Chapter 653： Shocked, slap in the blood **** of country F

Unlike the Chinese dragon, the western dragon is like a lizard, spitting fire, it is a **** monster, a ferocious thing.

In fact, the translation of dragon into a flying lizard is more appropriate.

The Scarlet Dragon is too big!

Everyone was scared!

The blood dragon's waist is thicker than a car, and it occupies a small courtyard, which has a strong visual impact.

In the end, Nathan and others watched with anticipation.

With a spell from Battle, the Scarlet Dragon growled and stormed towards Jiang Tian.

boom!

Between twists, the blood dragon swept with a long tail and flew a helicopter straight away more than ten meters away, and they were all deformed, shaking for a while.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

The momentum seems to be able to destroy the world, shocking people, suffocating, scalp tingling.

Roar!

The blood dragon opened his mouth wide with a scorching blood basin, and suddenly gnawed at Jiang Tian.

"Battelle is indeed a French blood god, and he can be broken into pieces in no time!"

Mr. Nathan shouted in excitement, and fists down with a clenched grip, as if he could smash Jiang Tian's head.

However, his voice has not yet fallen.

Jiang Tian proudly stood in the void, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and slap the blood dragon with a slap.

Blood gas crumbled, turbulent flow swept across, and the air was filled with stinky blood.

"Father, this"

Seeing this, James frowned.

"Oh! Where's the dragon? Where did the blood dragon go?"

Anna Lian was even more frightened, exclaimed.

"He can defeat France, of course, he is a bit capable. It is estimated that Bartle has not exerted all his strength, playing with him, and will kill him fiercely"

Nathan explained awkwardly.

Outside the castle, watching the battle area, everyone looked excited to watch the show.

"Jiang Taichu is too strong! Slap the blood dragon with a slap!"

The fighting master exclaimed in exasperation:

"It is indeed a powerful presence that can shake the French army. His physical body is too strong!"

Then he couldn't hide his contentment and lamented: "Well, the strong guys in our physical fighting system have potential!"

Everyone was stunned. When did Jiang Taichu win by physical combat? Who has heard of it!

"Look at me, Jiang Taichu doesn't all rely on the body!"

Beside, the black magician said with a look of calmness:

"I have studied his data. He must be a metal magician who can control metal elements. The most blood is iron!"

He raised his chin and said proudly, "I and he are a kind of person! Our field has unlimited prospects!"

"Don't put gold on your face?"

Aside, the alchemist frowned and scolded:

"They are Huaxia people, they are martial arts systems, and you two are authentic Europeans, he and your cultivation system are completely different!"

"So leaning on Jiang Taichu's body so hard, so hot, do you want to nod?"

"Still the alchemist is ambitious and insightful!"

The leader of the Iron Curtain praised with a thumbs up:

"We can't watch a theater in this way without principle. Watching a theater also needs to have an attitude. After all, Bartel is a European and a member of the Western Dark World!"

Everyone nodded and cast their respectful gaze on the alchemist.

They all feel that the alchemist is very insightful, not as tacky as the black magician and the fighting master.

When I saw the alchemist holding his shoulders and raising his eyebrows to fly to the sky, Leng Ao smiled: "Look at me, Jiang Taichu's move is clearly the so-called condensate formation of Huaxia, which is the power of condensing elements. It ’s the alchemist ’s method! So, alchemy is more promising! ”

"" Everyone had a black line.

Well, for a long time, not only do you lean on Master Jiang, you also force Master Jiang's heat forcibly.

"Don't say it, fight again!"

While everyone was talking, the leader of the Iron Curtain exclaimed, and everyone turned their heads again and turned their eyes to the castle.

I saw in the battlefield that within minutes and seconds, changes had taken place.

"Boy, you are a bit capable!"

Seeing Jiang Tian easily shoot the Broken Blood Dragon, Bartle was shocked, his face slightly changed.

He just hit that blow. Although he didn't use his full strength, slow to say that a person, even a building, would be razed to the ground. How can Jiang Taichu crack it with a pat?

Below, everyone in the Rothschild family was also confused and even worried.

The blow from Bartel was so terrifying just now that they waved their hands and disappeared?

This situation makes Bartle's face a little unsustainable.

He was crazed, Jun face twisted, growled wildly, and shouted: "Just just an appetizer, this Duke killed you, not even the **** secrets, you can kill you alive!"

Later, he stroked a red light, swooped towards Jiang Tian, ​​and punched Jiang Tian with a punch.

"Kill you, I only need one punch!"

After all, Battle was a duke-level blood race, second only to the prince, and not far from the original vampire.

