"Dang --!"
At the moment when dragon Bufan opened the golden dragon form, the tip of Yuan Li''s long gun stabbed on his chest without suspense, and suddenly there was a crisp sound of gold and iron collision. Under such a violent impact, the energy overflowed and the tip of the gun became dull,
However, in that powerful power sprint, the dragon''s extraordinary body also seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. A trace of crack appeared in the metal skin immediately, and then the chest churned in the air, directly opened its mouth and ejected a blood column. The retreating body suddenly collided with the fire phoenix in the rear, and both flew upside down.
The moment long Bufan was injured, the time field of this area also collapsed suddenly. The fire phoenix, whose body recovered its freedom, immediately flapped its wings, took off the impact force, and held long Bufan''s body in the air with its beak.
However, the backpack that longbufan carried on his shoulder suddenly slipped from his shoulder and fell straight to the mountain bank below.
In this round backpack, there is no doubt that Xiaobai is sleeping.
"Ah Huo, don''t worry about me. Hurry... Save Xiaobai..." long Bufan shouted with a heavy breath regardless of his injury.
"Don''t worry, the fur of the Nine Tailed Fox mink is thick. It can''t kill it to this extent."
The fire phoenix glanced at it, but it was the voice of the soul without worry. At this time, it was holding the extraordinary body of the dragon in its mouth, and its claws were holding the acutely trembling AK47. Obviously, it had no time to take care of Xiaobai.
Long Bufan nodded, but suddenly coughed again. He stretched out his hand to cover his chest and couldn''t help spitting out a mouthful of turbid blood again. Although there was no injury on the surface of his body just now, at least seven or eight ribs were broken in his body, and he felt a dull pain in his breathing.
"Oh? You''re still alive. Your little beast''s physical quality is the strongest I''ve ever seen among the young people of this generation."
Seeing that long Bufan didn''t die when he took the Yuanli spear with his body, Zhang Tian was slightly surprised. He immediately flashed a cold light in his eyes and said with a grimace: "you have a great future and talent. Unfortunately, you chose to be the enemy of our Zhang family."
He stared at the dragon in the shade, with a sense of cat playing mouse in his eyes, and continued: "Although your choice is very disappointing, I can give you one last chance to choose again. Now give me the quasi artifact Lingbao, and then plant the slave Rune with me. Let me send it for ten years, and I can leave you a way to live with my Lord. What do you say?"
At this time, long Bufan was already sitting on the back of the fire phoenix. His face was as pale as paper. He stretched out his hand to erase the blood from the corners of his mouth. He smiled coldly at Zhang Tian''s words of "great compassion" forgiveness. Although he didn''t say a word, the pride in his eyes was obvious.
"In that case, you will lose the last chance to beg for mercy."
Seeing that long Bufan did not drink such a toast, Zhang Tian''s eyes narrowed slightly, his thick palm held it against the void, and a long black sword engraved with the dragon totem suddenly flashed into his hands. In a short time, a cold energy wave swept through, revealing a terrible breath that devoured people''s soul.
Zhang Tian, who respected the territory half a step ago, was already very strong without using weapons. However, with the blessing of this seemingly extremely dangerous sword, the attack must be greatly enhanced!