"Little tricks!"

A sinister smile flashed across the corner of Douluo's mouth. He was extremely brave and strong, but his figure was also extremely flexible. With just one step, Wen Tianhao's flying knives all missed.

Before anyone could react, this guy had already met the Holy Prison and Arhat.

These two guys are the most physically powerful among the fighting dragons. They are as strong as two bulls. Seeing Douluo unexpectedly facing them both, these two guys were also stimulated. They roared and were hit with both fists.

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"Bang bang!"

Douluo fought against four hands with both fists, and the six fists collided fiercely.

Hearing two muffled groans, Holy Prison and Arhat actually stepped back five or six steps in a row, their faces full of horror. The pain from their fists and arms actually made their bodies tremble slightly.

The Douluo on the opposite side didn't seem to be affected in any way. After knocking away the two people with one punch, he suddenly turned around and headed directly towards Dong Qiang and Ji Yuesong next to him!

Surrounded by the crowd in the center, he seemed like a fighting machine and unexpectedly gained the upper hand.

His strength is too strong. He was born to fight. Every punch and kick is like a giant hammer hitting the top of Mount Tai. Even the current strong bodies of Zhan Long and others cannot bear it!

"Come again!"

Following Wen Tianhao's roar, the fighting dragon team that was dispersed by Douluo in the blink of an eye regrouped.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and Sun Changgong finally moved over there. He bent the bow and fired arrows continuously. Three long arrows as thick as his arms came towards Douluo's chest in the shape of a cross.

A trace of disdain flashed in Douluo's eyes, as if he was mocking the fact that there were still people using such cold weapons at this time.

He unceremoniously reached out and grabbed it, trying to easily block these three long arrows.

"Good opportunity, come on!"

Wen Tianhao's eyes lit up and he roared angrily.

Just when Douluo's palm was about to touch the long arrow, everyone rushed forward without hesitation.

Even the shadows and little demons who had been hiding in the dark suddenly appeared in front of Douluo. The bloody rainbow flashed and black smoke rose, and they attacked directly!

"You guys don't know... eh?"

Faced with another siege from everyone, Douzhan didn't take it to heart at all. He prepared to push away the long arrows in front of him and then attack them one by one like before.

But just when his palm came into contact with the long arrow, his eyes widened instantly, and finally a trace of panic flashed through!

It felt as if the energy in his body had been frozen instantly, and he could only watch helplessly as the attacks from Wen Tianhao and others around him arrived!

"There are some tricks, but do you think that just by relying on these crooked ways, you can defeat our Dou Zhan clan?"

Just as everyone was surprised, Douluo suddenly grinned ferociously.

Suddenly he reached out and grabbed a long arrow in front of him. At the same time, he made a fist with his other hand and hit his own chest hard again.

"Crack!"

Sun Changgong's three long arrows exploded instantly and turned into little wood chips and flew away.
Chapter completed!