"What a big handprint with amazing hardness!" Colorful Dragon Ibrahimovic laughed loudly, shaking his toes on the ground and gently moving his wrists. His boots had been completely turned into rags, and his bronze skin shone with metallic luster.
There are some slight depressions and purple spots on it.
The arms of the Swan Priest dropped naturally. Although he tried his best to control them, everyone could see that his hands were shaking slightly. The sleeves with gold thread tattoos on his arms had become tattered strips of cloth due to the violent collision, with pores.
Drops of blood gushed out from his chest, covering his arms covered with blue spots, hanging on the hairs of his hair.
"Fuck your grandma!" Liu Zhancheng jumped up from the ring "Deng Deng Deng", pointed at the nose of the colorful dragon and yelled: "Ibrahimovic! If you have any idea, use your magnetically controlled bipolar,
Is this what you mean by driving me away?"
"Although the dragon clan is proud, it does not mean that we are idiots." Colorful Dragon Ibrahimovic laughed loudly: "It's better to deal with one at a time than two, right? Do you think that the reputation of Colorful Dragon's fighting genius is due to the bards?
Made it up for fun?"
"You are quite a smart dragon." Liu Zhenzhen was stunned for a while, but he also laughed.
"Now you two can fight together." Colorful Dragon Ibrahimovic looked at Mourinho with a joking expression: "Can you still fight? Dear Fire Phoenix Priest?"
Mourinho didn't say anything, he just walked to the corner silently and took out a half-burnt wooden stake from the brazier support.
"Teacher Mu, this thing can't kill a dragon." Liu Zhencheng looked at the bloody arm of the swan priest and felt a little unbearable.
Mourinho didn't say anything. He raised his head and looked at the proud Colorful Dragon. The fierceness contained in this look made the Colorful Dragon's smile freeze instantly. The Swan Priest raised the half-burnt wooden stick with his left hand.
The pile was passed diagonally with the right palm, and there was a crisp "click" sound. A neat piece of wood stubble rolled twice in the air, and fell to the ground with a "clunk" sound.
Two clusters of flames jumped out from the cross-sections of the two wooden stakes that were cut off by the hand knife of the Swan Priest. These were flames generated purely by high-speed friction. It was already late at night, and although the torch of the arena was bright, it still could not
Cover up these two small but vigorous flames.
"Burning wood handprint!" Colorful Dragon Eevee raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Do you think I'm still capable of fighting?" Mourinho tore off his tattered sleeve and wiped away the blood seeping from his arm.
An iron stake that had not yet been pulled out around the ring was pulled in front of the colorful dragon with a single move. Ibrahimovic did a backflip, his legs spread like giant scissors, and wiped out a metal arc. This iron stake
The pile was placed in front of this arc, and after exploding a cloud of sparks, it was neatly cut into two halves, and landed on the ground at the same time as the colorful dragon Eevee, making a clanging sound.
"Are you playing monkey? Who would stand stupidly and let you kick?" Liu Zhencheng snorted dismissively and patted Mourinho with his dirty fingers: "Isn't that right, mentor?"
"This is a 'swallowtail cut'." Mourinho rolled his eyes at Liu Zhensha.
"That's right!" Liu Zhenshao said viciously.
"Then let's continue!" Colorful Dragon Ibrahimovic hooked his fingers and smiled: "If I defeat the two Behemoth King sacrifices, I can also tattoo the Behemoth logo on my sleeves in the future. I have decided
It’s one gold and one silver.”
"Damn! You're dreaming! Let me do it." Liu Zhancheng stretched out his hand to stop Mourinho, crossed his arms and looked at the colorful dragon Ibrahimovic: "Don't play that magnetic repulsion again! If you are a man, just punch him
Fight one by one!"
"No problem!" Colorful Dragon Eevee smiled strangely, and shook his arms slightly. Suddenly, a strong suction force pulled Liu Zhan's mithril arm and rushed straight in front of Ibrahimovic.
"Magnetic Bipolar Dragon Skin" not only repels, but also attracts!
At the same time, the heavy whip leg of Colorful Dragon Ibrahimovic drew an arc and swept in front of him at a speed that could not dodge. Mourinho's expression changed. It was too late to rush for help. Lord Pigeon
His body was like a broken car being pulled by a wild horse with stakes stuck in its asshole. It was stumbling on the ground and being dragged by a mysterious attraction. It flew away in an awkward posture waiting to be kicked.
A colorful dragon ready to swing wildly.
Many Behemoth women have covered their eyes and dare not look any further.
