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There was a loud bang, like thunder thunder storm on the ground.

The powerful force made Wang Fuqiang's entire right leg completely unconscious in an instant, as if it did not exist.

But Wang Fuqiang didn't care about his right leg at this moment, but first determined whether Hongling was safe.

Because of this sudden kick, the dragon's huge head was kicked to a surprising arc, and it just avoided the red diamond on the table.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound, dust and smoke rose everywhere, instantly sweeping across the entire north shore!

Shocking sounds and avoidance sounds are coming one after another, and they are in chaos.

Wang Fuqiang ignored the dragon and grabbed Hongling, trying to untie her body, but found that the ropes seemed to have been blessed with some secret technique, which could not be untieted and could not be pulled.

Wang Fuqiang snorted coldly, and his hand had a nearly substantial green and green edge. He chopped the ropes with an extremely mysterious method, and suddenly a trace of white air appeared. The rope did not break, but seemed to have been driven by some kind of force and disappeared.

"Jie Ao..."

A roar of incomparable anger sounded, and then a strong wind blew on the face. Before the dust could be settled, it was swept up again. The huge mountain-like head broke through the dust and rushed towards Wang Fuqiang directly.

Wang Fuqiang pushed Hongling out with force with his hands. Before he could take the next move, he felt his body tremble suddenly, and then he was lifted up, flew back uncontrollably, and fell into the rolling river water.

The huge body of the dragon soared into the sky, hovering above the river surface. A pair of huge eyes looked down at the river water below, with a proud aura that looked down on the world, and roared: "Ignorant humans dare to kick my dragon's handsome face. I want to make you eighty-one delicious dishes."

"puff!"

With a blast, the river surface exploded instantly. Wang Fuqiang, who fell into the river, broke through the river surface, then landed on the ground, turned around and ran away, shouting loudly: "Stinky snake, don't you look in the mirror normally? It's ugly to the sky, and it's still handsome, I'm so mad! You are the ugliest dragon I've ever seen, and even a snake insults the snake."

The old village chief once said that he only needed to lead the dragon away, and they were responsible for saving people. When he left the river, he could just hear that the old village chief had already led the strong men of the Fox Village, so he had to lure this guy away as far as possible.

It would be fine if it was a monster in normal times. This guy was a dragon, a big monster that even the old village chief was afraid of. Especially in the previous fight, Wang Fuqiang felt the opponent's strength deeply. Even if he sacrificed his life to fight, Wang Fuqiang did not feel that he had a chance of winning.

After Wang Fuqiang said this, the dragon roared repeatedly, so angry that it opened its teeth and claws. It ignored the shrimp soldiers and crab generals on the ground, turned around and rushed towards Wang Fuqiang directly.

Under the action of its huge body, the earth cracked and sand shot up. The shrimp soldiers and crab generals who could not dodge were instantly crushed into powder! They wailed continuously and screamed repeatedly...

Fortunately, the two of them were extremely fast and moved forward in a straight line, which minimized damage and damage.

In just a moment, one man and one dragon disappeared into the mountains and forests, completely missing. And as the dragon and one demon disappeared, the people in the Fox Village suddenly rushed out, and the shrimp soldiers and crab generals suddenly fled in panic, all of them plunged into the rolling river water, leaving no trace.

...

The mountains are stretched, the dense forests are endless, and there seems to be no end.

"call out!"

Something suddenly rushed out of the dense forest. Because it was too fast, it brought out a strong sound of wind and swept up countless branches and leaves.

If you look closely, you will find that it is actually a person flying out!

"Bang!"

With a sound of impact, the man actually hit a cliff directly.

"Crazy..."

The hard mountain walls continued to spread and crack like spider webs, countless gravels continued to roll down, and the dense forest was instantly filled with dust.

Then the entire dense forest shook violently, and countless giant trees broke and fell down. A huge red creature appeared leisurely, wearing unicorn armor and two horns on its head; two long whiskers floated over the dense forest like two bright red ribbons.

The powerful pressure continued to spread like a tide.

All the beasts were shocked and trembled.

Wang Fuqiang slid down from the cliff, covered in blood, feeling that his whole body was not his own.

He never expected that after just saying something, this guy would chase him for hundreds of miles.

Wang Fuqiang has been running away and has never launched a counterattack. He originally thought that this guy would give up after chasing him, but now it seems that if he doesn't kill him, this guy will never give up.

If he had not experienced tens of thousands of years of sleep, if he had not experienced that mysterious experience in the river, if he had not practiced countless secret techniques, and had his body changed drastically, Wang Fuqiang would have died in this pursuit long ago.

After falling to the ground, Wang Fuqiang reached out to wipe off the blood that covered his eyes, looked up at the giant creature, and became a little angry, and said angrily: "You are still fucking endlessly. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

He really didn't plan to run away anymore.

It’s not that he couldn’t run, but that after running all the way, Wang Fuqiang found that no matter how he ran, he could not get rid of the other party. Moreover, during the escape, he was completely in a passive state of being beaten. If he continued to run like this, his injuries would only become worse and worse, and being beaten to death by the other party was just a matter of time.

Since they are all dead, it’s better to fight. If you don’t have a glimmer of hope for it, there will be a glimmer of hope.

