Volume 1 Nanzhou Fengyun 992 Red Iron Blade
Li Zizi's awakening medicine was constantly stimulating his nerves.
His current vitality is still very tenacious, he is not so easy to die, and it is even more impossible to lose consciousness.
However, this medicine will not help to heal the wound at all and even aggravate the pain.
Therefore, now the bald head is indeed in a state where he cannot survive and die, and can only bear this boundless and desperate pain.
"You...... How dare you do this to my son!! ”
The old village chief's chest rose and fell, and a pair of fierce eyes like beasts showed blood!
"I ...... I'm going to kill you!! ”
Plop.
The old village chief suddenly knelt on the ground, but instead of Ye Liang, he begged towards the darkness behind him:
"Mr. Crimson Ironblade, please help! Save my son!! ”
The voice fell.
In the dark
A man with pigtails on his head, a mustache, and the image of a samurai walked out, his eyes tightly closed, as if he was meditating on something.
As soon as he appeared, it was as if a huge coercion had been suppressed.
You don't even have to look at it, you can feel his domineering momentum, which is completely different from others.
The old village chief closest to him was already sweating profusely, trembling slightly, and couldn't even raise his head.
The other villagers next to him didn't dare to look at him at all.
Ye Liang recognized the iconic red and white uniform he was wearing at first glance.
In five years.
He had seen too many people wearing such clothes on the northern frontiers, and had experienced countless battles with them. Even if it turned to ashes, Ye Liang couldn't admit his mistake!
Crimson Family!
Countless warriors were sacrificed in the north to keep them out of the country.
Unexpectedly, in the far south, he was invited in by his own family.
Although it has been expected for a long time.
But when he really saw the people of the Crimson family stepping on this land, Ye Liang's psychology was still very unpleasant.
Emperor Tong hated it so much that he gritted his teeth and said, "Dog, you actually knelt down to the people of the Crimson family?" Are you still a dragon? ”
The village chief sneered indifferently and said, "People from the Dragon Kingdom? Can this identity be eaten? It is human nature to worship the strong, and the people of the Green Pheasant country can protect me and give me glory and wealth, so what's the problem with me kneeling down to them? ”
"You ......" Emperor Tong's face turned pale, and he wanted to scold again, but was stopped by Ye Liang.
"There's nothing to say about people like that."
Ye Liang took two steps lightly, and said loudly: "The waste of the Red Family, you can't beat Qinglong Villa, so you came to this kind of small village to find a sense of existence?" ”
"Huh."
Crimson Tie Feng sneered and opened his eyes.
A hoarse voice sounded: "You know that I am from the Crimson family, and you dare to talk to me like this?" ”
"Are you sure you have the ability?"
Meantime.
The powerful coercion of the Battle Emperor Realm erupted from him.
Ye Liang remained unmoved.
Crimson Tie Feng was slightly surprised, and said: "Interesting, in the face of my coercion, you can still stand, it's really good, it's a good seedling, you are from Xuanwu Villa, right?" ”
"The Liang family is really a waste, they can actually let Xuanwu Villa find here, and sure enough, there are few people in the Dragon Kingdom who have brains."
Ye Liang sneered: "The people of the Dragon Kingdom have no brains, why can they beat you in the north?" ”
At the mention of the word "North", it was like stepping on the tail of the crimson iron blade, which made his face change drastically, and his fists were clenched.
Crimson Tie Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Do you really think that in the north, your Dragon Kingdom will take advantage?" If it weren't for the good luck of that waste of the Green Dragon King, he would have been surrounded and suppressed by our Crimson family and died! ”
"So, you're amazing." Ye Liang smiled: "You can't even look down on the Green Dragon King. ”
Crimson Tie Feng approached Ye Liang step by step, and said arrogantly:
"It's just that you dragon people will think he is very powerful, in our green pheasant country, he is just a clown with better luck."
"The people of the Dragon Kingdom who are proud of clowns are even more clowns among clowns, just like you, who appear in front of me now, and don't even have a chance to escape."
"If I'm in a better mood, it's always good to make you die faster and less painful."
Ye Liang's smile became stronger and stronger: "Before I die, can I ask you a question?" ”
"Huh."
The corners of Crimson Tiefeng's mouth rose slightly: "You ask." ”
Ye Liang asked, "If the person standing in front of you today is the Blue Dragon King, can you still speak so arrogantly?" ”
Hearing this, Crimson Tie Feng opened his mouth and wanted to give an affirmative answer without hesitation.
But that was at the moment when his words came to his lips.
In his mind, the scene of him participating in the war in the north suddenly appeared, looking at the Blue Dragon King from a distance of several kilometers.
Battlefield Hades, undefeated myth.
Just a glance at the figure the size of a grain of rice.