C642 Fighting(2)

However, when this hundred-meter-tall giant saw the gigantic blood-red dragon pouncing towards him, a hint of panic flashed in its eyes. He was actually afraid.

"Fuck you!" Can't you fucking give me some face? At the very least, you're a middle-grade immortal equipment? You were actually frightened by a low grade immortal equipment? " Yang Qishan's old face immediately turned black