Chapter 811: Son of Flame! Battle battle battle

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The desert emperor has lived this life and has never seen such a magnificent scene. Those crabs of all shapes and sizes, like eating spring ~ medicine, are rolling in the gravel, chasing, slapstick, "playing", juice Fly sideways.
And this whole desert can be regarded as the incarnation of the desert emperor. In other words, these hundreds of thousands of millions of various types of crabs are to use the desert emperor as a bed and mate with him ~ Or even spawning ...
crazy!
For a time, the desert emperor had a strong urge to slap Wang Yan's slap.
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Apart from the dumbfounded people in the stands, they were also shocked.
How does the child of flame grow? It was actually possible to come up with this method to crack the desert emperor's big move. It is conceivable that the desert emperor must be disgusted now.
Hundreds of thousands, no, millions of crabs of all kinds laid out on him, this scene is really chilling.
"The poor monk thought it was a nightmare to fight the Pharaoh." Liu Wu halted his scalp and swallowed with horror. "As one of his enemies, one is worse than the other."
"Agree, in short, I don't want to fight him again, this is a big move." Paladin Ulysses nodded, "Even if the desert emperor wins this game, he will live a lifetime." Psychological shadow. "
"Sure enough, this guy has no discipline and bottom line." Indira, the Shiva goddess hiding in the corner, said with a red face in disgust, "This trick is too disgusting. In short, you have to hide him from this fox friend. Further."
Rao is calm and calm with Lei Hong, and can't help feeling that some faces are hot and some are ashamed. Can Comrade Lao Wang's tricks be changed again?
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"Lao Sha." Wang Yan waved the warhammer and packed up some of the remnants of the desert guards. He laughed aloud. "If you feel you can't bear it, you can surrender."
surrender! ?
These words didn't make the desert emperor angry, so I just wanted to get sick of some crabs ...
Hello!
What are your king crabs doing? Don't ... don't put juice, ... too ...
"Haha, Laosha, I found you." Wang Yan's eyes lit up and laughed loudly, "This time, I see where are you going?" During the speech, Wang Yan burst into flames.
He grabbed it, and the blazing flames gathered into his palm.
"Burst!"
A fiery ball of fire dragged the long flame tail to the corner of the desert.
The pure Yang Divine Skill that Wang Yan learned is a peerless Divine Skill that refines his body and develops his potential. There are not many cheats for pure Yang Shengong how to exert energy.
This should be some ideas of the ancestors, the moves are dead, and the people are alive.
Every successor of pure Yang Shengong should develop his own combat skills and tricks.
As a modern youth, Wang Yan, there is no lack of games. This explosion of fire is exactly imitating the tricks of the Master in World of Warcraft. The pure flame crit is simple and direct.
"boom!"
The fireball exploded in the desert and instantly burst into a crater with a diameter of tens of meters. Countless crabs turned into coke fragments, and the gravel flew all over the sky.
The sky of yellow sand gradually condensed into a figure, he was holding a golden scepter, and his clothes were a little ragged and black. The eyes under the golden mask were filled with slowly angry colors: "Your kid is too much, can such a nasty move come to mind?"
"Oh, look at what you said." Wang Yan said with a smile. "We are the finals, naturally, what are the tricks, what kind of tricks. What's more, Laosha doesn't see much of your tricks. He hides himself. Get up, and then consume me with a steady stream of puppet soldiers. I want to kill me alive, how shameful and shameless. If you have the ability, you and me are tough. "
The face under the desert emperor's mask was black, and he said angrily: "You are good at melee, I am good at ancient Egyptian magic. Isn't it the same tactic?"
However, he also knows that playing mouth guns with Wang Yan is only self-inflicted. He glared and said, "However, since you like to play close combat, I will satisfy your curiosity. Don't complain if you lose."
The Emperor of the Desert knew that Wang Yan's flamboyant bomb had been particular about it, and it must have left a breath of flame on him. At this time, he would not be tempted to reapply the skill.
"Melee, I like what I like." Wang Yan shook the hammer that weighed hundreds of pounds and said with a smile, "Lao Sha, don't cry because I beat it."
"It's you who should cry."
The emperor of the desert was annoyed, too lazy to talk nonsense with Wang Yan, the golden scepter emptied, and an invisible wave spread to all directions, covering the whole desert.
This desert, which occupies one-third of the island area, has turned into dozens of rolling salons, and has been circulated around the desert emperor.
That scene was just as magnificent as possible.