The colorful dragon has so many innate advantages, which really makes the Behemoths in the stands feel aggrieved and frustrated. However, there is nothing unfair about this. It is just like some women are Princess Taiping and some are Taimurraya.
This is a natural talent.
The Colorful Dragon Eevee swept out his heavy leg with a bright smile, but to his disappointment, the huge leg only swept away one mithril arm, and the leg that followed it missed, and it was supposed to be kicked.
A kick to the face only hit the air.
Colorful Long Qian should not, absolutely should not, treat this Richard as a hot-blooded idiot.
If Ibrahimovic had paid a little attention, he would have noticed that Liu Zhencheng's arms were just wrapped around his chest and were always bent. Unfortunately, he did not notice this small detail. The moment he was about to be pulled closer to the colorful dragon by the magnetic attraction, Old Liu
His left arm suddenly stretched flat, and the mithril arm that had been released from the circlip button rushed towards the colorful dragon's heavy legs like a battering ram. However, Liu Zhenshao, who had detached his mithril arm, came at this time.
He rolled on the spot and avoided the second chain of kicks from Ibrahimovic.
Although the posture was a bit unsightly, Liu Zhencheng grabbed the crotch of Colorful Dragon and pulled up Ibrahimovic's entire body. With a tiger roar, Colorful Dragon's body was like a meteorite falling from the sky.
There was a loud noise on the ground, which shook the entire Golden Crown Arena with a huge tremor and a muffled "creeping" sound.
As the rocks exploded, a manhole appeared on the rocky ground. Broken stone slabs and soil were scattered on the edge of the pit.
The Colorful Dragon is really in good shape. After being thrown by Liu Zhenzhen like this, even a Yunxiao giant would have to rub his waist and shout, "Oh, your mother really hurts!", but Ibrahimovic reacted quickly as if nothing happened.
While the man was still on the ground, he swept out a canopy of broken slate fragments with his legs and smashed them into Liu Zhenshao's head, followed by a colorful dragon that jumped out of the human-shaped pit.
The sound of gravel breaking through the air is as strong as a crossbow, and it scratches people hard. The power contained in it is enough to make these stones break a finger-thick crack into the bones of a strong tauren!
It’s not Liu Daguan who was hit by the stone. This Saint Qiao of the bloodline who uses tattoos to increase his own shields is well-deserved. These messy stones and soil were all blocked by a group of brilliant tattoo shields. Two different
The force collided together, and the gravel became unlucky ghosts. Some were smashed into powder on the spot, and some were shot across the sky. Even the 25-meter-high stands were not spared.
The distance was really too close. The Colorful Dragon Eevee had just jumped out of the man pit and into the fire pit. His body leaping high was still in the air. Before his legs could twist and kick out, a powerful and heavy punch had already been delivered.
It hit his eyebrow arch. Ibrahimovic wanted to block it, but he couldn't. Even his palm was hit on the eye socket. Even the steel eyelids couldn't withstand Liu Zhensha's fist. Colorful Dragon Ibrahimovic just felt
His vision went dark, and his body flew out upside down.
This is not over yet. Liu Zhenshao moved faster than Ibrahimovic. The colorful dragon was indeed outstanding enough. He took advantage of the situation and flexibly twisted his waist in the air to perform an inverted somersault. His "swallowtail scissors" posture was also
Before he could move, a split leg from top to bottom had already slapped on his leg like a fly whisk, and the colorful dragon was slapped down heavily in an inverted eight-pointed shape---------
---Liu Zhenzhen's legs are also very powerful!
With no chance anymore, Liu Zhenzhen jumped forward and hugged Ibrahimovic's body. After rolling twice on the ground, the colorful dragon's entire body was already tightly held down.
Liu Zhancheng's broken arm was broken at the elbow level, and now a long stubble of flesh has grown out, which just passed through Ibrahimovic's left armpit and was behind his neck. Another powerful right hand came from
Ibrahimovic's right armpit passed through and hooked Ibrahimovic's neck.
Ibrahimovic is struggling desperately. Although his body is as hard as metal, the strength of his strength obviously has nothing to do with the metal body. The power of the colorful dragon is indeed not limited.
However, Liu Zhenzhen's "Dragon and Elephant Power" has already experienced a second increase, and the full four levels of "Dragon and Elephant Power" are no longer comparable to the colorful dragon.
