Chapter 1125: The Dragon Shadow Army, as powerful as a dragon
Liu Sheng couldn't believe his eyes, the punch he just now hit Ye Junlang's body solidly, what was contained in the fist was his own dark power of the Martial Ancestor Realm, and his strength had reached the Martial Ancestor Realm, he had been able to turn the dark strength into Gang, that fist Gang Qi bombarded Ye Junlang's body, how could the other party look like a nobody?
Liu Sheng's expression was really like seeing a ghost, it was no exaggeration to say that if his punch fell on Tiantongzi's body, Rao would also suffer a certain amount of injuries with Tiantongzi's strength as a mid-level martial ancestor realm, and it would never be possible to behave so easily like Ye Junlang!
What a strong body, what a terrible body?
This made Liu Sheng unbelievable at all, after all, Ye Junlang in front of him was too young, even if he started to work hard from his mother's womb, he didn't necessarily have such a strong physique, right?
Sou!
At this time, the ghost struck again, he was like a poisonous snake, as long as he found the right opportunity, he would show his hideous fangs and attack Ye Junlang.
At the same time, Tiantongzi attacked and killed again, he attacked Ye Junlang head-on, and cooperated with the fierce ghosts who attacked from behind, so that Ye Junlang was attacked by the enemy on his back and was attacked and killed by them.
"Let's fight!"
Ye Junlang roared angrily, the blood boiling all over his body, the strong battle intent was like anger burning, driven by his own boiling battle intent, his own Jiuyang qi and blood also aroused a strong resonance, and the Jiuyang qi and blood that rose to the sky were even more blazing and dazzling, and the continuous power of Jiuyang qi and blood condensed and merged into the power of his own secret realm.
Sou!
Ye Junlang flashed, he carried endless anger and killing intent, and took the initiative to attack and kill Tiantongzi, as for the powerful ghost who attacked and killed behind him, he ignored it first, forced Tiantongzi back first, and then tried his best to solve the trouble of the ghost.
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In the night, figures are rushing towards the abandoned farm.
These figures are as vigorous as dragons in their actions, each of them sneaking forward at a constant speed, and quietly along the way, and even more so from the perspective of the formation team, which ensures that even if they are attacked and killed suddenly, no matter what the position, this team of warriors can quickly respond to the situation.
This is the team of Dragon Shadow warriors led by Liu Shanyue, who have already felt in this abandoned farm.
Suddenly, Liu Shanyue, who was the leader, paused suddenly, the gaze in his eyes brightened, and his face showed a hint of excitement, and he said, "That's Brother Ye's breath." There is a battle in the position of the right front. It must be Brother Ye who is fighting with his opponent!"
Sensing the incomparable momentum that Ye Junlang himself burst out, Liu Shanyue's heart rose in ecstasy, Rao is character has always been extremely calm, but at this moment, he couldn't help but be a little excited.
"Lao Tzu wants to see if those guys are besieging Boss Ye, and Lao Tzu has to wring off their heads!"
Tank's eyes sank, and a violent murderous intent flashed from the depths of his eyes.
"Tank, don't be impatient. All the Dragon Shadow warriors listened to the order, lined up to meet the battle, and rushed forward at the fastest speed, but whoever attacked and killed Brother Ye would be killed!"
Liu Shanyue's tone sank and he spoke.
"Roger!"
Modao, Lone Wolf, Mountain Tiger, Shi Yan and other dragon shadow warriors responded one after another.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Then, these dragon shadow warriors spread out one by one, rushing forward at a speed like a gallop, and their own iron-blooded killing momentum condensed under the baptism of blood and fire in the battlefield was also constantly rising, and finally when this killing momentum was condensed together, it was like a wild dragon rising into the air, and one by one they rushed forward like a tiger crossing the mountain but with a momentum like a dragon.
This mighty momentum is undisguised, sweeping forward, like a wind and clouds, indomitable, fearless.
Liu Shanyue's thoughts of these Dragon Shadow Warriors are very simple, Ye Junlang is not only the eldest brother they respect from the bottom of their hearts, but also the dragon head of the Dragon Shadow Organization.
The bullying of the dragon's head is more unbearable for them than they are to be bullied.
Therefore, they only had one thought, no matter who or what forces were besieging Ye Junlang, they would kill them and annihilate all the enemies besieging Ye Junlang.
This iron-blooded killing momentum quickly swept forward, those dead soldiers felt it, and those ancient martial arts powerhouses also sensed it, and their faces were all stunned.
The figure of the powerful ghost who originally wanted to attack Ye Junlang from behind also stopped suddenly, and his eyes with a layer of blood-colored murderous intent looked towards the direction in front of the right, and a trace of doubt flashed on his funny and ugly face like a clown.
"Hahaha-"
Ye Junlang burst out laughing, his heroic laughter was extremely happy, and then his tone sank, and he shouted: "Where is the Dragon Shadow Warrior?"
"I'm here!"
"I'm here!"
"I'm here!"
...... One response after another, echoing in the sky above this remote wilderness.
Then, one by one, the figures of the dragon shadow warriors appeared, like an unstoppable torrent, rushing forward, and a strong killing intent was condensed on their bodies, and there seemed to be an incomparably thick gunpowder smoke filling their bodies.
"The Blood Guards obey the order and intercept and kill them!"
Seeing this, the Grim Ghost immediately shouted, letting those Blood Guard dead soldiers attack.
There were still eight Blood Guard dead soldiers left in the field, and when they heard the order of the fierce ghost, their indifferent and numb faces flashed with violent murderous intent, and they spread their bodies and rushed towards these dragon shadow warriors who rushed over.
"Kill!"
The tank burst out of its majestic force, and he rushed forward first, slamming into the two dead men on his right.
Bang!
There was a thudding sound, and the bodies of the two dead soldiers were directly knocked into the air under the impact of the tank's moving armored combat vehicle, but they were not dead.
As soon as the body of one of the dead men fell to the ground, the burly body of the tank had collapsed from mid-air, and the knee of his right leg slammed into the atrium of the dead man's chest from mid-air, and a dull and piercing sound of fractures was heard, and the sternum of the dead man was not only broken, but also the heart in the chest cavity.
The other dead man struggled to stand up, and the tank rushed over, stretched out a large hand like iron tongs to jam the dead man's throat, and directly twisted it, and even picked up the dead man's body, and threw it at the rest of the Blood Guard dead soldiers with his arm infused with strength.
Liu Shanyue held a saber in his hand, and swung the knife to block the sharp blades that had been stabbed in the hands of the two dead soldiers who attacked and killed, and at the same time, a figure flashed out beside Liu Shanyue, and two bright knives crossed the air, slashing through the throats of the two dead soldiers at a lightning speed, ending their lives.
It was Mo Dao, he was holding a war knife, and he had an extremely tacit cooperation with Liu Shanyue to kill the enemy.
Such exquisite cooperation abounds in the Dragon Shadow Warriors, they are all brothers and comrades-in-arms who have been fighting side by side together all year round, and the battle cooperation between them is already too familiar.
In front of this dragon shadow warrior, which can be said to be the most powerful in China, these eight blood guard dead soldiers are not enough to see at all, and they have not been able to stop the footsteps of this dragon shadow warrior.
In the blink of an eye, the eight dead soldiers of the Blood Guard had fallen one by one.