"Okay, I killed more than twenty of them in one go." Zuo Wei laughed when she saw this scene: "The guys from the Phantom Dragon Legion are nothing special."
"Little yellow-haired girl, please stop being so arrogant! This commander is going to kill you -" At this moment, a black-armored commander wielded a dragon lance in his palm and drove a dragon with earth-yellow scales all over his body and rushed toward him.
The two-meter long spear in this guy's palm was suddenly thrust out by the strong wind, and went straight into the heart of Zuo Wei in front of him.
"Hmph, don't underestimate me." Zuo Wei sneered, and a flashing shield-shaped aura suddenly appeared in the palm of the hand that was not holding the staff.
"Hoo!" Zuo Wei raised one arm to greet him. With a bang, the black-armored commander's arm shook violently, and his dragon lance almost flew out of his hand. He cried out: "How is it possible? A little girl actually
Can you compete with my power?!"
"Haha, are you very powerful? I think it's average." Zuo Wei shook her wrist, and her spiritual energy shield immediately shattered and disappeared. She did not give the black-armored commander a chance to breathe, and in the lightning flash,
Aim the priest's staff at the enemy: "Hammer of Holy Light!"
"Bang!" The power of this hammer of light was so indestructible that it directly smashed the black-armored commander who was riding a khaki dragon to the ground. The man's breastplate was dented, and he collapsed dead with broken bones and tendons.
"Whoosh--poof!" Zuo Wei casually shot an arrow of light, which penetrated the head of the earth-yellow dragon. The guy also fell to his death.
In the final analysis, Zuo Wei's own strength and magical power have increased by leaps and bounds, all because Guan Heng used the origin of the dragon soul to blend into her bloodline, giving Zuo Wei the strength to easily kill giant dragons and black-armored commanders.
"Yeah, yeah - it's really abominable to hurt my colleague, just die!" At this moment, two more black-armored commanders riding plesiosaurs came fiercely, but Borui next to him sneered.
: "Only two of them?! Huh, it's the result of death again!"
"The Spell of the Flame Demon's Wrath!" Borui used the advanced fire spell skill without hesitation. The virtual image of the fire giant in the air instantly condensed, directly burning the two black-armored commanders who came over.
Hui Jifen, the other party didn't even have time to scream.
"Look, the three commanders have been killed by each other!!" The dozens of black-armored warriors present were stunned with fright. They were completely frightened crazy by the terrifying fighting power of Borui and Zuo Wei. The next second, who knows who
He shouted: "We are not opponents, run away!"
These words exploded like a drop of water splashed into boiling oil. The black-armored warriors present turned around and were about to flee. At this moment, a violent and arrogant voice shouted: "Bold, those who shrink from the battle."
,die--"
"Puff, puff, puff!" The black-armored warriors who were about to flee felt a chill on their necks. The flash of swords behind them had already cut off their heads to the ground. Their bones rolled into pieces, and their headless necks crackled.
A bright red blood mist surged outwards, and at this moment some black-armored soldiers who had just arrived rushed over again, brandishing bloody steel blades. They shouted: "Kill all the strong men of the human race, kill, kill, kill—"
"Oh no, it's the tenth team of black-armored soldiers supervising the battle!" The black-armored warriors who wanted to escape almost peed their pants when they saw these demons attacking their own people.
The only difference between these black-armored warriors and ordinary black-armored warriors is that they wear red steel helmets that exude a strong smell of blood. If there are those who are timid and shrink from the battle on the battlefield, the black-armored warriors have the right to represent the legion commander Kou.
Han, these deserters will be executed on the spot.
"Listen up, don't retreat. Kill the powerful human race with all your strength to let them know how powerful the Phantom Dragon Legion is." The leaders of the ten black-armored troops roared: "Even if we die together, we must hurt them and kill them."
Kill--"
The bloodthirsty and crazy military order quickly infected every black-armored warrior present. They finally knew: if they are going to die, it is better to bite the enemy hard when they are about to die!
These crazy guys finally howled and roared at Borui and Zuo Wei. Borui had been a long-time enemy and could barely hold his position, but the little girl Zuo Wei was suddenly overwhelmed by the opponent's torrent of offensive.
I can't stand it anymore.
"Oops, Zuo Wei." Borui was paying attention to the safety of his companions, but he didn't pay attention to a black-armored commander who bent his bow and shot an arrow. "Hi-pop!" An arrowhead ripped through the air in an instant and soared towards Borui.
face door.
"Ah!" Borui dodged in desperation, and the flying arrow hit his shoulder.
"Bori, how are you?" Zoe Wei was shocked when she saw Borui was injured, but Borui shook his head, reached out and pulled out the arrow, and then took a sip of the ambergris recovery potion in his hand.
, he shouted: "Don't worry about me, fight the enemy seriously and don't relax."
"Whoosh whoosh!" Just when the situation for Borui and Zuo Wei turned critical, two urgent figures had already arrived behind the ten commanders of the black armored soldiers who were supervising the battle.
The movements of these two people were swift and silent, and they took action in an instant without hesitation.
"Whoa!" One of them shook the black cloak on his body, leaning against the head of a commander in the cover. The double short blades in his palms were then passed forward, leaving two long and narrow blood marks on the opponent's neck through the cloak, "
Bang!" Immediately afterwards, he kicked the opponent's heart with both feet, making a sharp and cracking sound, and the opponent immediately died!
It was Ruta who took action. It only took less than half a second for him to move and easily kill the enemy. Imila on the other side also took action quickly and directly smashed a commander with claw-shaped gloves.
ribs of half body.
"Plop, plop." Imila and Ruta took action too quickly. When the third and fourth commanders fell to the ground, the others suddenly realized something was wrong. The remaining six commanders quickly dispersed on their mounts.
They shouted in unison: "Who is it? How dare you secretly attack!!"
"To deal with you dragon clan bastards and lackeys of the Demon Realm, sneak attacks are the best way to deal with you." Ruta flicked the blood on his short blades at this time, and he sneered solemnly: "Suffer death!"
"Arrogant, let me show you the power of our joint attack!"
The six commanders of the black armored soldiers who supervise the battle are worthy of being the first-class elites of the Phantom Dragon Legion. Two long blades and four dragon lances collided with each other. In an instant, a huge amount of black fighting spirit from the demonic realm was gathered, turning into a roaring giant.
The black dragon opened its bloody mouth and attacked Ruta and Imira.
"Hmph, Guwu style, triple tiger roar bullet!"
"Bang bang bang!" Faced with the rushing black dragon's fighting spirit, Imila was not afraid. She punched continuously in the air, and the powerful fist force suddenly condensed the virtual image of a tiger in the air. This is the ancient martial art passed down by Imila's family.
The secret of Flow Fist is to condense the fierce and unparalleled fist power into a concrete form, thereby completely crushing the enemy.
——[First update, good morning everyone, Lao Sha continues to ask for subscriptions and monthly votes~\(≧▽≦)/~]——(To be continued.)