Hansen’s fist bombarded the roaring dragon that was made up of dragons. The dragon was like a paper paste. It was directly bombarded by Hansen’s fist from the faucet position. Broken up with Hansen’s fist.

Hey!

Hansen’s fist slammed into the fist of the dragon thirty-nine, and the face of the dragon thirty-nine was suddenly distorted.

Distorted with his face, there are fists and arms. The fist of the dragon thirty-nine hits Hansen's fist, like a ball hitting the iron plate vigorously, the phalanx is smashing and cracking, while the fist Distorted, even with the entire arm twisted, the armor on the top is also broken.

Hansen’s fist is still non-stop, like a strong stamping column, slamming on the chest of the dragon thirty-nine.

The high-uplifted chest muscles and the sternum collapsed together. The body of the dragon thirty-nine turned like a cooked shrimp. The dragon's blood spurted out within seven miles and quickly flew out.

Hey!

The body of the dragon thirty-nine pulled out a deep trench of a kilometer long on the grassland, and smashed into a pile of sloping stones, and spattered the smashing stones, which stopped.

The dragons and 19 dragons who watched the battle had their eyes wide open, and they looked at the smoke that was rolling like a dragon, and could hardly believe their eyes.

With the powerful body of the dragons, they will be defeated by the same order in an overwhelming advantage. One punch almost killed the dragon thirty-nine, and it is simply unbelievable.

It’s not just the dragons. The marquis of all the tribes who saw this scene near the grasslands are all horrified.

That is the dragon, the dragon who claimed to be the first dragon of the heavens, was shot by the same level, it was like a doll, which is too scary.

"Human... gold coin... what race is it... have you heard of it..."

"No... human race... a strange race..."

"It’s too horrible... even the dragon’s body is punched like that...”

"The physical strength of the Terran is terrible!"

Many of the creatures who saw this scene were talking about it. The dragons that were covered with blood were struggling to get up from the rock. The chest had already fallen into the middle of the battle. It was a bit difficult to stand still. The dragons overflowed from time to time. blood.

"Hey!" The dragon thirty-nine sent out a dragon scorpion, and the body suddenly swelled up. The dragon wing behind it swelled in the sky, the body was quickly covered by dragon scales, and the dragon horn was also shining, looking like an avatar for one end. Humanoid dragon.

The arm that was blown by Hansen also healed by himself, and he recovered as soon as possible.

The dissimilated dragon thirty-nine rushed over again, and the body broke through the space and instantly reached Hansen's face. The fist wrapped in the dragon scale slammed into Hansen's chest.

The fist tears the air, and the gas squeaks after the suppression, like a thunder, as if under the punch, even a mountain can explode.

A palm wrapped in gold armor suddenly appeared in front of the punch, and the slender fingers grasped the horrible fist of the dragon thirty-nine.

Such a terrible punch, in an instant, stood still, all the power and impact in the hand disappeared invisible, as if the punch of the dragon thirty-nine is just pretending, no effort at all.

Among the horrified eyes of the people, I saw that the palm of the hand wrapped in the golden armor moved, and the whole person of the dragon thirty-nine was smashed by the palm of the hand.

Bang! Bang!

After the trivialization of the dragon thirty-nine, the majestic dragon body, like a sandbag, was smashed by Hansen with one hand, and the earth was given two big pits.

Dragon 39's heterogeneous dragons were also broken by the broken bones, and soon they were about to fall into a piece of software.

Oh!

A piece of white paper is broken, and the body of the dragon that is about to be smashed disappears in a space twist.

"It’s too violent... even the dragons are violently ruined... how strong is the guy’s body...”

"It's not a level at all. If it's not the dragon's 39th, it's fast, tearing up its famous paper, and it will definitely be blown down in a few more times."

"The same is the Marquis, even the power to complete the abuse of the dragon, then what human body is so horrible?"

"How have you never heard of this race before?"

......

Within the Dragon, the face of Long Xun’s face was shocked: "Nine brothers, do you know the race of the Terran? It seems that you have not heard of this race in the upper class?"

"It should not be the upper class." Long Nine's face is a bit ugly. Although Dragon 39 is not the strongest of the Marquis of the Dragon, it is very rare to be abused by the same-order creatures.

For a time, the names of the Terran and the Gold Coins were spread by many people who watched the battle here, but because the Marquis-level battle did not receive much attention, and the range of mountains and rivers in the Bronze Scrolls was too large, not many creatures. Seeing the process of Hansen’s tyranny of the dragon thirty-nine, the influence is not great.

However, after Hansen violently abused the dragon thirty-nine, the nearby marquis fled like a wind, and no one dared to come to Hansen again.

A guy who can violently turn the dragon, who is not willing to use his bones to prove whether his fist is really hard.

Hansen originally wanted to find a few guys to practice a hand, but the nearby Marquis had already run without a shadow, and Han Sen could not find an opponent.

In the Viscount-level area of ​​the Genealogy spectrum, a little boy who looks like a five- or six-year-old, wearing a white armor, is marching in the desert.

A nickname of the mad cow family saw the little boy from afar. The four-meter-high body quickly rushed over, and a pair of bulls stared at the famous paper next to the little baron.

"Sanctuary... Han Xiaohua... I haven't heard of it..." The mad cow priest stared at the little boy and said coldly: "Small, no matter where you come from, now tear the famous paper away, or your grandfather." Just a punch broke you."

"Sanctuary Han Xiaohua, please advise." Han Xiaohua said slightly to the mad cow Viscount.

"Hey, look for death!" The mad cow Viscount snorted and punched Han Xiaohua's head in the past, smashing Han Xiaohua's head into his stomach, and then smashing the body into a patties.

Han Xiaohua was slightly nervous. This is the first time he has played against the creatures outside the sanctuary. He has gone all out to make the spirit go all out. The small face behind the visor is very serious.

"How can it be so slow... There must be some special changes... Meiyue said that all beings are sinister... I have to be careful and careful... I can’t miss his tricks..." Han Xiaohua thought, the body would move quickly. When he got up, he avoided the punch of the mad cow, and did not fight back immediately. He just wanted to see what he had intrigue.

"You can run quite a kid, I see where you can go." The mad cow Viscount was violent, and he punched the ball toward Han Xiaohua.