Chapter 493: Ten. The. Rock (30)

"Slip... slip?"
Wiping the blood spittle from the corner of his mouth, Roland made a groaning question.
He has seen the same technique from Li Lin. If he wants to do it, he can also make a quick slide within 10 steps. However, like Azdahaka, it is easy to make a sliding step of about 20 steps, and it is still far from hitting the "inch" with his fist, not to mention the instantaneous movement of Li Lin.
Not even predicting the fate of the opponent's fist, and then there is no gap to take evasion.
"Pretend to stop here, crappy actor. Although I'm not a boxer, the punch was just a flowery one, but it also feels good."
Azdahaka, who had the upper hand, threw his fist and chuckled leisurely.
He has never really practiced boxing techniques such as "Cunjin" and "Sliding", but he was deeply impressed in his memory after being flattened by someone with this strange movement. The extraordinary physical strength reproduces a similar scene. But even the fists of the guns in the battlefield, made by the dragon clan, were enough to smash the giant rock with one blow.
The fist that struck Roland’s chest had no real sense of bone fragmentation, and the teenager embedded in the wall was extremely embarrassed, but he could still speak alive.
"Did you leap forward when you hit your fist, so you can get rid of your fist? It's really a clever trick."
"Different from your ancient species, I am just a weak human being."
Jumping out of the pit and readjusting his breath, Roland sank halfway. The starting hand of a punch.
Eight pole punches.
When the cultivation is completed, the whole body is covered with murder weapons. The blow that instantly concentrates the body's strength can even ignore the defense of the armor and give the enemy's internal organs a fatal blow. Without trauma, he was killed.
This is true for the armored humans. What if they were replaced by dragons with tough scales all over their bodies?
"Different human fists want to hit the dragon race? Didn't you wake up? Or can't you bear the fear of facing death? Can't bear it anymore? Hey, little master, please cheer up a little bit. You are the one who chose it anyway. Heir, don’t let me down."
Azdahaka looked at Roland with almost pity. Anyone with a normal mind will not think that he can knock down the Dragon clan with a fist. Will produce this kind of thinking. Obviously something went wrong with the mental state.
Even Minerva and Michelle think Roland is either crazy or stupid, and they must be one of them.
"Thanks to you, my present state can be said to be good and not to be better. Bastard trash like you. I will not be reconciled without a punch. Right. Just like Li Linhaibian you."
"Wh...?!"
"Finished."
Look straight at Azdahaka's murderous look. Roland said in an easy-to-use tone, the voice was crisp and loud, obviously intentionally.
Azdahaka is the best. It's all kinds of magic. If you take it seriously and launch a large-scale annihilation by technique or intensive bombing, Roland and the three of them will be difficult to escape from ascension, let alone seize the opportunity to fight back.
But he chose to attack Roland with a human fist.
"Dragons of the Tang family did this kind of human-like thing? Just to play prey? Or, through this seemingly unnatural behavior, let out the shame that was once knocked down by Li Lin?"
"Ao Ao Ao Ao--!!!!!!"
The roar from Azdar Haka's abdominal cavity was like a hurricane landing, and the roaring roof was lifted up in the roar of the sky, and the earth was unbearably full of humiliation and rage. Chimera, hiding in the rubble, fled into the woods without looking back. Minerva and Michelle, who were under the influence of Long Wei at close range, were paralyzed and unable to move.
The long roar came to an abrupt end, and the storm subsided. The clouds over Alcatraz Island disappeared without a trace, and all the creatures on the island were breathless and crawling on the ground. In the roar of the ancient angel messenger, all living beings prostrate on the ground, waiting for the fate to come while trembling.
Also a dragon, Niederhogger’s dragon power is enough to surrender to many creatures including dangerous species, but Azda Haka, which has a longer survival time, is clearly superior, and the murderous intention attached to the roar is almost Even Roland's knees were overwhelming.
Obviously after Niederhog's special training, he is somewhat immune, but it is also difficult to bear this roar.
Judging from this look, most of the inferences just made hit the bull's eye. Once the trauma of solace recurred, Roland's mean provocation ignited the anger in Azdahaka's heart.
"You guys... There are so many ways to commit suicide in the world, why do you choose the most painful one for yourself?"
Azdahaka lifted the corner of his mouth, the voice just fell. The Pillar of Fire exploded in succession in front of Roland's eyes. Although it was an active defensive magic "burst column", if it hits directly, its power is enough to cause death on the spot. Even if there is no hit, the flying pillar of fire is enough to make you stand still.
The pillar of flame erupted constantly around Roland, and it was too late to react. He was surrounded by flames. Rolling heat waves swept the whole body, eyebrows and hair were roasted and curled, and eyes were difficult to open. More dangerously, because oxygen was consumed rapidly, it became more and more difficult to breathe.
For up to two minutes, Roland would suffocate and be burned into a piece of coke.
The flame circle suddenly vacated a gap, opened the gap with "collapse", and a figure jumped out of it.
It's too late to rejoice, the iron fist that has already been ready to go is coming.
Azdahaka had long waited for Roland to jump out, and the powerful punches with scales on the surface to break through the atmosphere-as Roland said, once lost under Li Lin's fist. The humiliation and resentment that have accumulated since then must be repaid with fists in order to reduce it slightly. Even if the target in front of him is not Li Lin, it does not matter if it can bring Li Lin a major blow.
Embracing the thrill and accomplishment of revenge for success, fists and figures are intertwined and burst in the air.
The debris scattered, and the storm extinguished the flame~EbookFREE.me~ Its power is like detonating a small bomb. However, the object hit was not Roland's head, but the stone wrapped in clothes.
be cheated--
Recognizing that he was deceived by Roland, he was obsessed with ending his game with his fists under provocation, but instead was dragged into the trap, and the young man's fist hit the dragon's chin.
A terrifying uppercut, a roar that did not lose the grenade, rang through the room, and the incredible Azda Haka flew into the air with an incredible expression.
"You seem to think of yourself as an artist, but things like artists are famous after they die! Take your disgusting art and roll back to your hometown!"
Smashing the ground beneath his feet, he drove powerful enemies away with great power from all directions. The young man raised his fists and tried his best to make a roar. To be continued. .
ps: I was called by my girlfriend to work as a coolie, and then stewed turtle soup, I also knit a pair of gloves for me, so that I can wear it while typing, and my hands will not be cold... The feeling of surging in my heart is legend. Happiness in?
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