The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would have been hard to imagine what humans could have done to their own people.

Above the Great Street, thousands of ghost dancers rounded up thousands of degrees of Lin Cang Hai Li Ming Lu Tian Language and others in the middle, the east side of the city gate collapsed, the south side is the location of the city's main house, where it has been transformed into a sea of fire. Westwind Imperial Army arrived on the west side, and the strong army of the Great Martial Power arrived on the north side.

In the course of the killing, armies from several other countries poured in like tidal waves from all corners of the walls, gathering towards the regiment.

People are getting more and more pressured by the Ghost Dance Corps.

They were besieged and massacred.

Even though the Ghost Dance Corps is strong, it still feels difficult to fight when faced with more than a dozen or so times more enemies.

You cut off one of my arms, I cut off half your head.

Once you put a bullet in my stomach, I'll bite your ear off.

It was a brutal killing, a suffocating Shura Purgatory.

Song stopped Yun's desperate slaughter, and each sword went down, several ghost dance corps elites split in half.

Almost no one in the Ghost Dance Corps was able to contend with the "Three Hearts, Two Hearts, and Sword Techniques" he introduced to the Song family.

His face was cold and his eyes stared dead at the core of the regiment.

Winning a thousand degrees is there, and that little princess of the Peacock Dynasty is there.

He's going to kill Win Thousand Degrees, he's going to avenge his father.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Song stopped the clouds and broke the city. Many of the Song family's offerings naturally had to be pillaged next to each other.

Under the guard of the masters of the Song family, Song Suspension Cloud only needs to wave swords and slash rapidly forward. On the left and right side, a ghost dancer rushed in and was immediately photographed as rotten mud by the many offerings clustered around him.

He entered the core of the regiment.

He's getting closer and closer to where he is.

Song stopped clouding and his eyes were red. He shouted, "Win a thousand degrees.”

His body jumped high and the sword in his hand drew a red light in the air.

Then he waved the big sword like a rainbow and cut it over his head.

Bell

The sword was blocked.

Crisp Jingo sounds far away.

Lin Canghai's body flew halfway into the sky, and the long sword in his hand blocked Song Shuyun's long sword.

The two swords are engaged, and both sides are constantly cornering.

Red and white air currents devour each other desperately. I am weak, I am weak.

Lin Canghai stared coldly at Song Pause Yun and drank angrily: “Song Pause Yun, you dare to kill my sister Wang for a chance, I will destroy you all. ”

“What's wrong with King Peacock killing my father and me killing his daughter?” Song Suspended Yun's eyes were red and his hands were still working hard. The red light of the sword in your hand is getting red and the flames are getting fiercer. “If you dare to stand in my way, don't blame me for not talking about compassion. ”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.” Lin Canghai was so angry, he laughed. "If you have the ability to do this, you can show it to me. I'd like to see what's wrong with you, Song Jia Yushu. ”

Winning a thousand degrees is right in front of you, but you're blocked by this bastard and you can't get close.

Song Suspended the anger in Yun's heart, the sword in his hand suddenly ejected dozens of lights, pressing Lin Canghai's sword back, while sweeping the troops on the ground.

The shadow of the two broke apart for a moment, then Song Pause Yun waved the long sword again towards Lin Canghai and chopped the past.

He knew in his heart that in order to kill Win Thousand Degrees, he had to kill the guy in front of him.

In the western wind army formation, an ordinary soldier in blue armor suddenly jumped and stood at a height in mid-air.

Choke!

The sword sheathed out.

The sword was wrapped in blue water, and then sandwiched against the head of a thousand degrees.

Clicking

Above the sky, crossed by that blue stream of water, leaving a blue mark.

Blue water is like a blue fire, thundering in the air.

This sword appears flat, but has the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

Those soldiers who were killing suddenly found themselves physically stiff, and their weapons weighed heavily.

Those trained horses knelt on their knees like they were suppressed by the power of their heads.

