Chapter 809 Son of Fire! Fight, Fight, Fight

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The Desert Emperor has never seen such a magnificent scene in his life. Those crabs of all shapes and sizes are like taking aphrodisiacs, rolling, chasing, fighting, "playing" in the gravel, and juice flying everywhere.

And this entire desert can be regarded as the incarnation of the Desert Emperor. In other words, these hundreds of thousands or millions of crabs of all kinds are using the Desert Emperor as a bed, mating on him to their heart's content, and even laying eggs...

Crazy!

For a moment, the Desert Emperor had a strong urge to slap Wang Yan, that bastard, to death.

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The people in the stands were dumbfounded and excited.

How does the Son of Fire have a brain? They actually came up with this method to break the Desert Emperor's ultimate move. It can be imagined that the Desert Emperor must be disgusted now.

Hundreds of thousands, no, millions of crabs of all kinds are having a party on him. This scene is really chilling.

"I think fighting Lao Wang is a nightmare." Liu Bujie's scalp tingled, and he swallowed his saliva in fear, saying, "As his enemies, one is more unlucky than the other."

"I agree. Anyway, I don't want to fight with him anymore. This ultimate move is too despicable." Paladin Yulises nodded sympathetically, "Even if the Desert Emperor wins this game, he will be psychologically traumatized for life."

"Sure enough, this guy has no moral integrity and bottom line." Indira, the goddess of Shiva, who was hiding in the corner, blushed and said with disgust, "This move is too disgusting. Anyway, you have to stay away from such a bad friend."

Even with Lei Hong's cold and calmness, he couldn't help feeling a little hot on his face and a little embarrassed. Could Comrade Lao Wang's moves be more perverted?

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"Lao Sha." Wang Yan waved his war hammer, picking up some of the remnants of the desert guards, and laughed loudly, "If you feel you can't bear it, you can surrender."

Surrender! ?

This statement almost pissed off the Emperor of the Desert. Just some crabs, you want to disgust me...

Hey, hey!

What are you doing, all you king crabs? Don't...don't spill the juice...too much...

"Haha, Old Sand, I found you." Wang Yan's eyes lit up and he laughed loudly, "Now, where can you run?" As he spoke, Wang Yan's body burst into flames.

He grabbed it casually, and the raging flames were all gathered in his palm.

"Flame Explosion!"

A ball of blazing fire, dragging a long flame tail, blasted towards a corner of the desert.

The Pure Yang Divine Art that Wang Yan learned is a peerless divine art that tempers one's body and develops potential. There are not many secrets of the Pure Yang Divine Art on how to bring out the energy.

This should be some of the ideas of our ancestors. The moves are dead, but people are alive.

Every descendant of the Pure Yang Divine Art should develop a set of fighting skills and fighting moves of his own.

As a modern youth, Wang Yan has played a lot of games. This fire explosion imitated the moves of the wizard in World of Warcraft. It was a pure fire attack, simple and direct.

"Boom!"

The fireball exploded in the desert, instantly creating a pit with a diameter of several dozen meters. Countless crabs turned into charred fragments, and gravel flew all over the sky.

The yellow sand gradually condensed into a figure. He held a golden scepter and his clothes were a little tattered and charred. The eyes under the golden mask were filled with a slow anger: "You are too much, you can come up with such a disgusting move?"

"Oh, look at what you said." Wang Yan said with a smile, "We are in the finals, so of course we have to use whatever moves we have. Besides, Lao Sha, your moves are not necessarily fair. Hiding yourself, and then using a steady stream of puppet soldiers to consume me, trying to wear me out alive, how despicable and shameless. If you have the ability, you can fight me head-on."

The face of the Desert Emperor under the mask turned black, and he said unhappily: "You are good at close combat, and I am good at ancient Egyptian magic. It is not the same kind of tactics, okay?"

But he also knew that playing verbal cannon with Wang Yan was just humiliating himself, and glared and said: "However, since you like to play close combat, I will satisfy your curiosity. Don't blame me if you lose."

The Desert Emperor knew that Wang Yan's fire bomb just now was very particular, and it must have left a flame on him. At this time, he would not get away with it if he used the same trick again.

"Close combat, I like it." Wang Yan swung the war hammer weighing hundreds of pounds and said with a smile, "Old Sand, don't cry if I beat you up."

"You should cry."

The Desert Emperor was annoyed and didn't bother to talk nonsense with Wang Yan. He paused the golden scepter in the air, and an invisible wave spread in all directions, covering the entire desert.

This desert, which occupied one-third of the island, turned into more than a dozen rolling sands that soared into the sky and circled around the Desert Emperor.

