Chapter 169 A Bite of Barbecue and a Bite of Garlic Are the Most Beautiful
boom!!!
A terrifying roar continued to burst in this space enclosed by the formation.
A figure that looked like a giant beast suddenly smashed down from the air.
A member of the Blood Pattern Clan was caught off guard and was hit underground and sunken.
"Make you laugh!!!" Zhong Yangming moved his feet away, bowed slightly, and a huge fist as big as half the body of the other party, smashed it like a storm.
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!
The ground was trembling constantly and dust was flying.
The Blood Pattern Clan, which was attacked one after another, had its bones shattered, its muscles shattered, and blood flowed.
But their blood-colored lines burned violently, but their injuries continued to recover.
But even though he was completely suppressed by Zhong Yangming, even though his injuries recovered quickly, he still had no power to fight back.
The other blood-print tribes launched an attack around Zhong Yangming.
After Zhong Yangming's expansion, his body was extremely tall, more than six meters away. With the azure heavy armor turned into Longqiu Dao, his body expanded again.
The blood-printed tribes attacked him, as if a group of dwarves were jumping around him.
Bang!
When he wanted to rescue his subordinate Zhan Zhuo, he had just approached the past when Zhong Yangming accurately captured the movement.
"You are the leader of his grandmother!" Zhong Yangming was completely furious at this moment and turned into an irritable prime minister.
"Fight!!" Long Qiudao's roar also echoed from the armor.
And in the blue armor, the azure energy shocked, the power of Zhong Yangming's punch was constantly blessed.
Zhan Zhuo's face was extremely shocked. He was already careful and concealed his movements. Why was the other party still noticed it?
"Rien!" Zhan Zhuo immediately opened his fire, and the flaming giant began to condense from behind him again.
But before the flame giant could be formed, Zhong Yangming was already like a crazy prehistoric giant beast, crushing towards this side in an extremely barbaric posture.
Zhan Zhuo had no choice but to force the unformed flame giant to clench his fist.
Boom!
Zhong Yangming, who was like a giant, collided with the flame giant.
Above the fist peak, the power from Longqiudao turned into a bitter cold air, and immediately frozen the fist of the flame giant.
Accompanied by the huge roar of explosion, the flame giant that had not yet been fully formed exploded directly.
Zhan Zhuo could not avoid it and was forced to get this domineering punch.
The whole person was knocked out like a cannonball, and his back was intimately in contact with the ground, dragging a gully.
Before Zhan Zhuo could stand up, he saw Zhong Yangming jumping over, his legs raised, and his butt was covering his face.
Dong!!!
Zhan Zhuo.
Deputy Commander of the Pioneer Army of this Operation!
In this way, he was crushed into the ground with an extremely shameful way.
"A group of poor little things, I am a prime minister who works hard every day and works hard to benefit the people..." Zhong Yangming roared angrily, and stood up and raised his feet, stomped on Zhan Zhuo below.
The originally sunken ground collapsed again, forming deeper pits.
Zhan Zhuo was completely unable to resist, his body sank, the soil and rocks around him rose rapidly, and soil debris rushed towards his mouth.
"It's just a bunch of pig-stealing thieves. You guys are also making fun of the Prime Minister?"
With the blessing of the armor turned into Longqiu Dao, Zhong Yangming seemed to be a violent and invincible man, with a very different image from the prime minister in the past.
Especially the domineering power, under the combat skills carefully taught by Xiao Tian.
Now when Zhong Yangming takes action, he is particularly silky, as if he is a burly man dancing on this battlefield, dancing graceful figure.
It’s pitiful that these blood-patterned tribes have become toys joined forces by Zhong Yangming and Long Qiu Dao, and are ravaged by wantonly.
The blood-patterned tribes laughed loudly just now, and now they cry so miserably.
That's right.
This group of blood-patterned tribes was beaten to tears by the heavy tank holy dragon cavalry who used the combined attack technique.
And Xiao Tian is also the one who is also full of tears.
"No. 998, you are so tragic." Xiao Tian looked at the roast pig with his feet facing the sky and was being set on the fire in front of him, and raised his hand and waved it gently.
The wind whistled past, leaving the dust of the battle isolated, and could not allow No. 998 to be stained with a trace of filth.
"Sorry, I didn't protect you, and I couldn't let you walk to the dining table in the perfect posture."
"Don't worry, these people will receive the punishment they deserve!"
When Xiao Tian talked about this, his eyes were red and tears flashed. He raised his hand to deliver the newly torn roast pork chop to his mouth and bit it.
Click!
The sound of the outer shell being crushed by teeth sounded extremely crisp, and the tender touch inside followed, accompanied by the juice of the blood-patterned spice smell, exploded in Xiao Tian's mouth.
The delicacy that hits the soul seemed to be No. 998, making the last sound to Xiao Tian.
My delicacy belongs only to you!
"I will enjoy everything about you and rest in peace, No. 998!" Xiao Tian's eyes were filled with tears, and he pulled down a huge roast pork leg and took a fierce bite.
For a moment, I didn’t know if Xiao Tian was really sad for No. 998.
It’s just because this number 998 is so delicious that it’s so delicious.
"Enough!!!"
In front, Zhan Zhuo, who was once again sitting on the ground, roared out.
A burning crystal was even suspended in the palm of his hand.
The blood-colored blood-burning crystal is like the cleanest and most terrifying explosion crystal in the world.
"We are the Blood Pattern Clan, noble and unyielding warriors, and our destination is to die in a dignified battle."
"Instead of being humiliated by a lowly man like you, relying on the blessing of the dragon spirit of the Holy Dragon Clan."
Zhan Zhuo's roar made Zhan Zhizhi and other blood-patterned tribes drag their scarred bodies and stand up.
Their eyes looked up at their deputy commander with great enthusiasm and stared at the burning crystal.
Yes!
Their Blood Pattern Clan are warriors and have to die on the battlefield, rather than being sat to death with their butts!
"I really didn't expect that there was such a strong man in the Holy Demon Realm, haha..." Zhan Zhuo looked at the blood-burning crystal floating in his palm, his eyes full of death.
No wonder Zhan Yixin wanted to hide and couldn't bear it.
Next, let their Blood Pattern Clan's trump card burst out with its own hot light in this middle-level realm world.
"Boss, you have to be careful!" Zhan Zhuo murmured, watching the blood-burning crystal power in front of him continue to expand.
He looked up at Zhong Yangming and subconsciously spoke: "It's too late to stop you now..."
Before Zhan Zhuo finished speaking, he came to an abrupt end because he was shocked to find that Zhong Yangming on the opposite side had no intention of coming up to stop him.
Instead, he held his arms and looked here as if he was watching a show.
Just when Zhan Zhuo was not sure about it, one hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the blood-burning crystal.
Zhan Zhuo turned his head in surprise and looked at it. Like other blood-patterned tribes, he watched the earth-shaking power of the Blood Crystal being suppressed between the five fingers of this human man.
Xiao Tian held the blood-burning crystal and praised: "You also have this exciting thing on you. I have been thinking about it since I ate it last time."
As he said that, Xiao Tian first chewed a bite of the blood-burning crystal and then a bite of the barbecue.
"Well!! This taste combination is amazing!" As he said that, Xiao Tian looked at the dull Zhan Zhuo and waved, "Is there any?"