69novels Chapter 178
Chapter 178
Suddenly, Marlon rolled on the ground, frustrating Moria's attack.
He sat up, covered in dust and bloodstained all over his face.
Got up, clenched his fists, and looked at Moria in disappointment: "Is that all?"
Moriah gritted his teeth and launched another stormy attack.
Unexpectedly, Ma Long stretched out one hand and took all the dense fist shadows like rain.
He even took the time to yawn.
Ma Long finally understood why Saiyans like waves, this is not only the problem of Saiyans, many strong people have this disease, will wave because of the absolute advantage of strength, try to ask which guy with a brain problem will be beaten to cry dad and call mother?
Ma Long found that he also seemed to be infected with this vice, and it was uncomfortable to not wave.
However, Saiyans often overturn, and Malone is not a Saiyan, he will not overturn.
Moria was exhausted and panting, and the attack was getting slower and slower, and when the last punch was caught by Malone, he was sweating profusely and looked incredulous.
"Why, shouldn't it be like this
?" "What do you think it should be?" said Marlon sarcastically.
Moria's face was dark, he had gathered a thousand shadows, and he was so powerless, this navy was obviously playing with himself, he had never been serious from the beginning, and he was much more serious when he fought with zombie Malone than with himself.
Suddenly
, Malone sidestepped Moria's fist and shrunk in front of him, raising his hand to Moria's abdomen.
"What are you going to do?" Before he
finished asking, a huge force exploded from Ma Long's palm, and Moria's fat belly was flooded with waves of flesh, which fluctuated and spread all over his body, and the flesh on his whole body trembled!
The incomparably huge force directly shook him away, shocking him so that the acid water in his mouth spurted wildly, and the whole person flew up to a height of twenty or thirty meters, hovering in the air.
How could this be?
There was only one thought left in Moria's mind.
I don't think so! He's
going crazy.
Uncontrollably, his body flipped in the air like a rag doll, and finally his face was getting closer and closer to the ground in a whirlwind.
"Bang!"
The shadow in his body directly lost control, drilled out of the hole in Moria's body, and flew around the world.
Ma Long stepped forward, looked at Moria's face full of defeat, and asked, "Where is the shadow of my subordinate?"
Suddenly, a zombie carrying a giant axe jumped out and slashed down with an axe on
Ma Long's head! "Seize the opportunity! You can't work hard with your head covered, if you want to be an excellent subordinate, you have to be flexible like me!"
Before Ma Long's head was hit, he heard the zombie shouting this.
Garcia loves to train recruits, and he likes to say this phrase the most when training recruits. Because that's the secret of his success.
The giant axe smashed on the horse's dragon head as if it had smashed into steel and sparked.
Ma Long activated his ability, and several spikes suddenly appeared, stringing the zombies in place, and then he himself swept through the air, and the dragon killer stick flicked it fiercely!
The shadow flew away from the zombie and flew off into the distance.
"Next, it's you.
Marlon turned and looked at Ryoma.
"It is my life's wish to fight against someone as powerful as Your Excellency.
Ryoma grabbed his sword and rushed towards Marlon.
The battle between the two is much more exciting than the battle with Moria, all kinds of skills, intertwined footwork, and the search for timing, after several battles, Ma Long's stick skills have improved a lot.
Even if it is a corpse, the foundation of swordsmanship displayed by Ryoma is quite strong, and swordsmanship is already a skill carved into his bones.
Although Ma Long is powerful, playing with weapons is a hobby engraved in every man's genes, just like picking up a branch when he was a child, fantasizing that he is a swordsman superman, and wherever he passes, the flowers and plants do not leave their heads, which is really majestic.
Ma Long also wants to play a cool stick or marksmanship, so he has been constantly improving his stick skills in the battle with the swordsmanship master, like the previous Golden Lion and Xiliu, all of whom have paid a merit to Ma Long's weapon mastery.
The current Ryoma is too.
Several large craters were blown out of the ground, and Marlon stabbed with a stick to knock Ryoma back.
He pulled out a few sticks, which looked pretty cool, and Perona was stunned.
Hold the Dragonkiller Stick in your hand and raise it in front of you -
Dragonkiller Stick Gun Form!
The Dragonkiller Stick begins to deform, and the head of the stick takes the shape of a spear head.
A few stabs forward, all of which were separated by Ryoma's sword.
"No wonder there's a weird feeling, it turns out that you're not using sticks, it's not marksmanship, it's the general technique of long weapons. Ryoma said.
"Then come with me to practice more
!" "I can't ask for it!"
The battle went on and on, and it lasted for hours.
Moria was numb, and he found that Marlon was completely restrained in his fight with Ryoma, reducing him to a level similar to Ryoma, and then fighting each other with skill, which made the battle look very fierce and more beautiful and attractive.
This is completely different from when he was fighting, Marlon's guy was really ruthless when he beat himself, not because he was annoying, it must be because the names of the two guys were relatively similar!
He told Perona to wake him up when the two of them were finished, and then lay down on the ground next to him and fell asleep.
The shadow of Ma Long's subordinates has been taken away, and he doesn't believe that Ma Long will kill him, but his mentality is quite relaxed.
The battle attracted a lot of onlookers, zombies, people who had no shadows and could only live on the island, as well as Hogubak and Sindori.
After the last collision, the two men retreated.
"It's almost okay, it's hard to control your strength. "Ryoma Road.
"yes, so, I'm going to use the final blow.
Ma Long raised the dragon slayer spear, and the dragon slayer instantly turned black.
A trace of black qi swam on the body of the gun, and the terrifying momentum also converged towards the tip of the gun.
The sky became hazy, and there was no change, but everyone just felt like something was covering their heads, and they felt like they were out of breath.
It was not only the armament color that was wrapped around the dragon-killing spear, but also the terrifying overlord color!
The sleeping Moria sat up suddenly, he felt like he was being pressed by a ghost, and he looked around in horror, and he felt a burning sensation in his skin.
"What happened?" he asked Perona.
But Perona herself was so frightened that her teeth chattered, and she couldn't answer his question at all.
Moria's gaze was attracted by the black gun in Ma Long's hand, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink after looking over.
How
could it be that the overlord color gathered on that little weapon?
"Stop, stop, Marlon!"
he was startled, and hurriedly shouted, because if that move was used in the wrong direction, his three-masted galleon would be gone!