The red-haired man didn't intend to stop there, and with a single hand raised, a bloody palm that was the same as before condensed out again, and slapped it fiercely at Leng Han, who was still flying upside down. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

From the red-haired man's one palm to knock down the cold cold, to the second palm, it was only a breath before and after.

In the red-haired man's opinion, even if Leng Han had great ability, he would never be spared at this moment. And judging from the terrifying power displayed by this palm, even if Leng Han's body is extremely strong, he will immediately lose most of his life when he is hit.

However......

At this critical moment, Leng Han suddenly felt a "boom" in his ears, and in an instant, the dragon blood in his body suddenly boiled and tumbled, burning violently, and at the same time, golden scale stripes appeared on various parts of the body.

At the same time, the cold Dragon Transformation Decisive was also raised to the peak of the tenth layer in an instant. His body turned ten zhang tall in the blink of an eye, and his whole body flashed with a faint golden-red dragon body, but this dragon looked very strange, with a dragon body and a human head, and only two claws!

So it gives people a look like a dragon and not a dragon, and it looks like a strange thing!

Legend has it that dragons have five claws, but this dragon has a human head and two claws, and there is a reason for this. But even so, the cold of incarnating Jackie Chan shines with a faint golden red glow. There was an ancient chaotic gray aura permeating its dragon body.

The golden red light passed, and all the injuries disappeared quickly.

"Leng Han" let out a low roar, and as soon as his body twisted, he disappeared in a ghostly flash.

The blood-colored giant palm immediately struck into the air, and then a vague collapse opened.

The red-haired man's face changed, and he suddenly turned around, only to see that more than ten feet away behind him, "cold" eyes looked at him coldly, without the slightest emotion.

In the face of such cold, Feng Mengmeng was also shocked in her heart, at this time she was very suspicious, Leng Han, who had been hunted down by her for several months, and this person would really be the same person? The cold coldness that she had regarded as an ant before suddenly made her feel strange and unpredictable at this time. And more and more scared her, more and more frightened her.

Just when Feng Mengmeng was terrified.

The red-haired man's eyes narrowed, and a solemn look appeared on his face, the kid in front of him was so weird, which made him feel horrified. But after a while, he snorted coldly and said:

"Although I don't know what kind of magic skills you have practiced, you can change into such a form, and you can immediately recover from your injuries, but your cultivation at the moment is still in the early stage of Confucianism, but your body is only strong, but it is impossible to defeat me now. ”

As soon as the words fell, he once again urged the surging mana in his body.

"Poof".

A heavenly blood palm, which was even bigger than the previous two, conjured out in the sky again, and fell down with a strange "woo" sound.

Before the giant palm really fell, an invisible imprisoning force rolled down first.

The cold cold that incarnated as Jackie Chan seemed to be just a subconscious lifting of his hand, and the rolling and muddy breath all over his body condensed, and a gray palm of the same size rose to the sky.

"Boom"!

In the void, the two giant palms of red and gray collided together, and the two arrogances of red and gray burst out and rolled in all directions.

The two palms confronted each other for a moment, and the blood-colored giant palm burst open with a muffled snort, turning into a sky of blood and qi that collapsed.

The giant palm transformed by the gray qi was only a few points weaker than the previous breath, and in a flash, it appeared strangely above the red-haired man, grabbing it unceremoniously.

The red-haired man was naturally taken aback, his sleeves shook, his blood and qi rolled over, and he conjured up a blood-colored giant palm, only to crush the gray giant palm in the air.

But the red-haired man at this time was terrified in his heart, which can be imagined.

To say that when he used his second success power, Leng Han took one of his palms was nothing, and at this moment, he had already used twelve points of his whole body cultivation, and the heavenly blood palm he struck was actually broken by the other party's understatement, which was a little unbelievable.

At this moment, the cold cold of the opposite incarnation of Jackie Chan let out a fierce roar, a terrifying extreme, and the chaotic Cangsang aura rose to the sky, and forced towards the red-haired man.

After the red-haired man was pressed by this breath, he couldn't stand still and took two steps back.

"How is this possible. ”

The red-haired man roared, but his body trembled uncontrollably.

The red-haired man can cultivate to such a realm, and naturally he can't be an ordinary monk, he only took a few breaths to settle down, and the fierce light flashed in his eyes, his legs kicked the ground and rose to the sky, and the two arms moved together, and he once again conjured up several large blood palms and flew towards the opposite side.

The cold mouth of Jackie Chan stopped whistling, and after a flash of blood-colored gold, his body disappeared as if he was teleporting, and appeared more than a dozen feet away in another flash, and after another flash, he left those bloody palms far behind, and the speed was so fast that even the red-haired man was a little dizzy.

The red-haired man "chuckled" in his heart, and when he poured mana into his eyes, he finally saw the cold figure clearly.

After the cold cold of Longhua was already blurred, it appeared silently in front of the red-haired man, and with a seemingly simple movement of his arm, a hideous palm wrapped in blood and gold light rushed towards his chest that had been pierced by the hole again, and it was lightning fast.

The red-haired man let out a loud scream, and his body shot backwards, and at the same time, a ball of blood light spurted out of his mouth, and it hit Leng Han in a flash, and it was a blood-colored ball

With a loud "boom", the blood-colored ball burst open in an instant, and the rolling blood flames gushed out, completely drowning the cold cold.

The red-haired man swept away his chest in a cold sweat, and there were two more slender scratches on it.

The seemingly simple blow of Leng Han just now almost pulled out his heart, and his artistic conception blood shield body had no effect at all, how could this not make the red-haired man frightened and afraid.

At this time, the blood flames on the opposite side finally disappeared, but it was empty inside, and there was no figure there.

The red-haired man was shocked, and before he could think about anything, there was a cold wind behind him, and Leng Han, who had turned into Jackie Chan, turned behind him at some point, and unceremoniously grabbed it again.

He reacted very quickly, and suddenly turned around, but he felt a chill in his chest, and a dragon claw had pierced through his right chest at unimaginable speed.

The red-haired man let out a loud shout, moved his arm, grabbed the dragon's claw that had sunk into his chest with one hand, and at the same time condensed into a bloody knife like lightning with the other hand, slashing down at the dragon's palm. After the blood-colored golden light on the palm of the cold dragon turned into a flash again, he actually retracted from the red-haired man's chest like lightning, and turned his hand, forcibly twisting his wrist to an incredible angle, and in turn grabbed the red-haired man's arm, lifted it up, and hit the bloody knife.