Chapter 291: Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety-One: Silver Dragon Knight
"Don't be too happy, calm me down!Nangong Yu, you command everyone to kill demons here across the rift valley for a while, and set off towards that mountain peak in three minutes!" Ye Wentian's words were like a basin of cold water poured on his head, completely extinguishing everyone's joy and excitement.
Although Nangong Yu was also very excited, he knew in his heart that it was not time to be happy at the moment, so he immediately began to command: "Those who have long-range attack abilities are divided into three groups, and the three groups take turns to attack the demons on the opposite side, and when one group attacks, the other two groups immediately cultivate and recover!"
Since Nangong Yu led the disciples of the Fan Demon Sect to break off, everyone no longer resisted his orders, and they all attacked according to the command group.
I have to say that the feeling of slaughtering across the rift valley is so refreshing, the demons are bombarded and killed in waves, and they come up in waves, and they can only stand on the edge of the cliff and roar and vent, and they can't get over it at all.
"Come on, come on, come and bite me!hahaha!" The martial spirit is a bow and arrow Lingzong pouted his ass very obscenely and sneered while twisting and sneering after killing hundreds of demons with a move of 'arrow rain and shooting'.
Everyone also laughed, from the moment they entered the abyss battlefield, they were chased by the demons, it can be said that they were holding back the fire in their stomachs, and at this time the situation reversed, and they were immediately relieved.
"Blizzard!" The martial spirit was a woman with an ice crystal staff, and after recovering for a while, she once again sacrificed this large-scale spiritual skill, and the snow clouds were generated out of thin air, and thousands of hailstones fell mercilessly, killing hundreds of demons.
If it weren't for Nangong Yu forcing them to rest and recover, I'm afraid that many people would have exhausted their spiritual power.
The remaining four hundred pet concubines in the air approached again, and Kacha was about to draw his knife and rush out with a cold look in his eyes, but he was held down by Ye Wentian on the shoulder.
"Don't go, don't say that you're not all injured, even if you are at your peak, you will be sent to death if you go in, there are too many of them!" Ye Wentian's face was solemn.
"Then what do you say, do you wait for them to fire a salvo? Do you still have that shell?" said Kacha, a little angry.
"No ......," Ye Wentian said embarrassedly, this cannonball was just made into one.
"I'd better do it!" Monica stepped forward, squinting down at Kacha with a smug look on her face as she was tall.
"If it weren't for you, the battlefield would be so difficult?"
Ye Wentian thought for a second, and said: "It's only like this, since you can't hide it, then don't hide it!" After speaking, he raised his hand and moved, "Stand on the side of the boat, with your back to me!"
Monica was puzzled, but due to the existence of the contract, she could express her displeasure, but she had to obey orders. With a question mark in his belly, he raised his silver boots and stood firmly on the side of the ship, and for some reason, an ominous premonition quietly emerged.
"What the hell do you want to do......" Before the words could be finished, Monica just turned her head and immediately widened her eyes, and Kacha also widened her eyes, covering her mouth to suppress the exclamation.
Ye Wentian jumped slightly, his legs were already sandwiched on the sides of Monica's waist, and he held her shoulder armor with both hands and shouted: "What do you say I'm doing? Of course I'm riding you!"
"Get the hell out of here!" Monica said almost through gritted teeth, the phrase popping out of her teeth completely.
"I have a good attitude towards you, you don't have to take an inch! Find out the subordination of the contract, in the past three years, you are not only my silver dragon maid, but also my silver dragon mount! Can't I be a silver dragon knight once?" Ye Wentian said, his legs clamped tighter.
"You!I'm the dignified Silver Dragon Princess, you dare to ride me!You're insulting the entire Silver Dragon City!" Monica was almost angry, but she couldn't throw Ye Wentian down.
Ye Wentian stretched out his hand and combed the long golden wavy hair around her ear, and whispered in his ear: "I'll give you a choice, do you want to be ridden by me on the bed or used by me as a mount?"
"You! you scoundrel and despicable!" Monica's pretty face was slightly red, her fists clattering.
Ye Wentian stretched out his hand and took off the big sword 'Falling Stars' from her waist, raised the big sword high with one hand, and shouted with a fierce push forward from his waist: "Don't talk nonsense, take off!"
Ip Mantian's waist strength was so great that Monica stood on the narrow side of the ship again, and was thrown out when she boarded.
Kacha hurriedly chased to the side of the ship and looked down, and in the exclamation of everyone, he saw a dazzling silver sun appear out of thin air, and a silver dragon with a length of five hundred meters suddenly rushed out of the dazzling silver light, and the giant wings soared straight into the sky.
"Ye Wentian, I hate you!" Monica's voice through gritted teeth echoed faintly, and the last word had turned into a loud dragon moan.
"Wow, that's a silver dragon!" someone exclaimed, covering their mouths.
"Yes, yes, that's an adult silver dragon! Why is there a silver dragon in the trial battlefield?"
"It's so beautiful, the silver dragon really deserves to be the most beautiful dragon clan!" a woman with little stars in her eyes.
"Look, isn't that young man with a martial spirit on the back of the silver dragon?" someone with sharp eyes recognized Ye Wentian on the back of the silver dragon.
"Oh my God, Divine Martial Spirit, Silver Dragon Knight! I'm dying of envy and envy!"
Exclamations of admiration rang out again.
Kacha lay on the side of the ship, looking at the beautiful silver dragon flying into the sky, and his eyes showed undisguised envy.
"Woohoo!" Kacha suddenly felt his boots being rubbed, and when he looked down, it was Xiao Erbi who was pushing her with his head.
"What are you doing!" said Kacha.
Xiao Erbi raised his paw and pointed at himself, and then pointed at the silver dragon in the sky, sticking out his tongue and screaming.
Kacha cut and turned his head: "You can't fly, I don't want to ride you, go find the big-breasted girl you like!" I have a Xiaoice Phoenix, I don't want you!"
Xiao Erbi blinked, and the little brain finally turned around and understood what Kacha meant, and suddenly screamed angrily, and the little short legs jumped vigorously, spitting saliva to express his anger.
The silver dragon is the most beautiful among the dragon clans of the Demon Martial Continent, the neck and tail are exceptionally slender, and the body is not as bloated as other dragon clans, the streamlined body is slender and elegant, and the two silver dragon wings are extremely huge, and the silver scales all over the body are shining.
"Such smooth scales! It's so comfortable to touch!" Ye Wentian stood on the back of the silver dragon, gently rubbing the gorgeous silver scales under his feet, and admired it sincerely.
"You bastard, don't touch me!" Monica's extremely angry dragon groan resounded through the sky, and her glass-like silver eyes turned to look at Ye Wentian angrily.
Ye Wentian touched it again, and laughed proudly: "I'm praising you, seeing that you are shy!"
"Who's shy, you bastard!" Monica growled.
"Haha, don't be shy, there will be opportunities in the future, and you will get used to riding it. I didn't expect that I, Ip Mantian, would also be a Silver Dragon Knight today!" Ye Wentian raised his big sword to the sky and laughed wildly, no less than the roar of the dragon.