Chapter five hundred and ninety third vicious dog growls(2/2)
"Damn it, it's here again! This dead dog!" Winnie covered her face.
"Be careful! Biochemical warning, biochemical warning!" Fantesey pinched his nose nervously and took several steps back. He had tasted a terrible taste and was fainted for three days. He suspected that this thing was not farting at all, but was completely poisoning!
"Can you stop exaggerating this? They are all dragon-level people, they are a bit positive! It is hundreds of meters away from you... whisper!" Clara said, and suddenly frowned and covered her nose, and she couldn't help but slur up and down a few times in her throat... Poor mermaid, her sense of smell is one hundred times that of humans.
On the court, Roy's face had completely sunk.
He kindly gave the other party a decent attitude, but unexpectedly it was an insult. The farting dog was like a slap on his kindness.
Then there is no need to give these ten seconds.
With a thought, Alston, the corpse demon dragon in the sky, had already felt the will of his master.
roar!
It roared the dragon at Wang Feng and the mangy dog below, and the terrifying sound waves were stacked layer by layer, overlapping visible to the naked eye and pressing down frantically, carrying the terrifying pressure of the dragon-level powerful man, and instantly reached the bottom.
But unexpectedly, although Wang Feng was unmoved, the skinny dog did not look scared at all. He even seemed to have not heard the dragon roar, and he actually wanted to lie down...
The spectators were speechless at this time. Kun Lin couldn't help but cover his forehead. This dog was definitely deaf! This style is very Wang Feng!
"Cough..." Wang Feng coughed lightly, but a reminder that he ignored him at all.
Since this guy was completely assimilated on Shenlong Island and Ertong, frankly speaking, the strongest and weakest combination seemed to have undergone some kind of qualitative change. His strength and talent were so high that he was a little beyond Wang Feng's imagination, but the upper limit was raised, and what followed was the lower limit that refreshed Wang Feng's previous cognition.
That is simply inheriting the laziness of the two cylinders in one, far exceeding one plus one equals two. That is too lazy to be extraordinary and unique, and too lazy to be strange and skeleton essence!
"Commitment is on!" He had to kick the butt that had already fallen down.
Only then did Yim raise his head lazily, first gave Wang Feng a dissatisfaction, then looked into the air, and half of his drooping eyelids slightly flipped up.
Chapter completed!