Chapter 213

That area of a hundred meters sank two or three meters deep.

The air wave rolled, and the aftermath even lifted some trees nearby.

Thick dust shrouded this area, blocking the view somewhat.

But Chen Ang's perception was keen.

He only heard a breeze passing by on his left side behind him.

And then he looked back and threw a punch.

Dragon Fist erupted.

What met it was the Titan Puppet's same metal iron fist, with thunder light lingering and entangling on it.

The two fists collided.

The space where they collided twisted.

Chen Ang's face changed slightly, and his body was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.

"What terrifying power!"

Just the power Chen Ang felt was at least stronger than his.

Zzzzz.

Thunder appeared, sweeping his whole body.

A fierce aura erupted from Chen Ang.

Swish~

The sound of breaking through the air rang out.

The huge puppet figure appeared above Chen Ang, and in its cold eyes, a faint light emerged, and then a punch struck.

A sense of death swept through his heart.

Chen Ang curled his lips, and his heart stirred.

Ghost Shadow Step was activated.

A residual shadow erupted, Chen Ang seized the opportunity to stabilize his figure, flew in the opposite direction of the residual shadow, and ran toward different directions.

"Intruder, die!"

The cold voice without any emotion came from the Titan Puppet's mouth.

The huge body full of oppression chased after Chen Ang, threw a punch, and at the same time, its tail behind it danced rapidly, piercing through that residual shadow straight.

This puppet has no supernatural power except thunder.

It is a cold, pure melee slaughter weapon.

It can only be said that it is worthy of being created by Titans, not only almost the same as Titans, but also the weapons on its body are built entirely for slaughtering dragons.

It is no exaggeration to say that this puppet can easily tear dragons apart by hand.

"Dragon Fist!"

Chen Ang roared, looked back and threw a punch, thunder light permeated, and met the Titan Puppet's fist.

Under the collision, it was earth-shattering.

The ground under his feet cracked.

The clouds in the sky dissipated instantly.

Chen Ang's body was scalding hot, and his body attributes were greatly improved, making this attack seem evenly matched.

Even...

Deeper.

"Get out!"

Roaring, power erupted.

The Titan Puppet was forcibly repelled by several steps.

Whoosh.

The sound of breaking through the air rang out.

The tail struck again, Chen Ang curled his lips into a cold smile, jumped up to dodge the sharp tail, and even took the opportunity to use the tail as a support under his feet to jump a second time, quickly arriving on the Titan Puppet's head, squatted down, and touched the core shimmering with blue light with his left hand.

"Sure enough, it's dragon energy."

Chen Ang murmured.

Dragon energy can be understood as the life force of a dragon.

Although the life force of various life forms is the same, they have different auras.

The dragon life force in this puppet core should come from the Dragon King; at least Chen Ang felt an extremely overbearing aura from it.

Only the Dragon King of the dragon tribe would have such overbearingness.

"Get out for me."

Chen Ang roared, and under the traction of his energy, he wanted to get the dragon energy out of the core.

But unfortunately.

Although it had an effect, the speed of absorbing the dragon energy was too slow.

Before he had completely absorbed the dragon energy, the sound of breaking through the air rang out.

The sharp tail struck from behind him.

Chen Ang didn't dare to resist hard.

He didn't know what material this tail was made of, but its penetrating power was extremely strong; even Chen Ang's dragon scales would be pierced if hit.

"Still have to do it one more time."

Chen Ang, who was falling from mid-air, thought, his eyes flickering, looked back, and saw a huge metal iron fist carrying thunder light coming, the air around it continuously tearing, faintly appearing as if there were tiny cracks.

Chen Ang was not afraid at all, his burly body exuding a scalding aura, turned back and threw a punch.

Roar~

There was a dragon roar.

A punch was thrown, violent power permeated, and under the blessing of various characteristics and power, this punch blasted the Titan Puppet back several steps directly.

Chen Ang seized the opportunity again, jumped up, landed on the Titan Puppet's head, and squatted down to touch the core.

"Roar!!"

The Titan roared.

Although it was a puppet creation, it was extraordinary after reaching this level. As if noticing Chen Ang's purpose, it didn't care whether it would destroy itself, and swung its fist to kill Chen Ang on its head....

215: Law Material Obtained.

That whistling and tearing sound of breaking through the air, even if the attack hadn't arrived, Chen Ang felt the dangerous aura brought by that terrifying strike.

It's just that Chen Ang still didn't choose to dodge.

Instead, he continued to attract the dragon energy existing in the core.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment.

The attack was about to land on Chen Ang.

This terrifying attack, if it really landed on Chen Ang, one can imagine that even if Chen Ang didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

If he was chased and killed by the puppet again, he would be dead if he didn't die.

But just when the puppet's attack was about to land on Chen Ang in the next second.

Suddenly.

Hum.

A golden aura suddenly flew out of the puppet's core, and Chen Ang didn't hesitate at all.

After holding the dragon energy with his left hand, he immediately placed his right hand on the core, and his mutated dragon might erupted, pouring into it, mixed with a trace of his own life force.

Whoosh.

The sound of breaking through the air struck.

That huge fist landed directly on Chen Ang's head, and when the distance was less than five millimeters, it finally stopped.

The wind power brought by the inertia made Chen Ang's cheeks ache.

Cold sweat emerged from Chen Ang's forehead and slid down.

Chen Ang breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but murmur. "At the critical moment, it was finally a success."

If it had been even half a second slower, this strike would have landed on him.

Drip.