone the moment the spear tip touched the meteorite.

Boom!

A vibration erupted.

A terrifying shockwave swept in all directions.

And the meteorite was shattered to pieces.

"By you? You can't kill me!!"

After resolving the meteorite, Chen Ang looked at Aaron and said coldly.

After the voice fell, he took a step, disappeared from where he was, and turned into an afterimage as he rushed over.

The target was not Aaron.

It was the Death Sub-Dragon.

For Chen Ang, this Death Sub-Dragon was the priority.

Almost in a single breath, Chen Ang appeared in front of the Death Sub-Dragon.

This Death Sub-Dragon was powerful, at Tier 7.

If it were the Chen Ang of the past, he would certainly not be its match.

But for the current Chen Ang, a Tier 7 Death Sub-Dragon could no longer pose any threat to him.

His strength grew too fast.

It was not as if he hadn't killed a Tier 7 Death Sub-Dragon before.

Not to mention that he now had the Dragon Fist skill, which carried the aura of laws.

As soon as he appeared, Chen Ang thrust his spear through.

"Roar."

The Death Sub-Dragon roared, its reaction speed also extremely fast; enduring the intense pain, it covered its dragon claw with the power of death and, accompanied by a roar, swept its claw horizontally to meet the tip of the Death Dragon Soldier.

But the moment they touched, a violent shockwave erupted.

Immediately after, the Death Sub-Dragon's painful voice rang out.

The power of the Dragon Fist was imbued by Chen Ang onto the Death Dragon Soldier, causing this spear strike to have astonishing power, and it even contained the aura of laws.

Under the spear, the Death Sub-Dragon's dragon claw was directly pierced through, and dragon blood spilled onto the ground.

After piercing the dragon claw, the Death Dragon Soldier did not stop in the slightest; instead, it continued to thrust forward, and with a 'squelch', it inserted into the Death Sub-Dragon's body, the mutated dragon might coiling and erupting at the spear tip, creating vibrations.

The dragon scales and the sub-dragon flesh within them were shattered and crumbled, spilling onto the ground.

An incomparably painful sound was emitted from the Death Sub-Dragon's mouth, making it go berserk, and it opened its bloody maw to attack Chen Ang.

"Get lost!"

Chen Ang sneered, clenched his left hand into a fist, and slammed it into the Death Sub-Dragon's lower jaw; a powerful force erupted, blasting its incoming bloody maw away with a single punch.

And then, he erupted with power again, kicking the Death Sub-Dragon's body, sending it flying with one kick, and it slammed heavily into the ground in the distance, creating a large crater.

Before Chen Ang could make another move.

A voice filled with cold killing intent rang out from behind: "You guy, go to hell!!"

Chen Ang looked back.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Dense wind blades carrying cutting power attacked; on the way, they converged into a huge wind blade containing extremely pure wind power, even slicing the air to form a briefly existing rift.

Aaron held his staff with both hands, his face slightly pale, his internal magic power consuming crazily; this could be considered his most powerful strike.

Don't look at it as just a wind blade; it was a high-level spell that could easily slice through even a dragon's scale defense.

But...

"Nothing more than this!"

Chen Ang said indifferently, then waved the Death Dragon Soldier and pointed his spear out.

The spear tip made contact with the wind blade.

The power of laws erupted.

The wind blade was instantly shattered!

"Impossible!!"

This scene directly made Aaron stupid.

He roared subconsciously.

He almost couldn't believe the scene before his eyes.

Faintly, a trace of panic appeared in the depths of his eyes.

He seemed to have underestimated the strength of this Gifted one before him too much.

Even that Death Sub-Dragon...

Perhaps it was not his match either.

No, no!!

He couldn't die!

He still had a trump card.

Aaron thought to himself, a flash of determination appearing on his pale face, and his figure began to retreat violently, seemingly wanting to distance himself from Chen Ang.

"Still have a trump card?"

Chen Ang's gaze flickered, but he immediately sneered. "Doesn't matter, it just so happens to let me see if you can still send me any good things."

Having said that, Chen Ang lifted his foot and stepped down.

Hum.

Black mist condensed from rolling death power erupted, swallowing toward Chen Ang's back like sea waves, instantly shrouding the Death Sub-Dragon...

243: Wan Xingta, Adam!