The intestinal son slipped away first, and all the remaining crabs came back to him and ran back to the sea.
A dozen or so salons gradually attached to the desert emperor, as if putting him on a gravel armor.
How heavy is that huge desert?
Wang Yan is incalculable, but the armor of the desert emperor is too big. In just a few seconds, he turned into a mountain-like terrorist warrior.
The gravel draped over him, thick and strong, like a armor made of stones.
"Boom!"
He stomped on the bare island, and the whole island shivered and waved out.
The desert emperor at the moment is like a of ancient giants who stepped on the ground with blue sky above his head. Wang Yan floated in front of him like a fly mosquito.
After a few seconds.
Wang Yan looked at the giant who was taller than the ordinary mountains, and a bunch of words spewed out of his mouth: "I rely on, Laosha, you are going to go against the sky! Ultraman is only a dwarf compared with you after he turned. what."
"Son of flames, don't you want a melee?" The desert emperor's voice rumbled like thunderous bursts, "Don't hurry and roll over to fight yet?" A huge arm stretched out, hooking his finger at Wang Yan as if Say it incomparably, cut the wood, babe ~
Wang Yan's mouth twitched, hitting, beating your soul. Laosha, you put a lot of desert gravel on your body and solidified a huge body, just an arm, no less than tens of tons to hundreds of tons.
This fist thumps down, fearing that even the aircraft carrier will be thrashed by you. My pharaoh wants to play melee with you, fearing that it will be treated as a fly and you will be photographed as a minced meat.
"Actually, I still prefer long-range combat, so at least it's more elegant." Wang Yan's muscles twitched in his face, and he threw it out with a burning hammer.
The Warhammer suddenly turned into a flaming meteorite shell, whistling and blasting to the incomparably huge desert emperor.
The Emperor of the Desert lifted his palm to stop it, slammed, the warhammer penetrated its palm like a bullet, the big and big gravel burst like a maiden's scattered flower, and the center of the huge palm was drilled a few meters in diameter. Holes.
But before Wang Yan smiled, the hole healed at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the palm pierced by the hole was soon intact.
This! This! This!
Wang Yan's scalp tingled for a while, and this deserted giant was too terrifying and perverted.
"Oh, if you don't come, then I'll come." The desert emperor stepped hundreds of meters in one step, and the whole island was rumbling, leaving a huge footprint on the ground. A punch hit Wang Yan.
That punch, the boxing power is bland, but it contains the terrible power of ruining the world.
Just by the impact of the fist, the world seems to have changed color.
Before the fist arrived, a violent wind came first, and Wang Yan's cheeks were as painful as the knife was cutting. In the face of this punch, even if Wang Yan conceited his own strength, he did not dare to greet him at all. The wings flew violently and instantly tore open the space to a distance of more than 100 meters.
"boom!"
Huge and unmatched fists wiped Wang Yan dozens of meters away, and the turbulent wind rose so that Wang Yan was falling in the air, almost unable to stand.
"Son of Flame, what do you hide?" The desert emperor's sneering voice sounded, "Don't you like to fight hard and fight hard? Don't hide in Tibet like a lady." .
Poor Wang Yan, who was good at mouth guns, was picked up by the desert emperor. I really wanted to slap him, but I couldn't really touch him, so I had to dodge again and again. He was embarrassed to hide from Tibet.
In that kind of scene, it was like an adult taking a fly to flap a small fly.
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"Hahaha! I said Pharaoh will lose it." Ulysses, with cold sweat, smirked with pride, "You look really embarrassed." Seeing the desert emperor finally prevailing again , He was great from start to finish. Out of trust in the desert emperor, he put all his life on top, just to make more money.
But as soon as his voice fell, he felt several cold eyes shoot at him, making him creepy and shivering.
A group of lesbians all glared at him, sneering, sneering or angry in their eyes.
Ulysses was cold, grinning, and a group of girlfriends who had forgotten Pharaoh were not far away. Especially the bright virgin of our family is sullen and sullen, his eyes sweeping around him like a bone scraper.
"Pharaoh, come on, I support you." In desperation, Ulysses had to wave his fist to cheer for Wang Yan. The look and movement was really wonderful, as if he was really cheering for Wang Yan.
The women snorted each other, too lazy to take care of the seemingly loyal, but unscrupulous Paladin uncle. Thick worries floated on their respective pretty faces. The desert emperor turned into a terrified desert giant, Wang Yan, did he really have the means to go against the sky?
difficult! difficult! difficult!
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