"Hum!" Gray-haired old man cold hum a hand a finger.

"whew!"
A streamer blaster came out and a flying sword cut head-on to Zhang Yang and forced it back.
Zhang Yang’s figure kept moving forward, but it didn’t mean anything at all. At the same time, his left hand swung out
Ding!
As soon as the light ring intersects with the palm of your hand, it is immediately bounced.
Blocking the flying sword with your bare hands? And it’s blocked?
The gray-haired old man’s eyes suddenly stare big as if he saw the most incredible things. When he stayed, Zhang Yang’s figure had reached the crowd.
The energy in the right arm flows, and the brawn erupts, and the sharp claws are severely cut off.
At this juncture, the gray-haired old man suddenly appeared in a black armor.
"Boo!"
Zhang Yang’s claw has been hit hard to imagine that the residual limb and broken body flying around did not appear, but it was like a slap in the face.
Zhang Yang one leng gods capture side a streamer disease shot is bald male monk launched an attack.
Zhang Yang is confident in his defense, but it is impossible to be beaten there. After all, it has not been tested in actual combat, and it will be broken in case of any accident.
God knows how to move, and the shield is the size of a palm. By appearing, the left side of the shield rises in the wind.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
A series of light-sounding bald men flying swords attack sharply, but they can’t stand the small shield for half a day. Is it so easy to destroy the magic weapon that Yuzong’s elite brother got?
Although the gray-haired old man has armor protection, it is also very uncomfortable to get a heavy claw from Zhang Yang. At this time, his body is exploding and he is ready to distance himself from this monster who is not afraid of flying swords.
Zhang Yang naturally won’t give him a chance to jump forward and follow the Yang attribute energy flow of his right arm. The whole arm immediately turns red, just like a fire. The claws of the scales appear longer and sharper, and the unicorn arm appears.
Howl!
Zhang Yang roar a claw out.
Bang!
This is the first time that no matter the strength or sharpness, the gray-haired old man is still flying out despite his armor.
Even in the tragic situation, there is still a counterattack force, and a sudden step forward.
Zhang Yang was about to try to chase his head like a needle directly, which hurt more than a stumble and almost fell down.
Gray-haired old man’s figure keeps retreating several feet away, and he doesn’t want to attack again. One or two bald men will set up a shelter to escape.
Zhang Yang’s powerful knowledge of God, suffering from the pain from his soul, passed away and naturally refused to let them go.
Feet to step on the whole body shape to explode energy flow Kirin arm power department broke out.
"Bang!" When the gray-haired old man rang, he obviously didn’t expect the other party to react so quickly. The black armor chest was smashed into the body and fell to the ground.
"Big Brother!"

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