Chapter 39: Escalation of the conflict

"Get out of the way. Nianhu coldly pushed Zhang Yuan who was blocking him away, pulled out the Mo knife, and stood on the outermost layer of the circle. Even with her, Yang Ying also pulled out her pistol and walked out of the formation, looking at the surrounding scenery coldly. Zhang Yuan didn't stop it

, He understands that as an innate martial artist who has broken through to the Qi training period, it is absolutely impossible for Nianhu to be attacked by the other party, not to mention Yang Ying, who is protecting behind her.

For a while, the atmosphere was quiet and eerie.

Yun Zilong broke the silence, he smiled, and said lightly: "Little mice, come out, I have already seen you, don't mess with Uncle Long, otherwise there will really be some unpleasant bloodshed, and it will not be good." ”

There was still an eerie silence all around.

was wiped face, especially in front of two beautiful girls, Yun Zilong, who had always been full of sullen and arrogant emotions in his bones, was angry: "That's good, it's you * mine!"

"Roar!"

Houses collapsed, earth debris flew and surrounding buildings were reduced to raw materials in an instant. From above, you can see that the center of this small village is full of dust, but no amount of smoke can hide the huge body of the dragon. Yun Zilong, who was dressed in blue scales, bathed in the sun, and the palm-sized scales were neatly arranged, accompanying his movements. The hideous head, sharp dragon horns, and huge dragon body look so mighty, and the only thing that destroys the image a little is the small wings that have just been born at the base of the wings on the back. A dragon with a length of more than twenty meters and a height of five or six meters at the shoulders is paired with a pair of wings with a wingspan of no more than five meters, which is honestly a bit funny.

"Damn, can you transform and say it in advance, if you get tuberculosis because of a wound infection, you have to take full responsibility!" Fu Baichen stared at Yun Zilong, who was showing off his might, and as for the huge dragon body, he was naturally ignored by this extra-long neural reflex arc.

"Old Fu, can you get tuberculosis from wound infection?" Chef Han leaned into Fu Baichen's ear with a strange expression.

"Ahem, but that, after all, there will be special cases. Fu Baichen, who knew that he was speechless, hurriedly coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

Tuberculosis or tuberculosis will be talked about later, but a half-blood dragon in its original form is really scary enough.

"Dragons? The air twisted, and a figure appeared, it was the card summoner Ikawa.

"So what?!" Yun Zilong flicked his tail, not paying any attention to the magician in front of him.

"Do you know that by doing this, you are betraying the creatures of the entire continent and completely ruining the name of the three gods!" Before Yi Chuan could speak, a priest with a majestic face and a white robe stood up, talking about Yun Zilong in righteous words, chattering endlessly, constantly buttoning Yun Zilong's big hat.

"Hanging chicken, Ba Hang, Malegobi, buckle the big hat, who wouldn't?" Before Yun Zilong could speak, a group of people who crossed the crowd and twisted their necks and shook their hands stood up arrogantly.

"You heretics from the sinful world, today is your mortal day, and you dare to be arrogant. The priest continued.

"Alas" Fu Baichen stroked his forehead and sighed: "Since I saw you, I have finally completely comprehended the appearance of a freak, a sudden look at you is not good, a closer look is better than a fierce look, your facial features are not tacit, and the length of your limbs is not reasonable, but your skin is too thick, so thick that your family is so bright that you have no place to embarrass yourself." You should hide in your room so as not to pollute the air and waste air cleaner. You were born ugly and hidden, even your parents didn't dare to see you, and you were afraid that someone would report you? You were born to set off the beauty of the world, otherwise you would be creating garbage, and the biggest church in the world would not be able to contain your sin. You are handsome, but you are just a cricket, you know what a natural disaster is**, a natural disaster is that you are born with a low IQ, ** is that you don't work hard the day after tomorrow, you are the best example of an abortion failure・・・・・・"

The priest choked almost half to death: "You, you—"

"What are you, listening to you, a sense of superiority in IQ arises spontaneously, after reading a few years of books, you can speak well, you can't even speak well, you are embarrassed to say that you are a human being? You have such facial features, neither tacit understanding nor reasonable, why are you so creative when your mother gave birth, why are you so unconventional? Don't you think you have reached the state of being invincible and shameless in the world?" Fu Baichen continued to open his poisonous tongue technique, and the traversers took a few steps back very tacitly, avoiding the direct impact of the poisonous tongue sound wave.

How could the poor native of the other world hold back this black divine voice from the Great Heavenly Empire, but after listening to a few words, he couldn't hold it back.

On his pork-liver-colored face, a pair of fat lips twitched: "Kill, kill them all for me!"

In an instant, the battle-spirited battle qi master around the body, the archery archer with super archery, the siege of the killer army, and the most deadly summoned beast, the attacks of these monsters all arrived one by one.

"The wind is tight, huh!" the monsters screamed, and with a hula sound, they turned into birds and beasts.

At the moment of dispersion, Zhang Yuan roared in Chinese: "Skirmish line attack!"

A huge fist smashed in with a majestic momentum, cutting through the air current, and slamming into the lieutenant uncle, who was quite close to him.

"Tom tom!"

Dozens of shiny tungsten core armor-piercing bullets rushed out, flashing blue light, with radiation, emitting bursts of sonic booms, and white air currents in the air were torn across the atmosphere, tearing the sound barrier and rushing straight into the black and purple **.

"Puff puff ......" Q17 saw dozens of purple flowers blooming on the black giant's body, but the giant continued to rush towards Zhang Yuan with a nonchalant face, and Q17 had to continue shooting.

"Hmm" 19 appeared in front of Q17, a swish rushed forward, pulled up under the giant, a blue light from the giant's * straight to the top of the head, Q18 took advantage of the situation to stick, punched out......

"Make no mistake, what kind of monster is this!" Q17 vomited blood and watched the giant, which was almost split in half, staggered back two steps, and then the wound began to heal at a strange speed visible to the naked eye, and the flesh closed like a zipper on a garment, and even the blood flowed back, which is not something that humans can do at all.

"It's useless," Q19 said calmly, "The armor shows that there is an energy in his body that maintains his ** form, and no matter what kind of ** damage is given to him, it will automatically recover." ”

"Great," Q17 swapped out a magazine, "Any good suggestions?"

"Cut off this energy!"

"How?" Q17 raised his gun and aimed it at the giant who was about to charge again.

Q19 and Q18's eyes lit up: "One way, cut him." ”