Han Sen's fist struck the roaring dragon transformed from the dragon's breath. The dragon was like paper, and was directly blasted in from the dragon's head by Han Sen's fist. The entire dragon transformed from the dragon's breath was It shattered as Han Sen's fist moved forward.
Bang!
Han Sen's fist collided with Long Thirty-Nine's fist, and Long Thirty-Nine's face suddenly became distorted.
As distorted as his face were his fists and arms. Long Sanjiu's fist hit Han Sen's fist, like a ball hitting an iron plate. The finger bones made a cracking sound, and at the same time, the fist It was twisted and deformed, and the entire arm was twisted along with it, and the armor on it was also broken.
But Han Sen's fist still kept on hitting Long Thirty-Nine's chest like a strong punching pillar.
The high bulging chest muscles and sternum collapsed together. Long Sanjiu's body was bent like a cooked shrimp. The dragon's blood spurted out from the seven orifices and flew backwards quickly.
Bang!
Long Thirty-Nine's body pulled out a thousand-meter-long deep trench on the grassland and crashed into a pile of rocks. The rocks were scattered in all directions before it stopped.
Long Jiu and Long Jiu, who were watching the battle, opened their eyes wide, looking at the billowing smoke and dust in disbelief, almost unable to believe their eyes.
With the powerful physique of the Dragon Clan, he was actually overwhelmingly defeated by his peers in terms of strength. He almost killed Long Thirty-Nine with one punch. It was simply unbelievable.
Not only the dragons, but also the marquis creatures of all races near the grassland who saw this scene had expressions of horror on their faces.
That was the Dragon Clan. The Dragon Clan, known as the most brave in the world, was blown away by a punch of the same rank. It was like a doll. This was too scary.
"Human race... gold coins... what race is that... have you heard of it..."
"No... the human race... such a strange race..."
"It's so terrifying... Even the dragon's body was beaten like that by one punch..."
"The human body's physical strength is so terrifying!"
Many creatures who saw this scene were talking about it. Long Sanjiu, who was covered in blood, struggled to get up from the rocks. His chest had sunk more than half, and it was difficult to even stand. Long Sanjiu was overflowing from his seven orifices from time to time. Blood.
"Roar!" Long Thirty-Nine let out a dragon roar, and his body suddenly swelled up. The dragon wings on his back emitted soaring dragon energy, and his body was quickly covered by dragon scales. The dragon's horns also glowed brightly, and it looked as if he had transformed into a head. Humanoid flying dragon.
The arm that was broken by Han Sen also healed on its own and returned to its original state in an instant.
The alienated Long Thirty-Nine rushed over again, breaking through the space with his body and reaching Han Sen in an instant. The fist wrapped in dragon scales slammed into Han Sen's chest.
The fist tore through the air, letting out a suppressed and explosive sound, like a thunderbolt, as if even a mountain could be exploded under that punch.
A palm wrapped in golden armor suddenly appeared in front of the punch, and its slender fingers grabbed Long Thirty-Nine's terrifying fist.
That extremely terrifying punch stopped in an instant, and all the power and impact disappeared in that hand, as if Long Sanjiu's punch was just a show of force and had no force at all.
In the horrified eyes of everyone, they saw the palm wrapped in golden armor move, and Long Sanjiu's whole body was thrown up by that palm.
Boom boom! Boom boom!
The majestic dragon body after Long Thirty-Nine's alienation was like a broken sandbag. Han Sen held it with one hand and threw it from left to right, leaving two big holes in the ground.
Long Thirty-Nine's alien dragons were also smashed to the point of having their bones broken and their flesh rotten, and they were about to collapse into a limp body within a few blows.
Tsk!
A piece of white paper shattered, and Long Thirty-Nine's body, which was about to explode, disappeared in a burst of space distortion.
"It's so violent... Even the dragons were maimed by violence... How strong is that guy's body..."
"They are not on the same level at all. If Long Sanjiu hadn't seen the opportunity quickly and tore his own name paper, he would have been smashed a few more times."
"The same Marquis actually used his strength to completely defeat the Dragon Clan. Are all human beings with such terrifying physiques?"
"Why have you never heard of this race before?"
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Within the dragon clan, Long Nineteen looked shocked: "Brother Jiu, do you know what race the human race is? It seems that you have never heard of this race among the upper clan?"
"It shouldn't be the superior clan." Long Jiu's face looked a little ugly. Although Long Thirty-nine was not the strongest among the dragon clan marquises, it was very rare for him to be abused like this by a creature of the same level.
For a time, the names of the human race and the gold coins were spread by many people who were paying attention to the battle here, just because the battle of the Marquis level did not receive much attention, and the range of mountains and rivers in the Bronze Ancient Scroll was too large, and there were not many creatures. I saw the process of Han Sen tyrannizing Dragon Thirty-Nine, so his influence was not very great.
However, after Han Sen violently brutalized Long Thirty-Nine, all the nearby marquises fled like the wind, and no one dared to trouble Han Sen again.
For a guy who can violently defeat dragons, no one is willing to use his own bones to prove whether his fist is really that strong.
Han Sen originally wanted to find a few more guys to practice with, but the nearby Marquis had already disappeared, and Han Sen couldn't find an opponent for a while.
In the viscount-level area of the genetic spectrum of living beings, a little boy who looked to be only five or six years old, wearing a white armor, was marching in the desert.
A viscount from the Mad Bull Clan saw the little boy from a distance. His majestic four-meter-tall body rushed over quickly, his eyes staring at the famous paper next to the little baron.
"Sanctuary... Han Xiaohua... I've never heard of it..." Viscount Mad Bull stared at the little boy and said coldly: "Little one, no matter where you are from, tear up the name paper and get out of here right now, otherwise your Grandpa Niu I'll kill you with one punch."
"Sanctuary Han Xiaohua, please give me some advice." Han Xiaohua said with a slight salute to Viscount Mad Bull.
"Hmph, you're looking for death!" Mad Bull Viscount shouted coldly, and punched Han Xiaohua's head, intending to smash Han Xiaohua's head into his stomach, and then smash her body into a meat pie.
Han Xiaohua was slightly nervous. This was the first time he had fought against a creature outside the sanctuary. He was full of energy and went all out. The little face behind the visor was very serious.
"Why is it so slow... There must be some special change... Aunt Mei said that all living beings are dangerous... I have to be careful and careful... I can't fall into his tricks..." Han Xiaohua thought in her heart and moved her body quickly. He stood up and dodged the punch from the Mad Bull Viscount. He did not fight back immediately, but just wanted to see clearly what conspiracy he had.
"Boy, you can run pretty well. Let's see where you can go." Mad Bull Viscount roared again, punched and chased Han Xiaohua.
