Chapter 1186 (2/2)

For a moment, the whole training ground was silent.

No one thought that the dragon was mixed up once, and the ghost impermanence was the first to be killed.

No one thought that the seemingly ordinary prick was so powerful.

”Well done! They even bully me, damn it!”

The Dragon drank and clawed at the yellow arrow. The yellow arrow waved a big bow and the rolling blade shook the dragon out.

”Bastards, bully me. I, let the disease come out and destroy this girl together!”

The Dragon roared and rushed up. At the same time, Yunfan also condensed a huge spiritual force. The black dragon rushed towards the yellow arrow.

A huge white dragon, plus a huge black dragon, let the people fighting nearby quickly avoid.

Just now, ghost impermanence was killed by such a disturbance. They don't want to follow each other's footsteps. They didn't regard Yun fan as their opponent, but separated their attention and stared at mang thorn.

”Since you want to die yourself, I'll take you on the road!”

Huang Qian's arrows were angry. A series of arrows were sent out from his hands. The arrows were connected to the tail of the arrow, like a genuine Qi attack in his hands. They were extremely sharp.

Boom, boom

The spirit black dragon rushed up first, seven times at a time, collided with the arrow and sent out continuous explosions, which made the surrounding people retreat continuously, leaving a large area of space.

The Dragon split claw was caught, three or four arrows were torn, and the Dragon split was shocked and flew out.

Yunfan waved his sword and went up. He kept hitting arrows with more than ten swords in a row.

”Stop!”

Gu Long's true words came out, and then it was the final word.

Huang Qianjian felt his body shake, and suddenly a brick fell on his head. The big bow was quickly waved and bombarded on the seal of the divine beast.

Before the explosion dispersed, a black figure rushed to the front, and the unstoppable gun awn pierced his chest.

At the moment, Huang Qianjian had no time to change his moves. In a hurry, he could only swing his left fist and hit the Shura magic stab gun of the devil.

Boom!

The powerful air waves rolled open, and Huang Qianjian stepped back again and again. Looking at the wound left on his fist gurgling and bleeding, his eyes exuded cold killing intention.

”Very good. I didn't expect you to have a separate body of the demon clan. I think this should be your last card. If you can hurt me, even if it's a flesh wound, you're proud.”