C1329 Ruthlessness(last Part)
"Chu Yang, you dare!"
The silver dragon's eyes were about to crack. It seemed as if it had gone crazy as it charged at Chu Yang. Waves of dragon roars echoed in the air. He shot out nine silver dragons that looked like nine drills at Chu Yang.
"You're courting death!"
The anger in Chu Yang's heart exploded.
Swish!
He gave up his dream of memorizing the Yin, and with a disordered step, he went straight for the Silver Dragon. At the same time, because Chu Yang had moved out of the way, that silver dragon had fiercely drilled its way into Remembering Dream.
Silver Dragon felt his soul leaving his body and immediately tried to control it. However, in that instant, Chu Yang had already gotten close to him and threw a punch at him from behind.
"Such a fast speed!"
Silver Dragon was astonished. He didn't have enough time to defend against the attack as a silver dragon shot out from behind him. Before it could transform into a drill, it was blown apart by Chu Yang's fist and smashed towards the silver dragon.
"How is this possible? The flood dragon formed from my mana is actually not even able to withstand a single blow!"
Silver Dragon's cultivation base was also at the Appearance Mantra. It was extremely shocking, but his mana was like a piece of paper to Chu Yang as it was instantly destroyed.
With this thought, Chu Yang's fist was like a drill that drilled into Silver Dragon's body and went through his entire body. The terrifying destructive power caused his meridians to be torn apart, his flesh to be torn apart and minced. His bones were also broken, and his internal organs were about to be minced.
"Only you know how to drill!"
Chu Yang sneered. He had no good impression of Silver Dragon. No matter what Silver Dragon's reason was, standing against him was his enemy. It was either you or me.
Swish!
Suddenly, Chu Yang felt that Silver Dragon's flesh was wiggling like a dragon. He immediately flew forward, increasing the distance between them.
During this process, Chu Yang could clearly see a bloody hole. He could even see the pretty face of Meng Meng from the hole.
If Silver Dragon Zi were to punch again, he would definitely die, but Chu Yang could not care less.
Swish!
He turned back and threw a punch at Yi Yinmeng's head, but he immediately felt a formless obstruction, and it only got bigger and bigger.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
A light shone from between her eyebrows, and her spiritual force surged out, forming all sorts of barriers that eventually formed a shield.
"Can you block it? Die!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Chu Yang used Nine Revolutions, he released the power of one hundred and eighty thousand dragons, destroying all obstructions. The shield formed by his spirit exploded without any suspense, but it still managed to buy some time for Remembering Dream.
She rolled away, dodging the blow.
Rumble rumble rumble!
Chu Yang's fist smashed into the ground and the ground exploded. Dust flew up into the air and rushed towards Chu Yang. The wind was sharp, but Chu Yang had completely suppressed it.
"Can you leave?"
The parrot was flabbergasted as it watched the scene unfold. He thought to himself, "This is such a ruthless trap. Such a beautiful woman, don't tell me you've never thought of taking her into your room."
It couldn't help but ask, "Is Chu Pi a man or not?"0
Other than Ban ShengRong and the rest nodding their heads, Cui Xinliao and the other two were only looking down on him. Where in the world was there no grass? Was he lacking a dream to memorize? Since it was an enemy, then it would be impossible for it to be a woman. Furthermore, it would be extremely laughable for her to have held back.
"Brother-in-law, that's your wife. How could you be so heartless?"
At the same time, she also made her move. It was extremely sharp and fierce, and there was no way she could have a brother-in-law.
Originally, Remembering Dream had rolled on the spot, but she hadn't been able to escape. However, with the attack of Remembrance Dream, Chu Yang managed to dodge and she managed to avoid the calamity once again.
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