The bolt of lightning at once struck the Type 1 Lightning Dragon's protective cover, forcibly splitting open the Type 1 Lightning Dragon's protective cover and bombarding the Type 1 Lightning Dragon's outer armor.
The Type 1 Lightning Dragon's outer armor flashed with radiance and immediately channeled the electric current into the power propulsion furnace.
Yang Feng was also startled by the sudden change and broke out in a cold sweat: "What a strong bolt of lightning!
It can actually split a level-4 protective cover!
If the bolt of lightning was a bit stronger, then my Type 1 Lightning Dragon wouldn't be able to withstand it! "
Yang Feng had long since understood that there wasn't a single magic sports car in Turandot Subcontinent that could compare to his Type 1 Lightning Dragon in performance.
The might of the Thunderbolt chariot was far beyond his imagination.
"Since it's like this, then go to hell!"
Yang Feng's eyes flashed with killing intent and he fiercely pressed several buttons in succession.
Countless miniature laser-guided missiles flew out of the Type 1 Lightning Dragon and bombarded the Thunderbolt chariot like raindrops.
Rimont was startled and he threw several superior magic stones into the Thunderbolt chariot's magic power grooves. At the same time, he used his spirit force as a primer and launched the defensive spell Storm Barrier attached to the Thunderbolt chariot.
A terrifying storm instantly enveloped the Thunderbolt Chariot, and the miniature laser-guided missiles were diverted by the storm, falling to the side of the road and exploding, blasting huge holes in the ground.
When the princeling Warlocks at the entrance of the Fiery Dragon Race Track saw this scene, their eyes were firmly glued to the magic screen and they didn't even dare to breathe heavily, for fear of missing out on the battle between the two legendary chariots.
Rimont had just heaved a sigh of relief, when he suddenly felt a chill in his heart and a premonition of death welled up in his mind.
He swept the rear with a glance and saw that all of Yang Feng's Type 1 Lightning Dragon's weapon systems had been completely retracted. A muzzle similar to that of a main artillery extended and countless electromagnetic radiances converged in the muzzle of the main artillery.
"Fuck, what's that?"
Rimont's heart was filled with fear of the unknown. He clenched his teeth and drove the Thunderbolt chariot as if a streak of lightning continuously twisting and turning on the track, performing all kinds of outrageous actions.
In addition to blocking, dodging was the best way to avoid the magic sports car's attacks.
The most top-notch magic sports car racers could even avoid the bombardment of Fireballs.
"That's a good idea. Unfortunately, no matter how hard you try to hide, you won't be able to escape the calculations of a supercomputer.
When computing power evolves to the pinnacle, the derivative ability is Future Prediction! "Yang Feng sneered inside.
Three seconds later, the Lightning Dragon's Super Electromagnetic Gun fired out a terrifying bolt of electricity, instantly blasting Rimont's Thunderbolt Tank.
Boom!!
More than half of Rimont's Thunderbolt Chariot was sent flying, its wreckage splattering everywhere as the entire chariot was sent flying into the air.
A terrifyingly large hole that was 13 to 14 meters deep and 5 to 6 meters wide appeared where the Thunderbolt Chariot had originally been.
"How savage!
What kind of spell is that? "
"Too cruel!
Yang Feng's Type 1 Lightning Dragon was really too savage!
Were all the sports cars developed by Steel City so savage?
It can be used as a weapon of war. "
"…"
The princeling Warlocks at the entrance of the Fiery Dragon Race Track were all dumbstruck as they commented.
It was the first time they had seen a magic sports car loaded with such a formidable weapon of war.
After half of Rimont's Thunderbolt Tank was destroyed, killing intent flashed past Yang Feng's eyes. He once again recharged the Super Electromagnetic Gun. In another three seconds, he would be able to fire another Super Electromagnetic Gun and kill Rimont.
"I'm not willing!
I'm not willing!
Yang Feng, go to hell! As long as you're dead, then everything will cease to exist! "Rimont's eyes were bloodshot, hatred shrouded his mind and he ruthlessly crushed a jade card.
A terrifying life force comparable to that of a Great Warlock rank instantly pervaded the area.
"Great Warlock!
Those are Great Warlock rank fluctuations of power! "
"Rimont finally went crazy!
It seems that he used White Elephant's Ivory's ultimate trump card! "
"To actually have the protection of a Great Warlock rank, it seems that this Rimont is White Elephant's Ivory's most valued genius!"
"It seems that Yang Feng is going to die!
A Great Warlock rank expert's move is a thunderbolt. Unless there's an expert of the same rank, otherwise, it's basically impossible to resist! "
"…"
The complexions of the princeling Warlocks at the entrance of the Fiery Dragon Race Track changed slightly and their eyes flashed with a touch of graveness.
As they looked at Yang Feng, their eyes also flashed with a touch of pity.
Every Great Warlock rank expert possessed world-shaking terrifying power. In many planes, they were Legend rank experts who left their mark in history.
As long as a Great Warlock rank expert acted, then existences under the Great Warlock rank were basically invincible.
A large hand condensed from magic power, with the pressure of Mt. Tai, grabbed at Yang Feng's Type 1 Lightning Dragon.
