abolished the No. 5 dragonman, and the remaining five dragonmen were all killed, surrounding Wang Fatzi in the middle.

Wang Fatzi looked at the five dragonmen with his spare eyes, and slowly put on a starting pose of a military body fist, withdrawing his right leg, leaving his left fist in front and his right fist behind.

As soon as it was placed, it was beaten into a dog.

The five dragonmen swarmed up, and it was a violent beating without a head or face, which was not much stronger than a street thug fight.

But every punch and kick here is not something that ordinary people can bear.

In the words of the ancients, one punch can kill a cow.

One punch from these dragons, let alone killing a cow, is more than enough to kill a dinosaur.

"Groove!" Wang Fatzi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't stand the pain all over his body.

These dragon men didn't give Wang Fatzi a chance to breathe at all, and the attacks were endless, causing Wang Fatzi to retreat again and again.

As soon as he raised his left arm to block the fatal flying kick, before his right fist was punched, he was kicked in the stomach, and the whole person flew upside down, rolling on the ground again and again, like a rolling gourd.

"Phew!" Wang Fatzi spat out another mouthful of blood, looked around, and wanted to find a weapon to take advantage of, he was not an opponent at all if he kept fighting like this.

Seeing the treasure knife not far from him, Wang Fatzi instantly crossed three or four meters to the edge of the treasure knife, and the knife was still inserted in the dragon man who was killed by him, and he was just about to reach out to pull out the knife, when a strong wind hit.

Wang Fatzi subconsciously lowered his head and flashed, flashed a blow to the back of the head, but couldn't dodge the blow in front of him, he just lowered his head, and kicked a foot on the top of his head, kicking him out more than ten meters again.

Wang Fatzi was really angry, there were too many enemies, he was completely invincible with two fists and four hands, not to mention that the other party still had ten fists.

"Ahem" The fat man spat out another mouthful of blood, he looked at his right arm, and the bronze light on his right arm seemed to be brighter.

Wang Fatzi closed his eyes and felt it a little, and found that his strength seemed to have increased again.

He slowly put his right arm in front of him, and a light flashed on his right arm, shining in the afternoon sun.

The fat man closed his eyes and took a deep breath, a long and deep breath, as if the heavens and the earth were not filled with the smell of blood and rancidity, but endless power, and he wanted to suck the power into his body.

Surrounded by such a strong enemy, Wang Fatzi doing this kind of action is tantamount to looking for death.

Sure enough, the moment he closed his eyes, the dragonman's killing came, and the sharp claws that flashed with pitch black light went straight to the door of the fat man.

Seeing that the dragonman's claws took Wang Fatzi's eyes, and then looked at Wang Fatman, he closed his eyes and smiled obscenely, and he didn't know which beauty he thought he was thinking.

Seeing that Wang Fatzi's eyes were not in danger, at this critical moment, Wang Fatman's right hand appeared, firmly blocking the dragonman's claws.

This dragon man is the number one dragon man, seeing that Wang Fatzi's hand blocked his attack, the outstretched claws suddenly burst out with five flames.

At such a close distance, Wang Fatzi was unstoppable, and the flames erupted into a powerful high temperature, which instantly roasted Wang Fatman's face with all the moisture, not only making him lose a whole layer of skin on his face, but also burning Wang Fatzi's eyes at the high temperature.

Wang Fatzi screamed miserably, fell out, and then was besieged by the rest of the dragonmen.

Everyone saw that a layer of skin had fallen off Wang Fatzi's face, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to speak.

Wang Fatzi only felt that his face was hot and painful, and the pain was indescribable, and his eyes were extremely painful and he couldn't open them.

Then he flew out, and then he was hit hard by his body continuously, and he could only hold his head with his arms and curl up together, trying to protect his body.

Next, Wang Fatzi was beaten for nearly a minute, with all kinds of attacks, and finally Wang Fatzi was on fire and was kicked out like a ball.

"When the narrow road meets, the brave wins, and the big thing rushes forward, only by rushing forward, can there be a way out, and only then can you go home!" The voices that once appeared, again appeared.

Next, Wang Fatzi only felt that his whole body was full of infinite strength, and a cool breath lingered on his face and eyes, and soon he felt that his face and eyes were cold, as if he had rubbed alcohol.

In the next second, Wang Fatzi's eyes suddenly opened, shining brightly, and when he looked around, he happened to see the treasure knife that he wanted to pull out before, but couldn't pull out.

Stretching out his hand, the treasure knife was like being attracted by a magnet, and it directly flew the knife into Wang Fatzi's right hand.

The knife was still stuck in the corpse of the dragon man, and the fat man stepped on the corpse of the dragon man, and then slowly pulled out the treasure knife.

The treasure knife was actually affected by the bronze light on the arm, and it was faintly covered with a layer of bronze.

The action of Wang Fatzi trampling on the corpse of the dragon man obviously angered the remaining dragon people.

Those dragonmen roared and rushed over, and Wang Fatzi also roared angrily and rushed towards those dragonmen.

The No. 1 dragonman is getting closer and closer, and his body is already on fire, turning into a flame dragonman.

"Knife Qi!" Wang Fatzi roared angrily, the light on the knife instantly skyrocketed by more than a meter, Wang Fatzi jumped up directly, raised the knife with both hands over his head, and slashed Huashan with a force, sinking vigorously, and went straight to the flame dragon man.

The flame dragonman looked up to the sky and roared, a fireball was only the size of a fist at first, but as the dragonman's roar grew bigger and bigger, it finally formed a huge fireball with a diameter of about two meters.

The huge fireball rolled in, and Wang Fatzi split Huashan with one move, bursting the huge fireball, and countless sparks splashed everywhere, as if a huge firework was released.

Then there was a loud bang, like a giant bell falling to the ground.

Wang Fatzi's knife slashed on the body of the No. 1 dragonman, and the knife slashed diagonally from the top left to the bottom right, but it didn't even hurt the skin of the dragonman, and was protected by the dragonman's flame armor.

Wang Fatzi was surprised, and the No. 1 dragon man sneered.

But in the next second, Wang Fatzi held the knife in his left hand, made a fist with his right hand, and smashed the back of the knife with a punch.

"Dang" was another loud bang, sparks flew everywhere, and the flame armor of the No. 1 dragonman burst on the spot.

Wang Fatzi didn't mean to stop, his right fist smashed down again and again, and the knife that couldn't even break the dragon skin was smashed into it by Wang Fatman's punch, and the blood flowed down the knife surface, ticking, bright red, and eye-catching.

The No. 1 dragon man still can't seem to believe it, and in the next second, Wang Fatzi's whole person jumped up, his right arm shone brightly, and he smashed a fist into the right shoulder of the No. 1 dragon man.

Unexpectedly, the body of the No. 1 dragon man was neatly smashed down from the position where the knife was cut.

Needless to say, Dragonman No. 1 is dead.

Wang Fatzi grabbed the handle of the knife and kicked the remaining half of the dragonman's corpse away, only then did he grin and look back at the rest of the dragonmen who had been exploding behind him.

In order to kill the No. 1 dragon man in front of him, Wang Fatzi was really ruthless enough to himself, and he didn't want any chrysanthemums.

This made Wang Fatzi find the feeling of going to school and fighting in groups, no matter how many of you beat me, Lao Tzu found the right one to fight and beat him to death.

Even if he was beaten in the end and his face was covered in blood, lying on the ground like a dead dog, at least he pulled a cushion.

Wow wow wow wow! The collection has risen by ten, what a surprise! Haha happy, but this is too watery, I'm embarrassed to ask for subscription!

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