On the ancient road at the foot of the mountain on the west side of Dongshi Mountain, corpses were everywhere and blood was dripping. The Winged Divine Dragon stood in the middle of the ancient path with a huge Heavenly Giant Blade, and he sneered: "It doesn't matter if my strength or someone else's strength is there, the important thing is that I have the strength to kill you." ”

Chen Yin, who had a gloomy face, screamed: "Elder Zhang, you don't need to say more to him! Little bastard who doesn't know whether he lives or dies, wait for me to dig out his heart and break his body into more than 10,000 pieces." ”

Chen Yin roared angrily, his body flew towards the Winged Divine Dragon, his battle luck was lucky, and the two arms without armor protection immediately thickened in a circle, growing fine scales, and the palm of his hand became more than twice as large as before, and his nails were like ten sharp daggers, shining with the cold glow of Sensen.

This Chen Yin has a unique nickname, called "Heart Picker", which comes from the name of a low-level battle technique he has practiced. Once that tactic is used, the arms are stronger than the fine, and the claws can tear the demon beast alive, easily piercing the person's chest, and digging out the heart directly, the power is extraordinary.

The combat power of the golden warrior is far from being comparable to that of the silver warrior, this Chen Yin jumped out, just a flash in front of the Wing Shen Dragon, and grabbed the chest and abdomen of the Wing Shen Dragon with a pair of hands, wanting to dig out the heart of the Wing Shen Dragon.

The Winged Divine Dragon snorted coldly and took two steps back, the blue light on his body was great, it was the power of divine thoughts, and the heavy heavenly giant blade slashed towards Chen Yin's head, the momentum was calm and full of strength.

Chen Yin's arms blocked, making a "bang" sound of gold and iron, and the huge force directly split him back, but his arm was slashed hard, and it was really like steel poured.

Just a fight, Chen Yin, Zhang Jing and the others saw the comparison of the strength of the two sides, the Winged Shenlong didn't know what power he used to make himself have the lethality of the Golden Realm, and it was a step higher than them, but it was only a chip. It is still very difficult to kill the Winged Dragon alone, but it is completely possible with three Golden Warriors plus three Silver Warriors.

"Let's go together, kill him!" Zhang Jing shouted. He drew the big sword behind him with his backhand, and flew forward, the golden battle qi soared from his body, and slashed towards the Winged Divine Dragon, intercepting the Winged Divine Dragon's pursuit of Chen Yin.

"Wind Slash!" Zhang Jing shouted, the golden light exploded, and a three-foot-long Gang Qi erupted from the big sword, and the surrounding wind howled, flying sand and stones, Zhang Jingqing began to slash out frantically towards the Winged Divine Dragon with this big sword that sprayed Gang Qi. It only took a few breaths to slash out twenty-eight swords.

Storm Slash! The low-level combat method of the king rank, through special techniques, operates the battle qi, and slashes dozens of knives in a very short time, with more pressure and less, with fast and slow, to defeat the opponent head-on!

Facing the overwhelming sword gang, the Winged Divine Dragon's face did not change at all, and he shouted: "Shield!"

The Heavenly Giant Blade exploded and reformed into a Heavenly Giant Shield, covering the Winged Divine Dragon tightly.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The cyan huge sword qi slashed continuously on the huge shield, and the killing winged dragon retreated again and again, but his retreat was very steady, as if he took the initiative to retreat and unload his strength.

Ten swords, fifteen swords, twenty swords, twenty-five swords!

The attack of the storm killed the Heavenly Giant Shield like a boat in the raging waves, shaking violently, and there was a risk of bursting at any time. When the last knife was slashed, Tiangong Iron finally couldn't withstand the huge force in it, and "Touch!" exploded, revealing the Winged Divine Dragon behind the shield.

Zhang Jing laughed cruelly: "Little bastard, no matter how hard the turtle shell is, it will not be cut and exploded by Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will be killed!"

As he spoke, he was about to rise up his divine power and slash out the twenty-ninth sword.

But the Winged Divine Dragon hid behind the Heavenly Giant Shield and waited for the moment when Zhang Jing was exhausted, and as soon as the Heavenly Giant Shield exploded, the Winged Divine Dragon immediately raised his index finger and shouted: "Spear!"

The Tiangong iron immediately reassembled into a spear, and it shot out with a whoosh, stabbing directly into Zhang Jing's heart. Zhang Jing's face changed, and he couldn't care about the Winged Divine Dragon, the big sword slammed, and with a "ding" sound, the next moment the Tiangong iron spear stabbed directly into the sword body of the big sword, and the huge burst of force directly stabbed him out.

At this time, Sun Lie's attack, who saw the right time, also arrived, waiting for the moment when the Winged Divine Dragon's move was old and unable to defend itself.

Sun Lie's practice is also a low-level battle method of the king rank, called "Open Tablet Palm", which is infinitely powerful, and even the hard stele stone will be smashed into pieces, and the lethality is extremely powerful.

