This dragon power clan powerhouse was too arrogant, he felt that he could run amok and kill these human sect level at will, but he never expected that first a human cluster bombardment would make him disgraced, and then the two sect-level masters were burned, leaving him in a situation where the old force was gone and the new force was not born.

On the battlefield, the key is the word "timing"!

Seize the opportunity to achieve victory, and the two old sect level sacrificed themselves in order to seize this fleeting opportunity......

Luo Yang made a move to send the funeral of the two seniors, and the Taichong sword made a sword sound, like a sad song!

It was both a sad song and a funeral song, and the sword light cut a slender sword mark on the arm of this dragon power powerhouse, which provoked him to be furious......

"Dragon Power Trample!"

The thick legs stomped on the ground hard, but the strength was much weaker than when they were in their heyday.

The earth shook, causing many sect-level masters to keep retreating. Layers of strength spread along the earth, and suddenly people turned on their backs, but fortunately, they failed to form a must-kill.

Five more seriously injured veterans pounced on them and composed a sad song. They knew very well that they couldn't let this dragon power clan powerhouse have time to accumulate strength, otherwise they would be tigers entering the flock, and neither of them would have the ability to contain the other.

"Kill!"

Hundreds of powerful sect-level masters showed their strength at the same time, even if this dragon power clan powerhouse was domineering, he was drowned in the brilliance of super energy, gradually grinding away all his protective strength.

Ants gnaw at dead elephants!

Ants shake the tree!

The number of people played a decisive role in this battle.

In the super brilliance, this dragon power clan powerhouse went from roaring arrogantly, to roaring in pain, and then to the last howl of terror! When Luo Yang struck again, the strength of this dragon power clan powerhouse fell continuously, and he couldn't even use the last resort to end up with the enemy!

"Die!"

"Die!"

The human side was united, and hundreds of sect members broke out.

said that he died, he really died, and the level of admiration was equally hateful, and he burst out full of blood with unwillingness.

It was completely an afterthought, and when he killed the other party, someone shouted: "Oh my God! The physical strength of this dragon power clan has entered the legendary period! Blood is like mercury slurry, magnificent and boundless, this is precious blood!"

"The Luo family is really a warrior, admirable!"

"For example, there are not many bloody families like the Luo family today, and the Luo family has a Luo Yang, and the future of the Luo family is limitless. ”

"It's not the future, it's the present, what do you think of the world's evaluation of the Luo family after this battle?

"Yes, Luo Yang will be more respected than Luo Xiangdong back then!"

The discussion quickly subsided, as Luo Yang put away his blood and strode forward. The battle is not over yet, I don't know when I will meet a strong man of the same level of the dragon power clan, and when the time comes, there will definitely be a river of blood, and I will not be as lucky as this time.

Luo Yang led the team to fight all the way, and he could often see blood talismans blooming under his feet, and then the dragon's groans became clearer and clearer, making everyone feel surprised.

The puppets have all been lit up, the bright light mirror has died down, and Ying Long is recovering.

At this moment, all Luo Yang can rely on is a good combat power. But no matter how good he is, he can't do it with the puppet and the Mingguang mirror.

The dragon power clan is not so easy to kill, as the team continues to fight, several times encountered hard bones that are difficult to gnaw, and morale is falling little by little.

Although Luo Yang and the Luo family played with style and showed their fearlessness of death and blood, most of them did not have the spirit of sacrifice and exposed the inferior nature of human beings. At least half of the sect-level masters are secretly selfish, planning to use their "comrades-in-arms" as shields, and it has nothing to do with them how many people die, as long as they can rush out, it doesn't matter if the whole army is wiped out.

For this situation, Luo Yang naturally saw it in his eyes. But he only showed a sneer, and then left his self-righteous face behind, too lazy to bother.

If you don't have a fighting spirit of self-improvement and courage, you want to use others as cannon fodder, and in the end you will only harm yourself. Because if you want to get the true right to live, you must constantly push the limits to reach the top.

"Kill!"

Tai Chong's sword attacked and killed, and then the sword shadow exploded.

Luo Yang was engrossed, using the first few swordsmanship techniques with relatively small consumption in the Nine Star Chong Spirit Sword, giving full play to the strength of Yangwei's late physique, as well as the sharpness of the Taichong Sword.

The physique of the late stage of Yangwei is comparable to that of most dragon power clans, and the Taichong Sword is a rare sword in the world that slashes the Holy Saint, after the brain marrow of the ancient saint, as long as the strength is strong enough, it can cut most things in the world!

Although it was unable to use mass destruction, no dragon power clan could stop the Taichong Sword. Luo Yang crushed all the way, and in the eyes of most people, he was like a monster, too shocking.

The Longli clan also looks at Luo Yang as a monster!

This sect level is not a human being, how can a human being do this kind of Cheng dù? Raising the big sword and rushing up, the dragon power of the dragon power clan is completely ineffective in front of the other party, and can only congratulate that his bones are hard enough, and sometimes he can jam the big sword, thus slowing down the killing speed of the god......

What made Luo Yang feel strange was that only a strong man of the Longli clan who was equivalent to a respected master appeared, rushed to the battlefield in a hurry, but died under the group beating, becoming the saddest person in this war.

"The team can't keep killing!"

Almost everyone in the team held this view. Whether it is those who work hard to kill the enemy, or those bastards who follow the big slip, they feel that if they continue like this, as more and more dragon power clans rush to participate in the battle, and the fleet responds at high altitudes, it will only be a matter of time before it collapses!

However, under Luo Yang's leadership, the team was always able to penetrate wonderfully, occupy favorable terrain one step ahead of the enemy, and make the most of the human military fleet that had not yet completely collapsed to contain high-altitude artillery fire.

Someone thought it was incredible, and exclaimed: "How old is the young master of the Luo family? But it seems that he has been immersed in the battlefield for decades, and he is stronger than many famous people who are good at tactics. ”

"Have you noticed that those who don't work in the team are always in danger? And those who closely follow the footsteps of the young master of the Luo family are alive and well, the more they fight, the more courageous they become, and the stronger they fight!"

"Hey, I didn't notice it before, but that's really what happened. ”

It's not that Luo Yang deliberately cuts off dissidents, but the battlefield needs cohesion, if you want to survive, you must first learn to unite, put aside distracting thoughts and follow him, the sect-level master who follows him only needs to be responsible for killing the dragon power clan who was slashed by Taichong Sword, these people are really smart people.

Suddenly, Luo Yang looked up and saw three majestic figures coming together.

"It's not good, the three dragon power clan powerhouses, their level is unfathomable! ”

At this time, I heard someone laughing in the distance: "Hahaha, don't be afraid Yang'er, no matter who you are today, you can't hurt the grandson of my good brother Yaowanzun." ”

Luo Yang didn't put his nose crooked, and said in his heart: "This bastard Yao Wanzun did it on purpose, he should have come to the battlefield a long time ago, but he just shot at the most critical moment, and he screamed too disgusting, Yang'er? Yang, you are big, those grandsons surnamed Yao from Donglan University still want to trouble me!"