As if he had been hit hard by the sword, Nesario let out a terrible howl and fell to other places, staring at him fiercely, but not daring to make any counterattack moves. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The dragon race is a race that worships strength, and within the race, the strong will conquer the weak, and now Netsario actually showed a look of retreat, which made Hering have to be shocked.

Sanssouci Ayu snorted coldly: "Dragon species, when I was alive, it was when the dragon species was declining, I didn't expect that it had been a thousand years, and there were still surviving dragon species, and I don't know what happened to the good and unsustained, it would be better to be able to live like you." ”

Hering jumped down from the dragon's back, and the scales on his body automatically appeared, which was not something that Hering could do, but the body function automatically felt the existence of extreme danger and was generated autonomously.

"Is that good and unsustainable so important to you?"

Herring glanced at Nesario, who immediately understood, and after a roar, flew into the clouds again, swooping down from the sky until the tide of zombies and alien beasts.

Since the black dragon is afraid of Ashoka, let him stop the ants that are in the way.

Sure enough, as soon as the dragon breathed, most of the zombie species did not dare to move, and fled in all directions, and some huge beasts dared to let out a roar of protest, and before they could retract their necks, they were bitten off by the black dragon.

In this part of the zombie army, there are black dragons and city defenders, so there is no need to worry about it.

This puts Herring in the face of a real enemy.

Ashoka listened to Hering's words and muttered for a moment: "It doesn't matter if it's important, let's talk about it after you become my slave." ”

Suddenly, his legs suddenly popped out, and in an instant, he came to Heling's body, and a gust of evil wind blew at an extremely fast speed.

Ashoka's long sword slashed in front of Heling's chest, and seeing the lightning-fast attack smashing down his head and face, Heling had to retreat, but the other party's swordsmanship was quite exquisite, and he didn't give him time to breathe at all.

One sword missed, and the next sword stabbed in an extremely tricky way.

Herring's pupils shrank, almost frozen.

He had seen through the sword, but he hadn't found a way or move to dodge.

There is no way to avoid it!

He Ling gave birth to a cold sweat on his forehead, and he could only take the posture of relying on his body to resist.

With a screeching sound, Ashoka's thousand-year-old sword stabbed into the palm of Heling's hand, which folded his palms in front of his chest in a rather tricky gesture and straightened his arms sharply.

It was actually stubbornly relying on the hardness of the dragon scales to resist this attack.

But he didn't let go, because in the next moment, his body flew upside down as if it had been hit by a bomb!

The attack is blocked, but the power cannot be removed!

"It's so strong!"

Even with the presence of dragon scales, Hering felt that his arms were numb, and he was much more sluggish.

However, in the face of an enemy who could take his life at any moment, he had to attack.

The best defense is offense.

After Heling's body stabilized, he rushed forward again, his hand clenched into a fist, and when he was about to hit the opponent, his body suddenly turned in the air, and the punch disappeared without a trace.

Before Ashoka could react, his fist had already slammed into the opponent's right chest.

A muffled sound came from the void, like thunder, and it was the sound that Hering had made on Ashoka with all his might.

But the latter only stumbled a few steps before stabilizing his figure, and Ashoka was stunned: "That's it." ”

After that, the long sword in Ayu's hand came fiercely again, and Heling could clearly detect with certainty that the other party was not slashing at random, but was using some kind of move.

The moves are extremely precise, and the rings reveal an ancient atmosphere, but they don't leave room for themselves to dodge.

Several attacks, Herring relied on his body to bear, after a round of fighting, he stabilized his body, only felt a tightness in his chest, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he now felt that every bone on his body was cut off.

Although he was not physically harmed, Yu Li destroyed a person's mind in this way.

Sanssouci Ayu didn't mean to make a complete move, he fought very casually, and there were gaps between swinging his swords, otherwise, in just a few minutes, he would have the confidence to take the head of the kid in front of him.

It's just that he has a problem.

"Child, I ask you, do you know the traces of goodness? I'm looking for her. Ashoka's voice was a little melancholy.

"What is it, your wife?"

He Ling pretended not to understand, but his body seized the momentary opportunity to recover quickly, this time, a bewitching blue flame slowly ignited on his arm, and at the same time, he slowly closed his eyes.

An extremely lush flame ignited in front of Hering, which was where Ashoka was, and a blazing temperature suddenly hit, and Hering unconsciously took a few steps back.

With the help of the Eye of the Apocalypse, Herring was sure to seize every opportunity to dodge, and the Styx fire on his arms was an extension of his weapon!

Listening to Herling's words, Ashoka's crimson eyes seemed to grow even thicker, "Since you don't know, then die." ”

The long sword in Ashoka's hand slashed through the void, tore through the air, emitted a sharp and sharp sound of breaking wind, and reversed in front of Hering's eyes with extremely brilliant moves, constantly searching for a flaw in his mortality.

As long as you find a flaw that will die, this small clump in front of you will die very simply.

Under the eyes of Hering's apocalypse, Ashoka's sword swing moves and speed were extremely fast, but there were also traces to follow, his body was constantly twisting and circling to dodge, narrowly avoiding the opponent's aggressive and violent force.

With Ashoka's power, as long as the sword pierced the weakness, Hering believed that he would be torn apart.

Once again, Ashoka didn't use any moves, just a slash of pure power, and swung at Hering without reservation.

Hering narrowed his eyes slightly, and in the world of flames, he could completely see that this sword could be dodged.

But he didn't.

In the face of the attack of the long sword, he did not flinch, but instead sprinted, slammed his fists, mixed with the fire of the River Styx, and brutally blasted it over with explosive power.

Because Hering saw that Nan Yijue had quietly descended, and was silently appearing behind Ashoka.

"Poof!"

Since Herring did not dodge, Ashoka's long sword pierced directly through his chest cavity and pierced out from behind, Hering wailed, endured intense pain, and still punched out without reservation.

There was a muffled bang, and the fist hit the armor, but it did not bring harm to Ashoka,

The fire of the Styx mixed with a huge amount of gamma rays spread to the opponent's black armor, but the moment it touched its body, it was instantly extinguished!

Hering didn't expect this to happen, worry-free Ayu, he was immune to flames, and the fire of Styx couldn't hurt him in the slightest!

But fortunately, the thin sword in Nan Yijue's hand, which exuded a light blue bewitching light, had already stabbed over.

"It's disgusting."

Ashoka seemed a little annoyed, and with a twist of his body, he stood up face to face with Nan Yijue.

"Bang bang."

Time seemed to be slowed down, and the sword that exuded demonic light in Nan Yijue's hand didn't touch the other party's heart at all, and was pulled away from its original track by an invisible force, stabbing into the air next to Ashoka's arm.

The vibe dropped to freezing point in this instant.