That scene was magnificent to the extreme.

The Intestineless Young Master ran away first, and the remaining crabs came back to their senses and ran back to the sea with their families.

A dozen rolling sands gradually attached themselves to the Desert Emperor, as if he was wearing a sand armor.

How heavy was that huge desert?

Wang Yan couldn't estimate it, but the Desert Emperor's armor was really too big. In just a few seconds, he turned into a terrifying warrior as tall as a mountain.

The sands attached to him, thick and solid, like armor made of stone.

"Boom!"

He stepped on the bare island, and the whole island trembled, raising waves outward.

At this moment, the Desert Emperor was like an ancient giant god with the blue sky above his head and the earth under his feet. Wang Yan floated in front of him, as small as a fly and mosquito.

After several seconds.

Wang Yan looked at the giant who was taller than an ordinary mountain, and a bunch of words came out of his mouth: "Fuck, Lao Sha, you are going to defy the heaven! Compared with you, Ultraman is just a dwarf after transformation."

"Son of Fire, don't you want to fight in close combat?" The voice of the Desert Emperor rumbled, like thunder, "Why don't you roll over and fight?" The huge arm stretched out and hooked a finger at Wang Yan, as if saying in an extremely charming way, chop wood, baby~

Wang Yan's mouth twitched, hit, hit your soul. Lao Sha, you covered a large area of ​​desert sand and gravel on your body to solidify your huge body. Just one arm weighs tens of tons or hundreds of tons.

This punch, I'm afraid that even an aircraft carrier will be smashed by you. I, Lao Wang, am afraid that I will be treated as a fly and beaten into minced meat by you if I play close combat with you.

"Actually, I still prefer long-range combat, which is at least more polite." Wang Yan's facial muscles twitched, holding a blazing war hammer, and threw it out fiercely.

The warhammer suddenly turned into a meteorite shell with flaming flames, whistling towards the huge Desert Emperor.

The Desert Emperor raised his palm to block it, and the warhammer penetrated his palm like a bullet. Large piles of gravel burst out like flowers from heaven, and a hole with a diameter of several meters was drilled in the center of the huge palm.

But before Wang Yan could smile, the hole healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the pierced palm was soon intact.

This! This! This!

Wang Yan's scalp was numb, this desert giant was too terrifying and perverted.

"Haha, if you don't come, then I will." The Desert Emperor took a step forward hundreds of meters, shaking the entire island rumbling, leaving a huge footprint on the ground. A punch hit Wang Yan.

That punch was plain, but it contained a terrible power to destroy the world.

Just relying on the impact of the fist, the sky and the earth seemed to change color.

Before the fist arrived, a strong wind arrived first, blowing Wang Yan's cheeks like a knife. Facing this punch, no matter how confident Wang Yan was in his strength, he did not dare to have the slightest idea of ​​welcoming it. He flapped his wings fiercely, instantly tearing through the space and flying more than a hundred meters away.

"Boom!"

The huge fist passed by Wang Yan dozens of meters away, and the surging strong wind swept Wang Yan far away in the air, almost unable to stand.

"Son of Fire, why are you hiding?" The mocking voice of the Desert Emperor sounded, "Don't you like to fight hard? Don't hide like a woman." After that, another punch hit Wang Yan.

Poor Wang Yan, who was originally very good at talking nonsense, was countered by the Desert Emperor. I really want to spit in his face, but I really can't hit him, so I have to dodge again and again. He was chased away and embarrassed.

That scene was like an adult using a fly swatter to swat a small fly.

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"Hahaha! I think Lao Wang is doomed to lose." Yulises wiped his cold sweat and laughed triumphantly, "Look at him, he's really embarrassed." Seeing that the Desert Emperor finally gained the upper hand again, he was very happy from beginning to end. Out of trust in the Desert Emperor, he put his life and property on the line just to make more money.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt several cold eyes shooting at him, which made him shudder and shudder.

A group of female comrades around him glared at him, with disdain, sneer, and anger in their eyes.

Yulises felt cold in his heart. Damn, he forgot that Lao Wang's group of girlfriends were sitting not far away, and they were a little too proud. Especially our Saint of Light, her eyes were angry, and her eyes swept over him like a bone scraper.

"Come on, Lao Wang, I support you." Helplessly, Ulysses could only wave his fist to cheer for Wang Yan. His expression and movements were so lifelike, as if he was really cheering for Wang Yan.

The women each snorted, not wanting to bother with the seemingly loyal but actually unscrupulous Paladin uncle. Deep worry appeared on their pretty faces. The desert emperor turned into a terrifying desert giant. Does Wang Yan really have the means to defy the heavens?

Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!

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