Chapter 339: The Sorrow and Strangeness of the Silver Dragon Boy

"Oriental children, this seat will definitely peel your skin and cramps, dry your body, and take it as a collection; The skull is made into a night pot to hold the holy urine of the seat; Your women, this seat will pamper them one by one, and then reward them to all the people, so that they will be forever lost in the sheng song, hahaha......"

The silver dragon boy was full of blood on the dragon's body, and the blood in the dragon's mouth was overflowing, just like the villain who had just been bullied by his partner and died suddenly turned over and became the master, extremely arrogant and angry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The old man couldn't help frowning, but he didn't say anything.

The distance between a saint and a scoundrel does not seem to be very large, and who has a rule that a saint cannot be a scoundrel?

The streamer that the silver dragon boy turned into followed closely behind Dongfang Xiaoshu three zhang away, the more he scolded, the happier he became, the more he scolded, the happier he became, as if Dongfang Xiaoshu had become a waste person at his disposal.

"Dongfang Xiaoer, aren't you very capable, kill the saint with two punches, if this spreads, the saints in the world will tremble, why are you running away like a lost dog now?"

"If you know each other, you will be arrested obediently, this seat promises not to kill you, and will torture you for ten or a hundred years, so that you will be a ...... in vain in this life"

The silver dragon boy was like crazy, laughing and insulting Dongfang Xiaoshu, but Dongfang Xiaoshu never stopped, nor did he fight back, which confirmed the guess in the heart of the silver dragon boy.

So he scolded more and more energetically, and he became more and more comfortable when he scolded, and he seemed to have found the feeling of being high in the past.

The Dongfang Xiaoshu, who had been fleeing three feet away, trembled violently, and the three-color aura of the invincible earth disappeared in the flicker, like the momentum of the undefeated god of war fell instantly, and the speed of electricity also slowed down.

"It must be that the time limit of the secret method is up, and I am suffering from the backlash of the secret method!"

The silver dragon boy thought with great certainty that the light in the dragon's eyes swelled, and the pleasure of hatred flowed through the dragon's body in an instant, and it seemed that even the physical injuries were not so painful.

"Hehe, Dongfang Xiaoer, you also have today, this seat counts, I won't torture you for ten years, a hundred years, and I will never let you die, in front of you, the woman who pampers you, it's very cool to think about it, hahaha......"

The silver dragon boy finally regained his rogue face, and his long dragon body suddenly accelerated, carrying the power of ten thousand jun to kill the Dongfang Xiaoshu.

Three zhang away, the small tree in the east is trembling.

Two zhang away, the small tree in the east fell down in trembling, and the momentum dissipated.

At a distance of one zhang, the small tree in the east staggered and fell to the ground, its shoulders rose and fell, and it coughed violently, and there was no momentum.

Half a zhang away, the silver dragon boy showed a cruel smile in his mouth, and he thought of thousands of tricks to torture Dongfang Xiao'er in his heart.

A foot away, his shoulders were undulating, and Dongfang Xiaoshu, who was coughing violently, turned around suddenly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth that had succeeded in his plan, staring at the silver dragon boy and winking.

The momentum of the sky suddenly rose, as if it was about to break through the sky and provoke the sky, hoping to be the same as the battle of the sky, exuding terror and unruliness in the fierceness and domineering.

The smile on the mouth of the silver dragon boy froze suddenly, and the soul of the dead was furious, and the feeling of fear instantly hit the whole body, like a layer of goosebumps.

A fist, a fist that can destroy a world and a world, like a demon king from the Nine Shadows, exudes an aura of terror and trembling, shattering everything and devouring everything.

The Earth Shattering Fist was even more violent than the two punches that smashed the big red-robed sage just now!

The huge dragon mouth of the silver dragon boy almost opened into a circle, and the huge dragon eyes revealed a sudden realization, and a look of fear and remorse.

The fist smashed firmly on the dragon body of the silver dragon boy, and it seemed that the silver dragon boy hit the fist directly with a greater ingredient than the fist smashing.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

The silver dragon boy clearly felt the sound of the dragon's body breaking and shattering, and a huge force that was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth raged in its body, crushing every bone of it.

Like a trumpet, the skin of the silver dragon boy exploded immediately after, and boiling dragon blood burst out; The dragon's scales that shimmered with silver light also shattered with a click, turning into fine crumbs and powder.

The Silver Dragon Boy had never felt so close to death, the door had been opened for it, and a suction force no less than a fist was sucking its soul.

It fears and struggles, but to no avail.

Dongfang Xiaoshu's angry punch can destroy the heaven and earth, causing a devastating blow and damage to the silver dragon boy, the long dragon body is directly broken into two, and the blood and scales of the body where the dragon head is located are flying, and the blood hole in the tattered ground is full of blood.

Seeing that it is impossible to live, death is inevitable.

However, Dongfang Xiaoshu didn't seem to want the Silver Dragon Boy to die happily in one punch, and letting him die happily was simply the greatest and most merciful gift to it.

So Dongfang Xiaoshu moved, stretched out his hand to collect the other body of the silver dragon boy into the bone ring, and at the same time the fist rose again, not shattering the ground, it turned into a sky-shaking fist, and the thud was like defeating the leather, venting the anger in his heart.

"Cub, what are you shouting, what is the ability of Fang Cai, you are scolding...... Your grandma's, let you squirt feces all over your mouth, and the master tore your stinky mouth and broke your dog's teeth......"

Dongfang Xiaoshu smashed down more than a hundred punches in an instant, scolding and wantonly mocking and insulting in his mouth, and the already tattered body of the silver dragon boy suffered a devastating blow again, blood flew sideways, and he fell downward like a gossamer.

The strange thing is that the blood flying sideways did not fly far, and gathered around Dongfang Xiaoshu as if he had received a summons, it turned out that he was collecting dragon blood.

The silver dragon is a rare bird and a different species in heaven and earth, and thousands of years ago it was a rampant divine beast, and its blood is definitely comparable to the dilution medicine, and there is no need to prove it at all.

In the world where the gods do not come out and the saints are respected, the silver dragon boy, as the sage of the dragon clan, was abused into such a miserable state, it felt a deep sorrow, gave birth to a trace of relief, and finally gave up the struggle infinitely aggrieved, no longer resisted the huge suction, and flew towards the gate.

"Shameless child, it's too powerful, the old man is invincible, let's go!"

The old man with the short knife was drinking, and the short knife spun and shot past the side of the small tree in the east, and his body flew backwards violently, as fast as lightning.

He is not stupid, the silver dragon boy has been beaten into that kind of miserable situation, and it seems that he can't survive, and it is useless for him to go up at this time, after all, the other party is a fierce man who kills the saint like slaughtering a chicken and killing a dog.

So he retreated in fear and fled like lightning, he even wondered if he was still a human saint, and the strong feeling of being killed at any time shattered his saint's high and high blows.

"Hmph, audacious!"

A breath that was not like the world suddenly rose from the head of the silver dragon boy, and instantly enveloped the Dongfang Xiaoshu, snorting coldly and shouting angrily, as if it was far away from the world, but it reached the ears of the Dongfang Xiaoshu.

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