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"You underestimate my ability too much. There is nothing in this world that my golden bear claws can't tear apart" When Yang Geer said these words with a sneer, his eyes naturally fell on Mo Fan. On the chest armor.
However, what he saw was not that the armor was torn and blood was flowing out at all. Mo Fan was standing there perfectly fine. There was not even a single basic mark on his flashy black chest armor, let alone torn to pieces. !
Still so smooth and bright, still so metallic and translucent, as if it had just been taken out of the refining furnace.
Yang Ge tried very hard to recall whether the opponent had used any magic to offset the brute force of his holy bear, but he clearly remembered that the opponent had directly eaten his heavy claw attack, and the golden claw marks exploded. It really hit him in the chest.
Why is there no effect at all? ?
It feels like Yang Geer¡¯s eyes are about to bulge out like goldfish, just because he wants to see a trace of his attack on Mo Fan¡¯s breastplate, otherwise it will hurt his pride too much!
"What kind of equipment is this!" Yang Ge gave up and asked angrily.
Mo Fan was too lazy to answer. Anyway, soon Yang Geer would personally feel the oppressive force brought by this black dragon magic costume! !
With one step of the Dragon Bone Boots, Mo Fan turned into a dragon emerging from the sea of ??black vines, and charged in front of Yang Geer with full power. At this speed, he reached the peak of some wind spells without using any magic.
Mo Fan clenched his gauntlet into a fist. For a moment, the precise air holes on the gauntlet absorbed the surrounding airflow, and finally it all gathered at his fist.
The entire gauntlet was suddenly endowed with the giant dragon wind. When the fist was punched out, the giant dragon wind rushed out from the fist and rolled up layers of waves of destructive fists, destroying the burly fist. The golden holy bear flipped over with a bang.
Yang Ge finally turned the golden flames into a golden flame shield. In this defensive posture, even a collision with a monarch might cause the monarch to injure several bones. However, the power of the dragon's fist surpassed those ferocious monsters. The beast is countless times stronger, and the flame golden shield cannot resist it at all.
¡°Bang!!!¡±
Yang Geer fell down, and he was surrounded by a large area of ??ruins that the fist wind passed through, as if there was a giant dragon waving its sky-hanging wings and passing by arrogantly.
He was sore all over and got up with trembling legs.
The shape of the Holy Bear wrapped in golden flames showed some defects. Yang Geer had to grit his teeth and awaken as much of the Holy Bear bloodline in his body as possible so that his body would not look half-human and half-bear.
The other party has this outfit, is it really flashy?
Yang Geer no longer thought so. After being injured, he began to have some respect for Mo Fan.
"It's too much to underestimate the enemy. Lao Shante is right, he is a strong man!"
"Dragon, except for the giant dragon, I can't think of anything that can compare with my holy bear." Yang Geer said with great certainty.
"You know what you are doing." Mo Fan laughed.
His costume is not only that of a giant dragon, but also a black dragon with the highest bloodline among the giant dragons!
The red dragon, green dragon, flying dragon, and red dragon are all incomparable to the black dragon.
So unless Yang Geer can transform the half-orc into a bright golden dragon, a bear from Northern Europe is not enough.
"Dragon bone trampling!"
Mo Fan jumped up and appeared above Yang Geer.
At a height of 100 meters, Mo Fan in black magic armor dropped the figure of a huge dragon. The dragon was literally hovering above Yang Geer's head, bringing endless oppression to Yang Geer!
¡°Bang!!!!!!¡±
With this step, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and hundreds of nearby buildings turned into dust at the same time. This power was definitely comparable to the presence of a giant dragon, causing rivers to break and mountains and forests to collapse.
Yang Geer couldn¡¯t move. He stood in the trampled area. His body fell seriously along with the ground surface. When he hit the bottom, his internal organs were shattered. His bones were no longer sore, but fell apart!
Without the body of this golden holy bear, he felt that he had already turned into a puddle of flesh. Such domineering and wild power. You must know that a strong man like Yang Geer with half-orc blood cannot be called pure. The mage.
In Northern Europe, those weak mages are like a group of mosquitoes that can be swatted to death in front of people like him who are comparable to demon warriors. Even if they encounter a master with superb cultivation, they are like giant bears and wild dogs, absolutely crushing them. .But after learning about the violent methods of the man in front of him, Yang Geer realized that there were actually more ferocious mages in the East than their Nordic Holy Bears. They would punch and kick them whenever they disagreed, and they would kill him with every move.
??If he takes action himself, there will be no marks on his armor.
"When someone took action, he basically suffered a comminuted fracture."
How can we fight this?
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Mo Fan followed the cracks in the mountain forest and planned to kill Yang Geer.
To be honest, Mo Fan himself did not expect that the black dragon suit is so ferocious. After all, he has never even cast a spell. It is completely possessed by a real giant dragon. Every punch and kick can cause landslides and earth shattering.
A group of golden flames swayed in the cracks of the rocks. Mo Fan chased after it and transformed the arm armor into the form of the black dragon's claws. The dragon bone boots under his feet also quickly transformed, blending with the earth to form a pool of black. The mysterious shadow made Mo Fan's movements start to become erratic.
"Ran??"
Mo Fan took a closer look and found that the flame was not Yang Geer. Yang Geer was like a bear who threw his pretense on the ground and ran away in a panic.
"It turns out that the Nordic Sacred Bear with powerful golden blood is actually a marmot. The ability to escape by burrowing into the ground is really beyond the reach of ordinary people." Mo Fan couldn't help laughing when he saw a hole not far away.
Mo Fan doesn¡¯t want to drill holes.
Anyway, Yang Geer ran away anyway. Basically, he fled to Pingshan Mountain and met up with his other brothers.
Mo Fan just needs to catch up along the mountain road.
Yang Geer, on the other hand, actually didn¡¯t escape very far. When he heard Mo Fan¡¯s words, his face turned the color of pig liver.
The most courageous fighting organization in Northern Europe was called a marmot, but it couldn't be refuted.
"If you dare to come up, I will let you see the real Nordic Holy Bear!!" Yang Geer roared angrily from a distance away.
"You know, this is a magic tool. It won't last long. What's the difference between delaying on purpose and admitting defeat?" Mo Fan responded.
"So your heresy can't be compared with the blood of my Holy Bear, not to mention that our Holy Bear brothers don't fight alone." Yang Geer roared angrily. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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