"Who did I recruit, who did I provoke, from last night to now, I lost six teammates, I don't want to care about your shit, but you ran out and ruined my business, if it weren't for you, Kebby would have confessed to my brothers in hell by now, you said you deserve to die, you have to come out at a critical moment, block Lao Tzu's way, damn Africa, you damn lizard, it's because of you" Long Yun held back the pain and resentment all night, and finally found an outlet at this moment, bursting out like a volcanic explosion.
He grabbed a long barb, and rode on Favnier's huge head like a professional cowboy in a bull riding competition in North America, and refused to let go of Fafnier's life, no matter how he jumped, even flew up and down.
His right hand wielded the Grammer Sword, stabbing the dragon in the forehead and eyes like a frenzy.
Although the Sword of Grammer failed to inflict fatal wounds on Fafnir, it was enough to cut its scales and pierce its flesh into the flesh, causing him to sore into the marrow.
At this moment, Fafnier feels like a bullock in a professional bull riding competition in North America.
The bullock in this race has two ropes around its neck, one of which is strangled around the chest and neck for the cowboy to grasp; The other is tied to the lifeblood of the cow, and the more it jumps, the more painful it becomes, and the more it hurts, the more it beats harder.
Fafnir felt that he had really been seized by this scoundrel Chinese on his head, a thousand years ago, it had spent some time in the East, and it was no stranger to Chinese, but Long Yun's sky-high anger made it confused.
When did I provoke you, a Chinese Everyone in the distance felt that the scene in front of them was so unbelievable and so crying and laughing, a dignified Atlantis suzerain, tossed by a half-breed whose bloodline had not yet awakened.
Even the arrogant Neo struggled to sit up at this time, seeing the dragon cloud on Faviniel's head like a lonely boat in the stormy waves, although he didn't take this half-breed in his eyes at all before, he had to admire it at this time.
However, admiration is admiration, he knows very well that with Long Yun's strength, it is simply impossible to kill Favenir, and sooner or later he will die in the hands of this dragon.
In these countless wars with the Atlantean Legion for thousands of years, no half-breed has been able to kill a dragon of the suzerain-level level.
Long Yun gradually felt weak, and as the dragon became more and more violent, the enchantment of "Flame Fury" was released again. hiss The barb that Long Yun grabbed was like a red-hot iron pillar, and the skin on the palm of his hand smelled like roasted meat.
"Ahh The pain in the heart came, and Long Yun's eyebrows were knotted.
The tactical vest on his body began to turn yellow, obviously scorched, but fortunately all the ammunition on his body was used up, otherwise it would have exploded at this time and blew himself into pieces.
The pain greatly stimulated the secretion of his adrenal hormones, and as the metabolism in his body increased, blue flames suddenly burst out of Long Yun's pupils.
His heart began to beat wildly again, the blood in his veins was running, and his whole body was like a motive that had been stepped on the end of the accelerator, and entered the operation state of extreme mode.
With this series of changes, the pain in my hand suddenly reduced a lot.
Long Yun lifted Gramo and thrust it into the dragon's skull. burst The blade of the Gram Mo sank into the dragon's skull and pierced the roof of the jaw.
"Whew" Fafnir's sturdy feet were propped up on the ground, his entire massive body stood upright, his wings stretched to the limit, thirty meters wide, and the whistling sound was so fierce and violent that everyone on Chinou couldn't help but cover their ears.
It had descended into utter madness, allowing a nobody to ride on it, and Fafnir felt like a circus clown, ridiculed and ridiculed, which was a great shame for a noble Atlantean suzerain.
The power of the "Flame Fury" was unleashed to its maximum, and a thick cloud gathered in the sky, and the gaps between the clouds glowed a dark red, like magma about to move in the cracks of a volcano.
"Be careful," Gege braced himself weakly, "just the Dark Rain of Fire, the ultimate form of Flame Fury" "Hurry up" Neo shook his head slightly, his eyes full of despair, "We are only a few dozen meters away, and the diameter range of the Dark Fire Rain is at least two hundred meters, and if we are lucky, we can swim out of its destruction range." ” Falcon cried and said, "Don't be so scary, this is my first time on a field mission."
With that, the first one jumped into the sea.
The others supported each other and jumped into the sea, paddling themselves with minor injuries, dragging those who were not injured and those who were seriously injured, and fleeing in the opposite direction.
Long Yun felt as if his chest was about to explode, his whole body seemed to be cramping, his muscles were all tense, and he couldn't move.
Strange scenes began to play back in my head those old-fashioned, repeated movies over and over again.
The sun and the moon have no light, the fire and rain between the heavens and the earth are continuous, meteorites fall from the sky, the sea water sets off a hundred meters of huge waves, the mountains collapse, the ground cracks, the magma flows everywhere, sweeping the whole land, all human beings are as small as ants, desperately fleeing.
On the top of the mountain, the giant raised his fiery sword, and the sound shook the earth like a hundred billion devils roaring.
"The sun will eventually turn black, the earth will sink to the bottom of the sea, the scorching stars will fall from the sky, and the flames will rise into the sky and swallow the heavens.
Gods, you are doomed, and death is the final end. ” "Ahh Long Yun twisted Gramo hard, and the sword body was like cutting tofu, unscrewing a blood hole in the skull, and the poisonous blood sprayed out like a spring Favenir had never tried such pain, the sword had obviously come to life, and this change was very familiar to him, and he would always remember this taste, the horror of it, again and again for thousands of years A terrifying thought flashed through his mind, who was riding on his head, and he could actually invoke the mysterious power in the body of the Gramo sword The power contained in this holy sword was all too familiar to Fafnir, and the kid named Neo just now couldn't mobilize this power at all, so he didn't take him seriously at all.
How could it be Could it be that he is A terrible thought crossed Favenir's mind, causing it to shiver in the thousand-degree heat
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