Online Games: How Did I Become Famous

By North!

A big mouthful of blood spewed out of Xiaopang's mouth. This time, he almost didn't send Xiaopang back to the spring!

Just when Xiaopang was in a daze and hadn't figured out the situation, the dragon boy punched Xiaopang's abdomen with a straight punch.

Pfft!

This punch directly burst Xiaopang's dry eyes again, and spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with some internal organ fragments...

The dragon boy let go of the right hand that had been locking Xiaopang's throat, and the latter finally collapsed on the ground weakly.

"Boom"

The dragon boy let go of his hands, but his feet stepped on the plate of Xiaopang's fat face, crushing it repeatedly, not lightly or heavily.

It's slow to say, but in fact, everything just happened between lightning and flint.

Before everyone had time to "appreciate" the little fat ancestor's performance, they directly ga over.

At this time, the dragon boy's whole body was covered with scales, and some areas that were not covered by the scales also had a kind of miraculous pattern on it.

The whole person gave others an indescribable sense of oppression, not to mention Xiaopang who was on the verge of death, even the pressure in An Nanjing's heart increased greatly.

This little dragon seemed to be hiding his clumsiness just now?

An Nanjing can also be judged by the bulging breath on the opponent's body, this guy's dragon transformation may be even more perverted than Jiang Yichen's divine python dragon transformation skill!

Jiang Yichen can only bless his own strength ten times now, and An Nanjing roughly estimates that this dragon boy has more than twenty times, otherwise it would be impossible to beat Xiaopang unconscious with just one fall and one punch .

He is still injured now. Although he has the Overlord Spear, An Nanjing is no longer sure of victory. With the opponent's strength, doesn't it mean that he doesn't have a magic weapon?

Hiss, An Nanjing took a breath, feeling for the first time that the development of the matter was beyond his control...

At this time, Zhang Xiaopang's consciousness was already blurred, and he was supported by a mouthful of internal energy that he refused to swallow...

The dragon boy put his face in front of Xiaopang:

"Hehe, little fat man, what did you just say? Who kneels down? Whose baguette is licked?"

Fatty: "Ho~tui!"

Everyone:? ? ?

Even if Fatty lost his mind, he still had a reflexive reaction, and he spit out a mouthful of bloody yellow phlegm on the face of the dragon boy.

"Heh...hehe, where's Nima? Fat...fat master, how about the old phlegm in my mouth? Is it tasty enough? Sour...is it sour?"

The dragon boy felt the sticky feeling on his face, and his heart suddenly twitched, boil! Zhang Xiaopang is so aggressive that meeting him is far better than being famous!

How could he still have the strength to spit at such a time? ! The reason why I came up here was that I was afraid that he would be useless because I was afraid that he would play Mai Taier, Ma De, I didn't expect it to be impossible to guard against!

When Xiaolongren got angry, he directly mentioned the half-dead Zhang Xiaopang, and said angrily:

"I've licked you clean! Now! Immediately! Immediately! Otherwise, I will let you and that An Nanjing know what life is better than death!"

threaten me?

An Nanjing jumped to the front with one leap, and greeted the little dragon man with a sweeping move.

The latter did not choose to take it hard, but chose to pick up Xiaopang with one hand and retreat slightly, temporarily avoiding his edge.

Xiaolongren: "Hehe, you're defeated, why do you come here shamelessly and take the first shot?"

An Nanjing: "You!"

Just when An Nanjing was about to attack with all his strength, Xiaopang moved.

Zhang Xiaopang: "Shut up~"

Everyone:? ? ? ?

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Zhang Xiaopang: "Shhhhhhh~"

Little Dragon:? ! !

Do you really lick when you ride a horse? ! !

Wo Nima!

(ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻

What a terrible picture this is!

At this time, Zhang Xiaopang is like a koala, because the little dragon man picked him up with one hand, he took advantage of the situation to wrap tightly around the little dragon man's body, and stuck out his tongue to lick the bruises on the little dragon man's face continuously. That puddle of bloody old yellow phlegm, smacking his lips from time to time, looked like he was enjoying it...