Chapter 80： Meteor Gun

"Mr. Zefa!"

The wings behind Vlad's back were heavily flapped, and his face was a fearless and wanton laughter, which instantly brought a strong storm, and everything around was swept away in an instant, and when he looked at him again, his figure had disappeared.

"Take the call!"

Vlad threw his fist, madly threw his fist, the huge fist swept towards the enemy in front of him without mercy, without holding back, let alone any hesitation!

The fist wrapped around the white gold flame was stronger than before, and the predicament that it was difficult to directly confront Zefa before finally disappeared after using the flame.

"Little devil!"

Zefa waved his huge mechanical arm and roared: "Don't be too arrogant!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The two men were fighting, blocking everything, and fighting for their lives in a tragic battle above the sky. There was no extra thinking, no extra time to think about how to fight, some were just attacking, constantly throwing punches, keep attacking!

No matter how much you talk, it's useless, there is only fighting, and the winner between men can only be determined by fists!

Zefa's fist is very heavy, and the domineering of the armed color has long been cultivated to the point of perfection. Vlad is still a little too tender in front of him, and the domineering cultivation is still a lot worse, whether it is the armed color or the knowledge. The colors are the same, as expected of a man who used to be a general, and he has no shortcomings in his strength.

But Vlad is not a cover. He is also not weak. If he can't match his domineering, he will rely on his body and his ability to make it together. No matter how old the seventy-year-old Zefa is, he can't compare with the young and strong Vlad. Yes, not to mention that Vlad also has a fire dragon fruit as a base. The strength and fighting ability of the dragon form are far beyond ordinary people.

"Uhhahahaha!"

"Powerless, Powerless, Powerless, Powerless!!"

"Mr. Zepha! Your fist,"

"It's too insignificant!"

Vlad took Zefa's punch, and the domineering and hardened huge fist hit Vlad's face directly. Although he said wildly, Vlad's face was actually deformed by this blow. , the mind is even more roaring, some blank.

However, although he suffered a heavy blow, at the same time, the opportunity also came!

"Wow haha!"

Vlad's sturdy right leg has a white-gold flame burning, and the black domineering covers the dragon scales!

"This trick is called!"

"Dragon Fist - Big Broken!!"

"boom!"

The air let out an overwhelmed scream, and Vlad, like a pillar, ripped through the air with his right leg and pumped it heavily on Zefa's stomach.

"puff!!"

The dull voice spread, the clothes behind Zefa burst open, and a ripple spread.

"boom!"

"vomit!!"

Zefa's face turned pale for a while, and a mouthful of uncontrollable blood spurted out from his mouth, and then he was directly knocked into the air under the influence of Vlad's enormous power.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Vlad, who remained in place, was powerless to pursue, his eyes were a little dazed and he stopped in the same place panting heavily. Zefa's punch just now was not fun to look at, it was hard enough to rival Hailou Stone, and the old man's terrifying punch. The strength slammed heavily on Vlad's face, and Vlad's ability to soberly return with a heavy blow was the embodiment of Vlad's resistance.

The power of that old man is really not covered, it is really terrifying!

Vlad's mind was drowsy, like 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping in his mind, shaking his head unconsciously, it was a heavy blow.

"boom!"

"Little devil!"

"It's so beautiful!"

A low man's voice came from below, and with a thud, a man named Zefa stepped on the air and struck again. His face was still pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. The redness was even a little peeling, and there were obvious signs of burns. It could be seen that Vlad's previous blow was not ineffective.

"Hey, hey, is this old man really seventy years old?"

Vlad had a headache: "Can't this hurt him too?"

But thinking about it is right, if it was really easy to defeat a former general level powerhouse, Vlad would not have to be so cowardly to do things in the paradise, he would have gone to the new world to make trouble.

"Pfft~"

With a low voice, the heavy mechanical arm cut through the air and smashed straight at Vlad. Zefa's eyes were extremely serious. Obviously, Vlad had changed from a pirate kid in his heart. Become a powerful pirate who can compete with each other.

"cut!"

"Big Broken!"

Vlad repeated his old tricks, and lifting his leg was a heavy whip leg.

"boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the strong wind overflowed, and the roar resounded through the sky.

"Wow!!"

With a scream, Vlad was directly blasted out, and Zefa showed stronger power than before.

Vlad flapped his wings, kept his balance, and stayed in the air.

He only felt that his right leg was a little numb, especially the one that was pumped directly on Zefa's mechanical arm, which almost lost consciousness. After all, Zefa's mechanical arm was made by Hailoushi, and Zefa's domineering , hardness is no joke.

Vlad looked at Zefa from a distance, only to realize that his state was not very good. After this period of high-intensity fighting, Zefa also began to gasp violently, and seemed to be short of breath.

"Is that so?"

Vlad murmured to himself, "Is the condition not serious at this time?"

Fred thought.

"Mr. Zefa, it looks like your body can't hold it anymore!"

Vlad laughed.

"Little devil, don't let your legs shake when you talk big, okay?"

Zepha returned with color.

"Mr. Zefa, although I like hand-to-hand combat, it's interesting to use other tricks occasionally!"

Vlad said so.

"Who will make your wish come true!"

Zefa is an old river and lake, and naturally he will not do stupid things like watching the other party open up. He stepped hard, like a phantom, and rushed straight to Vlad!

"Oh, sorry!"

Vlad's wings fluttered turned into a red lightning, and instantly pulled away from Zefa, "It seems that I am faster!"

"Not always!"

"boom!"

The corner of Zefa's mouth twitched, and he raised his huge mechanical arm, and with a dull sound, a cannonball shot out.

"What's the use of this!"

Vlad twisted his body slightly, and saw the color of the cannonball already aware of the trajectory, and easily avoided the cannonball.

"call!"

Vlad turned around again, and a black shadow crossed his cheek without any warning.

"Hey, hey, Mr. Zefa, you're not being honest!"

Vlad was a little complaining: "Is that Hailou stone just now?"

"who knows?"

Zefa didn't respond, but his face was a little gloomy.

"Well, it doesn't matter!"

Vlad put his hands together.

"What should this trick be called?"

Vlad slowly pulled his hands away, and a long spear emitting a strong light appeared in his hand, and white gold flames fluttered on it. With the appearance of the spear, the air seemed to burn at once, Vlad, who was far away, also had a hot wind blowing his face, and his hair seemed to be burning.

The biggest difference between the white gold flame and the previous flame is that the platinum fire gradually took shape. Although it was not too condensed, such a thing could still be done.

Vlad raised the spear in his right hand, making a javelin throwing shape, and the muscles on his right arm bulged high.

"Fall down like a shooting star! Mr. Zepha!"

"This trick is called!"

The spear let go, turned into a meteor and blasted towards Zefa.

"Meteor Gun!"