Chapter 802: Fight
Jiao San Gongzi lowered his head, this familiar sense of oppression, he had felt in his brother, but it was not a good memory. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"So...... What a waste!" Jiao San Gongzi lowered his head and muttered to himself, no one could see his expression clearly, and could only hear an intermittent voice: "This is the ...... among human beings." Tianjiao...... It is comparable to Wuzun...... My brother...... Really...... Even a human ...... All...... Waste?"
Jiao San Gongzi spit out, and then raised his head suddenly, the strange light in his eyes kept flickering, it was a crazy look.
"Today, I'm going to defeat you, and I'm also going to defeat that waste," the fighting intent on Jiao's third son rose: "I'm going to let you see who is the waste." ā
I don't know what I remembered, at this time, Jiao's third prince was boiling like magma, and he was not crushed by the huge pressure.
Seeing Jiaolong's fighting spirit, Zhang Qing was not shocked and rejoiced, and directly shouted loudly: "Okay! If you surrender like this, how meaningless it is, resist! Wait for me to defeat you, and then let you taste the deepest despair." ā
The gigantic Zhang Qing has come to Jiaosan Gongzi, but compared to Jiaolong, his size is still a little small.
"Boom!"
In the face of the attacking strong enemy, Jiaolong did not flinch at all, and stubbornly carried it under pressure.
"It's good," Zhang Qing smiled rightly, and stretched out his hands to grab the other party.
However, Jiao Sangongzi was very flexible, just a twist to dodge, and opened his mouth to bite someone.
Zhang Qing was not surprised that the other party was able to dodge it, as the best among the dragons, if he died so easily, he still felt a pity.
The two fought again and again, and soon a big battle began, and it was not possible to end it in a while, depending on the situation.
At the same time, Qiu Yue and the others also dragged their poisoned bodies to fight with the water tribe.
Although the hard power had the upper hand, the poisonous mist of the dragon was so powerful that Qiu Yue and the others fell into disadvantage for a while.
Having lost the combat power of crushing, many dangers suddenly began to appear.
The sudden increase in pressure made Qiu Yue and the others desperate, but after all, after fighting so many times, the accumulated fatigue seemed to explode at one time.
Jiaolong saw that his side had the upper hand, even if he was crushed to death and couldn't even exert any strength, he still laughed arrogantly: "Human, you can't kill me, when my people kill all your men, soon you will die here, today's winner is destined to be me." ā
Jiao San Gongzi knew that it was difficult for him to win with his strength, and it was difficult to even support it, so he tried to use words to shake Zhang Qing's mind.
After admitting that his opponent was stronger than himself, the proud third prince didn't mind using words to attack.
Zhang Qing naturally also saw that Qiu Yue and the others had fallen into disadvantage, and maybe even the first death would occur when they would.
However, he was still calm and calm, and he did not mean to be shaken at all.
Even if Jiaolong kept provoking with words, he didn't mean to relax at all.
"Are you so scared that you can't even speak?" Jiao Sangongzi still kept nagging: "Now it's too late for you to surrender, I can spare your life." ā
Zhang Qing remained calm, and his face remained expressionless, but he had to admit that this dragon was indeed a little annoying.
"It's really noisy, put away your little tricks, I won't let you be proud, even if everyone dies today, I will kill you. ā
When Zhang Qing's words came out, everyone could feel the firmness in them, and this kind of firm killing intent was really frightening.
Anyone who sees his state and hears his voice will not doubt his determination, he can really pay any price, in order to kill the third son of Jiaolong.
Although reincarnation did not bring great strength, and even his temperament was affected to a certain extent, Zhang Qing still received other legacies, such as this decision.
Jiao's third son originally disturbed Zhang Qing's state of mind, but on the contrary, his own heart was disturbed.
He was a little afraid, and the shadow of death was so obvious.
"No," shook his head fiercely, expelling those fearful and cowardly thoughts from his mind, and the third prince of Jiao lifted his spirits: "I will not die, I will become the king of Jiaolong, and I will lead the Jiaolong clan to prosper." ā
Sometimes, even unrealistic fantasies can provide great power, and perhaps people prefer to call it the power of dreams.
Zhang Qing didn't care what the power of his dreams was, he just simply attacked and attacked again until the opponent was defeated.
In fact, it is really uncertain who will break the two sides first, although Qiu Yue and the others are already at the end of the crossbow, but the situation of the third son of Jiaolong is not much better.
Deadlocked.
Until......
"Dong Ting!"
Suddenly an exclamation broke the deadlock, Zhang Qing was distracted to look, just in time to see that Martial Sect, whose physique had recovered extremely quickly, fell to the bottom of the lake.
A touch of red is brilliant, like a blooming peony, quietly blooming in the lake.
However, Zhang Qing could sense that the powerful qi and blood belonging to the Martial Sect had been fading rapidly, and he could no longer feel his breath.
Jiao San Gongzi was ecstatic, he already felt that he was on the verge of collapse, but he was still in the opponent to collapse much faster than himself.
Because he was too excited, coupled with Zhang Qing's distraction, Jiao Sangongzi was also slightly relaxed.
As long as his subordinates expand their advantages, Jiao Sangongzi believes that victory will still belong to him soon.
One step to heaven.
Just when everyone was attracted by the fall of this martial sect, Zhang Qing had quietly mustered all his strength.
"We can't delay any longer, we must resolve the battle as soon as possible," pretending to glance at everyone from the corner of his eye inadvertently, Zhang Qing soon had a goal: "It's still you." ā
As the saying goes, this is his last chance to take him by surprise and attack him unprepared, otherwise there will be no chance to recover the deteriorating situation.
Without his helper, it was impossible for Zhang Qing to make a big move, so even if he had the confidence to escape, this option was still not within the scope of his consideration.
Because he knew that this was the last chance, Zhang Qing was very careful.
"Danger is also opportunity," staring at the third son of Jiao, who was obviously distracted, Zhang Qing could still laugh: "The moment before victory is often the most relaxed time, but ...... Do you think you've won?"
Zhang Qing roared and became angry, venting all the power he could pour out at once.
One step to hell.
The third prince of Jiaolong was still sitting and dreaming of defeating a strong enemy to the peak one moment, and the next moment the violent killing intent had made him stiff.
"Why? Why? I'm going to win. Doubts flashed in Jiao's eyes, he really didn't understand.