As soon as Sun Lie made a move, it was a killing move in the palm of the open stele, with eighteen palms in a three-way chain of upper, middle and lower, and the palms were all strong wind whistling, surging momentum, and thunder.

The Winged Dragon laughed and said, "Good means! Do you think you have found the right time for me to run out of strength? Unfortunately, the change in the iron quality of the heavenly works is something you never expected!"

"Fist!" the Winged Divine Dragon shouted, and the Heavenly Iron Spear completely exploded into Heavenly Iron Material, and then wrapped the two fists of the Winged Divine Dragon respectively, as if they were put on two extremely hard fist gloves.

"Bang bang bang!"

The winged dragon fought with his fists against his palms, and Zhang Lie fought eighteen punches in a row, causing the gravel to fly, the smoke and dust billowed out, and the two of them each drifted back two feet unharmed.

Zhang Jing, Chen Yin and Sun Lie stood side by side with gloomy faces, this time the lightning fought, the Winged Divine Dragon was not afraid of them at all, which greatly surprised them. I thought that the three golden powerhouses would stabilize the Winged Divine Dragon, but I didn't expect that the Heavenly Iron of the Instrument God Master was so difficult, unpredictable, and offensive and defensive were one.

As for the three silver warriors, they couldn't get their hands on it at all.

"Good boy! Heavenly Iron is indeed superior, but do you think that this can defeat the combined efforts of three golden warriors? and your borrowed power should have a time limit. I don't believe you can use it forever. Zhang Jing sneered.

The Winged Dragon stood tall and tall, his black robe hunting and flying in the night wind, and his giant blade pointed obliquely at Zhang Jing and the others: "Just a few of you waste snacks? ”

"Hey, megalomaniacal boy, I'll let you know what to regret. Whoever cuts off his head, I will go back and report to the sect master, and there will be a reward!" Zhang Jing shouted.

Kill!

Zhang Jing, Chen Yin, Sun Lie, and the three silver warriors rushed over with a roar.

Zhang Jing's big sword burst out with golden light, and the lightning slashed out, slashing at the head of the Winged Divine Dragon with the posture of splitting Huashan with force. Behind him, Chen Yin's body was like a ghost, like a shadow, his arms were galloping, his iron claws were cold and sharp, he was like a poisonous snake lurking in the shadows, waiting for the Winged Dragon and Zhang Jing to fight hard and make a mortal attack at the moment when they were exhausted.

And Sun Lie and the three silver warriors attacked the Winged Divine Dragon from the side, and the palm of the stele was fierce and fierce, and it was like thunder, and one palm was enough to seriously injure a late silver warrior.

The Winged Divine Dragon rushed towards Zhang Jing and shouted, "Hook!" The Tiangong iron was reorganized into a sturdy hook five feet long, and a hook flew out of the oblique ground, directly hooking the big sword that Zhang Jing had chopped off, and pulling it down, crossing Zhang Jing and facing Chen Yin directly. Zhang Jing couldn't hold back, and under the hook of the Winged Dragon, the big sword slipped from the side of the Winged Dragon, and slashed directly on the ground, making a loud "boom", and the hard ancient road was directly cut out of a gap two feet deep.

Chen Yin, who was hiding behind Zhang Jing, immediately erupted, and his arms that could pierce through the iron stone fiercely grabbed the chest and abdomen of the Winged Divine Dragon, and once he was caught, there were two huge blood holes. And at this time, Zhang Liegang's fierce stele opening palm and the attack of the three silver warriors also killed.

The Winged Dragon shouted, "Shield!"

At the same time, the Winged Divine Dragon's right hand pressed the inner wall of the Heavenly Giant Shield, and his body was horizontal, and his feet were knocked outward, swinging Chen Yin's claws, and at the same time, he kicked Chen Yin's chin with a kick and kicked it out.

At this time, Zhang Lie and the three silver warriors' stormy attacks also smashed into the Tiangong shield, and the huge force beat the Winged Divine Dragon and even the human shield to the sideways.

Zhang Jing said it well, although the Winged Divine Dragon barely gained the lethality comparable to that of a golden warrior with its external force, after all, this power was not his own, and it was far from being like an arm. In the case of similar realms, it is impossible for the Winged Divine Dragon to break the three golden warriors joining forces. Moreover, his own strength is only in the bronze realm, and he can't withstand a long time, and he will definitely not be able to withstand it for a long time.

Seeing that the Winged Divine Dragon fell into the downwind, Zhang Jing and the others looked even more hideous, they were all experienced people, and naturally they would not let the Winged Divine Dragon have another chance to breathe, such as the maggot of the tarsal bone chasing the Winged Divine Dragon, and then launched a life-and-death struggle, in order to completely defeat the Winged Divine Dragon in one go.