Once killed the last Zeus and crushed the strength of the Holy One. If Jiang Tian can't be killed with one punch, then in the vampire world, don't mix.

The vampire family has always been proud and narcissistic.

With this punch, a blood-colored Changhong appeared across the sky.

auzw.com The fist has not fallen on Jiang Tian, ​​the violent pressure comes first!

Many estates and high-rise buildings behind Jiang Tian collapsed first. The furthest one seemed to be one kilometer away.

"My God, Battle is here!"

"This punch can definitely destroy a large battleship!"

"It's worth killing the last Zeus, so strong!"

Many strong men watched this scene in horror, their hearts beating, and they backed up so as not to be affected.

Butler's strength is too scary!

The light fist wind can destroy the building, how terrible it would be if it hit humans.

"It's over! Don't look at it again! He must die!"

In the old castle, Nathan once again forcibly concluded with an expert tone.

"Go die, **** Jiang Taichu!"

James yelled with resentment, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Battel, come on, Lord Blood God is the most handsome! The face value is justice! The ugly ghost Jiang Taichu dies!"

Anna Lian, on the other hand, was excited and ecstatic, her eyes were full of worship, and she fanned fists to cheer on her idol.

In the face of this horrifying punch, Jiang Tian turned out to avoid it.

"This is a punch that has the potential to break mountains and rivers. He even wants to hit it hard!"

Many powerful watchers were surprised and stunned.

"Oh, idiot, how dare you compare physical strength with Lord Blood Black Lord"

Nathan cried sarcastically.

"Is he crazy?"

"How dare to make a punch!"

Others, too, showed unbelievable colors.

Even if they are just people in the world, they all know that blood races win with strong flesh, and they can even reach the point of immortality.

And everyone has seen that the style of this fist can blow up the building, let alone really hit it?

"Oh, okay, Jiang Taichu, you are really crazy and dare to hit it! Yeah, I'll let you know what a true duke is, how terrible the power of the French blood god!"

Bartle sneered, eyes full of hate.

Jiang Tian's self-confidence made him feel greatly insulted.

This fist has fallen towards Jiang Tian's chest, but just as he spoke, his fist was firmly pinched by Jiang Tian.

"How can it be!"

Battle was frightened.

He felt a more powerful and vast force in full control of his boxing punch, which was comparable to a missile explosion.

"this is"

Around, Luo family members such as Nathan, James, and Anna Lian all showed shock and confusion.

"My God, am I blind?"

"It's so easy to catch this punch!"

Many of the dark powerhouses in the battle zone exclaimed and couldn't believe it.

Even Prince Dracula moved slightly, and his pupils contracted suddenly.

Bartel's punch, like a meteorite falling into the sky, was so easily resolved by Jiang Taichu, which is really incredible.

Jiang Tian is like boxer Tyson, catching a punch from a three-year-old child, understatement, effortlessly.

"broken!"

Bartle's arms trembled, the boxer sprinted forward, and his power was unreserved, but he couldn't get in the slightest.

Butler's arms were trembling madly, the power was blocked in the forward direction, and he could only vent his back.

In the blood, the horrifying force of mountains and rivers ran along his arm and broke out behind him.

Rumble!

The sea of ​​blood was surging, and a crack measuring one meter wide and deep appeared from the ground behind him.

The crack spread to the old castle 100 meters away, and the terror force shook the old castle and opened a big opening, and the house collapsed.

In the courtyard, several helicopters were bombarded several tens of meters away, the blades were broken, and the fuselage was twisted into scrap iron.

The scope is too wide, and the devastating power is palpitating, but this violent power cannot even make Jiang Tian move at all.

"You, what evil do you have? Why can you curb my power?"

Butler's handsome face was horrified and unbelievable.

He found himself seriously underestimating Jiang Tian. Jiang Tian definitely has the power to surpass the Holy One!

Is he the legendary king, deity or the true **** directly?

Bartle didn't dare to think about it anymore, and his hair was fizzy.

"You have too much nonsense!"

There was a fascination at the corner of Jiang Tian's mouth, one hand controlled his fist, and the other hand was raised high.

"Is the Duke blood race powerful?"

Jiang Tian laughed sarcastically, and then slap on Patel's face.

Snapped!

Five clear fingerprints appeared on Butler's face, and the surrounding air was frozen, and even Butler was holding himself.

The members of the Rothschild family did not dare to say a word, and looked at the scene in front of them in wonder.

Barthel, the dignified black duke, was slapped him in public.

That's a blood **** of one enemy! That is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years!

But now, like a child who made a mistake, he was slaped in the past, the key is that he has not yet escaped.