"If I kill you, I will take the fish people to Nanling City, I will turn the entire Nanling City into a city of fish people, follow my prosperity, and those who oppose me will die." I advise you not to bother with that, and go to Lao Xu's daughter. I'll soon turn his daughter into a fish-man, and if she doesn't want to, I'll kill her too, and bury her with Lao Xu. In this way, their father and daughter can be regarded as reunited, presumably Lao Xu should thank me, haha, who asked us to be brothers for more than ten years. As for your parents, haha, no less!" Fishman Lao Huang laughed uncontrollably.

"I advise you to be a person!" Zhang Qingyang's head jumped with bruises.

The fish-man Lao Huang smirked and strode forward, like a cloak and rain, surrounded by clouds, and the harpoon stabbed in the face like an evil dragon that set off the wind and waves.

Zhang Qingyang urged the dragon to travel to the extreme, like a dragon chopping waves, meandering. As soon as he got closer to the fish-man, he found that the air had increased moisture and resistance, as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and he had to exert more effort to move smoothly.

A person and a fish each show their stunts, and they all want to put the other party to death.

The incompetence of the Yaksha of the fish-man Lao Huang is indeed powerful, and every attack is as heavy as a thousand pounds, if it were not for the strength of the fish-man Lao Huang, he would not be able to exert the power of this battle trick at all. The fish-man Lao Huang danced the harpoon like a wind wheel, crushing the wind and rain into pieces.

After Zhang Qingyang groped for a while, he found that in places with deep water vapor, as long as he could follow the trend, he could give full play to the advantages of footwork.

Zhang Qingyang used his dragon to swim all over the world, wandering around the opponent non-stop, launching attacks from all directions. Under the cover of water vapor, it seems that there are countless shadows attacking the opponent at the same time.

The "bang" sound of the dragon's legs slapping the other party was endless, and the slime on the fish scales splashed in all directions. However, the fishman Lao Huang's body is extremely thick and heavy, and countless feet are whipped on him, no matter how the strength changes, whether it is drilling strength or explosive strength, it is difficult to cause affected damage to the other party.

At first, the fishman Lao Huang also paid attention to guarding against his dragon legs, but when he found that the opponent's leg method completely took his own fish scales, he simply gave up the defense, and a harpoon was used to the extreme.

Both of them used all their strength, although Zhang Qingyang had no way to take him, but the fishman Lao Huang's harpoon couldn't touch the corner of Zhang Qingyang's clothes.

Time passed minute by minute, Zhang Qingyang was very anxious, and he only had three minutes to dominate the battle body. If you can't solve your opponent within three minutes, you will be completely reduced to a lamb to the slaughter.

Although Zhang Qingyang was anxious, there was no change in his face. Still calm and composed, his mind was racing to think of a way to defeat the enemy.

The only consolation for him is that the fish-man Lao Huang stirs up the wind and rain, and every blow seems to be pressed down by a strong wind, which also makes Lao Huang have a lot of consumption.

Seeing the opportunity, a series of leg shadows flickered and drowned the fish-man Lao Huang.

The "bang bang bang" leg shadow has been from the fish-man Lao Huang's calf to his waist, chest, cervical vertebrae, and head.

The scales of the fish-man are stronger and more elastic than the iron armor, and can spread the attack to the whole body. This scale has been strengthened several times, and is much stronger than the scales of the Fishman Elite and the Fishman Leader.

The fishman Lao Huang didn't care, only used his hands to protect his eyes, and let Zhang Qingyang kick him.

"The flying dragon is in the sky!" Zhang Qingyang put his toes on his head a little, and his body flew up.

The fish-man Lao Huang felt a hint of crisis, and hurriedly raised his harpoon and stabbed at Zhang Qingyang.

The wind is blowing, and the evil Jiao is roaring!

A tomahawk fell, and the harpoon was cut in half.

"Chop, chop, chop!" A series of leg shadows like a tomahawk falling from the sky constantly stood on the fishman Lao Huang.

The fish-man Lao Huang suddenly oozed blood, although the fish scale defense was amazing, but he was still shocked by the strength of his legs and became an internal injury.

Zhang Qingyang slashed out more than a dozen legs with all his might, and he also had to take a break. He secretly said with joy in his heart: "After all, I am still injured!"

As soon as he was about to fall, a fierce gaze suddenly erupted in the eyes of the depressed old Huang, and his huge body suddenly pounced on him and grabbed Zhang Qingyang's ankle. Fiercely slammed into the ground.

It is not easy to dominate the battle body, and as soon as he exerts his strength, he will break free from the hands of the fishman Lao Huang.

A man and a fish fought in close quarters, rolling and tearing on the ground like two shrews.

The fish-man Lao Huang lost his harpoon, and the Yaksha's invincible battle trick was suddenly impossible to use. Zhang Qingyang's foundation is much thicker than him, and he has also learned many fighting techniques from Li Congjun that kill with one blow in the army. In hand-to-hand combat, he quickly gained the upper hand.

When a man and a fish were rolling on the ground and fighting, Zhang Qingyang suddenly felt that a powerful force was rapidly leaving him like a tide, and Zhang Qingyang's heart was suddenly cold.

Three minutes passed so quickly!?

Zhang Qingyang gathered his last strength and blasted towards the fishman Lao Huang's vital point, as long as this punch can punch his brain from the temple, he can basically lock the battle!

The fish-man Lao Huang was terrified, he had a body that definitely surpassed the opponent's strength, but he couldn't show it, in the face of the last punch, the fish-man Lao Huang was afraid!

"Bang!" The power of this punch is much weaker than expected!

The fish-man Lao Huang was amazed and then ecstatic, and the strength of the other party was rapidly weakening.

As soon as he used his strength, he flipped Zhang Qingyang out of his body, and under great joy, he immediately got up, and his terrible claws grabbed Zhang Qingyang's face.

"I have to say that I underestimated you and almost broke it in your hand. Luckily, luck is on my side, and now I'm going to dig out your heart, then divide your body, and finally give your body to those stupid fishmen. The fish people will be happy to have a human to serve their lunch. ”

Zhang Qingyang was desperate, the time to dominate the battle body was too short, if there was a Titan cat that could be combined, he believed that with the battle body, it would be enough to defeat and solve the fishman Lao Huang.

But now that the Titan hasn't woken up yet, there's no way to deal with the fish-man Lao Huang!

"No, there is a way!" Zhang Qingyang suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

The heart brick slammed over, and the fish-man Lao Huang suddenly shook and sat on the ground.

After a fierce battle for a long time, his resistance to spiritual attacks was indeed much reduced.

Zhang Qingyang earned a way to live for himself.

Zhang Qingyang pulled out the rat bone sword, pounced with the last remaining strength, and sat on his body, the rat bone sword stabbed down from his chest with all his might.

Once again, the hard scales played a vital role, and the rat bone sword couldn't pierce his scales.

Coupled with the slime on the fish scales, the power of the rat bone sword was greatly reduced.

After just two attempts, the fish-man Lao Huang recovered.

As soon as he saw Zhang Qingyang, he immediately reached out and grabbed it.

The two pieces of soul tied together only smashed the past, and the fish-man Lao Huang fell into a brief coma again.

"Little fire!" Zhang Qingyang consciously communicates the bridge of the heart.

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