Chapter Seventy-Two: Taishou

Beasts!

Wang Jinshu's mind was blank, he looked at this monster about the size of an adult, and was stunned in place.

Seeing that the human in front of him dared to look directly at him, Yan Xing couldn't help but sigh in an indescribable tone: "I finally met a bold person." ”

He had no idea that his entry into the city would cause such a shock, as the crowd around him was in chaos, everyone was screaming and running away, and the merchants fled without caring about their shops.

Then, the news that the monsters of more than ten meters were eating living people quickly spread.

Could it be that I'm ugly? Yan Xing couldn't help but move himself in his heart, but he didn't have any confidence in his appearance, and he was sure that these people didn't know anything in his heart.

So he found a house in the city with a red painted gate, and at a glance he knew that it was a large family, and he should not make a fuss like those civilians.

Yan Xing looked at Wang Jinshu, who was stunned under the Zhu Sect, tried his best to restrain the dragon power on his body, and asked 'gently' in the common language of human beings: "Hello, may I ask which city is this?"

Wang Jinshu was shocked, but he just listened to the terrifying beast in front of him spitting out human words, trembling vigorously one by one, his face turned blue with fright, and he didn't know what to say when his mouth was closed.

"Rest assured, friend, I don't hurt. Yan Xing couldn't help but be a little disappointed when he saw that the person in front of him was afraid of being like this.

Of course, Yan Xing, who used to be a human being, is now so frightened by human beings, he must be unhappy in his heart.

But Wang Jinshu's brain was already blank with fright, where could he listen, he fell to his knees with a thud, and cried in a mournful voice: "Please don't eat me, I don't want to die yet." ”

Yan Xing's face was full of black lines, and his heart was extremely helpless, he hadn't even killed a human until now, and he still ate people?

He calmed down and said patiently, "Friend, I really just want to ask where this is. ”

But Wang Jinshu didn't seem to hear it, he kowtowed vigorously, Yan Xing felt very annoyed, and finally saw someone to talk to, but suddenly Shi Lezhi.

Yan Xing helplessly wanted to help Wang Jinshu up from the ground, but as soon as the paw touched him, Wang Jinshu shook violently as if his whole body had been electrocuted, and jumped up from the ground in shock, startling Yan Xing.

"Ahhh

The man, who had been handsome before, sat down on the ground and let out a heart-rending cry, his whole face distorted, sobbing profusely, and a foul smell emanating from his white robe.

"Scared of incontinence?"

Yan Xing was speechless, a big man was actually scared like this, was it because he was a strong deterrent, or was his psychological quality too poor?

Yan Xing didn't intend to hold on to this person, so he only shook his head helplessly, turned around and was about to leave.

Suddenly, a rapid sound of horses' hooves approached, and Yan Xing turned around and a group of soldiers in iron armor rushed towards him, all of them carrying swords and spears in their hands, and a solemn aura came to his face.

The ten cavalrymen stopped only a dozen meters away from Yan Xing, the armor on their bodies shimmered in the sun, and the horses sitting on them were also covered with iron armor, which looked extremely powerful.

The cavalryman at the head had a rough face, a beard on both sides of his cheeks, and a deep look in his eyes. He was dressed in golden armor, as if he were wearing a body of golden scales, and he was very bright in the sun.

His mount was not a horse, but a demon beast that looked like a wolf, with gray and white fur on its body, a hideous complexion, and a grin at Yan Xing.

Yan Xing found out that these people all had a certain level of cultivation, and the ten ironclad soldiers were at least in the Agile Seventh Heaven, and the cultivation of the gold-armored cavalry led by them had reached the Eighth Heaven Xiaocheng.

"Uncle, help me. Wang Jinshu saw the big man in golden armor in the distance, and suddenly cried out with emotion as if he had grabbed a life-saving reed.

The golden-armored cavalry led by him looked at Wang Jinshu, a hint of surprise flashed on his face, and then he nodded again, and then turned his head with resolute eyes.

This gold-armored soldier is Wang Lei, the Taishou of Donghai County!

Yan Xing made eye contact with him, and the other party's golden-armored cavalry pupils shrank, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

The man should have recognized his race, but not for sure.

Yan Xing hesitated to communicate with this Taishou to avoid making a big move, but when he thought of the human disposition of contempt for other races, he didn't know where to start.

A dragon and a dozen horsemen stood at opposite ends of the street, there was no communication between them, and the air seemed to freeze.

When Yan Xing was ready to speak, the golden-armored cavalry took the first step to speak, and a clear scolding voice sounded: "Brute, you have done a lot of evil in my Donghai County and killed innocents indiscriminately, and today my Donghai County Taishou will eliminate the demon guard!"

