Chapter 151: Fighting the Poison Dragon [1]

Three waves of fierce arrow rain fell indiscriminately into the smoke and dust, and Fang Zheng shouted in a low voice: "Guan Qiong Guan Feng, the cavalry prepares!"

"Xia Hai, it's time for the Wall of Guardians to come in handy!"

"Xiao Yao'er, Wu Yumeng, remote cover!"

"Tang Tang, Zhen Yun, organize the villagers to prepare for the war!"

"Niu Gang, take the lead with me!" As soon as Fang Zheng's voice fell, in the smoke and dust, there were many figures, Niu Gang carried the mountain axe, and laughed: "Brother Fang still understands me Niu Gang, and I like to take the lead!"

In the face of sharp arrow attacks, the poisonous dragon could not stay in the smoke and dust all the time, and would only be beaten passively. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info rushed out with nearly two hundred disciples who were still active, glanced at Fang Zheng and scolded: "If I don't break your corpses into ten thousand pieces today, I will write the name of the poisonous dragon upside down!"

"A group of *** martial arts cultivators dare to confront each other, let you ......" Before the words were finished, Xiao Yao'er and Wu Yumeng's arrows attacked him at the rendezvous of wind and fire.

The poisonous dragon clenched his fist and pushed it flat, and exploded in the air with one blow, and at the same time dragged sparks on the ground with a long knife, and led the team to rush directly towards those villagers who had no cultivation.

He was also smart, knowing that these villagers were not strong-willed, and with their cultivation, once they got close, and now they had plenty of force, it would be a massacre. The two ranged archers are also unable to play a role because they are mixed with the villagers.

"Return to the sword style!" Seeing this, Fang Zheng took off the Hanyu sword and struck a whirling blow. The blade of the sword cut through the air, making a piercing sound, and the poisonous dragon's face was shocked, he didn't expect an eleventh-order martial artist to be able to unleash such a sharp attack. Tighten the feet, the long knife whirls, the flame flies the clouds, and the same fire cloud knife technique as the Thunder Dragon! However, it is obviously more proficient with the Thunder Dragon.

The cold jade sword was shocked by one of its swords, and the square wind was moved, and the sword blade swirled in the air with the soul control technique.

"Falling Sword Pose!"

The long sword fell, and the wind roared, like a blade strangling!

"Made!" The poisonous dragon was annoyed, his feet touched the ground, and he took a step back, dodging the falling sword style, and at the same time, the Fire Cloud Sword Technique slashed violently at Fang Zheng's side.

A knife aura, mixed with a heat wave, rolled in.

Fang Zhengxing's eyes flickered, and he found that this knife was not simple, because, in that heat wave, there were more than a dozen fire clouds hidden, which were condensed by the flame energy, and once they came into contact, they would immediately burst out with huge power, and each fire cloud was like a flame bomb!

"Star Shield!" Fang Zheng drove the spirit ornament Star Ring, and the starlight condensed into a shield, and in contact with the heat wave sword qi, the fire cloud inside really burst open.

With an explosion, Fang Zheng was shocked back several steps, and the successive explosions shattered the Xingchen Shield, and Fang Zheng was shocked to spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, the second-order martial artist, it really wasn't covered. On that side, the poisonous dragon took the opportunity to rush at the villagers.

Fang Zheng punched up, mixing the star power in the shattered star shield.

"One star, eight desolations!"

The thick star power storm, like the sun breaking through the dark clouds, penetrated the heat wave and crushed the fire clouds, and at the same time, Fang Zheng controlled the soul technique, returned the cold jade sword to his hand, poured the thunder into it, and took it out again!

"Thunder in the sky!"

A sword flies towards the poisonous dragon!

The poisonous dragon gritted his teeth: "It's really difficult!" The man spun in place, drove the long knife, and scraped out a fire cloud barrier.

"Niu Gang!" Fang Zheng shouted, and at the same time he stepped forward.

Niu Gang couldn't hold it anymore, and when he heard Fang Zheng's voice, a smile immediately exploded on his face, and the power of the big buffalo poured into the mountain axe.