"Damn bastard!!" Angelina's pretty complexion changed and she cursed fiercely, her beautiful eyes flashing with a touch of helplessness and bitterness.
Although she was a peerless genius of Rose Garden, but she was still powerless to contend against a Great Warlock.
"Haha, Yang Feng, you're dead!" Cookson, who had caught up from behind, revealed a trace of a malevolent smile on his face when he saw this scene.
Under everyone's gazes, when the large hand condensed from magic power appeared, the Type 1 Lightning Dragon, whose speed reached 600 km/h, was immediately powerlessly suspended in the air, its tires madly idling. It was as if it was a small white mouse frantically struggling in a human's large hand.
The large hand made of magic power lightly poked, and the protective cover shrouding the Type 1 Lightning Dragon collapsed and shattered like a bubble, before grabbing at Yang Feng.
"Humph!
A trifling remnant of power that isn't even a projection dares to bare its fangs and brandish its claws in front of me. Turn into an ice cube and shatter! "
Dephilia, who was sitting next to Yang Feng like an indifferent loli, snorted coldly. Terrifying Great Warlock rank fluctuations of power diffused from her petite body. She extended her lily-white finger and flicked slightly, and a white cold air instantly shrouded the large hand made of magic power.
The large hand made of magic power was instantly shrouded by the white cold air, before condensing into a huge block of ice, before instantly collapsing and turning into silver ice fragments that scattered on the ground.
"Great Warlock!!
That's a Great Warlock rank expert!! "
"That girl is actually a Great Warlock!!"
"Snow White Madam, she must be Snow White Madam!
Not long ago, Snow White Madam had just announced that she had joined Steel City! "
"Snow White Madam, she's Snow White Madam?"
"Too shameless, to actually let a Great Warlock rank expert board the vehicle!"
"Too despicable!!"
"…"
On the Fiery Dragon Race Track, those princeling Warlocks were dumbstruck as they cried out involuntarily.
"Snow White Madam, that girl is actually Snow White Madam. Furthermore, she's following Yang Feng.
How, how, how is this possible? "Angelina was dumbstruck, her beautiful eyes brimming with incredulity.
Practically everyone didn't dare to believe their eyes, and didn't dare to admit this fact.
In Turandot Subcontinent, every Great Warlock rank expert was a top-notch existence.
They spent most of their time in their Warlock Pagodas, practicing cultivation or conducting all kinds of research.
For such a bigwig to actually act as a bodyguard by Yang Feng's side, it was as inconceivable as a lofty king running over to act as a bodyguard for an ordinary civil servant with a low status.
"Since you can't afford to lose, then go to hell!"
Dephilia snorted coldly, then flicked her finger and a pure-white cold air instantly swept towards Rimont.
Rimont's complexion changed greatly when he was faced with the pure-white cold air. He took out a magic staff and silently recited an incantation. A long flame, as if a huge fire snake, swept towards the pure-white cold air.
When the huge fire snake came into contact with the pure-white cold air, it issued 'zi zi' sounds and then immediately disappeared with a pa sound.
The pure-white cold air at once shrouded Rimont, directly freezing him into a human-shaped ice sculpture.
A blood-colored cross suddenly appeared between Rimont's eyebrows, and terrifying Great Warlock rank fluctuations of power erupted in a flash. The entire ice sculpture immediately burst open, with countless ice fragments splashing in all directions.
Rimont's aura changed, his eyes were shrouded in a layer of incomparably profound light of wisdom, as if he had become another person. He uttered a slightly aged voice and said extremely overbearingly: "So it's Snow White Madam.
I'm Grant of White Elephant's Ivory, Rimont is the most outstanding of my grandchildren. You actually dared to attack him, do you want to become enemies with White Elephant Pagoda? "
In Turandot Subcontinent, the Six Great Warlock Groups were aloof and aloof, and their style of conduct was similarly incomparably overbearing.
Even the relatively amiable and approachable Rose Garden was brimming with pride.
Dephilia's eyebrows arched, and she directly transmitted: "Yang Feng, you've provoked a big one by beating the small one.
Do you want to get rid of this waste?
If we get rid of him, then we'll basically have a falling out with White Elephant Ivory. "
Yang Feng sneered: "This old thing is so savage, there's no need to give me face. Get rid of them.
In any case, this is Rose Garden, not White Elephant Ivory. "
Along with the continuous increase of Yang Feng's power, his trump cards were also increasing.
Although he still wasn't a match for the Six Great Warlock Groups, but if the other party were to attack him, then he would definitely give the other party a pleasant surprise.
"Grant, you're just a projection of power attached to your grandson, yet you still dare to threaten me!
You're really reckless.
You can die now! "
Dephilia sneered, operated her magic power, pointed with her lily-white hand, and condensed ice-cold force into a white breath of ice that rolled towards Rimont. In a split second, Rimont was directly frozen into an ice sculpture, fixing his startled and angry expression.
Grant, who was attached to Rimont, was also a Great Warlock rank expert, but a projection of power wasn't enough to contend against a formidable Great Warlock.