NOVEL NEXT Chapter 68
Wang Hai abandoned his human identity and appeared as a blood-crowned knight in the image of a centaur.
The constant sense of power in his body made Wang Hai believe that he now had the qualifications to overturn the Dragon King!
The horse's hooves trampled the floor and made a crisp sound of horses' hooves.
Wang Hai galloped quickly, and the flesh spear in his hand stabbed straight at the black dragon.
The moment the flesh aura expanded to Yang Ming's body, he suddenly felt a slight change in his body, and he was added to some kind of negative state.
In the face of Wang Hai's indomitable sprint, Yang Ming really wanted to complain:
"Are you so brave?"
Yang Ming has a principle of being a man.
Treat friends as warm as a spring breeze, and treat enemies as ruthlessly as sweeping leaves.
As soon as the upper and lower jaws opened, a flash of fire flashed in the dragon's mouth.
Immediately afterward,
the blazing and high-temperature pitch-black dragon flame immediately spewed out, and fell on the blood-crowned knight like magma!
"Zila!"
"Zizizizi...... The
high-temperature black flame of up to thousands of degrees Celsius made Wang Hai's body incompletely incomplete in an instant!
In the face of such a terrifying black flame, I am afraid that it will not be able to hold on for even three seconds, and it will be annihilated!
However,
the real core skill of the Blood-crowned Knight lies in the connection of flesh and blood!
The Lord of Flesh and Blood, Acles, has created a big family of flesh and blood, and countless sacrificed creatures will become a part of this big family, and their vitality will be transmitted to every servant through the skill of connecting flesh and blood!
So,
Yang Ming saw a bizarre scene happen in Wang Hai!
The muscles and muscles that were burned by the abyssal breath one second were restored to their original state in the next second in the continuous input of vitality!
Immediately after,
a little cold light arrived first, and then the spear came out like a dragon!
With the blessing of the skill of a thousand catties of flesh, the flesh spear was infused with thousands of catties of weight, making the power of this spear not to be underestimated!
"Bang!" The
tip of the spear collided with the Calamity Demon Armor, rubbing fierce sparks.
A deep force formed a spiral drill bit, pouring into the dragon's body through the Calamity Demon Armor, and it actually caused the black dragon to take three steps back!
Three whole steps!
Since Yang Ming's debut, except for the original attack on the Evil God Statue, few enemies have been able to make him retreat!
On the fleshy wings on Wang Hai's back, human faces showed smiles that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if they were laughing at the Dragon King's inadequacy!
It seems that in their opinion, being able to make the Abyss Dragon King retreat is already the greatest victory!
Wang Hai was even more certain in his heart, and his mouth let out overlapping sounds:
"Dragon King, just tie your hands!"
"With the help of the Flesh and Blood Family, you can't use the dragon's breath to kill me, but I can inflict a steady stream of damage on you, and sooner or later I will be able to grind you to death!"
"Instead of dying in pain, it is better to choose to throw yourself into the arms of Akles, the Lord of Flesh and Blood!" Hearing
Wang Hai's wild words, Yang Ming didn't pay attention to it.
Just a verbal attack, he wanted to disintegrate his psychological defense?
Couldn't help but think too simply!
It just so happened that
Yang Ming was in a small secret realm before, and he still hated practicing alone, and he couldn't train himself well.
With Wang Hai, the leader of the cult, as a sandbag, Yang Ming was ecstatic in his heart, but he did not show any sound.
On the contrary, he secretly spread his mental net, trying to break the opponent's mental barrier, while also using the ability to predict the opponent's attack in actual combat.
Soon, the battle between the two sides took on an eerie stalemate phase.
The more Wang Hai fought, the more frightened he became.
Because, he suddenly found that the dragon king on the other side seemed to be aware of his moves, no matter what angle he attacked, Yang Ming was able to dodge it in a way that seemed to be a coincidence.
Can you imagine that a two-story black dragon actually makes a sensitive dodge move?
This is as outrageous as a panda's kung fu!
An insider looks at the doorway, and a layman looks at the excitement.
In comparison, Yang Jianjun is obviously a layman in battle.
He couldn't see the situation clearly, and only saw that Yang Ming only defended and did not attack, and fell into a state of disadvantage.
Previously, Yang Jianjun had learned from the conversation between Wang Hai and the believers under his command that the dragon king in front of him was his nephew Yang Ming.
Seeing that Yang Ming seemed to be powerless, Yang Jianjun's family was secretly anxious, except for walking back and forth in place, they really couldn't think of any way to break the situation.
"Now, what should I do!" Yang
Jianjun was annoyed in his heart.
He regretted it a little, he should have fought for this old life in the first place, and he had to go out and fight with Wang Hai.
In this way, there is no need to involve his nephew in such a dangerous situation! Unfortunately
,
what Yang Jianjun didn't know was that Wang Hai was about to scold his mother in his heart at this time!
"The Dragon King is worthy of being the person who has long occupied the top spot in the zombie wave survival list, and it is really difficult!"
"It seems that if you want to deal with him, it is better to have a hostage in your hand!" Wang
Hai's eyes flashed with a touch of ruthlessness.
He dangled a false shot, trying to blind Yang Ming's perspective.
Immediately, a pair of meat wings fluttered on Wang Hai's back, causing him to glide low close to the ground and quickly fly towards Yang Jianjun's family.
Wang Hai thought that his method was hidden, but in fact, all of this had already been clearly predicted by his heart!
Knowing that Wang Hai was still thinking of holding his relatives hostage to threaten him, a cold light immediately flashed in the black dragon's golden vertical dragon pupils.
Yang Ming hated others threatening him the most!
Originally, he also planned to continue to practice his skill proficiency with this humanoid sandbag.
But since Wang Hai is looking for death, then don't blame him!
Not long after Wang Hai's front foot moved, the black dragon came first, and halfway there, he cut off Wang Hai's beard.
Facing Wang Hai's uncertain look, the corners of the black dragon's mouth grinned, revealing rows of sharp teeth.
"Aren't you very capable?"
"You keep flying!" was
seen through by Yang Ming's attempt, and Wang Hai seemed to be aware that Yang Ming could predict his next move.
Wang Hai stabilized his body and sneered:
"Dragon King, you can't help me!"
"I have carefully studied your battle record, and if you want to kill me with your ability, it is a fool's dream!" With
the skill of flesh and blood, backed by the Lord of Flesh and Blood, Acles, Wang Hai does have the confidence to shout like this.
Hearing this, Yang Ming smiled.
"...... you say?"
"Have you seen my heyday?"
Yang Ming suddenly raised his dragon claws.
The pale arc of lightning jumped up and down, converging in the palm of his hand, forming a sphere of lightning that condensed the power of destruction.
Just by looking at it, Wang Hai could feel that there seemed to be a wisp of aura similar to that of Acleris, the Lord of Flesh and Blood.
Although this wisp of breath is very weak, it seems to indicate that this thunderball has an extraordinary origin.
"Squeak ......"
accompanied by the complete formation of the thunderball, in this dark underground shelter, suddenly resounded the sound of a thousand birds chirping in unison.
Under the pale electric light, Wang Hai's ugly face was reflected.