"Three Axes to Kill You!"

Rushed forward and slashed flat with an axe.

The poisonous dragon had just blocked the thunderstorm, and found that Niu Gang was slashing with all his strength with an axe, and looked at Niu Gang who was no more than a tenth-order martial artist, with a contemptuous smile on his face, and the long knife gathered its flame energy, and slashed towards its axe!

"Bang!"

Niu Gang's characteristic is brute force, plus the three deadly axes, as well as this mountain-opening axe with the power of a first-class half-adult Xuan soldier, this blow is like Mount Tai pressing the top.

The poisonous dragon's entire arm sank, and the hand holding the long knife was suddenly shocked and lost its senses.

"What?!" he looked at Niu Gang in amazement.

It's also thanks to his second-order martial artist cultivation, otherwise, this blow can smash him to the ground. Niu Gang was very excited, and as soon as he sent his feet, he killed the second axe of the three axes, and followed it.

The poisonous dragon's face twitched, just as the so-called eating a trench grows a wisdom, this time, he no longer fought hard with it, with the support of the long knife, he violently retreated and dodged the blow.

"The third axe!" Niu Gang's body jumped up, and the strongest blow fell from the sky!

"Made! so fierce!" The poisonous dragon regretted fighting this opponent for a moment, and he quickly burst out with all his strength, and suddenly took a few steps back again, only to avoid its edge.

Niu Gang's cultivation is much worse than him after all, although he fights for strength, not to mention second-order martial artists, third-order martial artists are not his opponents, but his overall strength is much inferior.

Although the three axes of death are powerful, but in the past, the three axes themselves will be slow for a short time due to gravity and inertia.

Niu Gang has infinite strength and can greatly exert the advantages of the three deadly axes, but at the same time, he is not a flexible player, which also makes this shortcoming particularly obvious.

As soon as the poisonous dragon breathed down, the fire cloud on the long knife condensed, and it was slashed down!

"Swinging Sword Style!" Fang Zheng had already rushed to Niu Gang's side with the cold jade sword, and swept away with that sword, which was comparable to a sword of the fifth stage martial arts, and fought fiercely with the sword of the poisonous dragon.

The fire cloud knife method, each knife condenses the fire cloud, and each fire cloud is like a "bomb".

The swords collided, and the concussive force of the swinging sword and the explosive power of the fire cloud instantly ignited the surrounding air, and the huge force shook Fang Zheng back again and again. The poisonous dragon held a long knife and shouted: "If two people come together, they will also die!"

"Whoosh!" an arrow burst through the air!

"Changhong runs through the sun!"

"Fixing the Wind Arrow!" Wu Yumeng was not to be outdone.

The poisonous dragon, which did not have the strength to protect the body, naturally did not dare to hold it up, so he immediately collected the attack, and waved the long knife to resist the attack. Fang Zhengze seized the opportunity and stepped forward.

"Wind God Leg First Style: Fast as the Wind!"

With a quick blow, the poisonous dragon punched sideways, relying on his cultivation to be high, and forced back Fang Zheng's attack, but Fang Zheng landed with one foot and followed with a punch.

"Thunder Fist!"

"Flame Palm!" The poisonous dragon condensed his palm and blasted out with all his might. Under the cultivation gap, Fang Zheng was invincible, but relying on the power of the Thunder Glove and Iron Fist, he was not injured.

"Look at my Niu Gang's axe!" Niu Gang raised the giant axe from the side and slashed it all over, without any discipline or skill, just one word: cut!

The poisonous dragon's face sank, and he had seen it himself, so he had to retreat.

Fang Zheng pressed forward step by step, just after a punch, he stepped forward again, raised his foot and blasted out.

"Wind God Leg Fourth Form: Wind Break!"

"Whoosh!whoosh!" Two sounds, in the distance, Xiao Yao'er and Wu Yumeng's arrows flew again...... The poisonous dragon was like a great enemy, and for a while he resisted in a panic and fell into passivity. (To be continued.) )