When Liu Zhenzhen was on the front line, he was a trained prisoner catcher. If he couldn't control a colorful dragon with such great physical strength and anti-joint capture technology, I'm afraid he would buy a piece of cheese and hit him to death -
-------------Anti-joint technology can allow a weak woman to subdue a big man, but how can she not subdue a colorful dragon under superior conditions?
Liu Zhenzhen rode on the back of Colorful Dragon Ibrahimovic, firmly holding Ibrahimovic's neck and leaning back. Even the full-metal structure of Colorful Dragon's body was bent into an arch bridge by this force.
Colorful Dragon's arms were locked under his armpits, and he could only wave in front of him blankly. His feet kicked the stone slabs into ravines on the ground. His legs kept swinging on his back, but how?
He couldn't hit anything because his knees had become a support point.
"Stop moving!" Liu Zhanzhen twisted Ibrahimovic's neck in one direction, and his strong arms forced the colorful dragon to cooperate with his movements. The force was too great.
"Your neck is too thin! I tell you humbly, even if I keep breaking an iron rod as thick as your neck, I can still twist it into a hemp rope." Liu's shocking laughter was full of pride and colorful.
The dragon was still struggling unwillingly, but everything seemed a bit futile.
"There is no martial arts like you!" Colorful Dragon Ibrahimovic was going crazy. He felt that he had no strength, but he couldn't use it properly. The two arms that passed under his armpits made him as hard as metal.
His body was completely useless and was completely locked up.
"Mom, are you an idiot?" Liu Zhencheng said close to Colorful Dragon's ear: "If I stab you to death with a dung fork, won't you be slaying the dragon?"
"Stop it!" Fairy Long Lenna's voice sounded coldly in the air: "You actually use a magic shield? What did the rules just say? You are obviously not allowed to use magic! If you don't want to be killed by the backlash of the elements, stop it now.
Your stupid behavior!"
"Another idiot, didn't you see that my shield is a tattoo type? You have dragon skin body protection, why don't I have a natural shield?" Liu Zhenshaan scolded angrily.
"You are the idiot! Behemoth is not a World of Warcraft! Where can you get the skin of a natural magic shield?" Fairy Dragon Lenna smiled angrily, and just as she was about to kill this arrogant Behemoth priest, a flame and ice light flashed.
The arrow grazed her fair cheek, and the sharp arrow wind brought out waves of sonic booms, shocking Lenna into a cold sweat.
The Fairy Dragon slowly turned her head, and she discovered that there was a House archer with a stooped back and an old face in the stands, riding on the back of a three-meter-tall and extremely large toad, holding a bow in one hand.
A handsome black cat was beside him, with a handsome night elf on it. The moonlight cast a faint glow on him.
The toad squawked a few times, seeming to be happy that a fairy dragon was staring at it, its red eyes bulging.
"My arrows are always shot to pin the hand that is preparing to cast a spell. Dear fairy dragon, don't force me to take action." Nedved quickly unfolded a fan composed of densely packed arrow branches, enjoying the cool breeze.
All the Behemoths in the stands also turned to look at the Centaur Archer.
"The drawing power of this short bow is two horsepower, and its range is one thousand yards." Nedved vigorously shook the Salas flame short bow made of quark mercury, feather flame snake magic crystal and Kui beef tendon in his hand.
Lenna's heart was trembling with coldness. She knew clearly what kind of sharp archer among Behemoths dared to do such a move.
Ordinary Shenjian Zheqin will not be so rampant. The magic archer must always point his arrowhead at his enemy to feel at ease. Only the most confident Behemoth Shenjian Zheqin will separate the arrow from the string in an almost provocative way.
.
Because they are fast archers who use super strong bows weighing more than a thousand pounds. Within a hundred yards, they like to compete with others to see who can shoot faster. This is their humility. If you really want them to point first
Your head, you're doomed.
It is said that if you attack at the same time with Zheqin, the divine arrow who is good at strong bows, their arrows will hit your head, and your arm has just been raised.
For such archers, distance is no longer an obstacle or restriction. Even if they are closely guarded by a melee warrior, they are no longer a fish belly to be slaughtered, but are representatives of the God of Death walking freely in the sun and shadows. Such a comparison
Meng Archer has a beautiful name that makes the dragon clan tremble even after hearing it----------"Shadow Hunter".
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All Saint Chiao-level ticket chanters! Smash it with me! Xiangpa ticket! Xiangpa ticket!
I heard from Yijian that a man said in a book review that I have an annual salary of one million?
This thing is as ridiculous as Wu Tenglan sleeping with Cao Cao! If I had an annual salary of one million, I would still grab a monthly ticket! (To be continued)