Seeing Yamamoto Ichiro's appearance, Colonel Sun and others who were far away were stunned. The more than 60 missiles with confidence only hurt the other party, so they could only continue to fire one round.
At the missile that was attacking again, Yamamoto Ichiro showed a trace of disdain on his face and did not dodge. He just sent out a huge sword light and rushed towards the many missiles that were flying. The missiles wherever the sword light passed happened instantly.
The explosion, the aftermath of the explosion drove Fang Luoyu and the others at the foot of the mountain, but Yamamoto Ichiro received no influence.
In this scene, Colonel Sun could only put Jiang Xu on Fang Luoyu and the others. Their rockets were useless at all. Are they so useless?
"More than 60 missiles are useless, so we can only get on." Fang Luoyu looked at Ichiro Yamamoto who was standing in the air and walked towards him and laughed wildly, then his eyes froze.
The artistic conception that was once inspired appeared again, and a trace of enlightenment flashed through my mind. It turned out that my artistic conception was the fighting spirit. The more we fought, the stronger we became, the braver we became. Fang Luoyu felt that his strength had increased greatly, and Tianyu stepped against the feet.
Ichiro Yamamoto, who came to the sky in front of him, rushed over.
Immediately afterwards, Situ Lie also launched an attack and summoned a large burning fireball to smash it from the air towards Ichiro Yamamoto.
"Hmph." Yamamoto Ichiro snorted coldly. He also felt the artistic conception that was created by Fang Luoyu. This feeling had actually caused a sense of threat to him. If this is the case, you will kill you, and at the same time, he also felt the transmission from the sky.
There was a sense of heat, and then a sword light slashed into the sky, then slashed at Situ Lie, and began to attack Fang Luoyu who was rushing towards him.
The fireball and the sword light in the sky collided with each other and disappeared. When Situ Lie saw the sword light rushing towards him, he quickly turned into flames and avoided it, but it was useless. He turned into a human again, and a knife mark appeared on his body.
In the abdomen, you can vaguely see some internal organs in the body jumping continuously.
"Tianyang Fist." Fang Luoyu poured his fighting spirit into his fists, and saw that the light on his fists was still like a fireball, instantly changing like a small sun, and shouted: "I am invincible."
He punched Yamamoto Ichiro, but the gap in strength was too huge. After only a few moves, he was reached by Situ Lie.
Looking at Situ Lie who was constantly flowing with blood all over his body, Fang Luoyu's eyes became a little dazed, and both of them were seriously injured at this moment.
"Your virtue is still invincible, it's ridiculous! Hahaha~~" Yamamoto Ichiro laughed wildly, but the few rounds he was hit really hurt! There are still a few left on his chest now.
A dark fist mark.
Liu Siyu and Fang Chen, who were sitting in the office in Longjing City, felt a pain in their hearts at the same time. A feeling of palpitations arose from the bottom of their hearts. They quickly called each other and learned that they were fine, and they all had the same
It felt that there was only one person who had an accident. He quickly called his son Fang Luoyu's phone, but the sound of shutting down came. It turned out that Fang Luoyu's phone had been shattered in the battle just now.
Fang Chen quickly closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to explore the direction of the valley military region, but he could not find any direction at all. He quickly used secret techniques to understand his own bloodline and found that the right aura was constantly burning and he was also suffering.
He was seriously injured and felt that the location disappeared from the office out of thin air. He rushed towards Fang Luoyu's location at full speed, and prayed while running: "Son, don't have anything to do, dad is here."
Just as Fang Chen was teleporting, constantly tearing the space and tearing it wildly. He gradually turned a little pale. It was okay to tear the space with Fang Chen's strength several times occasionally, like this
Tearing, the consumption is very high, and it may even damage the origin, but at this time Fang Chen no longer cared about these things. He was no longer important to his son, and he tried his best to feel the direction of Fang Luoyu.
Fang Luoyu's forehead kept blood flowing downwards. He bit his tongue and raised some energy, and kept circulating the Qianyuan Baoshu. His body was filled with true energy. This was the first time he had been beaten so miserably.
, the heart was filled with anger, a purple-gold flashed in his eyes, and an unknown energy flowed through his body, which merged with the true qi of the Qianyuan Baoshu. The originally transparent and colorless Qianyuan true qi turned into
Purple and gold.
A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. I don’t know where this energy came from. After trying to use it, my strength increased several times, and my eyes looking at the Ghost King were also full of cruelty.
Fang Luoyu rushed towards the Ghost King quickly and made a proud dragon roar. At the same time, a very vague purple-gold dragon shadow appeared in his body. "Dragon Claw"