Chapter 2465 (2/2)

Han 3000 is like a fly. He keeps sticking to his body and retreating. If he doesn't make a move, he makes Tianlong feel uncomfortable. But when he makes a move, he hits the air again and again, which makes fowei Tianlong angry.

But what can it do other than voice out its discontent and anger?

With the fall of the 51st sword, the whole body of the Buddha dragon is full of wounds. The golden blood spreads all over the dragon's body. It seems that it can only be described as miserable!

”You know what? There is a legend in our hometown that a worm called earthworm will turn into a snake after disaster, and the snake will turn into a python after disaster, and mang will turn into an oolong, and then it can turn into a dragon! ”

”However, in my eyes, even if a dragon is a dragon, sometimes it is just a worm!” Han three thousand gently evil smile, the jade sword in his hand faint light.

Fifty two!

”Roar!” It seems that he understood Han 3000's ridicule. Fowei Tianlong roared angrily and opened his anger for several miles, which was extremely dignified.

Han Sanqian just gave a cold smile. The next second, his body shape changed again, and his sword and man united into one, and he flew directly to the Buddha's Heavenly Dragon.

”Poof

Almost before fowei Tianlong reflected it, he only heard the sound of meat being separated.

In the center of the whole dragon body, even if there is a strong dragon scale protection, it still can't stand Han 3000's flying sword.

”Roar!” Fowei Tianlong gives out a roar of great pain, and the whole dragon is also entangled and shaking like an earthworm, in extreme pain.

”Little earthworm!” Han 3000's figure stands tens of meters behind the dragon's body. He doesn't even turn his head back. He laughs in a cold voice.

Looking at the surrounding mountains and forests, most of the monks, who were originally numerous and powerful, were howling in the ground fire, or the people who wanted to escape from the thunder of Thunder Dragon were Jiao wainen. At this time, Han 3000 was in high spirits.

From an absolute disadvantage to an absolute advantage in a flash, it is obvious that not everyone can do it.

Maybe even the true God wants such a Jedi counterattack, maybe it's also a kind of doubt. Han 3000 should be proud if he can do it.

”Sword, there are twenty moves. Can you carry them?” Han 3000 disdains cold voice way.

Even if the whole fifty-two moves were spent in front, it was obvious that the power of the sword was only really beginning to appear, and the lower the attack, the more fierce it would be.

At this time, the Buddha's Heavenly Dragon was just a thin camel, with blood all over his body, murmuring angrily.

”The two formulas solve you.” Han Sanqian smiles coldly, and a fierce grip of the jade sword strikes again

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