Vol 3 Chapter 882: Golden armored man

When General Qianshan was put into the storm, the general winged general and his garrison army commander came to the wind dragon at the same time and wanted to stop it.
Gunshots!
The guns used by the royal soldiers are a kind of powerful magical technique. However, between the generals, the guards and the general soldiers, the practice of shooting is obviously not the same.
Only the generals at this level of the wind are qualified to practice the top guns of the royal family!
At this time, the generals of the Flying Wings were displayed, and the power was stronger than the display of his guards. However, no matter how strong his shooting method is, it is far from being able to match the wind dragon.
Huh!
The storm rolled up!
The strength of the wind dragons was fully urging, and the gunshots of the two men were instantly smashed, followed by two storms, and the two were involved.
The bright red blood flowed out of the storm, and the fourteen people gathered by the royal family on the floating continent were basically dead and wounded.
Ye Feng looked shame on the side. The strength of this wind is the strength of the dragon. It is really powerful to the point that ordinary people can't match. Even the strongest people at this level are not the enemy.
Do not.
Ye Feng’s eyes blinked, and the wind seemed to have not died yet?
"The thousand hills general saved her."
Su Yuying quickly saw the doorway and looked up at the storm, but saw the body of General Qianshan descending from the sky and falling heavily into the desert.
The body of the wind and the silver armor was smashed out. Although the silver armor was broken, it was obvious that she did not die!
It was General Qianshan who threw her out into the storm.
When the wind-stained body slowly stood up from the desert, Ye Feng glanced at the fading storm and gave a tribute to the thick-browed General Qianshan.
Such a rough man can actually save himself in such a decisive way. The quality of this royal soldier is really not covered.
This also indirectly illustrates the importance of the generals of the goddess and the generals in the royal army. Even if General Qianshan himself sacrificed himself, she must rescue her from the storm.
"Cough..."
The wind was so difficult to stand up in the desert, and the usual wind and sand around it seemed to blow her away at any time.
Although it was not dead, but the body of the silver armor was broken and bloody, it was obviously seriously injured, it is impossible to fight again.
If there is no accident, she will still die.
However, when the wind dragon once again turned his attention to the wind, the situation suddenly changed.
A dazzling golden light suddenly descended from the sky, followed by a golden gunshot, breaking down the sky and sprinting toward the wind dragon flying in midair!
The body of this wind dragon is just like a hill, and it is dozens of times larger than the average football on the earth.
And that golden gun shadow, even the size of the head of the wind dragon, in one fell swoop.
laugh!
The wind dragon quickly reacted, roared, and the dragon claws went up, and the golden gun shadow in the middle, even shot it all at once!
Ye Feng's pupils contracted instantly.
The golden gunshot is obviously not a dragon, nor is it the previous royals to shoot, it must be another strong one who came here and participated in the battle group!
Judging from the shape of the gun, the person who should be a royal family is undoubted.
only……
"Golden gunshots, people must be a higher level of existence than the wind."
Ye Feng blinked his eyes and thought: "Is it true that the royal family has arrived personally?"
Soon, his guess has an answer.
When the wind dragon smashed the golden gunshot, more golden gunshots descended from the sky and fell toward the wind dragon.
Every gunshot, its power is enough to shock the world!
In an instant, the sky was occupied by hundreds of golden gunshots, and the power of each gunshot was comparable to the full force of the wind.
The strength of coming people is hundreds of times stronger than the wind!
"It is said that when the cultivation of the immortals is up to the millennium, the strength will change qualitatively. Then the people must be the strongest in the millennium."
Ye Feng guessed that he looked up and finally saw a middle-aged man wearing a golden armor, holding a golden pistol from the sky.
The wind dragons waved sharp dragon claws, and the wind was so turbulent that they greeted the golden gunshots, and they completely resisted them.
The middle-aged man in the golden armor is tyrannical, but it is clear that the wind dragon is also not weak, at least, won't be defeated by the other party so easily.
Hey!
The middle-aged man in the golden armor descended from the sky and came to the side of the severely wounded wind. A golden pistol stood on the desert and looked up at the wind dragon.
"For a long time, I have not encountered such a strong opponent, let us fight a happy!"
The golden armor of the man's heroic sky, haha ​​laughed, the golden rifle in his hand danced, and the golden gun shadow flashed again, swept away toward the windy dragon in the air.
The wind dragon is somewhat annoying.
These golden gunshots simply cannot break its defense, but in front of this small golden armor, human beings have repeatedly performed, which is completely unappealing.
The wind dragon didn't have any vigilance, and he didn't want to wave his two paws. The storm broke out.
However, at this moment, between the two, the two extremely sharp gunshots from other directions, however, came to the front and rear of the wind dragon.
There are others!
Not only was the wind dragon very slightly different, even Ye Feng was shocked. The middle-aged man in the golden armor was not alone. It seems that this time the royal family is fully prepared.
The two gunshots that came back again were obviously from the hands of two different people, each with a different breath, but no matter which gunshot, the breath is absolutely strong, obviously and the golden armor Men are almost at the same level.
"It seems that there is still a good show..."
Ye Feng carefully took Su Shiying to hide behind a dune, feeling the power of flying in front of him, knowing that this level of fighting is not something he can intervene.
The golden gun shadow, and the later purple gun shadow, translucent gun shadow, almost came to the front of the wind dragon.
The dragon roared, the wind power swept out, and the three fierce storms immediately greeted the heavy guns around them.
The forces of both sides suddenly collided together, and there was a strong explosion. The dust smoke not only reduced the nearby visibility to a level that could not be reduced, but also shielded Ye Feng’s knowledge.
Soon, Ye Feng, who was hiding behind the sand dunes, no longer knew what was going on in the field. He only knew that the three strong men were fighting the wind dragon.
After a long time, it seems that the dust finally settled.