Yamamoto Kameda watched Wang Dafu and the thief leaning on the door frame and looking in, he was really not curious, and he had the courage to come over.
The first time he saw the dragon horn guarding the palace, Yamamoto Kameda was so frightened that he almost sat on the ground, and when he saw Zhang Cheng being bitten on the shoulder, his face turned pale with shock.
Zhang Cheng doesn't care if he dies or not, but in case the other party has three longs and two shorts, where will he find someone now.
But before he could worry for long, he saw the dragon horn Shougong howl miserably, desperately retreating, blood flowing from the crocodile-like mouth, and several teeth broken.
But Zhang Cheng stood in place, looking like nothing was wrong, and shook the mucus on his hand with a disgusted expression. this Yamamoto Kameda was stunned again, from the beginning to the present today, Zhang Cheng's shock to him was too great.
At first, it was easy to knock over the janitor Then the one who didn't move surrendered a dozen ghosts Now I can still use my body to take the bite of that monster Just by glancing at the big mouth of the dragon horn guarding the palace, Yamamoto Kameda felt furious in his heart, if he was bitten, it would definitely become two in an instant.
But Zhang Cheng didn't stop talking about the next, but broke a few teeth of the other party This Nima is too exaggerated What the hell is this guy made of Yamamoto Kameda suddenly felt that his 10 million was too worth it, if it was in Japan, even the Great Onmyoji would not have the ability Ryukaku Shougong spat out two mouthfuls of bloody saliva, and the hot pain in his throat aroused its ferocity.
I saw that after it retreated, it quickly roamed in the corridor, climbed up to the ceiling, kicked with its sharp claws, and with the help of its falling momentum, its huge body instantly pressed towards the top of Zhang Cheng's head.
"Come back" Zhang Cheng frowned, flipped his right hand, raised the mourning stick and smashed it towards the big head of the Longjiao Guarding Palace.
"Bang" With a loud bang, the dragon horn Shougong lowered his head, used the bone spurs on his head and fought hard with the mourning stick, and then flew out like a kite with a broken string, slamming it on the wall.
But Ye Xiaoman was right, the Dragon Horn Guarding Palace was indeed rough and thick-skinned, and after being beaten with a stick, he actually rolled and lay on the ground again, looking at Zhang Cheng with fierce eyes, and it didn't seem to be seriously injured.
Zhang Cheng frowned slightly, although he did not infuse the corpse qi, but the power of the mourning stick itself should not be underestimated, and the other party was able to follow hard, which was really a bit unexpected to him.
However, when he looked at the other party's severed tail, he realized that it was not that the weeping and mourning stick was not powerful enough, but that the bone spurs on the head of the dragon horn guarding the palace were too hard, and if it was hit elsewhere, it would not be so pleasant.
As if knowing Zhang Cheng's power, the dragon horn guard palace did not dare to get any closer, and with a low roar, the black scales turned up, like fried hair, and at the same time, the huge body kept shaking.
"I'm so scared" Zhang Cheng laughed, although he didn't know what the hell Longjiao Shougong wanted to do, but he didn't care at all.
Now that this guy has become a demon, he must have opened his mind, and if he can be subdued, he will also be a helper in the future, but looking at the current situation, it is estimated that he will not bow his head if he is not completely subdued.
Since this is the case, Zhang Cheng simply hugged his arms and let the dragon horns guard the palace and toss.
The so-called one force will reduce ten, in the face of absolute strength, any means are vain.
He wants to make the Dragon Horn Shougong clearly realize this, no matter how many tricks he makes, it will be useless in front of me in the end.
As the dragon horn guarded the palace trembled, wisps of black mist drilled out from the gaps in the scale armor and spread rapidly along the ground, and soon, the entire first floor was shrouded in black fog half a meter high.
The bath bomb on the ground was covered by black gas, and the light suddenly dimmed a lot, Wang Dafu and Yamamoto Kameda were hiding at the door and peeking, when they suddenly saw the black fog gushing out, and they were so frightened that they retreated again and again.
However, as soon as the black mist reached the position of the gate, it was as if it had encountered an invisible wall of qi and was blocked inside.
And Zhang Cheng's face remained unchanged, standing in place with his head held high, at this moment, a rustling sound sounded, and then a tongue dripping saliva suddenly popped out of the black mist, hooking Zhang Cheng's right wrist, desperately trying to pull him into the black mist.
"Hehe" Zhang Cheng paused, as majestic as Mount Tai, and said with a light smile in his mouth: "Your black mist contains demon poison, which may be useful to ordinary mages, but it is useless to me." ” As soon as the words fell, I saw Zhang Cheng raise his right hand, pinch his sticky tongue with his left hand, and pull it hard into his arms, but lifted the Dragon Horn Guarding Palace hiding in the black mist.
Longjiao Shougong retracted his tongue and struggled desperately, trying to escape, but helplessly Zhang Cheng picked at the scales at its broken tail, no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't get rid of it.
The three-meter-long huge body was lifted upside down by the tail as if it had no weight in Zhang Cheng's hands.
The back claws of the dragon horn guarding the palace kept fluttering in midair, and the two front claws scratched wildly, leaving scratches on the concrete floor.
Zhang Cheng raised his hand, like waving a feather, pinched the severed tail of the Dragon Horn Guarding Palace, and threw it on the ground.
"Bang Bang Bang" With a series of loud noises, the huge body of the Dragon Horn Guard Palace smashed out large pits on the concrete floor, and stone chips splashed.
Yamamoto Kameda was caught off guard and was hit on the forehead by a cement block, and immediately swollen up the boss's green bag, so frightened that he hurriedly covered his head and withdrew from the distance, looking at Zhang Cheng's gaze as if he had seen a ghost.
Yesterday it was the same situation when dealing with Shikami, and he took it with him and destroyed one of his offices.
Looking at a guy with clear eyebrows, how can he like to pick up a sack when he doesn't agree with him, this desire to destroy is too strong.
Zhang Cheng slammed it dozens of times before he stopped, raised his right foot and stomped on the ground, and the corpse qi gushed out like the wind, dispelling the surrounding black fog.
Throwing the dragon horn guard palace on the ground, Zhang Cheng stepped on its head and shouted: "Accept it or not" The dragon horn guard palace was smashed to pieces, blood was pouring out of his mouth, and his four sharp claws were scratching and scratching on the ground, desperately trying to escape.
But Zhang Cheng's feet were like a mountain, pressed on its head, and he didn't move.
"Convincing" Zhang Cheng asked again, and at the same time added a little strength under his feet.
"Gurgle" The skull of the Dragon Horn Guarding Palace immediately made several explosions, as if it couldn't bear the weight and was about to burst.
"Huh" felt a sharp pain in his head, and the dragon horn Shougong understood that if he carried it hard, his brain would definitely burst, so he let out a sad scream, stopped struggling, and honestly lay on the ground and did not move.
"You don't have to be beaten to know it's powerful" Zhang Cheng snorted and slowly raised his right foot.
The dragon horn guarded the palace with four claws, got up from the ground, and no longer dared to escape, his blood-red eyes were full of fear.
No matter how stupid it is, now that it understands, the person in front of him is too strong, if he really wants to destroy himself, it can be said that it is easy, and if he wants to survive, he can only choose to surrender "Sizzle" Longjiao Shougong stuck out his tongue, tremblingly crawled to Zhang Cheng's feet, rubbed his calf with his head, and his hideous face was full of goodwill
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