Dragon Claws Work, Dragon Tail Swinging

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A deafening dragon chant sounded, and the ancient dragon’s hands became claws, just like the dragon wagging its tail and violently sailing the titanium alloy wall.

Laboratory Deuce couldn’t help laughing when he looked at the huge LCD screen. When you break the aerospace titanium alloy, Li Ling would have died long ago, so it’s all right. I’ll let you despair in hope, let you watch Li Ling die in the herbal medicine god Xiao XIII, and let them live longer. Their consciousness didn’t reach the limit.

On the other side, Li Ling Xiao Shisan felt the opposite vibration.

Ancient induction Li Ling a joy in my heart.

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Suddenly Li Lingshen stumbled, and he felt that his rocker was broken, and a limp and numb leg force fell to the ground.

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As soon as Li Ling fell to the ground, a new human suddenly jumped on him with his hands in fists and his expression was calm and thundered at him.

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Looking at the huge fist crashing down, Li Ling’s pupil suddenly contracted and his head moved.

Halfadult new human fist blasted Li Ling’s ear, making his ears shake and dizzy.

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At the same time, a semiadult new human grabbed Li Ling’s ankle with a bow.

Dead, the angel smiled happily.

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Li Ling, here we come.

Herb predecessors, let’s help you.

Ethan behind them, the group of ancient Chinese fighters fled out, one by one, with a brilliant color, and rushed away into the distance.

Every step they take is under the pressure of terror. The seven masters and the strong fight ripples enough to make them lose most of their fighting capacity.

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Chapter 949 Boss, I’m sorry, that’s a compatriot!

Ethan’s expression changed slightly and looked behind him and rushed to Li Ling, their ancient Chinese fighters ы qi.

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Go and help Li Ling.

Dong Lao gives me an arm.

Lao Zhao, don’t you always brag about your broken palm? Let me open my eyes today.

Want the past Angel’s line of sight swept away and looked at the rushing shot. More than 60 ancient Chinese fighters smiled coldly.

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Behind the angel, a pair of wings as white as snow suddenly spread out, and a bright silver light turned into a rush to the ancient Chinese fighters.

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Break the cloud palm

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In his thirties, Lao Zhao was a local martial arts school owned by a Gu Wu family, and he has also taught many younger brothers over the years. Unfortunately, none of them can master the broken cloud palm, which is the only regret in his heart.

Lao Yang, don’t you want to see my broken cloud palm? Today I will open your eyes. Lao Zhao’s face is smiling with regret but his hands are very bright. It’s like a monkey’s paw, but his sharp nails are facing his palm

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The angel sneered at a figure and suddenly appeared around Lao Zhao. The speed of terror made Lao Zhao unable to respond.

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Snowwhite wings stained with deep red blood Lao Zhao looked down at himself with a face unwilling to be penetrated by the wings behind the angel, and his hands gradually softened.

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Lao Yang’s eyes are splitting and he looks at Lao Zhao’s unwilling eyes.品茶

Lao Yang, it’s a pity that you can’t see the broken cloud palm.

Ah, die for me. Lao Yang’s body was full of qi, and the top of the skull raised a burst of white smoke. His hair seemed to be set on fire.

Another Death Angel corners of the mouth slightly tilted and moved slightly.

Bang! The angel’s snowwhite wings pierced his chest, and Lao Zhao was thrown out like a missile.

Ethan eyelid a lift figure roar suddenly appeared in front of Lao Zhao’s body a will around.

Lao Zhao’s mouth was full of blood, and he opened his mouth and looked at Ethan to say something, but he kept spilling blood and let him send it out.

Lao Yang’s grimfaced eyes sparkled with rich sadness and true qi sprayed out of his pores.

I didn’t try my best. I looked at Lao Yang’s angel and laughed. My right foot was like a flash crashing down on Lao Yang’s head.

Too soon.

I’m so close to Lao Yang’s consciousness that I don’t respond.

I’m going to die.

Lao Yang was desperate in his heart. He hated himself for being so weak and not being able to avenge Lao Zhao.

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Suddenly, a strong airflow passed by Lao Yang.

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