Zhanxian

The wounds on Dragon Maniac's limbs quickly improved, and the effect of Eight Spins De Ling Zhi Yu Lu Dan's healing effect was astonishing. Even with a large body size like Dragon Maniac, this minor wound recovered extremely quickly.

“I planted it today.” In the face of Yang Chen's suggestion, the dragon freak admitted his failure directly: “Your family, you don't need my pointers. But now that we've reached this point, there are only two left, isn't it a waste of opportunity that I won't be taught? ”

This guy seems to have been obeyed by Zhou Xian's lesson. The tone of speech is no longer slightly arrogant, and his attitude is normal. But it's undeniable that this guy is a cowboy, even though he's admitted to losing, but as he said, with this opportunity, you have to see it. Seventy-two days of goodbye, almost this last shiver.

“Ling, talk to Mr. Long.” Since the dragon madman has admitted to losing, Yang Chen did not stimulate him verbally, and even the previous point was changed to consultation.

Gong Sun Ling also honestly walked in front of the dragon madman and reached out and made a request. This time no longer as a point of reference, naturally that kind of courtesy is not necessary.

Dragon maniacs are no longer in the shape of dragons, they are human again. The colour of the god on his face is no longer a previous pride, but rather a very serious one.

Yang Chen's wives and concubines, the demonstrated fighting power almost drove the dragon madman mad. So far, he had to give twelve points of attention and consult with Sun Ling. Of course, he also understood that Sun Ling was not the toughest one, but the previous games he had failed, it seemed that none of his opponents were the toughest.

But since Yang Chen has kept Sun Ling and Gao Yue behind Zhou Xianying, the strength of Sun Ling and Gao Yue must be terrible. Dragon maniacs are just arrogant, but not stupid.

“We use the simplest method, touching hard, punching hard, how about that?” Faced with the calming grandson Ling, the dragon thought about it and made a suggestion that he himself felt was most reliable.

“Yes!” Sun Ling nodded directly.

Not far away Yang Chen already wanted to cover her eyes and sigh. Dragon maniac doesn't know if it's really stupid or unlucky, how can you make such a suggestion? What's the difference between fighting Sun Ling and dying?

Unfortunately, Dragon Maniac doesn't know what kind of stupid advice he made. If it's just a normal battle, I'm afraid Sun Ling will have to lean on defense most of the time and drain Dragon Maniac to death. But straight to the punch, that victory and defeat can be divided in an instant.

Although the dragon madman's changing figure looks very thin and looks like a schoolboy, when his fist blows over, it doesn't feel like it at all. Instead, it is superior to the original character of the dragon madman.

Nor did Gongsun Ling despise the dragon madman, accumulating momentum for a long time. He fired a fist at the dragon madman and went up.

Neither fist was too big, smashed directly together, bombarded, within hundreds of miles of each other, the whole shocked into dust.

In the eyes of the dragon fanatics, such a punch should allow the grandson Ling to be knocked off instantly. He is in good control and should not seriously injure his grandson Ling, but minor injuries are inevitable. Don Jinxian master, fight with a Tianxian master, if he can't win yet, how can he face to face?

It's just that when the fist touches, the dragon maniac finds something wrong. In the spark room, he released 100 percent of the force he had just left behind. This punch, I'm afraid, is by no means as simple as it looks.

The fists of the two of them were only for a moment, but in the mind of the dragon madman, it was as if they had punched millions of tens of millions or more monks. His power is infinitely dispersed, but his opponent's power is completely concentrated.

The dragon madman's whole body flew, like an arrow off a string, towards the rear. Man was still in the air, his whole body had heard a broken bone, his mouth was forced to spit a breath of blood, his body flew unfinished, and he had passed out in the air.

Yang Chen had foreseen this situation in the morning. When the dragon freak flew out, Yang Chen also flew out. But one is passive, and one is active.

After catching the dragon maniac's body in mid-air, Yang Chen did not dare to stop him at once. Instead, he flew smoothly for a period of time. After some residue was eliminated, this put the dragon maniac down gently.

By the time he flew, Yang Chen had buried several Ganoderma jade in the dragon madman's body. Finally, he had hung a small life of dragon madman in time. After landing, it was a large pile of Lingzhi Yulu Dan, stuffed into the mouth, buried on the body, it took almost hundreds of Lingdan before and after, which watched the dragon frenzy slowly start to recover.

Finally, after a little half an hour of help, the dragon madman woke up in the shadows. As soon as I woke up and saw Yang Chen, I could not help but spit out another bite of blood. This time it wasn't because of the injuries, it was purely because of self-inflexibility.

Don Dragon's Golden Immortal master, and a human Tianxian Little Brother against the fist, actually lost a mess. His whole body was almost punched and he threw up blood all over his body. This is also obviously the reason for the mercy of the other party's men, who would otherwise have become a mess of meat. Dragon maniacs threw up blood because they recognized that.

Of course, the dragon madman would never have thought that the number of his boxing masters, far more than a million, was billions. The demonic realm is already refining, and the number of demonized demonic beasts alone has exceeded billions. That is, the heavenly robbery is not yet queued up, otherwise, the sane and sober monks alone will have to reach almost billions.

Forgive me, but the power in Dragon Crazy's fist is divided into billions of pieces, and not many pieces are left. It is all within the reach of the monks. But then the power of dragon maniacs is one thing, but the power of attacking dragon maniacs is another.

Neither Yang Chen nor Sun Ling wanted the dragon to die, so the third god was carefully calculated in mobilizing the geographic map power of the mountain river. But even so, the power of the billions of monks that erupted broke all the confidence of a dragon maniac with his body. Had it not been for Yang Chen's timely rescue, the best result of Dragon Crazy would have been to return to the state in which it had been sealed that year.

Gong Sun Ling was only a punch, which made the dragon freak realize that he had just replaced a stronger and better body shell, nothing else had changed. In front of Yang Chen's family, Dragon Crazy has no half advantage.