Chapter 252

"Still dare to be distracted while fighting me? Seeking death."

Shyvana's cold voice rang out, and she suddenly launched an attack, a claw wrapped in flames thrusting out.

With a pfft, it pierced the heart of a lion-man.

210: Golden bloodline? Nothing more than that!

"Trash!".

Residual Claw climbed out of the pit, his cold gaze swept over the killed lion-man, without any fluctuation.

Even faintly feeling angry.

They were all followers.

His own follower died at the hands of the enemy's follower, for him, this was a shame!

But fortunately, as long as the enemy was killed, his shame would no longer exist.

Thinking this way.

He looked up at Chen Ang, his gaze grim, baring his teeth in a bloodthirsty smile, and said. "Human, you are not bad; this King acknowledges you."

"But it's a pity, you still have to die today!"

"But you should feel honored, because you can witness the glory of the Golden lineage!!"

Boom—

The words fell.

Golden fighting spirit erupted, covering his whole body.

It was like flames burning on his body, making him exude a terrifying aura, full of oppression, and at the same time, shocking to the heart.

The blood-colored lion figure was invaded by the golden fighting spirit, turning into a golden lion, roaring, and an overbearing aura permeated.

Without any movement.

Residual Claw just tensed his body, the power on his feet condensed slightly, and with a bang, the ground under his feet sank and cracked.

Then with a whoosh.

His figure disappeared.

Immediately after, he appeared in front of Chen Ang, threw a punch, golden fighting spirit erupted like divine light, full of terrible destructive power.

Chen Ang raised his eyebrows and threw a punch.

Boom!

Violent power collided crazily.

Chen Ang only felt a majestic power coming, which surprised him, and his body couldn't help but be blasted away.

After finally stabilizing his body, golden light struck.

Residual Claw threw a punch again, his face full of cruel smiles. "You should feel honored to die under the glory of the golden bloodline, human!!"

"Golden bloodline?"

Chen Ang grinned, his gaze sharp. "Nothing more than that!!"

Dragon Fist!!

With a full-power punch, he met it.

Under the stimulation of the thunder, Chen Ang's physical attributes reached an even more terrifying level.

His body was hot.

His skin was flushed.

His whole body seemed to become scorching hot with the battle.

At the same time, a blood-colored swimming dragon-like tattoo appeared on the surface of his skin, and with this punch, there was even a dragon roar that shook the heart.

Boom!

Another collision.

Evenly matched.

Air waves rolled, like a tsunami, sweeping the surroundings.

Huge rocks and ancient trees were uprooted, and under the rolling air waves, they were crushed into powder.

The slaughter of giant dragon and lion.

Vibrations erupted constantly.

One punch thrown, both sides withdrew, and then attacked again.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom!!

The collision of fist and fist is a hard collision of power.

The battle of blood and flesh.

Without any reservation.

Both almost exerted their combat power to the extreme.

Looking around, one could hardly see the figures of the two, only two residual shadows colliding constantly.

And every collision had air exploding, twisting, and finally shattering, causing an air explosion.

And with every collision.

Under the constant twisting and exploding of the air, the terrible fluctuations caused violent tornadoes to appear out of thin air around the battlefield.

"Shatter!!"

A violent tornado attacked Chen Ang.

Chen Ang's expression remained unchanged, and he threw a punch.

The power of death and dragon might erupted.

Under the Dragon Fist.

With a bang, the tornado was blasted away by a punch!

The next moment.

Swish.

Golden light struck, it was Residual Claw, with a cold and bloodthirsty smile, a claw swept across, tearing the void.

The dazzling light and terrifying speed almost made it hard to notice this strike.

The speed was too fast.

But Chen Ang was faster.

"It should be over!"

He said softly, essence light flickering in his eyes, and threw a punch again.

Dragon Fist!!

Boom!

"How is it possible?!"

Residual Claw widened his eyes, seemed to have noticed something, his expression shocked, a mouthful of blood sprayed out from his mouth, his body was blasted away like a cannonball, landing on a mountain peak, the mountain peak collapsed directly, dust permeated, and under the sweeping of the violent wind, it seemed to turn into a storm.

Chen Ang didn't care, stepped into it.

His gaze locked on Residual Claw's figure, and he threw a punch again.

"Ah!!"

Residual Claw roared, unwillingly, coughing blood, gritting his teeth and using his final full strength, golden fighting spirit surged, and he threw his left fist again.

Accompanied by the lion's roar.

This punch, even if it was thrown with the left fist, was absolutely terrifying.

But at this moment, Chen Ang's strike was even more terrifying.

Boom—

Under one punch.

Screams rang out again.

The ground sank deeply.

Huge cracks extended, and seawater spread from them.

Residual Claw lay in the deep pit, dying, his left arm already limp on the side like his right arm, bones shattered.