Chapter 622

"Die!"

As soon as the golden puppet Decepticon came out, Zhao Fang did not hesitate to stimulate more than 60% of the array power in the golden puppet.

When Ning Bailiu's sword came, the golden puppet moved with a bang, shook his claws into a fist and bombarded out.

Dang!

Fist sword collision.

When the piercing roar sounded, the strong wind rolled back, and the nearby vegetation, mountains and stones immediately turned into powder in the strong wind.

Pedal pedal!

With one punch, Decepticon retreated Ning Bailiu's unknown fluorescent sword. A strong force came from the sword body, which directly shocked him.

That force is too overbearing.

Directly through the fluorescent sword into the body.

Ning Baichuan tried his best to suppress it, but he was still hurt by this strong force. He opened his mouth and gushed blood, showing a look of horror in his eyes.

"This, this is the golden puppet?"

Ning Baichuan seemed to think of the origin of Decepticons, and his eyes were shocked.

In the past.

He once saw the introduction of golden puppets in the Royal classics Pavilion.

I know that this kind of puppet has the attack power of respecting the strong.

What's more difficult is.

Its defense is very strong. At the same level, it is difficult for the strong to break the defense of the golden puppet!

"Damn it! You have such a puppet. Who the hell are you!"

Ning Bailiu wanted to be crazy. He thought that as long as the woman in colored clothes didn't do it, he would definitely catch Zhao Fang.

But he never dreamed that Zhao Fang had gold puppets on him.

In the hands of a moment ago.

Ning Bailiu clearly sensed the strength of the golden puppet, which he could not shake at all.

and.

Zhao Fang just did not fully urge the power of the golden puppet.

in other words.

This is at least a golden puppet that respects the strong in the later stage.

"This kind of treasure is only worthy of my master. What are you to have this treasure? Thief God, you are really blind!"

Ning Bailiu was extremely unwilling and sent out bursts of violent roars.

Zhao Fang sneered at this.

"You can block the golden puppet's fist, but the fist just now is just a warm-up. One fist can't kill you. I have a second fist and a third fist. I want to see how many fists you can hold!"

At the moment when Zhao Fang's cold voice came out, the golden puppet roared and punched forward again.

The fist is like a avalanche, mixed with a harsh scream and tearing sound, and a terrorist force is diffuse!

Ning Bailiu's face changed greatly.

Without hesitation, he showed his strongest sword technique.

"All rivers return to the sea!"

Billowing waves and angry waves come out of thin air and turn into an endless sea to block the fist of the golden puppet.

But how could the golden puppet's fist be so easily blocked.

Boom!

A metal fist, directly through the middle of the boundless sea, cut the sea in half.

Its swift and violent fist front, without losing a penny, fell on the fluorescent sword.

Boom!

Ning Bailiu's body, like a shell, hit the mountains not far away.

Boom!

The mountains trembled and roared.

Even if Ning Bailiu doesn't die, he is expected to be seriously injured under this punch.

I'll kill you while you're sick!

Zhao Fang looked cold and was about to step away.

"Jie Jie......"

A devil filled Jie ran laughed and suddenly came from the.

Zhao Fang looked cold. When he looked up, he saw a magic cloud floating rapidly in the sky not far away.

The magic cloud is extremely fast and overwhelming. It stays over the Beiling mountain and envelops the whole Beiling mountain.

In this magic cloud, there is a fierce breath spreading out from inside.

"This is..."

Zhao Fang took back his steps and looked up at the magic cloud that covered the sky.

He could feel the suffocating pressure in the magic cloud and the slightly familiar smell.

The woman in colored clothes also looked up. The lightness in her beautiful eyes gradually disappeared, with a trace of dignified taste.

"Jie Jie ~"

In the magic cloud, a sharp long roar came out. The sound was like ghosts crying and wolves howling, which made people's scalp numb.

"Boy, I didn't expect that our reunion would be in such a place!"

In a slightly happy and excited voice, the magic cloud came out of the first two horns, like a man like an ox demon.

The man was about 30 feet tall, with a strange face and black hair. When he drifted away, he smelled a bit of elegant evil charm.

Red fruit's upper body, muscle bulge, in each iron pimple, there is a terrorist force that destroys the sky and the earth.

With this person's appearance, the evil spirit filled the Beiling mountain, like seeing the master, roared and accelerated.

"Bei... Luo..."

Zhao Fang was calm and not shocked at all.

When he entered the ancient demon battlefield, he already guessed that he would meet belo's real body and tusen's real body here.

Therefore, he was not surprised by belo's appearance.

But there were some small surprises.

He didn't expect that belo would find herself so soon.

I didn't expect it.

His reunion with belo will be in this environment.

"Hmm? I haven't seen you for a long time. The original Wushen baby has grown into a hundred robbers and has the strength to kill and disperse the demon king. I have to say that your growth rate is amazing! If you give you another hundred years, maybe even this demon may not be your opponent!"

Belo took a deep look at Zhao.

This vision seems to see through everything about Zhao Fang.

"It seems that this time, the devil came skillfully enough to completely erase you before you grow up. At the same time, it can settle the gratitude and resentment with the devil!"

Belo's voice was cold.

"It's really over."

Zhao Fang looked at Bello with a very dignified look.

Although Bello's blood volume is far less than that of the northern hell dragon Kun, his momentum is in an invincible state because of the integration of the northern ridge magic Qi.

It is generally difficult for people who are not determined to resist.

"End with the devil?"

A sneer burst out from the corner of Bello's mouth, "the means you can rely on is nothing more than this puppet. The devil can see everything just now. Do you think it can bring a threat to the devil?"

"Can you, not just talk, try to know!"

Zhao Fang looked cold, and the war in his eyes was already overwhelming.

"Ben Mo is not that fool."

Bello grabbed it with his empty hand and grabbed it at a dilapidated mountain. There was a miserable figure covered with blood, which was caught in his hand.

That man is Ning Bailiu!

"You, you are the third demon belo in the Eighth World War?"

Ning Bailiu almost peed when he saw belo, and his face was as ugly as eating shit.

He never thought of it.

I'll meet this great devil here.

Eight war demons.

On the ancient demon battlefield, it is the existence at the top.

This kind of big devil, at the same level, no one is its opponent.

In the whole Yanzhao City, only the strong man who has stepped into the territory of respect and perfection can suppress belo.