Dragon King Hall

Chapter 1532 Strange Battle Screen

Henry Zhang slowed down for a few seconds, and replied to Wade White: "If you leave the word feeling, it means that your mind is abnormal."

Zhao Ji, who was wearing flamboyant pink beach pants, appeared above the battlefield, which seemed extraordinarily weird in itself, and it was even more weird when the heroic spirit appeared behind him!

No!What Zhao Ji possesses should not be called a heroic spirit!After all, Rolls-Royce has no soul!
What formed behind Zhao Ji was a huge Rolls-Royce, 30 meters long, with gold-plated wheels!
Chu Lan, who was standing on the wall of the fortress, squinted at this place, and murmured, full of surprise: "It's not simple, it's not simple! The control spirit awakened by blood, and influenced the spirit with his own thoughts, so that It has lost its shape, this kind of person has not appeared for many years, ordinary spirit control, slowly catering to the heroic spirit, reaching a higher degree of tacit understanding, but he erases the heroic spirit's consciousness and possesses everything the heroic spirit has."

In Chu Lan's heart, she was full of appreciation.

On the battlefield, King Wu was also a little dazed by the huge Rolls-Royce that appeared behind Zhao Ji. The most important thing was that as a person in the center of the earth, King Wu had never seen such a vehicle before.

"Fantasy, die!" Wu Wang roared, he bullied himself, and the heroic spirit behind him did the same.

Facing the orthodox attack method of King Wu, Zhao Ji took a cigarette in his mouth, and then walked towards the huge aura Rolls-Royce behind him. He opened the car door gracefully, jumped into the cab, and then , the Rolls-Royce made a roar of motors, and was just driven by Zhao Ji, hitting King Wu.

One is a human figure, the other is a car, this battle has become such a weird style of painting, it seems that where Zhao Ji is, everything becomes wrong.

"This is the eldest brother, I'll kneel first!" Bai Chi looked serious.

What Quan Ding Ding saw was that his eyes were shining, he didn't know what was going on in his head, and his mouth was already drooling.

Henry Zhang could see what Quan Dingding was thinking at a glance, and slapped the back of Quan Dingding's head, "Fatty, you can't eat chicken legs with aura condensed!"

Quan Dingding wiped Ha Lazi at the corner of his mouth regretfully.

During the process of Henry Zhang speaking, the two people on the battlefield had already passed several tricks to each other.

King Wu brought the heroic spirits together, opened and closed, and played various offensive moves.

As for Zhao Ji, he only had one move, driving on a rampage.

When all King Wu's attack methods came into contact with the vehicle driven by Zhao Ji, they were immediately bounced away, and the few that could not be bounced off were forced to follow, and Zhao Ji himself had the feeling that he was going to directly hit King Wu to death.

"Damn, bring a bottle of wine, I'm more powerful!" Zhao Ji yelled.

When King Wu had ever seen someone fighting like this, he suddenly felt a sense of being unable to cope.

"Come on, let me show you my catapult start, the power of W12 makes you shiver!" Zhao Ji looked excited, his body full of aura, and the wheels of Rolls-Royce kept spinning, creating bursts of air in the air. Fluctuating, seeing the body of the Rolls-Royce shaking violently and rushing out suddenly, at this moment, the speed of the Rolls-Royce that Zhao Ji was driving was already infinitely close to the speed of sound.

King Wu couldn't even see the phantom, he only felt an extremely powerful impact coming from in front of him, and he was knocked out.

"Hahahaha!" Zhao Ji's arrogant laughter sounded, "Come on, little brother, let's jump for a while?"

King Wu just felt extremely aggrieved in his heart, even if he met someone stronger than him, King Wu would still have a way to fight, but now, when he met such a guy, King Wu felt that he had nowhere to use his strength.

Zhao Ji stepped on the accelerator again, but this time the attack changed. The statuette on the front of Zhao Ji's car slowly appeared, and then, the statuette separated from the car.

With a huge body of 30 meters, this little golden man is almost the size of an ordinary human being. He is holding a golden short blade. When the car starts, the little golden man also picks up the short blade and rushes towards King Wu.

All King Wu's aura attacks were easily avoided by the little golden man. The little golden man's speed was very fast, and the short blade in his hand was extremely sharp. You could even see that the air was cut by the short blade in the little golden man's hand.

On the wall of the fortress, Chu Lan's eyes, which had been squinting all the time, suddenly widened: "This is his heroic spirit! This person! He is using the Yuanling method! How is it possible! How can there be such a person! That family should have Just disappeared, the whole family was slaughtered, and there are no descendants! How is this possible!"

Chu Lan began to lose her composure.

Henry Zhang’s attention also fell on the little golden man. With his strength, he could clearly feel that the pressure from the little golden man was no less than his 70-meter battle spirit!

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Wu Wang roared, and the golden flames on his body ignited again, and the monstrous aura rushed towards Zhao Ji. Even if there was only a little bit of this monstrous aura, it would not be good for the god-endowed powerhouse. up.

Facing the monstrous aura, the little golden man just waved his hand lightly to cut it, which seemed ordinary, but directly separated the monstrous aura, and the power of this chop did not disappear at all, and went straight to King Wu. go.

King Wu condensed the spiritual energy in front of him, but the spiritual energy just condensed and dispersed completely.

King Wu's eyes widened, he let out a muffled grunt, and spewed out a mouthful of blood. He was injured, and he was injured under the invisible attack of the golden man.

At the same time, Zhao Ji came by car.

"Yo Hou!" Zhao Ji screamed strangely, and with a heavy bang, he knocked King Wu into the air.

This is crushing, Zhao Ji's strength completely crushed King Wu!
King Wu flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, spurting blood wildly in the air.

"Cut, why is this Wu Wangfu, and I dare not offend you? Why offend you? Weak chicken." Zhao Ji got out of the car with a cigarette in his mouth, with a proud expression on his face, "Hey, I'm really distressed, obviously You can make the world surrender by relying on face, but you must rely on strength, who made this bureau such a pragmatic person?"

Regarding Zhao Ji's shameless remarks, Henry Zhang and Quan Dingding have long been tired of hearing it.

On the wall of the main city fortress, the old King Wu flew up. He passed the King Wu who flew upside down. He just glanced at him, but he didn't even care about it. He even bit out two words, "Trash!"

The word "waste" was clearly passed into King Wu's ears, and the only thing on King Wu's face was shame.

The old Wu Wang Lingkong looked at Zhao Ji, "You seem to look down on my Wu Wangfu?"

"No, no, no." Zhao Ji stretched out a finger and shook it, "You have removed the word "like", and the interrogative sentence should also become an affirmative sentence, I just look down on you!"

"Very well, I like arrogant people like you." The old Wu Wang smiled half-smile, "I prefer to see people like you, desperate when they die!"

(End of this chapter)