Mo Cheng has always thought of himself as a civilized and polite priest who communicates with his mouth more than his fists. Of course the profession of priest is fake, but his [friendliness] and [gentleness] are real. It's just that many times, the guys I meet in [Foreign Land] can't understand his [Friendly] and [Gentle], and often try to communicate with him in the most extreme way. And [City Gate Flag] PK invitation is the most common way of communication. In many cases, this kind of communication full of fierce collisions often ends with the fragmentation of the other party. But this does not prevent Mo Cheng from feeling that he is a polite and civilized guy. The roar of the titan leading many dragon beasts on the battlefield reminded Mo Cheng in a trance of the time when he was frantically planting flags in various cities in [Foreign Land], so that they were all driven away by the guards. After all, creating a large number of corpses at other people's city gates is very detrimental to the appearance of the city. It's a pity that after leaving the city gate without the restraint of the guards, most of Mo Cheng's encounters changed from one-on-one [debating] to one-on-many [Battle Royale]. "This feeling of raising flags at the city gate to beg for pk is really nostalgic." The titan was not as reckless as he appeared, evidenced by the obviously tamed dragon beasts following him. Those dragon beasts seemed scattered, but Faintly occupying all directions led by Titan. No matter from which direction Mo Cheng attacks or sneaks, those dragon beasts will be the first line of defense, and when the Titans attack, the group of dragon beasts will be the best hunting dogs and assists. At the same time, only simple leather armor covers the vital parts of the titan, but the power of the earth under his feet cannot be induced. If necessary, he can put on heavy armor in an instant like an armored warrior. The most threatening thing to Mo Cheng is the weapon on Tai Tan. The huge ax on his back, the fishing net on his waist, and the stick in his hand all gave Mo Cheng a threatening aura. The dragon-slaying weapon is still quite old, probably it is a weapon handed down from the ancient times when the titan and the giant dragon fought. Mo Cheng felt the screams and wailing of many giant dragons on it. These dragon-slaying weapons hit the giant dragon, and I am afraid that not every blow is a critical strike. But his blood and armor are enough to ignore the opponent's critical strike damage. Facing an opponent who restrained himself in a certain sense, when Mo Cheng was thinking about how to deal with the opponent tactically, Tai Tan spoke again. Or provocative. "Get out, weak reptile, you weakling who is praised by the ignorant, let the mighty Shumura tell you what real strength is!" "Oh, this guy doesn't seem to be very good at talking. "Obviously, I was provoked, and Mo Cheng also accepted the provocation. At this moment, he directly forgot what tactics, what direction, etc., and many times he only had one response to this provocative approach. Crush each other! Without thinking too much, Mo Cheng directly jumped down from a high place, but this time he did not use [Ancient Dragon Form] to change into [Blazing Legacy True Dragon] to fight against the enemy. The opponent's means and weapons were obviously used to target the giant Dragon's. There was no need to choose a style of play that would be targeted, so Mo Cheng chose another way. Flesh puppets! Rumble! ! The huge body hit the ground, causing violent vibrations, and a large amount of smoke and mud covered everyone's sight. But soon the mages of Aundair and Siyalana released their spells to blow away the smoke. Then everyone's eyes widened, whether it was Aundair's side or Siyalana's side, even the titan Humula also widened his eyes. The whole body is bronze in color, with a huge body, only the lower body is wearing a pair of pants, and the naked rising muscles are bulging, containing huge strength. That is undoubtedly a giant, Titan! "Who are you?!" Humula's voice trembled a little. For some reason, he felt an inexplicable fear shrouding him, called the fear of death. And amidst that fear, there were also endless doubts. The strange giant that appeared in front of him was undoubtedly a Titan. But in Shumula's feeling, the fellow who seemed to be of the same race in front of him seemed very strange. An indescribable eccentricity, rationality is telling Shumura that the giant in front of him is a titan, of the same race, but a feeling is telling Humora that the [thing] in front of him is not a titan at all, let alone a race. Familiar yet unfamiliar, friendly yet dangerous, contradictory feelings keep appearing on my body. Mo Cheng stood up slowly and smiled. [Flesh Puppet] not only made his body huge, but also changed his face, which seemed to be extraordinarily ferocious, even among the Titans. It belongs to the level of frightening children to cry at night. Just such a smile made the dragon beast beside Shumura spontaneously enter the fighting state, the muscles of the body tensed up, ready to cull them out at any time. "Me?" The right hand clenched his fist concealedly, and at the same time adjusted the angle to get as close as possible without attracting the other party's attention, "My name is Triga..." Humula focused on his own words In that instant, Mo Cheng's fist blatantly blasted out, the punch was so powerful that the void exploded like a mountain of gods. Strong, powerful, domineering, with a punch, everything is destroyed between the fists, without using holy light, nor using thunder, and without any magic, purely punching with the flesh at this moment, it shows Ten or even nine points of fierce, mad, evil, and evil. Humula realized in an instant that the place where the opponent appeared was Aundair's position, but it was too late to realize now. Mo Cheng's fist was only half an arm's distance away from his heart, and at the same time, the evil spirit emanating from Mo Cheng's body shocked Huumula even more. Although he was only shocked for a moment, he already knew that he couldn't dodge Mo Cheng's punch. Then there is no need to hide! Humula swung the baton in his hand, and slammed it hard at Mo Cheng, trying to exchange injuries with him, or even exchange injuries for lives. But is it that simple? "Qitou, play your life with me, you can't afford it!" Without any thought of fighting back to defend, Mo Cheng's fist was faster and fiercer, he knew that if Huumula bet his life with him, he would lose Then there is only the other party. The two refused to give in to each other, their sticks were aimed at the head, their fists were aimed at the heart, trying to tell the difference between life and death at the moment of fighting. But... Humula flinched, and when he saw Mo Cheng's gaze that showed no awe of death, he flinched, and the power of the baton in his hand also decreased greatly. But he backed down, and Mo Cheng would not give up his determination to kill the other party. However, at this moment, the dragon beast brought by Huumula unexpectedly rushed towards Mo Cheng, blocking the front of Mo Cheng's fist. puff! With a soft sound, Mo Cheng's fist landed on the dragon beast's body. At this moment, all the bones and flesh of the dragon beast were blasted out, and the flesh and blood were driven by the punch and turned into a storm, wrapping Huumura in it. At this time, Humula finally had the time to activate his innate ability, and the power of the earth was continuously absorbed, forming a set of heavy armor to envelop it. The flesh and blood storm clanged on the heavy armor, but it failed to cause Huumura any harm. Behind the heavy armor, Humula's voice was full of dignity, "It turns out that you are the same as me..." Mo Cheng keenly noticed that the heavy armor on Humula had scales like a giant dragon. dragon scales...