Chapter 409: God Killing in World War I

Amidst the flames, a pair of crimson eyes suddenly opened. These were the eyes of Huo Li. God knows why he suddenly appeared in Ice Ridge. He looked covered in scars. He had already experienced a very fierce battle. Moreover, Huo Li The strength and breath of the plow had been greatly weakened compared to before, and he was panting heavily through his nose.

"Ahh..."

Amidst howls of misery, a person crawled out from under the dragon's legs. It was Xiao Sven who was holding an iron gun. He had such a strong vitality that he couldn't die like this?

He stood up, touched his damaged and bleeding shoulder, and said, "Nimma, it hurts..."

Fang Geque shouted from a distance: "Little Sven, be careful!"

"ah?"

When Xiao Siwen turned his head, he saw the ferocious smile of the magic dragon Huo Li and a sharp claw that had already been bent. With a sudden flick of the bent claw, with a sound of "snap", the mythical flag officer had already Flying into the wind in the distance, it turned into a sporadic brilliance flying in the air, and was finally killed by the fire plow.

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"Woo..."

There was another groan, and I raised my sword to look, only to find that there was a beautiful warrior on Huoli's dragon's back, it was none other than Liushuang, most of her Zhanhua sword had pierced into the dragon's back Among them, she could only stay on the dragon's back by holding the sword hilt tightly. Moreover, the triple iron chain was wrapped around the dragon's neck, held in Liushuang's hand, and the iron chain was burned red. Killing this demon dragon, how much pain did Liushuang endure, and, I can see that Liushuang's blood bar is only a trace of blood, and he may die soon, and his breath is terribly weak!

"Frost flow!"

With a low shout, I rushed over in three or two steps, raised my combat boots, and stepped on the nose of the fire plow with a "slap", rushed over, and suddenly supported Liu Shuang, looking at the scars all over her body, my heart ached I can't add it, once upon a time my beautiful mentor was a peerless beauty who could be called the number one beauty in the Destiny Continent, but now she is in such a distressed state.

Liu Shuang looked at me blankly and smiled, "It's great to see you again..."

At this moment, the magic dragon Huolian under him suddenly roared, stood up, violently shaking its head and neck, it seemed that it wanted to shake me and Liu Shuang off together.

"Hold me tight!" Liu Shuang hastily shouted.

I opened my arms and hugged the shoulder of the beautiful mentor, and then, amidst the dragon roar, I was carried up into the sky by Huoliu together with Liushuang, Huoli even turned his head to look at us, with a pair of red eyes Filled with anger, she growled and said, "Liu Shuanghua, you hateful woman, are you willing to give up your life for Luo Lin?"

Behind Liu Shuang, the blood-stained battle robe flew up, and said: "Master Luo Lin is the only hope of Longcheng. In order to let him live, what is my life worth? Huo Li, today is your death day, no Kill you, I will die with regret!"

The fire plow roared and rolled in the air, a flame streaked across the sky, twisting and twisting continuously, as if dancing, if there were no bursts of tragic dragon chant.

I hugged Liushuang tightly, afraid of being thrown off, it was so high, if I fell, I would definitely fall to my death, there was no suspense at all.

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"drop!"

A message came from Yue Qingqian: "Brother Xiaoyao, you... why did you follow the fire dragon to the sky, are you okay? Will you be burned to death, woo, what shall we do?"

I used a life healing technique to add some qi and blood to myself, and replied: "No, Qingqian will take everyone to continue crossing the river, stepping on the ice in the glacier river basin, don't look back, there are still too many mythical people, and Fang Song Que is immortal, we will never be able to defeat the myth!"

"Well, I got it!"

Overlooking the land, Yue Qingqian led the 200 people who had killed the dragon, approached the city, and the Bloody Pact, and had already set foot on the ice of the Glacial River Basin. Behind them were densely packed 4000+ mythical elites, including Fang Geque. Ge Que's fear of Zhanlong is too strong, just like what he said, if Zhanlong can't die, his heart can't be at ease!

Seeing Fang Geque's non-stop pursuit and killing, the people who killed the dragon were also rapidly depleted. In a short while, there were only less than 100 people left, and the other party still maintained a staff of 4000+ people. Immediately, I knew, It's too late, we really lost...

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"Ho Ho..."

In the air, the magic dragon Huolian roared and continued to wreak havoc, burning my body and Liushuang's body with raging flames. Liushuang's frosty ice armor has been broken many times. Difficulty, Huo Li must be killed quickly, otherwise my beautiful mentor may really disappear forever.

After taking a look, I suddenly grabbed the iron chain, slid down, and landed in the blind area of ​​the dragon's neck with a "snap". This is an area where the fire plow cannot touch you. Here, there happened to be a short sword inserted into it. , is Rollin's saber!

"Snapped!"

Grasping the hilt of the sword with one hand, I firmly grasped the iron chain at the waist to fix myself there, then took out the cold iron sword, and pierced into the dragon's neck together with the end of the iron chain with a "puchi", blood spattered, so that Immobilizing myself, amidst the miserable howl of the fire plow, I pulled out the King Qin sword, and slashed at his neck. Blood splashed like magma, and the fire plow screamed in pain, but there was nothing he could do. Neither the dragon's breath nor the dragon's claws can touch this blind spot.