Even Thousands of degrees find it difficult to breathe, like being strangled by something.

“Swordsmanship.” Thousands of degrees thought in his heart.

Who is this man with such an unmatched sword?

The heart is spinning, and the sword in your hand is out of the sheath.

Anyway, she had to find a way to stop the sword.

Psst.

The long sword chopped towards the top of a thousand degrees.

The wind swept past, and the soldiers, who had stacked and killed each other, were forcibly pushed away.

Except for the thousand degrees locked in by the sword, everyone else is blown upside down.

Boom! Boom!

Surprisingly loud sounds were heard, and everyone's ears were only buzzing.

The white light flashed and everyone's eyes could not be opened.

Depressed. Quiet.

Long time.

Long time.

Open your eyes a thousand degrees and find a splash of spark over the sky above your head, a sword that hasn't vanished, colliding with each other in the air.

In the sky, the man in the blue soldier's armor still stood in the middle of the sky, opposite him, a man in a colorful coat staring at him.

“Discipline.” Thousands of degrees called out.

No wonder she didn't have time to make a sword just now when the sword was attacking, and the hegemonic sword was blocked.

It turns out that discipline took that blow for itself.

If it wasn't for discipline, I was afraid I'd get hurt in that brutal blow.

Wearing a coat, the man with the feathers soared halfway through the sky and asked coldly, “Who are you? ”

Boom!

The blue armor on his body burst open and the helmet on his head ran into the depths of the clouds with energy and disappeared.

One attack on white clothes, long hair dispersed.

The visitor is actually the wooden bath white of the Westwind Sword God Family Water Stop Sword Hall.

The wooden bath ambushed Li Shepherd in the city during the day, but was injured by snowballs, making it a laughing stock for the whole of Heavenly Capital City and even Shenzhou.

Everyone laughs at the false name of their ‘Westwind Sword God', but enjoys the rest of their fathers.

Later, the old god of Shui Jian Museum called the sword spirit with a blood festival method, making the rumor that the strongest sword method was still killed by Li Shepherd more obvious.

In the process, wooden baths have kept themselves sealed in ice coffins and isolated from the world.

No one thought that he could easily pretend to be an ordinary pawn, trying to strike a thousand degrees of fatality at a critical moment.

“Sword Hall. Wooden bath white.” The white face of the wooden bath said with no expression.

“I didn't think it was the Westwind Sword.” Disciplined ridicule. “Swordgod family, when did you do this little thing about stealing chicken and touching dogs? ”

“Thanks also to that black dragon.” The wooden bath was white and fearless, “the evil dragon told me. Living is the most important thing. When I loved my family's reputation and loved my feathers, I was defeated by the plan and became the laughingstock of Shenzhou. Later, I realized that no one cared about your means. All they cared about was whether you were alive or not and whether you won. ”

“What about the dignity of the martial arts? ”

“The dignity of the martial arts? What dignity do you have if you lose? ”

“Looks like you've fallen into the monastery and you don't deserve to be with my brothers. ”

“I don't care.” The white sword in the wooden bath stood up and the voice was cold, “Killing you is what I care about. ”

After that, his body disappeared in the air, and the sword in his hand was cut into tens of thousands of swords towards discipline.

The punishment swept and chopped, and the two men fought together again.

The soldiers, pushed away by energy, looked at each other, then sipped and slaughtered together again.

The wind city was destroyed, but the black dragon was fuelled by ferocity.

His pupils were red and he turned around and rushed towards the dragon slayer warriors who followed him.

“Roar."

Purple red flame jets, and it wants to burn all those inhumane bastards to coke.

“Sinister.” An old voice came.

Only in the sky came an old monk dressed in a plain white monk's robe.

Every foot down, a lotus blossoms. Every foot down, it's hundreds of feet away.

“Master Lotus is here. ”

“Master Lotus is here to slaughter dragons.”

“Looks like the dragon's winged today."

