Wang Fan roared angrily, and the Golden Martial Saint King broke the formation spell, making him look like an invincible god of war, the golden armor was shining, and the divine sword was dazzling.

The dragon god roared and pounced, his eyes already red.

The battle, which was even fiercer than just now, began to be staged.

The dragon god's scales were indestructible, but he didn't dare to let Wang Fan's Panying Sword slash several swords in the same place, so he went crazy and took attack as defense.

Long Yan, Purple Thunder, and Fixation, endlessly, greeted Wang Fan one after another, and the body was even more like a mad dog, relying on his own blood thickness and high defense, rushing forward in the face of the sword light, even if he was killed, he had to carry the attack.

Wang Fan flew up and down, rushing left and right, avoiding the dragon god's attacks one after another, during which the Panying sword was swung out continuously, and the sword light swept away in panic, leaving wounds on its body.

Roar!

The wild Jiao pounced, extremely hideous, opened its bloody mouth, and its fangs were terrifying, wanting to swallow Wang Fan alive.

Wang Fan's body was like a flying swallow, stepping into the air, and at the same time retreating, a sword slashed out, the sword light was as fast as lightning, right in its face, the terrifying sword qi erupted, collided with the head, and made a golden sound, which could break a layer of scales, and the dragon god appeared from the center of his eyebrows to his chin, and a straight blood line appeared, and there were blood beads oozing out, but that's all.

Roar!

It rushed out directly, regardless of it, and took the opportunity to approach Wang Fan.

The dragon flame was rolling, the purple thunder followed, Wang Fan turned over and staggered the two, the person was in the air, holding the divine sword, intending to swing the sword light.

The dragon god roared angrily, his eyes suddenly glowed, and he used the old driver's gaze, freezing the space around Wang Fan and fixing him in the air.

Wang Fan was not good, such a despicable trick was tried and tested, he still hadn't found a way to crack it, and the dragon god would have to hit it once when he used it, and he couldn't solve it.

Sure enough, in the short second that the body was fixed, its follow-up measures had already followed, and the huge Jiaowei was pumped on Wang Fan's body, and the body protection qi shield shaped like a golden battle armor withstood the attack for him, but the body was pulled back and fell directly into the purple thunder and dragon flame.

"Wang Fan!" Mo Yu lost his voice.

Sniff sneer

Wang Fan finally tasted the taste of being electrocuted and barbecued at the same time, it was simply "lustful to death"!

The Gang Qi Cover blocked the ninth-layer Long Yan and Purple Thunder, but it was also dulled by this set of combination punches, and the cracks were dense, and they let out a moan that was about to collapse.

"!"

Wang Fan didn't dare to delay for a moment, and immediately repaired the Gang Qi Hood, which was the lifeline of the mage, and breaking the Cover would most likely mean death.

Roar!

He had just flown out of the terrifying attack of Long Yan and Zi Lei, his body was shining with golden light, and the sword light was soaring into the sky, and he was about to fly away, when there was a deafening moan in his ears.

This sound wave actually has a strong penetrating power, and it is the same as the "old driver's gaze", ignoring the Gang Qi Hood, directly drilling into Wang Fan's ears and acting on the soul.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, Wang Fan felt that his head was smashed with a titanium alloy pan, his mind was blank, he couldn't see, hear, smell, dizzy, and didn't know where he was.

"Rub!

Wang Fan's heart was cold, and it took a full three seconds for him to regain his consciousness and overcome the attack of the sound wave on his soul.

But his heart was cold! It was three seconds...... For a battle of their level, a stunned kung fu could kill you, let alone three seconds!

Sure enough, as soon as he regained consciousness, a cyan paw like a Ferris wheel was reflected on his retina.

The distance of two or three hundred meters is simply more than enough for the speed of the dragon god.

"Fake!" Wang Fan's face froze, and he hurriedly used his Gang Qi with all his might, continuously converging on the Protective Body Gang Cover, strengthening the cover wall many times, more than three meters thick, like a huge golden ball of light, forming a very tough turtle shell.

The next moment, the claws attacked.

Bang!

The dragon god has been preparing for a long time, how can he miss?! He directly grabbed Wang Fan with one palm in his hand, clasped his four claws, and wanted to pinch him into a pulp.

"You didn't expect it, right? This king's move is called the Divine Dragon Soul Roar! Condense all his soul power, launch a fatal blow, ignore any physical defense, and directly act on the soul!" The dragon god's voice is very hideous, his eyes are fierce and bloodthirsty, but his appearance is a little weak, it is obvious that the move "Divine Dragon Soul Roar" consumes him very much, and using his soul as a weapon to hit other people's souls is a trick to kill a thousand enemies and damage eight hundred.

Wang Fan held up the body protection shield with all his strength, resisting the terrifying force of a whole claw, and gritted his teeth and said: "The real chicken will put gold on his face, and the dragon will shake the soul and roar? I think it's the anal crack sound of a fat worm! It's really ugly, as if the chrysanthemum has been stabbed!"

Fighting requires momentum, as the so-called loser does not lose the battle, even if he is beaten down, and then pinched his neck and pressed against the wall, he cannot be soft, but he must have a fierce face and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the other party's face, which is the ultimate meaning of fighting.

"Human, it's over, I've won, you can die!"

Obviously, the dragon god didn't intend to talk nonsense with him, and didn't want to produce any variables, so he pinched it fiercely and tried its best to pinch Wang Fan to death as a small insect.

"Don't think!"

Wang Fan roared angrily, resisted frantically, and the Gang Qi in his body poured into the Gang Qi Hood as if he didn't want money, confronting the Dragon God.

"It's useless! Even if you can hold out for a while, it's in vain! My physical strength is endless, as long as I live, it will be endless, and your mana will recover slowly, and when the shield breaks, it will be when you die!"

"! Just because you can't do it doesn't mean that others can't either, I'll show you what a real man is! Wang Fan's face flushed, and he roared angrily while holding on.

"Okay, how long can I see how long you can last?" The dragon god knew that playing tricks was not Wang Fan's opponent, so the strength in his hand gradually increased, and he almost used his strength to eat.

How strong is the dragon's physical strength? Just look at its size larger than a mountain!

Click, click, click

Countless fine cracks appeared on the surface of the golden turtle shell, as dense as a spider's web, but it was quickly repaired by wisps of Gang Qi and looked new.

The scene fell into a stalemate, Wang Fan gave up all means of attack, and strengthened the shield with all his might, the hardness was very against the sky, it could not be broken, the hammer was not broken, a proper super turtle shell, the dragon god really couldn't help him for a while.

If he could, he would really like to put Wang Fan on the ground and step on it with his feet and pump it with his tail, and he would definitely be able to whip Wang Fan's turtle shell in a few clicks.

It's like pinching an egg with one hand and putting the egg on the table and patting it with your hand, both of which are the power of one hand, but they are two different concepts.

But it knew that once he let go, Wang Fan would be able to escape without a trace in an absolute instant.

(End of chapter)