Chapter 110: Lion King turned

Yang An summoned the whistle of the whistle of the gods, and felt the shocked and fearful eyes of all around him. They couldn’t stand up with their hands and look at Huang Xiaolong with a cold look:
Don’t say I won’t give you a chance to call your martial arts!

Huang Xiaolong’s face was indifferent and he shook his head:
I can beat you if I don’t call Wuhun!

"What?!" The crowds suddenly felt a rush of sound.
Everyone around them feels that Huang Xiaolong is too mad. Even if the tenth-order early strong does not call out the martial arts, it is impossible to call Yang’an opponent of the Xiaotian lion!
And many people think that Yang An has no defense, Huang Xiaolong suddenly shot, this is a tie, otherwise, Huang Xiaolong can not be Yang An opponent.
Yang An Wen Yan, even more furious, behind the whistling lions, the whole body shines, suddenly soul, after the soul, Yang An whole body shape rose a big circle, hair golden, the whole look like a hair anger lion.
One soul, Yang An suddenly rushed to Huang Xiaolong, but when rushing past, Yang An stumbled and shaped like a drunk, but every step of the way, the whole body light will rise a big circle, while the surrounding air screams.
"Lion King Step!"
This is Yang's life-threatening skills.
The lion step, each step is opened, stimulating the power of space, producing a kind of impact gravity, the impact gravity of each step is superimposed together, and when it collides with the forward, it finally collides like a giant mountain.
When Yang An opened to the fifth step, the powerful collision force caused everyone around the square to stun and then retreat, and many buildings around the street also vibrated, cracked, and the gravel fell.
In the distance, Fei Rong also changed his face.
Although he has just broken through the tenth order, he is consciously facing Yang’s life-threatening skills and it is difficult to get it.
At this time, Yang An had already arrived three meters in front of Huang Xiaolong, and continued to open in one step, suddenly rushing to the chest of Huang Xiaolong.
And Huang Xiaolong seems to be too fast because of Yang’s body shape, and it’s too late to react.
Just when everyone thought that Huang Xiaolong was hit by Yang An, suddenly, Huang Xiaolong stood there and slammed.
"Crashing!"
The vindictiveness is followed by one heavy weight, such as a huge wave rolling forward.
"Boom!" Then a loud noise.
Yang An took a step back, and Huang Xiaolong stepped back six steps.
The time is temporarily stopped.
Everyone was shocked to see Huang Xiaolong, actually took it!
Yang An’s full blow, Huang Xiaolong actually picked up without calling out the Wuhun!
Although Huang Xiaolong retired five steps than Yang An, Huang Xiaolong did not call out the Wuhun, and did not use his life skills.
Yang An's face was ugly and gloomy. Then he raised his right hand and made a strange movement. His right hand swung slowly to the right and made a circle. At this time, the entire right arm robe was completely exposed. Strong right arm, above the right arm, a strip of blue ribs rises, flashing golden light, such as a strip of golden enamel, which seems to contain terrorist power.
"God king single arm fist!"
Yang An swung his right arm and suddenly rushed to Huang Xiaolong.
When Yang An attacked his right arm, there was no trace of movement in the left arm and the whole body. A huge punch was broken out, and the speed was so fast that even the tenth-order early strong man could not see clearly.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the huge punches that broke through the air. The blade of Shura did not know when it had appeared in his hands, and suddenly swung out.
Numerous blades appeared, two groups of hurricanes rotated, and the sound of whimper continued to come out, hitting with the one-armed boxing of the gods of Yang An, constantly impacting and smashing.
After a stroke of hell, the figure of Huang Xiaolong fluttered in the air, and in the midair, the blade of Shura waved down to Yang An.
Numerous blades of mans made up a storm, and the roar of the roaring sounds, Yang An looked terrified, panic and then retired, but what made him fear was that the rainstorm composed of the blade mans turned with the rotation, Yang An retired, and the figure retreated. At the time, a long sword appeared in the hand and came out in one fell swoop.
A huge sword slammed to the blade rain, but Yang An and all around saw it, and the huge sword stalked to the blade rain, and was instantly blocked by the blade rain.
Yang An continued to retreat. Every time he retreated, he attacked the blade and attacked the blade. After attacking more than a dozen swords, the blade rain was finally blocked.
Just as Yang An’s heart was loose, he suddenly saw that Huang Xiaolong, who was in the middle of the air, was constantly rotating, and a thunder light appeared. The thunder light formed a thunder, spreading to the surrounding, and the power of destruction was pervasive.
Yang An looked at the thunder that had permeated him. He was shocked and swayed out of the sword. However, he immediately swallowed his sword and even attacked him along his sword.
Yang An could not escape, was hit by the thunder, the whole body suddenly trembled, and took a few steps back, and the chest hit by the thunder was blackened.
At this time, another slap in the face.
Yang An was horrified, but he had just escaped and had two attacks.
Two hits, Yang An could not help but screamed.
Then, after several lightning strikes, when Yang hit again, Yang An was shot and flew out into the buildings on both sides of the street. The buildings on both sides of the street collapsed.
"Little Master!"
"Big brother!"
Zhu Yi and other Yangfu masters were shocked, and they were about to step forward. Suddenly they came to the top of the sea and stopped Zhu Yi and others. Zhu Yi looked and the shot was the Fei Hou.
"Fei Hou, you!" Zhu Yi was furious.
"This is a duel between the two of them, no one can intervene!" Fei Hou cold channel.
Zhu Yi is angry and angry, but he also knows that if Fei Hou blocks, it is impossible for them to break through the defense.
At this time, Huang Xiaolong floated down from the air, Yang An slowly stood up from the ground, Huang Xiaolong looked at Yang An from the ground, had to admit that Yang An defense with 12 first-class martial arts is indeed very strong, Even the tenth-order powerhouse who generally has a ten-level martial arts is hit by his thunder of Fengdu, and it is impossible to stand up.
After Yang An stood up, he roared in the sky and looked at Huang Xiaolong with his eyes red. The hate and the killing in the eyes were so strong that everyone in the distance was shocked.
Yang An, the first enchanting genius of the extraterritorial kingdom, was defeated by a young boy of five or six years old! And it is a shameful shame for him if the other party does not summon the martial arts!
The eyes of everyone around him seemed to be tied to him with a thorn!
"Death, die, die!" Yang An only killed in the heart, only killing.
He actually gave birth to a golden hair like a lion.
"The Lion King is transformed!"
This is his 12th-class martial arts soul, the second sacred soul that the Xiaotian lion waking up when he broke through the seventh-order metamorphosis.
After the lion changed his body, his body rose again, his body was golden, such as a layer of gold paint, his eyes were golden, and a more horrible breath than before was sprinkled from his body.