Master Lotus flew to the black faucet and pinched his hand, reading words.

Then, with a gentle bounce of his fingers, a golden lotus flower floated towards the black dragon.

The lotus blossoms are getting bigger and bigger, like a giant pot of clubs spinning over the head of a black dragon.

A glimmer of golden light burst out of the lotus flower and covered the black dragon's body.

“There's no drinking in the south, no drinking in the Doraemon, no drinking in the south.

The old monk threw up words like lotus flowers, and every word appeared, illusory as a lotus flower drilled past the head of the black dragon.

The Black Dragon just feels more and more rigid and dull. Even the consciousness became blurred, and the buzzing sound did not go into its ears, but directly into its heart, putting out the flame of its mind.

The opposite side of the light is darkness, and the opposite side of the killing is peace.

The Big Sorrow spell read in the mouth of Master Lotus is the best medicine to dissolve the killings and wars in Black Dragon's heart.

The intentions of the Black Dragon peak, that rich and indelible killer in the golden glow bath, under the baptism of the Great Sorrow Curse, an inch was broken, eventually disappeared.

Can a black dragon be a dragon without the will to fight and kill?

Master Lotus came for the dragon slaughter.

And his scholarship was the biggest star of the Black Dragon's ferocity.

“Mahosha, Mahosha, Mahocha, Lunigaya."

Master Lotus recited "The Great Sorrow Curse" while his bowed fingers gently bounced and another golden lotus blossom came out of his hand.

The lotus flower went straight into the black dragon's eyebrow and then dipped into the black dragon's body and disappeared.

“Song.”

Black Dragon only felt that a sword had been inserted in his eyebrow, and that sword was about to cut his head open.

Black dragons are scared.

It started running away.

Fly towards the night sky in the distance.

“You evil dragon, you dare to commit murder. Today is your day."

“For the sake of all beings, the life of this dragon is known today by old age."

“The tap is mine."

In the loud and loud drunkenness, the star-strong attackers revolve around the Black Dragon.

Several star-strong men surrounded the Black Dragon, showing more fighting power than the Song Lonely, the old god of the Song family.

Moreover, Black Dragon is already scarred, and Song Lonely has infiltrated the eight root of the ghost cold. If Black Dragon doesn't struggle to resist, those ghost nails will not seize. However, once the dragon's blood boils and the dragon's air runs desperately in the body, the spikes become as painful as the spikes in the blood water.

Black dragons howling, screaming, teeth dancing claws, spraying a breath of dragon after breath at the star-strong men.

When its body hurts more and more, its soaring posture gets heavier and it can't even eject dragonbreath, it no longer has the ability to resist those who are strong in the stars.

Its body rushed toward the top of nine days, and those strong stars chased after it and rushed toward the sky.

And as it fled toward the ground, the star-strong men flew to the ground.

Tianjun, a superior officer with a long gun, drank loudly and said: "Gentlemen, the Black Dragon is exhausted, we will take it down as soon as the drum is ready. Fang Qiangu will be here at this time."

By the time he shouted, he had been the first to rush the black dragon into his huge body with a wind-breaking gun.

His body fell on the dragon's back, and the wind gun in his hand stabbed him hard towards the dragon's ridge.

Clicking

The sound of the flesh being cut open.

The scales were pierced and the back of the black dragon was stabbed with a long gun through a huge blood hole.

Blood rushed, dragon blood with hot air splashed into the air, and the air roared.

Other star-strong fighters saw the success of a strike by the superior officer Tianjun and immediately flew towards the huge body of the Black Dragon.

Someone landed on the faucet and the knife in his hand did not hesitate to cut into the black dragon's two corners.

Someone landed at the tail of the dragon, and the sword sandwiched the flame to the tail.

Others flew to the belly of the Black Dragon, and the Flaming Ghost Axe burst into a black flame, cutting an axe into the belly of the Black Dragon.

“Ow."

The black dragon howled and his body fell toward the ground at great speed.