"Mr. Zefa!"

Vlad's wings flapped heavily on his back, and his face was a fearless and wanton laugh, which instantly brought a strong storm, and everything around him was swept away in an instant, and then his figure disappeared.

"Let's take it!"

Vlad swung his fist, frantically punched, and the huge fist was waved towards the enemy in front of him mercilessly, without sparing his hand, let alone hesitating!

The fist wrapped around the white-gold flame was much stronger than before, and the dilemma of being unable to engage in direct confrontation with Zefa before finally disappeared after using the flames.

"Imp!"

Zefa waved his huge mechanical arm and roared in his mouth: "Don't be too arrogant! ”

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The two men were fighting, blocking everything, fighting with their lives in the air for a tragic battle, no extra thinking, no extra time to think about how to fight, some just attacked, kept swinging punches, kept attacking!

No matter how much you say, it's useless, only fighting, and the victory or defeat between men can only be divided by fists!

Zefa's fists are very heavy, and the armed color domineering has long been cultivated to the point of perfection, Vlad is still a little too tender in front of him, and the domineering cultivation is still a lot worse, whether it is the armed color or the color of seeing and hearing, it is worthy of a man who has been a general, and there are no shortcomings in his strength.

But Vlad is not covered, he is also not weak, he is not as domineering as he is, so he relies on his body to make up, he relies on his ability to make up, how can he compare with the seventy-year-old Zefa is not as good as Vlad who is in the prime of life, not to mention that Vlad also has a dragon fruit as a base, and the strength of the dragon man form and the ability to resist attacks are far beyond ordinary people.

"Uhahahaha!"

"Powerlessness, powerlessness, powerlessness, powerlessness!!!"

"Mr. Zefa! Your fist,"

"It's too weightless!"

Vlad took Zefa's punch hard, and the huge fist after domineering hardening directly hit Vlad's face, although he said wildly, but in fact, Vlad's face was a little deformed by this blow, and his mind was even more roaring, a little blank.

However, although he was hit hard, at the same time, the opportunity came!

"Woohaha!"

There was a white-gold flame burning on Vlad's thick right leg, and the pitch-black domineering aura covered the dragon scales!

"This trick, it's called!"

"Dragon Fist - Great Broken !!"

"Bang!"

The air let out an overwhelmed scream, and Vlad's right leg tore through the air like a pillar and slammed it into Zefa's stomach.

"Poof!!!

The dull sound spread, and the clothes behind Zefa exploded directly, and a ripple spread.

"Bang!"

"Vomit !!"

Zefa's face turned pale for a while, and a mouthful of irrepressible blood gushed out of his mouth, and then under the action of Vlad's huge power, he was directly knocked away.

"Whew... Call... Whew..."

Vlad, who stayed in place, was powerless to pursue, his eyes stopped in place a little dazed, panting, Zefa's punch just now was not fun, it was hard enough to be comparable to Hailou Stone, coupled with the old man's terrifying power, it hit Vlad's face hard, and Vlad could also reply with a heavy blow in a conscious sense It is already a manifestation of Vlad's endurance.

That old man's strength is really not covered, it is really terrifying!

Vlad's mind was drowsy, like 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping in his mind, and he shook his head violently unconsciously, what a heavy blow.

"Bang!"

"Imp!"

"What a beautiful job!"

The deep man's voice came from below, accompanied by a thumping sound, the man named Zefa stepped on the air and attacked again, his face was still a little pale, there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, his stomach was red and even a little peeling, obvious signs of burns, it can be seen that Vlad's hard blow before was not useless.

"Hey, hey, is this old man's age really seventy?"

Vlad had a headache: "Doesn't this hurt him hard?" ”

But it's right to think about it, if it was really easy to defeat a strong man who used to be a general, Vlad wouldn't have to do things in the paradise so cowardly, and he would have gone to the New World to make trouble.

"Poof~"

With a deep voice, the heavy mechanical arm cut through the air and smashed straight towards Vlad, Zefa's eyes were extremely serious, obviously, Vlad had changed from a pirate imp to a powerful pirate who could compete in his heart.

"Cut!"

"Great shattering!"

Vlad repeated his old trick, and lifting his leg was a heavy whip leg.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the wind was blowing and the roar resounded through the sky.

"Wow!!"

With a scream, Vlad was directly blasted away, and Zefa showed more power than before.

Vlad flapped his wings, kept his balance and stayed in mid-air.

He only felt that his right leg was a little numb, especially the one that was directly pumped on Zefa's mechanical arm and was almost unconscious, after all, Zefa's mechanical arm was made of Hailou Stone, coupled with Zefa's domineering, the hardness was not a joke.

Vlad looked at Zefa from a distance, only to find that he was not in very good shape, after this period of high-intensity fighting, Zefa also began to gasp violently, and seemed to be a little short of breath.

"Is that so?"

Vlad muttered to himself, "Is it not mild at this time?" ”

Vlad thought.

"Mr. Zefa, it looks like your body can't hold it!"

Vlad laughed.

"Little ghost, when you talk big, don't let your legs shake first, okay?"

Zefa returned to the color.

"Mr. Zefa, although I like hand-to-hand combat, it's also fun to use other tricks once in a while!"

Vlad said.

"Who will let you get your wish!"

Zefa is an old man, so naturally he won't do such a stupid thing as watching the other party drive big, and with a hard step, it was like a phantom, and he rushed straight towards Vlad!

"I'm sorry!"

Vlad's wings fluttered, turning into a red lightning bolt, and he instantly distanced himself from Zefa, "It seems that I'm faster!" ”

"Not necessarily!"

"Bang!"

The corners of Zefa's mouth curled, and he raised a huge mechanical arm, and with a dull sound, a cannonball shot out.

"What's the use of that!"

Vlad turned around slightly, and saw that Wenshi had already sensed the trajectory of the cannonball, and easily avoided the cannonball.

"Whew!"

Vlad turned around again, and a dark shadow crossed his cheek without warning.

"Hey, hey, Mr. Zefa, you're not honest!"

Vlad looked a little complaining: "That was Hailou Stone just now, right?" ”

"Who knows?"

Zefa didn't respond, but his face was a little gloomy.

"Well, it doesn't matter!"

Vlad folded his hands.

"What should this trick be called?"

Vlad's hands slowly pulled apart, and a spear that emitted a strong light appeared in his hand, white-gold flames fluttered on it, and with the appearance of the spear, the air seemed to burn all at once, and Vlad, who was far away, also had a hot wind blowing on his face, and his hair seemed to be burning.

The biggest difference between the white-gold flame and the previous flame is that the platinum flame gradually took on a form, although it is not too condensed, but such a thing can still be done.

Vlad raised his spear in his right hand and made a javelin-throwing pose, with the muscles of his right arm bulging high.

"Fall like a meteor! Mr. Zefa! ”

"It's called!"

The spear took off his hand and turned into a meteor that blasted towards Zefa.

"Meteor Gun!"