The Legend of the Dragon King

Yang Xianxia waved his arms and smashed their bodies to the ground. Zheng Yiran had not yet reacted. Zheng Long and Zheng Hu had turned into two white lights and disappeared.

“You--" Zheng Yi stared at Yang Xianxia. She never thought that Zheng Long and Zheng Hu brothers' dramatic poison had no effect on this big man.

“Hello, Zheng Yilan, this is Yang Xianxia. Instructions, please.” Yang Xianxia did not give her a chance to think more. Her feet rushed forward like a tank towards Zheng Yiran.

“You want to die!” Zheng Yilan was furious. With a glimmer of light on her body and a layer of turquoise all over her body, she was much brighter in turquoise than her brothers Zheng Long and Zheng Hu. The little green snake wrapped around her arm amplified the light, and a bite of green mist spewed out towards Yang Xianxia.

“Ho!” Yang changxia yelled, a strong dark golden airflow suddenly blew out, hard to blow away the green fog. He has arrived close to Zheng Yilan.

Zheng Yiran's eyes were cold and had no intention of evading. She looked at Yang Xianxia and hit her body. All of a sudden, she was soft as if she had lost her bones. As soon as her arm was extended, she put Yang Xianxia's fist on it and a strange scene appeared.

Zheng Yiran's body glittered brightly. It was impossible to see what kind of soul technique she was using. People had quickly wrapped it up and wrapped Yang Xianxia's body around it.

Her right hand turned turquoise and ran straight to Yang Xia's neck. At the same time, the little green snake emitted a jade-like glow, spraying a thick mist directly and at close range towards Yang Xianxia.

“Ho!” Yang Xianxia yelled again, lighting up the purple soul ring ranked third. The body, which was already two meters and five meters tall, suddenly swelled to three meters and had dark golden hair all over it, like a steel needle. Meanwhile, a strong dark golden light erupted from his body, and Zheng Yiran's hard and oppressive attack could not directly fall on him.

But compared to Zheng Long and Zheng Hu, Zheng Yilan's strength is obviously a lot stronger. His body is wrapped around Yang Xianxia, like it is fixed there, even under the shake of that dark golden light, he is not detached. Both sides are at a standstill.

In the meantime, a hand appeared silent.

Zheng Yiran was slapped lightly. Zheng Yiran's body trembled. The clear and visible ice blue instantly spread all over his body. The whole person seemed stiff.

Yang changxia shouted, “clicking” a few voices, Zheng Yilan's body has broken into several sections, and the light disappeared.

Appearing next to Yang Xianxia, she is a tall girl with dark hair cape, not very beautiful, but with a special temperament. Exactly Ancient Moon.

The space flashed, the cold seal, with her assistance, Zheng Yilian, who was already very difficult, was solved in a moment.

Yang Xianxia's body shrunk rapidly, quickly returning to its original shape, comparing his thumb to the ancient moon.

Ancient Moon smiled slightly, his hands behind his back, seemed to have just done a very simple thing.

She seemed to inadvertently look back, her eyes fell on Tang Danling's hiding place, Tang Danling's heart praised, this Ling Hai Realm's spiritual power is just different, Ancient Moon's perception is really too acute, she must have found herself. But Ancient Moon didn't greet him out, and of course he wasn't in a hurry.

“Ancient Moon, what do we do next?” Yang said Xia Xia Xian.

Ancient Moon said: "Didn't you just do well? Continue." After that, she naturally walked towards the shrub where Tang Mailin was hiding.

“But my soul will continue to drain!” Yang Xianxia said with a grieving face.

“Whatever.” As she spoke, she was already short and in the bushes.

She naturally sat next to Don Mailin.

At this moment, Tang Mailin's eyes suddenly flashed a cold flash, his body immobilized, his right arm like lightning and then folded.

“Ding!” sounded softly, and a shadow shook directly out of the bush.

It was a pair of claws. Before Kan caught Tang Danglin and Ancient Moon, he was directly shot out by Tang Danglin's right hand.

All the surrounding bushes suddenly seem to be alive, and a blue silver grass vine runs like a pointy needle.

Both figures emerged simultaneously, stiff in the air. Then two solid blue blades, more than a meter long, swept through them, turning them into two lights that disappeared in the air.

Tang Mailin still didn't look back, just a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, his right hand behind his back, thumbs up.

Not far behind him, a figure crawled there quietly, his fingers picked up from the blue silver grass beside him. His whole person seemed very quiet, as if he was completely integrated with the surrounding environment. Well, that's exactly what Xie meets.

He and his two companions had already killed four or five men in a three-minded temporary offensive squad. Sorcerers are aggressive and fast. Together, the three of them suddenly attacked with a very high success rate.

As just now, two of his companions have touched the back of Don Danglin. There were no signs before the onslaught.

Unfortunately, they have a teammate. Neither Tang Dynasty Lin nor Xie Xie Mei can pronounce it, but they have been together for too long, with countless possibilities for communication.

Far away, when Xie encountered Tang Danglin hidden in the bush, he immediately pinched the blue silver grass around him because he knew that Tang Danglin had the ability to perceive everything around him through blue silver grass in the forest.

After vigilance, Tang Dynasty Lin, when Ancient Moon walked towards himself, quietly compared gestures only they understood each other, which was a tacit compact cultivated over the years.

Then the two attacking warriors were naturally tragic. More importantly, Xie's path is very secret, and no one can see it at all.

Sensitive attacks are controlled and anchored, and the results are obvious. It is not that they are poorly combated, but that in that case, the sneakers are counter-attacked, leaving them with no chance at all, and the sensitive attack is necessarily weak at the same time as the high-speed attack.

Yang Xianxia, who found this side of the motion, was just about to come over and saw two white lights disappearing in the air. His pupils contracted slightly, but soon returned to normal. He reached out his right hand and drew a thumb towards Tang Danglin. Then he flew over, bent over, and went into the bush.

“When did you get here?” When he saw Tang Mailin, he was also surprised.

Tang Mailin smiled slightly, “Just arrived! Just for a moment. ”

Yang chanted Xia's smile, “Oh, then keep an eye on me, I will recover and restore my soul strength. ”

After a while, they had eliminated six people, and their strength was quite good. The strongest of them, undoubtedly, was Zheng Yiran, her toxic spirit was quite strong. Just happened to encounter a dark golden bear with more restraint on its own knife gun and strong resistance to poison, plus an ancient moon ice seal. Plus her own pride, otherwise, it's not that easy to deal with.

Yang Xianxia did not seem to worry at all that they would attack themselves. He sat comfortably on his knees and began to recover his soul strength through meditation.

Tang Mailin and Ancient Moon looked at each other, and they didn't say a word. Tang Mailin quietly pushed blue silver grass into the ground and connected it with a lot of surrounding plant smell, and released some soul power to make the plant smell more intense through the infusion of soul power into the plant, thus masking their smell.

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