Super soldier Wang Qiao

Chapter 1854 Broken Dragon Pestle!
At this time, Emperor Cang saw a red light shining on his body in his hand.

And it was still shaking violently.

"What's going on?" Emperor Cang murmured.

But the knife was moving, as if it was about to leave his hand.

On the other side, his light dragon claws were also shaking violently at this time, and they were no longer under his control.

"What exactly is going on?"

Tang Zhong fell to the ground, regardless of the blood on his body, seeing Emperor Cang's performance at this moment, he knew that he must have succeeded, and a smile appeared on his face.

It was exactly as he had guessed!
At this time, Emperor Cang also saw the change in his weapon, and his pupils widened: "Damn it, how could this happen?"

He saw the blood on the weapon, and then thought of Tang Zhong's actions just now, and immediately narrowed his eyes.

Is he being calculated now?

He also remembered that his weapon belonged to a dragon in the first place, and the dragon's blood can definitely activate this weapon, damn it!
Emperor Cang panicked.

He gripped the Cangshen Knife tightly.

But now it seems that he can't grasp it anymore, and the Cangshen knife seems to be out of his control.

Suddenly, it flew out of his palm, and so did Guanglongclaw.

"Damn!"

At this time, Emperor Cang's face was extremely ugly!
"do not want!"

But the two weapons still flew away.

At the same time, the other nine weapons on the ground also flew up together, gathering together with Cangshen Saber and Guanglongclaw!
And above the weapon, there is still light shining.

Seeing this scene, Tang Zhong started to get scared from the ground with difficulty, he felt that his guess might be won.

Seeing Tang Zhong get up from the ground, Emperor Cang said with a cold smile: "You think that you have taken away the other two weapons, and you are my opponent. If you don't have twelve weapons, you will not be at all. My opponent!"

"Do you really think there are twelve weapons?" Tang Chong murmured.

Tang Zhong felt that it is absolutely impossible to have twelve weapons now, there are eleven weapons in total, and as for why there are twelve weapons, the last one is not a weapon at all, but the person who uses it!

Whoever uses these weapons is the No.12 weapon.

Twelve weapons, as long as they are fused together, they will become the ultimate weapon, the weapon called Broken Dragon Pestle!
When Emperor Cang heard this, his eyes widened and he stared at Tang Zhong: "What do you mean by that?"

"There is no No.12 weapon? It's just farting. Dragons say that there are twelve weapons. As long as the twelve weapons are fused together, it can become a broken dragon pestle!"

Tang Zhong didn't speak.

Looking at the eleven weapons floating in the air, he narrowed his eyes and jumped in the air. In order to prove his idea was correct, he gave it a try!
I saw his body surrounded by those eleven weapons.

At that moment, Tang Zhong closed his eyes.

Eleven weapons spun up.

When Emperor Cang saw this scene, his face suddenly turned ugly, and he never expected such a scene to appear.

"This...how is this possible?"

He has to prevent this, otherwise, there will be changes beyond his control.

With a leap in the air, a beam of light shot straight forward.

That attack.

Bang to Tang Zhong.

But before he got close to Tang Zhong, he saw that beam of light scattered directly.

Around Tang Zhong's body, a more intense golden light bloomed, wrapping it and eleven weapons together.

As if performing some kind of ritual, the light protected them.

"No...impossible!"

Emperor Cang saw that Tang Zhong and those weapons were gathered together, spinning quickly, and seemed to be fused together.

It really needs to be fused, and if fused, only that weapon will appear.

"No!"

Emperor Cang is now fighting back frantically.

But as soon as the beam of light hit it, it dissipated immediately.

Tang Zhong was still turning the spaceship and weapons, and now the circle they formed before was getting smaller and smaller.

At the last moment, it directly and completely merged together.

But the light was shrouded, and nothing could be seen at all.

And Emperor Cang continued to attack.

Boom boom boom.

Beams of light shot out everywhere.

The last bang.

At that moment, Emperor Cang's beam of light had just shot out before being shaken back.

The golden light in the sky also began to explode.

Boom.

Golden light blooms.

Emperor Cang only felt a powerful light surge from the front.

The powerful fluctuations gave him no chance to react at all, he was immediately pushed back, and fell hard to the ground.

When Emperor Cang got up from the ground again and looked up at the sky, his pupils suddenly widened.

"impossible!"

In the light above the sky, there is a person there. That person is wearing a golden armor and has white hair. He looks very strange. In the other person's hand, there is a pestle!

The appearance of that person, and the appearance of that weapon.

Immediately, Emperor Cang opened his pupils wide: "How is it possible? How is this possible?"

The man in the sky, holding a broken dragon pestle and wearing a golden armor, was Tang Zhong.

At this moment, all the injuries he suffered just now have healed, and his cultivation base has also improved a lot.

Sure enough, everything was as he had imagined.

And now, finally, he looked down at the Broken Dragon Pestle in his hand, and his heart was shocked.

He could feel the aura of those eleven weapons at the beginning, and now they were all condensed in the palm of his hand!

This feeling is really refreshing!
Thinking of this, Tang Zhong laughed out loud, and then he looked at Emperor Cang.

At this moment, Emperor Cang was still extremely shocked: "Impossible, that is the Polong pestle, then... that thing should be mine, it cannot be yours!"

Immediately he rushed towards Tang Zhong: "Even if I don't have a weapon now, if I want to kill you, it's as easy as killing a dog!"

"Really?" Tang Zhong looked at the Emperor Cang and sneered.

In an instant, Tang Zhong raised the Broken Dragon Pestle, and saw light blooming from the Pestle's body.

Immediately wave down the pestle!
From the pestle, there was a dragon's roar.

The sound was earth-shattering and extremely bright.

Emperor Cang turned into a strange ghost, and was just about to charge up, but as soon as he reached the air, he was forcibly suppressed by that force, and he had no room to resist at all.

With the force of a pestle, he frantically suppressed and blasted Emperor Cang out!

Emperor Cang had no room to resist at all, and his whole body was blown away.

Boom boom boom.

The body crashed to the ground.

"Impossible, it's impossible!"

When Emperor Cang got up, his body was covered in wounds, and black blood gushed out from his body.

"Why...why isn't it me? I killed the dragon, why isn't the broken dragon pestle mine?"

Then he blasted towards Tang Zhong again.

At this moment, Tang Zhong continued to slam the pestle, frantically suppressing it and going away.

That power shook the heavens and the earth, and the Broken Dragon Pestle directly turned into a dragon and devoured it!

　It is indeed almost over.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)