Chapter 2655: Beat the Holy Bear

"You underestimate my ability too much. There is nothing in this world that my golden bear claws can't tear open..." When Yang Ge sneered out these words, his eyes naturally fell on Mo Fan. on the chest armor.

However, what he saw was not the tearing of the armor at all, and the blood was flowing. Mo Fan was standing there. On his flashy black chest armor, let alone torn apart, there was not even a basic trace. !

It's still so smooth and bright, and it's still so translucent, as if it was just taken out of the refining furnace.

Yang Er tried very hard to recall, whether the other party used any magic to offset his holy bear brute force, but he clearly remembered that the other party directly ate his heavy claw attack, and the golden yellow paw print burst. It really hit his chest.

Why doesn't it work at all? ?

I feel that Yang Ge's eyes are about to protrude like goldfish, just want to see a little trace of his attack on Mo Fan's chest armor, otherwise it will hurt too much self-esteem!

"What kind of equipment are you!" Yang Ge gave up and asked angrily.

Mo Fan is too lazy to answer, anyway, soon Yang Ge will personally feel the pressure brought by this black dragon magic suit! !

As soon as the keel boots stepped on, Mo Fan turned into a dragon that came out of the black vine sea, and killed Yang Ge full of power. At this speed, he reached the pinnacle of some wind spells without using any magic.

Mo Fan's gauntlet clenched into a fist, and the precise air holes on the gauntlet absorbed the surrounding airflow for a while, and finally all gathered in his fist position.

The entire gauntlet was suddenly endowed with a giant dragon and dragon wind, and when the fist was swung out, the giant dragon dragon wind that rushed out of the fist rolled into layers of destruction fist waves, and the burly head was smashed. The golden holy bear banged upside down.

Anyway, Yanger turned the golden flame into a flame golden shield. Even a monarch-level collision in this defensive posture may cause the monarch to injure several bones, but the power of the dragon's fist surpasses those fierce monsters. The beast does not know how many times, and the flame golden shield can't resist it at all.

"Bang!!!!"

Yang Ge fell down, and around him was a large area of ​​ruins that the fist wind had passed through, as if there was really a giant dragon waving the wings of the sky and swept over domineeringly from here.

He was sore all over, and his legs were shaking a little and he got up.

There were some defects in the sacred bear beast shape wrapped in golden flames, Yang Ge had to grit his teeth and try to wake up more sacred bear blood in his body, so that his body would not look so half-human and half-bear.

Is it really flashy for the other party to get this suit?

Yanger no longer thinks so much. He was injured and began to have some awe of Mo Fan.

Too underestimate the enemy, Lao Shante is right, this is a strong man!

"Dragon, apart from the giant dragon, I can't think of anything comparable to my holy bear." Yanger said with great certainty.

"You know the goods." Mo Fan laughed.

His attire is not only a giant dragon, but also a black dragon with the highest bloodline among the giant dragons!

Red dragons, green dragons, flying dragons, and red dragons cannot compare with black dragons.

So unless Younger can turn a half-orc into a bright golden dragon, a Nordic bear is not enough.

"Keel Trample!"

Mo Fan jumped up and appeared above Yanger.

At a height of 100 meters, Mo Fan in the black magic outfit suddenly cast the figure of a huge dragon. The dragon really hovered above Yang Geer's head, bringing Yang Geer endless oppression!

"Boom!!!!!!!"

With this step, the land collapsed and the ground cracked. Hundreds of nearby buildings turned into dust at the same time. This power is definitely comparable to the presence of a giant dragon, the river fault, and the mountains and forests collapsed.

Yang Ge couldn't move. He stood in the trampling area, and his body fell heavily with the ground. When he fell to the bottom, his internal organs were to be shattered, and his bones were no longer sore, but fell apart!

Without the physique of this golden holy bear,

He felt that he had already become a puddle of flesh, so domineering and wild power, you must know that Yang Geer, a powerhouse with half-orc blood, can no longer be called a pure mage.

In Northern Europe, those weak mages are like a group of mosquitoes that can be shot to death at will, in front of him, who is comparable to the demon battle class. Even if they encounter a superbly cultivated archmage, they are like giant bears and wild dogs, absolutely crushing .

But after learning the violent methods of the person in front of him, Yang Geer realized that there are actually more fierce mages in the east than their Nordic holy bears.

If you do it yourself, there are no marks on the armor.

People shot, they basically comminuted fractures.

How to fight this?

...

Mo Fan followed the cracks in the forest and planned to kill Yang Geer.

To be honest, the black dragon suit was so ferocious that Mo Fan himself had never thought of it. After all, he had never even used a spell before. He was completely possessed by a real giant dragon.

A golden flame swayed in the cracks of the rocks. Mo Fan chased after him and transformed the gauntlets into black dragon claws. The keel boots under his feet also changed quickly, blending with the earth to form a black pool. The strange shadow, which made Mo Fan's actions begin to erratic.

"Ran??"

Mo Fan took a closer look and found that the flame was not Yang Geer. Yang Geer was like a person who threw his pretentious bear skin on the ground and slipped away in a hurry.

"It turns out that the Nordic holy bear with powerful golden blood is the groundhog. This skill of burrowing and escaping is really difficult for ordinary people to learn." Mo Fan saw a hole not far away and couldn't help laughing.

Mo Fan doesn't drill holes.

Anyway, how Yang Ge ran, basically fled to the top of Pingshan, and joined his other brothers.

Mo Fan just needs to follow the mountain road to catch up.

It was Yang Geer, who didn't escape very far. He heard Mo Fan's words, and his face became a pig's liver.

The most courageous fighting organization in Northern Europe was called a groundhog, but it was impossible to refute it.

"If you dare to come up, I'll show you the real Nordic holy bear!!" Yang Ge roared from a distance away.

"You know, I'm a magic tool, and it won't last for too long. What's the difference between deliberately delaying and admitting defeat?" Mo Fan responded.

"So you can't compare to the blood of my holy bear, and our holy bear brothers don't fight alone." Yang Ge roared angrily.

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