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Chapter three hundred and eighty second the golden wheel(1/2)

Chen Fan instantly changed to another figure, but he didn't expect that Zonglavimon was prepared!

He pointed at the east and hit the other side, threw the iron pestle out, and Chen Fan groaned and fell to the ground!

"Little bastard, I underestimated you last time! You have no chance this time!"

While speaking, Zonglavimon pounced on him and picked up the iron sword. He wanted to draw out the iron sword and chop Chen Fan, but he didn't expect that the iron sword was extremely heavy and he didn't pick it up. When he was stunned by the wrong body, Chen Fan had already jumped up and kicked!

Chen Fan's body was stretched out, his hind legs were filled with a whirlwind kicked Zonlavimon's face!

This kick was extremely clean and kicked him aloud!

"bass!"

The iron sword came out, Chen Fan held his hands and poked them down!

Zonglavimon's head shrank, and the iron sword pierced the sky. His strength was too strong and he couldn't stop it. Chen Fan watched Zonglavimon turn over and kick his leg!

When he kicked, Chen Fan was kicked to pieces!

Chen Fan rolled down three times and landed on the ground. When he landed, masks appeared on the faces of the three figures, but they were exactly the same!

The long sword broke the wind and stabbed Zonlavimon's back at the same time!

At this time, Zorra Vimon was still holding his body upside down and could not dodge at all!

"bite!"

The tip of the sword was pointed at Zora Vimon's body, and when the force was exposed, a golden light flashed!

The words on Zonglavimon spread from the tip of the sword, and they actually put in golden armor to protect him!

What!?

Chen Fan's stinging power was quite strong, and the ancient sword was bent!

But such a sharp sword couldn't even stab it!

Chen Fan took a step and flashed his head, changed to stabbing, and passed by with a sword, but slapped Zonglavimon's hands on his hands!

"Grass!" Chen Fan cursed inwardly, pulling his sword and kicking his leg!

The kick was stuffed on the other party's chest and his body squirmed across the other party's neck!

"Ding!" Another string of Mars was holding its breath and pressed it hard with its neck!

At the same time, Zonglavimon's hand reached out, and the palm was blasting out, hitting Chen Fan's chest!

"Bang!"

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Chen Fan fell heavily!

Zonlavimon chased after him instantly!

Chen Fan landed and shouted to meet him!

Rather than saying that both sides are competing for technology, it is better to say that they are competing for momentum. At that moment, the two of them slapped a palm at the same time!

"Bang", Zongla Vimon withdrew half a step and Chen Fan flew out!

Chen Fan turned around, flashed to the point where he was close, and then he clenched again!

"Bang!"

The third time he hit his palm, Zongla Viemon withdrew two steps and was about to stop. Chen Fan's mouth was covered in blood and his eyes turned red. He screamed and rushed over again! He looked completely desperate!

"ha!"

Chen Fan is like a tiger, trying hard!

When this fourth time, Zonglavimon, who had a numb wrist, suddenly became timid.

He dodged on the spot, hooked his feet, Chen Fan couldn't stop and chewed on the ground!

Zonglavimon's palm trembled, shook his teeth and turned around for half a circle, and finally kicked Chen Fan out!

Chen Fan rolled into the corner like a ball, and was about to get up, and blood was flowing under the mask!

"Hahaha, boy! I have to admit that you are indeed brave, but no matter how brave you are, you are still not smart enough!"

Zonlavimon sneered in a slightly stiff voice.

He slapped his hands and a huge golden wheel appeared in his palm!

No, not one, two!

Zonlavimon flipped over and jumped up, and two golden wheels flew out in turn!

Chen Fan hooked his hand and raised his long sword. He wanted to dodge, but he knew that he couldn't dodge at this time. He didn't have time to think too much in desperation. While glaring, he gave his last strength to pick it up, and bang! He picked one away!

But this one is already the limit. When the second came, he ran out and ran out!

"it's over."

Seeing that Chen Fan was covered in blood and could not move, the demon-subduing pestle in his hand went backwards.

He smiled grimly and said, "Little! Grandpa has been playing with you for so long, and he has been tired! Until I see this, you should go to the underworld to cry with your grandpa!"

"You are the one who wants to cry!" Chen Fan gasped and sneered.

"You still dare to be stubborn? Look at the pestle!" With a bang, the demon-subduing pestle rushed to Chen Fan's face.

Chen Fan was about to raise his palm, but he couldn't move.

Chen Fan's consciousness was a little blurred, and time seemed to slow down at that moment!

His pupils suddenly shrank together, but his eyes became darker little by little.

"Move quickly! Move quickly!" Chen Fan shouted in his heart!

However, his hands, his legs, and his body were completely out of control!

Even the Guluan Sword knocked away the golden wheel, and I don’t know where it fell!

It's over!

Can't escape!

Is it all over like this?

Chen Fan shook his body and leaned down almost desperately.

No, I can't die!

I can't die!

I shouldn't be the one who wants to die!

It's him!

"Dongdong..."

"call!"

Suddenly, Chen Fan's body flashed, and with the appearance of strange patterns, the air around him trembled!

Chen Fan's body, which could not move, suddenly shook slightly!

He looked up!

Wave!

"bite!"

After a crisp sound, the dust around him was pushed away!

"Hahahahahahaha..."

Accompanied by a sinister and strange laughter, Chen Fan's expression changed from despair to hideous!

His eyes widened, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his perverse expression made people shudder!

"brush!"

"brush!"

"brush!"

"brush!"

"brush!"

Thousands of miles away, at least five people in different directions opened their eyes at the same time and raised their heads!

"What a powerful aura."

The Taoist in white robe stood on an ancient building, staring at the north, and said nothing for a long time.

"Is it him?"

Aside the Taoist, the woman holding the floating and rising hands looked in the same direction.

"Owner."
To be continued...
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