It turns out that in some cases, death is not as terrible as imagined, or in other words, Wang Fuqiang has no time to think about whether to die or not.

The big guy in front of him is not only a monster, but also a king among monsters. Perhaps his cultivation is not too high, but he is indeed a dragon.

For some reason, a naughty child named Nezha suddenly appeared in his mind, and the story of this naughty child sucking Prince Long's third cramps and skinting him, and he suddenly felt a high sense of fighting spirit in his heart.

Why can’t a naughty child do things?

I am not Nezha, there is no Qiankun circle, nor Huntian Ling, but this guy in front of me is not the third prince of Long, right?

After hearing Wang Fuqiang's words, the dragon's eyes were indifferent and snorted coldly: "I said that I will tear you into pieces and make you into eighty-one delicacies."

Wang Fuqiang shook the blood on his hand and said in a deep voice: "Then let's see if you ate me or if I'll peel you up. I just have a belt of pants."

After saying that, his legs bent slightly, then suddenly stretched straight, and the ground exploded. Wang Fuqiang shot out like an arrow, hitting the dragon that could swallow him whole in one bite.

After Wang Fuqiang approached the dragon, his body suddenly stopped, and then he directly used all the secret techniques he had mastered in order, and smashed the dragon in the face with one blow, without any explanation at all, and hit whatever he thought of, and hit whatever he saw.

This dragon did not expect that a weak human would dare to launch a counterattack under the pressure of his powerful bloodline, nor did it expect that this seemingly weak guy would be so fierce.

Moreover, the power on this guy's fist is amazing. Although it is messy and disorganized, it is so fast that this messy playing style has become an advantage, making people unable to defend against it.

After one output, the huge dragon was covered with bruises and the iron armor, which was originally as hard as iron, was seriously damaged and could not play a defensive role at all.

Wang Fuqiang seemed to be not tired at all, punching and punching, and he kept hitting the dragon's body like a heavy rain, making the dragon scream continuously, spreading all over the fields, extremely terrifying.

The beasts that were originally crawling on the ground because of the pressure of blood were even more trembling when they heard the miserable howl, as if they wanted to integrate their bodies into the earth.

...

Fox Village. Dusk.

Everyone who was captured had been rescued. At this moment, the whole village was standing at the entrance of the village, looking at the vast mountain road in the north.

The setting sun is like blood, pulling everyone's figure to make the elders grow.

Everyone looked heavy and had no words.

"Grandpa, can he come back?"

I don’t know how long it took, but it seemed that because the atmosphere was too heavy, Bai Zhi, who was supporting the old village chief, finally couldn’t bear it and asked.

The old village chief, who was holding a crutch in both hands, shook his head, not knowing whether he didn't know or whether Wang Fuqiang couldn't come back.

Seeing the old village chief shaking his head, Bai Zhi held the old village chief's hand and couldn't help but tighten a little. A light flashed in his eyes, and a pretty face was even more heartbroken.

And everyone's mood became heavier.

They all knew very well that although Wang Fuqiang was extremely talented and had fully mastered all the secret techniques, his breathing and breathing were not perfect, and his body had not completely transformed. Even if he mastered many secret techniques, it would be difficult to exert his true power.

What's more, Wang Fuqiang actually has no combat experience, but he is facing the strongest dragon clan among the demons.

By comparison, no matter how you look at it, it seems that there is only one way to die for Wang Fuqiang.

"It's him! He's here!"

When the sunset finally set a last ray of afterglow, someone suddenly shouted excitedly.

Everyone looked up at the mountain road in the north at almost the same time.

At the end of the mountain road, a thin figure slowly walked towards him, limping and carrying a trace of sunset on his shoulders.

Because the distance is too far, even if everyone widens their eyes, they can't see it in detail, so they are not sure whether that person is Wang Fuqiang.

Hongling suddenly said excitedly: "It's really him!"

As soon as the words came to everyone, everyone immediately went up to meet them.

Wang Fuqiang looked at Hongling and Bai Zhi, and felt relieved when he saw that the women in the village were fine; he couldn't help but feel moved when he saw that the whole village was waiting for him and worried about him.

That feeling seemed to be far away from me, but it seemed familiar, as if it was yesterday.

Everyone was shocked when they looked at Wang Fuqiang's injuries and his robes that were almost completely dyed red by blood.

Although they did not see it with their own eyes, they could see from Wang Fuqiang how tragic this battle was.

The old village chief was placed elsewhere. He first looked at the rusty knife behind Wang Fuqiang, or rather, a rusty knife with only half left. Then he looked at the bloody belt around Wang Fuqiang's waist, his eyelids trembled and asked, "Kill?"

Wang Fuqiang nodded with a smile and said, "I have always kept in mind the teachings of the village chief's grandfather, and I have not left any of the treasures."

But the old village chief was extremely bitter.

Wang Fuqiang saw it and couldn't help but misunderstand. He actually stepped forward and patted the old village chief on the shoulder and said proudly: "The monster is actually not scary, the village chief grandfather doesn't have to worry. With me here, no matter who he is, no matter how evil and ghosts he is, he can't hurt the people in the Fox Village!"

The old village chief's mouth twitched.

Are you telling an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years that you don’t have to be afraid of monsters?
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