Chapter 279: As thick as a city wall

Qiantang asked aloud in confusion.
The crowd onlookers screamed again, because at this time the little fire dragon rolled around after being beaten into the sky by the Qiantang, and then went around to the back of the Qiantang and came straight to the back of his head.
Jiang Zhou curled up his mouth and smiled without speaking.
However, Qiantang felt a faint burning sensation behind him and the sound of breaking wind. He hurriedly turned his head and saw that the little fire dragon was less than one meter away from him.
"Black Flame Shield!" Qian Tang hurriedly shouted, the black flame on his arm soared, forming a shield formed by flames.
boom! The little fire dragon slammed heavily on the shield of the Qiantang, a huge aura exploded, and black and red flames were mixed with flying around.
Qiantang arched and withstood the huge impact, and slid backwards after being blown up, plowing two ditches with his feet on the ground.
"Huh...huh...huh." Qiantang panting heavily, turned his head to look at Jiang Zhou, and said, "The kid is good."
"Hahaha." Jiang Zhou chuckled, looking at Qiantang and said: "The means are naturally available, these are just the tip of the iceberg."
"Hahaha." Qian Tang straightened up and laughed, looking at Jiang Zhou and said: "Do you really take yourself seriously? Compliment you that you are really invincible?"
"Ah this." Jiang Zhou widened his eyes, looked at Qiantang and nodded, with a face of innocence and said: "Yes...I...invincible."
"Hahaha."
The brothers of the Blue Stars heard Jiang Zhou's words and laughed instantly.
Jiang Zhou pressed his hands down with a smile, and looked at Qiantang with a smile.
"It's so daring! Then I'll let you taste it." Qiantang saw that Jiang Zhou actually agreed directly and shouted with gloomy eyes: "Erysipelas... burst!"
When Jiang Zhou heard the erysipelas, he was not calm in an instant. Although the slot machine could analyze all the toxicity, he was afraid that the antidote would not be good enough, so he shouted: "Fire Dragon Technique!"
Seeing the aura quickly condensed on his arm, forming a small fire dragon, Jiang Zhou raised his hand and went straight to the front door of Qiantang.
"Shuanglong goes out to sea!" Jiang Zhou shouted again, his aura condensed again, and another small fire dragon threw towards the Qiantang.
Qiantang looked at the little fire dragons coming straight to him, and he kept scolding his mother, knowing that he couldn't hide, so he could only continuously inject aura into the black flame shield on his arm, trying to block it through this. Jiang Zhou's attack.
I saw the Black Flame Shield on Qiantang's arm skyrocketed, and it quickly rose to more than one meter wide and two meters high.
Boom... Qiantang smashed the huge black flame shield heavily on the ground, and the black flame rose up like a door to hell.
"Hey, I... handsome, I want it too." Jiang Zhou looked at the Black Flame Shield used by Qiantang and felt very handsome. Tears flowed from the corner of his mouth and looked at Qiantang and said: "Too handsome too. Cool, if this is used by me, how many little fans will have to gain."
Boom...boom...
Two loud noises drew Jiang Zhou's attention back.
After the smoke dispersed, Jiang Zhou discovered that Qiantang's Black Flame Shield had nothing to do.
"This defensive power... Tsk tsk." Jiang Zhou shook his head and said with a smile: "I want it even more."
"Hehehe." Qiantang sneered, pulled out the black flame shield from the ground, and gradually reduced it to a normal size, watching Jiang Zhou sneer and said, "I can get this technique at will? You deserve it too?"
"Hahaha...you don't understand this." Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows, looked at Qiantang and said, "Look at my aura armor, and put a shield on my left arm and a gun in my right... I'll go …I am the contemporary God of War!"
"Ha ha ha, the beauty you think!" Qian Tang sneered, waving the two narrow knives in his hands, and slashing straight to Jiang Zhou.
"I can't help myself, a spiritual cultivator tried to fight me close? I'm afraid you don't know how you died!" Jiang Zhou snorted, holding a gun in both hands, and stabbed directly to the Qiantang.
"Although I am a spiritual practitioner, many of my exercises can increase my self-protection ability, and more of it has changed my own abilities, so that I am not limited to magical techniques!" Qiantang stared at the river. Zhou said, and then jumped up, and the two knives slashed straight towards Jiang Zhou.
"It's a melee mage? But you are a spiritual practitioner...you want to compare this with me, a multi-attribute martial and spiritual dual-cultivator?" Jiang Zhou sneered and looked at Qiantang and said, "I will show you today. What is a true melee mage!"
"Should not be ashamed! Take to death!" Qiantang roared.
when!
With a crisp sound, the two knives in Qiantang's hand made a metal-like crash when they slashed on Jiang Zhou's candle dragon gun.
"Dead!" Qiantang roared, pressing Jiang Zhou down forcefully, and tried to cut off the candle dragon spear in Jiang Zhou's hand.
"Ha ha ha... You are not joking with me." Jiang Zhou sneered, with a slight force on his arms, he lifted the Qiantang out.
With Jiang Zhou's strength, Qiantang made a backflip in the air, and then knelt on the ground and slid back several meters before stabilizing his figure.
"There are two brushes... I might be underestimating you." Jiang Zhou looked at Qiantang and said with a smile, and then he changed the candle dragon spear in his hand into a golden jade pillar.
"What can change?" Qiantang's pupils shrank slightly, looking at the Jin Yuzhu in Jiang Zhou's hand in shock.
He didn't look carefully when the big golden brick turned into a candle dragon spear just now. At this time, the candle dragon spear turned into a Jin Yuzhu shocked his heart.
"It's amazing... it's amazing. This must be a good thing." Qiantang stared at the Jin Yuzhu in Jiang Zhou's hand and muttered to himself: "If I this weapon away and give it to Patriarch Fan, I will lose this little pill. What about the room? Maybe he can transfer me back to my job."
The greed in his heart suddenly rose, and the eyes staring at Jin Yuzhu gradually became blood red.
Looking at the appearance of Qiantang, Jiang Zhou played the Jin Yuzhu in his hand twice, and looked at Qiantang's mouth and said, "What's the matter, do you see my weapon?"
"Ha ha ha." Qian Tang sneered, then nodded very frankly, and said: "Good things are only worthy of the strong."
"I'm sorry, I am the strong one!" Jiang Zhou finished with a smile, holding sticks in his hands and looking at Qiantang and continued, "Are you ready to receive the baptism of the strong?"
"Hahaha." When Qiantang heard Jiang Zhou's words, he burst into laughter, looked at Jiang Zhou and said: "You don't know how to be ashamed, you are embarrassed to say such things?"
"Huh? Shame?" Jiang Zhou was taken aback, looked at Qiantang and asked: "Why am I ashamed? Is it shame to be honest?"
"Speaking big...Don't you feel ashamed?" Qiantangxie smiled and looked at Jiang Zhou and said, "Or...your face is as thick as a city wall?"
"Bah, baah." Jiang Zhou babbled several times, looked at Qiantang and said: "Your face is as thick as a city wall!"