Versatile Mage Chapter 2655: Bashing the holy bear

"You are too small to underestimate my skills, there is no gold bear claw in my world that can't be torn apart ..." When Yang Geer sneered out these words, his eyes were very natural(ly). On Mo Fan´s chest armor.

However, what he saw was not the tearing of the armor, the blood was flowing, and Mo Fan stood there neatly. On his flashy black breastplate, let alone a torn crack, even a basic mark nothing!

It's still so smooth and bright, still so metallic, just like it was just taken out of the refining stove.

Younger tried very hard to remember whether the other party used Magic to counteract his holy bear brute force, but he clearly remembered that the other party directly ate his heavy claw and the golden claw Yin Explosion also really hit his chest.

Why is there no effect at all? ?

I feel that Yanger ’s eyes are about to bulge like a goldfish. I just want to see a trace of his attack on the Mo Fan´s breastplate, otherwise it will hurt my self-esteem too!

"What kind of equipment are you!" Younger gave up and asked annoyedly.

Mo Fan is too lazy to answer, anyway, soon Yangger will personally feel the oppression brought by this set of black dragon magic! !

When the dragon bone boots stepped on, Mo Fan turned into a dragon that emerged out of a black sea of ​​vines, and slammed into Yanger in full force. This speed reached some wind spells without using any Magic. pinnacle.

Mo Fan armband clenched into a fist. For a time, the precise air holes of those above armband absorbed the surrounding airflow, and finally all gathered in his fist position.

The whole armband was suddenly given a dragon dragon wind. When I saw the fist slamming out, the dragon dragon wind punched out by the fist rolled up layer after layer of destroying fist waves. The burly golden holy bear threw up.

Yangle changed the golden flame into a golden shield of fire anyway. In this defensive posture, even a Sovereign-level collision may cause this Sovereign to hurt several bones by itself, but the power of the dragon's fist has surpassed those. The fierce monsters do not know how many times, the flame golden shield can not resist.

"Boom !!!"

Yangl fell down, and he was surrounded by a large area of ​​ruins through the fist, as if there was a giant dragon wielding the sky-winged wings from here.

He was sore all over, his legs trembling and crawling up.

There are some defects in the shape of the holy bear beast wrapped in gold flames. Younger has to gritt his teeth to wake up as many blood lines of holy bear in his body as possible, so that his body does not look so half-human. Half bear.

Does the other party get this suit, is it really flashy?

Yangle no longer thinks so much. After being injured, he began to have some awe at Mo Fan.

The enemy is too light, Laoshante is right, this is a strong man!

"Dragon, except the dragon, I can't think of anything comparable to my holy bear." Yanger said very positively.

"You know what you know." Mo Fan smiled.

His costume is not only a dragon, but also the black dragon with the highest bloodlines among the dragons!

Red dragons, green dragons, flying dragons, and red dragons cannot be compared with black dragons.

So unless Yangger can turn a half-orc into a bright Gold Dragon, a bear from North Europe is not enough.

"Dragon trample!"

Mo Fan jumped up and appeared above Yanger.

At a height of 100 meters, the black magic Mo Fan was so fierce that it dropped a huge dragon. The dragon actually hovered over Yangger's head, bringing Yangger endless oppression!

"Boom! !!!!!!!!!"

In this step, the mountain collapsed and the nearby hundreds of buildings turned into dust at the same time. This force is absolutely comparable to the presence of a dragon, river faults, and mountain forest collapse.

Yangl could n’t move. He stood in the trampled area. His body fell severely with the ground. When he fell to the bottom, his internal organs were all shattered. His bones were no longer sore, but scattered!

Without the physique of this golden holy bear, he feels that he has already turned into a pool of mud, a domineering and wild force, and you must know that a strong man with blood like a half-orc, such as Younger, can no longer be called For pure Mage too.

In Northern Europe, those weak Mage is a group of mosquitoes that can shoot at will in front of people like him who are comparable to the magic beast battle level. Even if they encounter the superb and superb big Mage of cultivation base, they are like giant bears and wild dogs.

After learning about the violent methods of the person in front of him, Younger realized that there was still a Mage in the East that was even more fierce than their Nordic sacred bear.

I have make a move and there are no marks on my armor.

People's make a move, basically comminuted fracture.

How else to fight this?

......

Mo Fan followed the rift in the mountain, intending to kill Younger.

To tell the truth, Mo Fan did n’t even think of the black dragon suit so fiercely. After all, he did n’t even cast a spell. It was a real dragon possession, a punch, a landslide. crack.

A golden flame, swaying in the cracks of the rock, Mo Fan chased over and transformed armband into the shape of the black dragon's claws. The keel boots at the foot also quickly changed, blending with the earth to form a pool The black paradox, which made the Mo Fan´s action began to drift away.

"Running?"

Mo Fan came closer and found that the flames were not Younger. Younger was like a bear skin who was throwing himself into the ground, and he did not know when he had slipped away.

"The original Nordic holy bear with the powerful blood of gold is the groundhog, and the ability to escape from the ground is not learned by most people." Mo Fan laughed when he saw a hole not far away.

Mo Fan does not need to drill holes.

Anyway, how Yanger runs is basically to escape to Pingshan and join his other brethren.

Mo Fan just needs to catch up along the mountain road.

Yanger, but he did n’t escape far. He heard the words Mo Fan´s, and his face became pig liver color.

The most brave combat organization in Northern Europe has been named a groundhog, but it cannot be refuted.

"If you dare to come up, I will let you see the real Nordic Saint Bear !!!" Younger shouted at a distance.

"You know, I'm magical equipment, and it won't last long, so what's the difference between intentionally procrastinating and admitting defeat?" Mo Fan replied.

"So you still can't compare with the blood of my holy bear like this, and our holy bear brothers don't fight alone." Yanger roared angrily.

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