Chapter 437 big reversal!

Hearing Hua Wulong's words, Jiang Huan was stunned. He really didn't know how to reply.

Hua Wulong also didn't plan to continue to talk nonsense with Jiang Huan.

"Come on, boy, it's time to take you on the road!"

Voice down, he saw Hua Wulong's right hand turn, then the light flashing, a golden pestle suddenly appeared in his hands!

The golden pestle is four feet long, the fist is thick and thin, and the head is carved with a huge tiger head with a big mouth! The whole pestle is made of gold, which is very dazzling in the sunshine.

Jiang Huan saw the gold pestle in Hua Wulong's hand and sighed: "how many things can he buy if he melts it to be a gold flower?"

At the same time of Jiang Huan's exclamation, Hua Wulong turns his energy into the golden pestle and says "bang!" A high jump, holding the gold pestle suddenly smashed to Jiang Huan!

Seeing Hua Wulong's vitality surging, the white light above the golden pestle mingled with the golden light, and he smashed his head against Jiang Huan.

Jiang Huan rose slowly, facing Huawu dragon without fear.

Seeing this, Hua Wulong in the middle of the sky said with a disdainful smile.

"At the end of the force, dare to be brave?! Go to hell! "

When the voice falls, the golden pestle has already arrived!

Jiang Huan did not hurry, gently raised his left arm across his head, and Hua Wulong saw that Jiang Huan wanted to fight his own tiger head pestle with his body, and now he kept laughing!

"You are looking for your own death!"

A word to settle, golden tiger head pestle with a sharp wind strong hit on Jiang Huan's left arm!

"Bang!"

The sound came out, the tiger head pestle suddenly collided with Jiang Huan's left arm on his head, and immediately aroused a lot of white vitality, splashing around.

But Hua Wulong's ferocious smile gradually disappeared and turned into shock and confusion.

Because the feeling from his hands, not as he thought at the beginning, was so overwhelming that he broke Jiang Huan's arm and then smashed his head.

On the contrary, there was a kind of shock coming from hitting the iron wall, which almost cracked his tiger mouth!

When Hua Wulong looked at it, he saw that the tiger's head was fixed on Jiang Huan's arm, and it was hard to move forward. Jiang Huan's left arm was covered by red scales, which were as impregnable as the spirit armor, and even more, it gave out the breath of awe.

Hua Wulong's pupil suddenly shrank. "Body Gang?! How could it be that he was exhausted? How can we still have vigorous Qi to stimulate the body? "

What's more, for the power of his own tiger head pestle, Hua Wulong knows very well that the body gang in the general martial arts environment can't bear his full strength.

The scene suddenly became awkward. Hua Wulong was neither in nor out. He could only hold the golden pestle on the tiger's head and stand still.

On the contrary, Jiang Huan looked at Hua Wulong and said with a smile.

"What? I want my life with such a little strength? "

Hearing this, Hua Wulong's face was very ugly, but he still couldn't understand. He clearly detected that Jiang Huan's vitality gradually weakened until it disappeared, but where did the fiery red body Gang come from?

In fact, Hua Wulong has no wrong induction. Jiang Huan can't bear the continuous use of minefield energy for several days. How could he give up and continue to promote the vitality of thunder attribute.

But don't forget, Jiang Huan has two cyclones!

There is no thunder energy, but there is also fire energy in Zifu.

So far, the benefits of the two cyclones have been shown!

The cold wind blows, and the grass dances with it

Just then, Jiang Huan moved!

I saw his left arm suddenly turned over, which was covered by the body gang. He directly grasped huawulong's tiger head, golden pestle and backhand. Since then, he has controlled huawulong's action. He immediately raised his right foot and kicked it out towards huawulong's abdomen!

"Bang!"

This series of actions are swift and fast, which makes Huawu dragon have no chance to react. It's just that he was hit hard, and the golden pestle got rid of his hand and flew out!

I saw Hua Wulong's blood gushing out, dyed his deep chest red, and shuttled back and forth along the trees in the forest with a gradually blurred consciousness. It was ten meters long before he got close to the ground. It can be seen that Jiang Huan's foot is not light.

For a long time, Hua Wulong slowly recovered his consciousness, but the sharp pain from his chest made him unbearable.

But after years of fighting experience, he could not help giving up.

So he suffered severe pain, the body hard backward, the whole body of gravity down to the feet, so as to ensure the balance!

Finally, Huawu dragon is leaning against a towering tree, and just now he has stabilized his body and knelt on the ground.

"Poof!"

Another gush of blood showed that his internal injury was very serious at this time.

Hua Wulong put his hand over his sunken chest and raised his head slowly, but suddenly he found that Jiang Huan appeared in front of him like a ghost, with a smile of evil spirit, clinging to him and looking down on him.

Hua Wulong's pupil suddenly shrank, showing a shock expression like a ghost!