"Hold it!" Everyone was shocked!

"I actually took it on the front!!"

You should know that before, Ya Xinser, the vice president of the Knight Academy, could only fight guerrilla warfare, and could not withstand the power of Being a claw.

"roar!"

It was like a beast roaring, and the earth was cracking, and the Qinggang Rock floor tiles under Lu Chen could not withstand the pressure and cracked into pieces.

The Qianjun Dragon Swimming Rod turned into a big pillar dozens of meters. The Bemon giant beast roared and ran away, and the giant claws were descending from a high place and slapped with one claw.

Bang!

The earth was filled with dust, Lu Chen jumped up, and turned into dozens of afterimages. The huge dragon stick swept out dozens of sticks and swept heavily on the hideous and terrifying face of the Bemon beast.

The pain made the Bemon beast cruel, and the beast claws swinged.

When Lu Chen swept out a stick and was about to retreat, Bimon's big claw grabbed the Dragon Stick dozens of meters, regardless of whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Lu Chen's face changed and abandoned the stick in time and retreated.

The Bemon Behemoth seemed to be laughing, and the Dragon Stick seemed to be tailor-made for it. The Behemoth took it up and waved it. The wind blew, and everyone's face, including Lu Chen, changed.

Lu Chen, the lower mask, looked bad, and his mind was connected to the space jewelry in his arms, causing another purple iron rod to fall out.

The dragon roared, the purple long stick glowed and hot, and the golden dragon on the stick plate.

"The third level of the Dragon Stick! (Da Cheng)"

Lu Chen jumped up and waved out a thousand-pound dragon stick.

Countless monstrous stick shadows swept Bemon's big face.

The Beaumon beast is also unwilling to be outdone. It swung its giant stick and flew sand and stones!

"Damn it! If they could be ten years younger, I would have bought them one by one!" The half-saint grabbed a handful of soil on the ground and said hatefully.

Rigulas and others were silent. The semi-saint fifty years ago was famous. At that time, other countries met the Tianlong people. No matter how high your rank is, no matter how strong your strength is, they all had to take a detour, for fear of offending the semi-saint of the Tianlong Kingdom.

"I don't think he should be allowed to fight alone, at least he should take another attack!" Chensaint Cheng Yi stood up with his soul.

"That's right! How can we stand by and watch!"

"The Corps is ready!"

"Archieved the Archer Corps!"
Chapter completed!