The loud dragon roar alarmed Fang Jin, and it also injected a little confidence into the members of the Black River War Regiment, who had already completely collapsed.

They are already close to drowning, and even if they grasp a straw at this moment, they will be treated as a life-saving thing. What's more, the two fast-forming cyan elemental dragons looked very powerful and powerful. With a body that is six or seven meters tall and dozens of meters long, coupled with the domineering Long Wei, anyone will subconsciously believe that they can fight with Fang Jin!

"Wind Dragon?"

Fang Jin's eyes lit up, and he finally saw something that could be played a little.

Otherwise, although it is pleasant to always bully weak chickens, it will be boring when it grows up.

"The survival of the Black River War Regiment is here to fight, and you will join me to kill the strong enemy!"

Controlling these two wind dragons, Nanheshan also had a great increase in confidence. With Hu Yanyun, who was a little reluctant, but it was not easy for everyone to flee, several deputy regiment commanders joined the battle in person with a buff.

"Silver Peak?"

Fang Jin glanced at Nanheshan, and didn't pay much attention to him.

This strength is very strong on Yongzhou's side, but it is nothing in the eyes of his high-ranking golden rank. The two-headed wind dragon is the focus of attention.

"Roar!"

The dragon's groan sounded again, and immediately, two dark cyan dragon breaths squirted towards Fang Jin from the dragon's mouth.

Instantaneous!

His figure flashed, and he disappeared directly from the encirclement of the Black River professionals. In the astonishment of the two wind dragons hovering low in the sky, they instantly appeared below them.

Glory dual-wielding!

Saint Judgment Swordsmanship!

The two top sword skills were completed in one go, and the power was reproduced in his hands. On one side, the two swords moved in unison, with an increase in light and flame energy, leaving long sword marks on the somewhat illusory elemental body of the wind dragon. On the other side, the three rounds of Holy Light Condensed Ruling Sword formed in the air, and under Fang Jin's guidance, they slashed down one after another.

Layered on top of each other, an earth-shattering explosion swept through where the wind dragons were hovering, blasting them directly to the ground.

Cross Slash!

Bright Light Slash!

Holy Light Cross Slash!

Bright Light Slash!

The range of sword skills plus the bright light slash attached to the weapon, a combination of four companies, blasted out again after a long absence. The continuous sword rays left shocking scars on the two wind dragons.

Nanheshan and the others, who came up to help with confidence, thought that their strength had risen greatly under the BUFF, and they completely underestimated Fang Jin's output. Just by the aftermath, the shield of damage reduction was torn apart like a piece of paper, and the amount of health was drastically reduced - at this time, if the death knight Peng Mingzhe was also on the scene, he would definitely be able to understand their feelings very well!

Without waiting for Nan Heshan and the others to retreat in panic and use the potion to recover, and without waiting for the two wind dragons who were enraged by the pain to fight back, Fang Jin's body shook and summoned the Remnant Flame Mirror and the death clone attached to the combat boots one after another.

The two-headed wind dragon and Nanheshan and the others thought that Fang Jin was the one who was besieged.

But it's a pity that the reality is that they are the ones who are weak and beaten!

"Boom!"

The tremendous force slammed into the Wind Dragon, causing the Elemental Wind Dragon to let out a painful dragon groan as it tried to fly again, and it was hammered to the ground again. Under the impact, at least four or five professionals of the Black River War Regiment could not dodge and were not lightly injured. The originally hard ground was also smashed out of deep pits by the struggle of its body.

"That's it!"

One person pressed the two wind dragons to fight, and he had no power to fight back, which made Fang Jin pout in a little disappointment.

The real wind dragon, like the black dragon he was looking for, was a gold-level creature. But the elemental wind dragon summoned by this is in its own form, and with the strength of the quasi-gold rank, it can also show off its might in front of ordinary silver rank professionals.

In front of a master of his level, his original form was revealed in a few clicks!

"I'll rub it, this is a serious dragon!"

"President Kamui!"

"Could it be that the president's strength doesn't know when it will rise again? This is also an exaggeration! ”

"It's really worthy of the strong man I admire!"

"How is this calculated? Slaying a dragon is as easy as drinking water? ”

Although the summoned elemental wind dragon is of parallel nature, it is a notch weaker than the genuine wind dragon, but on the surface, it is not like this. In the eyes of professionals who have not advanced to the gold rank, it is still majestic and powerful. And such a two-headed wind dragon was kneaded at will like dough in Fang Jin's hands, without any dragon majesty, which made the subordinates watching the battle behind them couldn't help but admire it to the extreme, and their eyes were full of brilliance.

And the Heihe War Regiment, which finally mustered up a little courage, just fell to the freezing point, looking sluggish and dazed.

Even the two wind dragons were violently beaten, is it necessary for them to continue to fight against such an enemy?

is also a professional who has been cultivating since the end of the world, how can the gap in everyone's strength be so big?

"Looks like it's almost ...... heat"

Fang Jin noticed the change in the morale of the remaining Black River Clans, and he had no intention of killing them all, so he immediately reined in his strength and reduced the impact on ordinary professionals.

Instead, the focus was on the two black dragons who were hit hard, and several Heihe high-level people who didn't know what to do at all.

Bang!

The first wind dragon was defeated by Fang Jin's Punishment Sword, and its body turned into countless cyan points of light and disappeared.

And its death has also become an iconic signal.

"The president is beckoning?"

The twenty Silver Rank who had obtained Fang Jin's admission permit immediately became excited and rushed to join the battlefield - but there was really no fight left.

At the moment when Fang Jin shouted that the surrenderers would not be killed, the remaining two hundred professionals of the Heihe War Regiment, who had lost their fighting spirit, did not know who led them, surrendered their weapons one after another, and were asked to squat down with their heads in their hands.

The silver-level professionals who hurriedly entered only had time to carry out the final sweep and count.

Farther away, in the station of the Black River War Regiment, the low-level members who were alarmed by the battle saw that the main force of their entire war group had been overturned, and where did they dare to come out and send them to death. Either hide in the depths of the station, or quietly flee and watch from a distance.

As for Nanheshan and Hu Yanyun, who were deliberately left a yard by Fang Jin, after trying to escape in the end, they could only give up resistance in frustration and discouragement, waiting for others to dominate their fate.

A war that they saw as tragic and disparities ended in such a quick time. If someone leaves for five minutes, they may not even notice anything unusual. Only the two hundred mutilated corpses left on the ground silently recounted what had just happened.

“…… If you know today, why bother in the first place? ”

Putting away the double swords, Fang Jin, who had finished warming up, looked at the frightened remorse of several prisoners, and shook his head helplessly.

took a few steps forward and said in a cold voice: "Now you can talk about it, the list of Heihe professionals who participated in the attack before!" ”

Nanheshan, who knew that he was going to die, didn't have any luck thoughts, and lowered his head and didn't say a word, as if he hadn't heard his words at all.

On the contrary, Hu Yanyun, who was silent next to him, lit up and saw a glimmer of hope for survival!