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The first thousand two hundred and seventy-seven chapters of the death of Fanluo

The apostles were in front, charging under the hail of bullets, and the dragon-slaying warriors were following behind, advancing quickly, and the snipers were covering them with long-range shots.

Hundreds of people were slaying the dragon as a unit. As soon as they entered the army, they began to kill mercilessly and quickly. In less than half a minute, the surrounding area was completely cleared.

Under Zhang Cheng's order, Tulong continued to advance towards the Chinese army without stopping!

He wanted to penetrate the opponent's army and go straight to the command post in the rear.

"Fan Luo, what on earth is going on?"

At the command post, hearing the bad news constantly coming from the front, Philip was furious and said angrily.

"Could this army be a dragon slayer?" Fan Luo murmured. With such a small number, they could almost overwhelmingly defeat a large number of regular troops. It was impossible for China's hidden front to do this.

Even Adolf Goethe died in slaying a dragon. No matter how strong he thought he was, Van Luo could not be Adolf Goethe's opponent.

Fan Luo was sweating a little on his forehead. He felt that he seemed to have offended someone he shouldn't have offended. Once trapped by the Dragon Slayer, it would be a rumored large team...

"Your Highness Philip, let's leave quickly. It's dangerous here." Van Luo said.

"Okay, leave now." Philip gritted his teeth. Although he was unwilling to do so, he had no choice but to leave first. His own life was the most important thing.

"Can you leave?"

A loud shout rang out, and bursts of gunfire rang out outside.

The Dragon Slayer has already reached this point.

Fan Luo was startled, called the others, and immediately left with Philip.

However, as soon as they left, they were blocked by Zhang Cheng and three teams.

"Fan Luo, Philip, it's time to settle our accounts." Zhang Cheng said coldly, "I said, you can't escape."

"Zhang Cheng, as expected, you are Cohen!" Fan Luo's face was gloomy.

"That's right, I'm Cohen. Don't you want to get the goods that Dragon Slaying has in hand? Dragon Slaying is now in front of you. Come and get it if you have the ability." Zhang Cheng admitted directly and said.

Philip was shocked. The rumored dragon-slaying unit was right in front of him. They were the ones who killed Adolf Goethe in the battle of Daraf Cathedral and snatched the important church goods from the eyes of Beast Thunder and others.

He was very greedy and ambitious, and wanted to get this batch of goods. Therefore, he tried every means to find Dragon Slayer and Cohen. However, when they actually appeared, Philip felt scared.

This force is terrifyingly powerful, and their country's elite divisions are as fragile as paper in front of Dragon Slayer.

Fan Luo said: "Zhang Cheng, you are indeed Cohen, no wonder you are so strong. But even if you are Cohen, without Dragon Slaying to help you, you are not my opponent."

"Then let's fight." Without saying much, Zhang Cheng pounced directly.

They fought twice, and countless dragon-slaying warriors died at the hands of Van Luo. Now it's time to decide the winner.

"Protect His Highness and leave." Fan Luo ordered.

"yes."

They took Philip away, but the people in Zhangcheng would not agree. The three teams that followed Zhangcheng launched to deal with them.

Fan Luo and Zhang Cheng were already fighting together, and the two sides were fighting each other fiercely.

Fan Luo showed extremely high fighting skills, with one movement of his fingers, he performed joint skills!

Making a move that went against common sense, Zhang Cheng grabbed his ankle and threw him hard on the ground.

He grabbed Zhang Cheng's ankle and smashed it to the ground. He took the opportunity to kick the opponent's chest with his other foot, and hit Fan Luo with a shadow of one foot!

Fan Luo was kicked in the chest, groaned, and couldn't help but let go of his hand. Zhang Cheng broke free from his hand, and then rushed forward, using his hands and feet together, and launched more than ten moves in a row.

"Though tempered!"

"Soaring Dragon Tsunami!"

"Strike Mount Tai with force!"

Even if Zhang Cheng understands that martial arts is not as versatile as Bai Xiaotian's, nor is it as diverse, profound, and unpredictable as Fan Luo's.

But he also knows a lot of martial arts, and he performed a famous martial arts all at once. With his extraordinary skills, Fan Luo either successfully dodged it or completely lost all his strength.

This person's skills are indeed terrifying. He is probably no weaker than the Supreme God, and he is worthy of being the champion of the Sanskrit Arena.

But even so, you can't even think of being my opponent. Zhang Cheng clenched his fist and struck out with a mysterious seal.

Fan Luo winced, crossed his hands, and blocked! The muscles in his arms kept squirming, trying to disperse and digest the terrifying power from Zhang Cheng.

It's just that the force coming from above was too terrifying. Even if he removed half of the force, he was still shaken to the point of coughing blood!

"Zhang Cheng, he is even stronger than last time." Fan Luo was shocked. With a wave of his hands, hundreds of Rubik's Cubes appeared, and they quickly enlarged and smashed towards Zhang Cheng's head and face.

Zhang Cheng did not dodge and allowed himself to be caught by the Rubik's Cube.

With his last experience, he gathered all his strength, shattered the Rubik's Cube in an instant, and broke free from the Rubik's Cube.

"This is?"

Zhang Cheng was suddenly startled, the hairs all over his body stood up, and waves of chill came from all directions.

In front of me, a super huge Rubik's Cube appeared, with a diameter of more than 20 meters, like a real hill!

"Zhang Cheng, uh, no, Cohen, today is the end of you. I didn't let you see the power of the Super Rubik's Cube last time, so you can't run away this time." Fan Luo laughed ferociously, raised the Super Rubik's Cube with both hands, and moved forward.

With one push, the Super Rubik's Cube flew towards Zhang Cheng at great speed.

Zhang Cheng didn't run away, he knew he couldn't escape.

Taking a deep breath, he hugged his elbows and slammed his whole body towards the Super Rubik's Cube.

At the same time, a fifth explosive light lit up near the abdomen, and a rune condensed at the bottom.

From Fan Luo's perspective, he could see that the Super Rubik's Cube had captured Zhang Cheng.

He smiled, Zhang Cheng, you are finished. The power of the Super Rubik's Cube is more than ten times that of the ordinary Rubik's Cube. I spent a lot of energy to condense it. Every time I cast it, my lifespan will be affected. Ahem, but in order to deal with you, it is worth it.

.

He thought to himself, and suddenly his eyes widened so much that they almost burst. Impossible!

The Super Rubik's Cube only trapped Zhang Cheng for a moment before breaking apart. Zhang Cheng was running straight towards him quickly. Fan Luo was shocked, turned around and ran away, but suddenly received a blow to the chest!

The situation was the same as last time. He was hit on the chest for no apparent reason. Then, cracks opened in his chest, and there were more and more cracks. Originally, the injury was not healed, but now he was hit again. Fan Luo kept vomiting blood in his mouth, but

He didn't stop, but gritted his teeth and tried his best to escape.

With this blow, Zhang Cheng also coughed up blood and was injured. He had already prepared in his heart, suppressed the injury forcefully, and pursued Fan Luo in pursuit of victory.

The two fought together again, fighting wildly. The surrounding earth cracked, trees fell, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

After more than a hundred moves, Zhang Cheng grabbed Fan Luo's arm and tore it hard. The huge force tore Fan Luo's arm alive. Fan Luo screamed and blood spattered.

"Go to hell!"

Zhang Cheng raised his knees and pressed them against Fan Luo's chest like a hammer. A large piece of meat protruded from his back and his bones were broken.

Immediately afterwards, the hand knife flew past, and Fan Luo's head flew up from his body.

(.=)


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