Wipe off the blood spit over the corner of his mouth, Roland issued a question like "groaning".
He has seen the same skills from Li Lin. If you want to do it, you can also achieve a fast slip within 10 steps. You can take about 20 steps like Azdahaka for about 20 steps.
In front of you, he uses a fist to make "inch", which is still far away, not to mention that it is comparable to Li Lin's instant movement.
Even the whereabouts of the opponent's fist, and then there was no gap in the avoidance of the other party.
"Over the camouflage, the actor. Although I am not a boxer, the punch is also a floral shelf, but there are also feel."
Azdahaka, who took advantage of the upper hand, smiled and laughed leisurely and easily.
He has never really practiced "inch -strength", "slippery" and other boxing skills, but after being used by someone to use this strange movement, he left a deep impression in memory.
The excessive physical strength reproduces similar scenes. But even the fist of the guns, it is enough to make a blow to crushing the giant rock.
The fist hitting the chest of Roland did not have a sense of skeletal cracking. The teenager embedded in the wall was very embarrassed, but he could still speak alive.
"The moment I jumped behind the fist, did I remove my fisting power? Is it really a little clever trick." [
"Unlike ancient species like you, I am just a weak human."
Jump from the concave pit and re -adjust the breathing, Roland semi -sinking body. Put a fist starting.
Baji Boxing.
When cultivating Dacheng, there are weapons all over the body. Instantly concentrating the outbreak of the whole body force can even see the defense of the armor, giving the enemy's internal organs a fatal blow. In the case of trauma, put people to death.
This is the case for humans wearing armor. What happens to the dragons with tough scales on the whole body?
"Want to hit the Dragon Fist on humans? Do you wake up? Or can you not bear the fear of death?
The heir, don't let me down. "
Azdahaka looked at Roland with almost compassion. Anyone who had a normal mind would think that he could rely on a fist to put down the dragon. It would have this idea. Obviously, there was a problem with a mental state.
Even Minea and Michell think that Roland is either crazy or stupid. The two must live in one.
"Ask your blessing, my current state can be said to be good. I can't be good. Intraraca garbage like you. I won't be willing to do not punch a punch. Yes. Just like Li Linhai, you."
"Varied……?!"
"Say it."
Straighten Azdahaka's suddenly raising eyes. Roland said with a pavement of tones, the sound was crisp and loud, obviously deliberately deliberately.
Azdahaka is best at all kinds of magic. If you seriously launch a wide range of wi -wipes or intensive bombing, the three of them are difficult to escape from the sky, let alone seize the opportunity to counterattack.
But he raped Roland with human boxing with human boxing.
"Donesty, but do such things like humans? Just to play prey? Or is it to say that through this seemingly unnatural behavior, to vent the shame that was once knocked down by Li Lin?" [[[[[[[
"Alas! !!!!"
The roar from Azdahaka's abdominal cavity is like a hurricane landing. In the whistling of the clouds, the tattered roofs were lifted, and the ground was unbearable full of humiliation and anger.
, Drilling into the woods without returning. Millievar and Micheir, who have been affected by Longwei's impact on the ground, are paralyzed on the ground.
Changxiao stopped abruptly, and the storm also calmed down. The clouds of clouds over the devil island, all the creatures on the island were holding the ground with a breath. In the roar of the ancient god messenger, all beings can only be stubborn to the ground, shaking in dazza, shivering
Waiting for fate to come.
As a dragon, Need Hog's Longwei is enough to make many biosurabies, including dangerous types, but Azdahaka, who has a longer survival time, is obviously better.
Even Roland's knees overwhelmed.
Obviously, after Nidhog's special training, it is somewhat immunity, but it is difficult to bear this roar.
From this point of view, most of the breaks just now were hitting the target heart. Once, the comfort of the comfort was recurred, and Roland's mean provocation ignited the anger in Azdahaka's heart.
"You person ... There are so many" suicide "methods in the world, how can you choose the most painful one for yourself?"
Azdahaka hung up the corner of his mouth, and the voice was just falling. The pillar of the flame exploded one after another in front of Roland. Although it was the active defense of the magic "burst column", but the power of the direct life was enough to make people die on the spot.
Even if there is no hit, the pillar of Feiteng is enough to stop.
The pillars of flames continued to erupt around Roland, and they were too late to react. He was surrounded by the flames. The rolling waves swept the whole body.
Depending on consumption, breathing becomes more and more difficult.
At most two minutes, Roland will suffocate to death, and then burns into a coke.
The flame ring suddenly vacated a gap, opened a gap with "collapse", and a figure jumped out of it.
It's not good at it, the iron fist, which has long been ready to go, has come to face.
Azdahaka waited for Roland to jump out, and the strong fists that appeared on the surface to enhance the power to cut the atmosphere -as Roland said, it was once defeated under Li Lin's fist.
Resentment, you must use his fist to pay back to the slight reduction. Even though the object in front of him is not Li Lin, you can bring Li Lin to a heavy blow, which is so -called.
The pleasure and sense of accomplishment of the success of the revenge, the fist and the figure are staggered, and the air bursts in the air.
The fragments are scattered, the storm extinguishs the flame, and its power is like detonating a small bombing. However, the hit object is not Roland's head, but the stone wrapped in clothes.
I am right- ——
Recognizing that he was deceived by Roland, under provocation, he was attached to ending the game with his fist. As a result, he was led into the trap.
A shocking uppercut, without the roar of the grenade bombing the room, the unable to fly to the air with an incredible expression.
"You seem to think of yourself as an artist, but things like artists are famous after you die! With your nausea art, go back to your hometown!"
Stepping on the ground under his feet, he flew the strong enemy with the power of the eight directions.
PS: I was called by my girlfriend to move things hard. After that, I stewed the turtle soup and worked hard. I also woven a pair of gloves to me and let me wear it when I typed.