After saying that, there was no time left for Yan Xing to explain, Tai Shou, who was wearing golden armor, moved first, and the giant wolf under his seat was extremely fast, as if riding the wind, and pounced towards Yan Xing.

Then the ten iron horsemen also moved, they rode their horses and scattered, surrounded Yan Xing, and each showed their cold and flickering weapons, wanting to slay the dragon!

Yan Xing's heart also burned with anger, since he arrived in Donghai County, let alone hurting people, except for Wang Jinshu, no one dared to contact him, and they all avoided him.

At this time, he was put on such a charge and was insulted, how could he endure this.

"One word, cheap, you have to wait until I beat you all up to know how to listen to others. Yan Xing said indignantly, his words full of anger.

The king's legs drove the wolf to meet him, he held a black iron spear, like a general, menacing, the cold light faintly pointed the head of the spear to the ground, and the rod was pressed on the arm.

A few steps in front of Yan Xing, Wang Lei's forearm burst out with huge strength, and the spear slashed diagonally and violently provoked, like a whip swept towards the direction of Yan Xing's head, and the iron rod drew a whistling wind in the air, this blow was enough to break the golden stone!

Yan Xing just dodged the blow with a light flick of the back, if he was really hit by the barrel of the gun, even if he wouldn't be injured, it would hurt a little.

One hit missed, Wang Lei came unabated, his gun made a small half circle in the air, and then stabbed straight towards Yan Xing, he shouted: "Up!"

Hearing this, the ten iron horsemen rushed towards Yan Xing with their respective weapons, trying to besiege him here.

"Hmph!" Yan Xing snorted coldly, the other party actually thought that he could take down himself if there were more people, it was too naïve.

Yan Xing instantly released his long-suppressed dragon power, and suddenly a suppressed aura exploded, as if a black mountain was pressed down in the void, and it was as if the blue sky and white sun had collapsed entirely, and the terrifying momentum was suffocating.

Wang Lei's originally unwavering tip of the gun trembled, and he felt as if his arm was hanging with a boulder, which was difficult to lift, accompanied by a rapid heartbeat, and fine beads of sweat were covered on his forehead under the armor.

Then, as if they had encountered a terrible predator, the wolf and the horses fell to the ground in panic, and they did not dare to take half a step forward, and the iron horses on their backs were thrown away, and suddenly all the people flipped on their backs.

More than a dozen cavalrymen with extraordinary strength were actually directly defeated by a dragon might!

Everyone's chests seemed to be pressed against a big stone, and their hearts twitched at the moment when Yan Xing released Long Wei, and even breathing became a little difficult, and they couldn't help but feel retreat in their hearts.

Long Wei suppressed them from the life level, and the bloodline of dragons was far higher than that of humans, so they would instinctively feel fear.

Moreover, the realm of these people only has the Seventh Heaven of the Spirit Period, but Yan Xing is the Eighth Heaven of Soul Gathering, and the realm suppression has increased the power of Long Wei.

Taishou Wang Lei got up from the ground, the solemnity in his eyes deepened, and he was already clearly aware of what kind of creature he was facing.

Wang Lei held the spear in his hand and shouted at several soldiers: "Be careful, this monster should be a dragon." ”

"Dragon?!" some of the iron horsemen exclaimed in surprise, although their faces were obscured by armor, Yan Xing could probably imagine the shocked look.

Dragons are very rare on the mainland, and in the eyes of people, dragons are giants as little as ten meters and as large as tens of meters, and few people have ever seen such a young dragon.

Yan Xing didn't take advantage of these people to deal with them when they fell to the ground, he kept standing there and watching quietly, as if he was just a spectator, looking at things that had nothing to do with him, and he didn't mean to take the initiative.

The Iron Riders quickly regrouped, and each side surrounded him.

One of the iron horsemen kept knocking on a shield with the barrel of his gun, making a 'bell' sound.

Yan Xing's eyes flashed with banter and contempt when he saw this scene, you really think you are a Viking.

Then, Yan Xing moved.

The white wings flapped, and a huge wind current rolled up, like the breath of June, enough for Kunpeng to shake for a hundred miles, and his body turned into a white arrow, rising into the sky, condescending, like a king overlooking the people.

Yan Xing came and went freely, and the siege of more than a dozen people seemed so pale and powerless.

The next moment, a bright pillar of fire descended from the sky, the air was burned hot, the pillar of fire exploded on the empty ground, and the stream of fire flew in all directions, falling on the bodies of these people, and the iron armor was instantly burned red, as if it was going to burn them to death inside.

How could ordinary iron armor be able to protect against dragon's breath?

(To be continued)······