Liu Shuang's voice came weakly: "Well, move the attack position up half a meter, there is the upper leaf area of ​​the dragon's reverse scale, it is the most painful place, and it is also the storage location of his dragon power, attacking there, you can vent it. His power, as long as the power of the dragon is consumed, the fire plow is just a reckless monster, hurry up!"

I nodded: "I know!"

King Qin raised his sword one after another, slashed wildly, and the howl of the fire plow pierced through the clouds. With a roar, he swooped directly to the ground, as if he was crazy!

Above the ground is a vast glacial river basin, and a large number of players are chasing and killing in the glacial river basin.

"Boom!"

The magic dragon's fire plow hit the ice layer suddenly, and the ice layer broke for a while, and then flew up again to alleviate the pain he suffered, but the effect seemed to be small, and it couldn't shake me and Liushuang away from my body.

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"puff!"

Qin Wangjian thrust it in violently, and suddenly the magic dragon's neck swelled up amidst the miserable howl of the fire plow, and his dragon's breath was triggered by my attack. A long dragon's breath slid across the sky, just like a plane crashing general trajectory.

"rustle……"

The broken sword of Luo Lin held tightly in my left hand was swayed by me, and the fire plow was painful. This must be a neuron area. Under the pain, the flight path of the fire plow shifted slightly, opposite to the direction I was shaking?

This is interesting, I twisted the broken sword deliberately again, and the fire plow immediately flew to the left. To confirm, I twisted the broken sword to the left again, and the fire plow immediately began to fly to the right in pain, and he could hardly control his own flight The direction is right, this is the key area of ​​the flight neurons in his body!

The gust of wind took my War Raider cloak and flew away. Although I was close to death at the moment, I was ecstatic. A new idea jumped out of my mind uncontrollably, and I will put it into practice immediately!

Twisting the broken sword, the fire plow rushed down in the air. I controlled it very accurately. The flight trajectory of the fire plow directly cut off the way for Shenhua to chase and kill the dragon. King Qin sent the sword suddenly, and the neck of the dragon began to swell. The next moment , A long mouthful of dragon's breath spewed on the ice layer, the fire burst into flames, and a section of ice layer as long as 500 meters completely melted!

"ah?!"

Yue Qingqian hurried forward, with joy in her eyes: "Brother Xiaoyao... this is amazing..."

The Shinhwa group gritted their teeth.

I drove the fire plow to continue flying, and after a roundabout, another scorching dragon's breath sprayed down behind the mythical 4000+ people, melting a long ice layer, but the ice layer was too thick, and it didn't collapse!

Qin Wangjian poked harder again, uh, the power of the fire plow disappeared, the power of the dragon was exhausted, and it was no longer possible to continue the dragon's breath.

"This unscientific……"

I took another bucket hard, and suddenly heard a "click", and my heart felt cold, and Liu Shuang's helpless chuckle came from beside my ear: "Silly boy, you pierced his energy sac..."

I panicked, but looking at the densely packed mythical players on the ice, a new crazy idea popped up again. I glanced at the blood of the magic dragon fire plow, 1%, and it was on the verge of death. Well, let his last Give me a helping hand!

Broken Sword twisted, Huoli howled miserably, and swooped down, aiming at the group of people headed by Fang Geque!

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"Boom!"

The huge mountain-like dragon directly shattered the ice layer, triggering a chain reaction. A large piece of ice layer was completely shattered, and 4000+ mythical players fell into the water one after another. Immediately afterwards, the sound of "Xixisuosuo" came from the river. Ferocious coelacanths appeared, and began to bite the players who fell into the water, screaming repeatedly!

"Kill Xiaoyaozi, even with his last breath!" Fang Geque said while standing on a small piece of ice.

The tragic deaths of Li Mu, Song Han, Matcha, Ran Min and other dragon-slaying players appeared in front of my eyes, almost all of which were thanks to the myth. Immediately, a monstrous flame ignited in my chest, and I jumped up from the dragon. Holding the sword with both hands, he shouted violently: "Fang Geque!"

"Boom!"

With a sharp slash of the sword, the ice cube on which Fang Geque was standing was directly smashed into pieces, and I grabbed Fang Geque's robe collar so that he could not leap through space while being restrained, and both of them fell into pieces. Entering the icy river, the surrounding coelacanths were biting the players of the mythical guild. The icy water made people more sober, and Fang Geque's eyes were full of anger and horror.

The paper fan waved, and the wind of flames and the movement of ice and rocks bombarded me continuously.

The moment I let go, the two swords criss-crossed and danced in a flurry, cutting 7 swords in a row, and Han Binglie came again, and roared: "It's time for us to settle this account!"

"10278!"

Han Binglie directly delivered a fatal blow, Fang Geque opened his eyes wide, the majestic leader of the myth, the number one man of destiny, was suffocated to death in the icy river!