Chapter 1187: A sword flattened the enemy! (4)

"What should I do?" Nan Huairen turned his mind and thought about the way, but he couldn't go to this jealousy and let go of the killing.
Just when Nan Huairen was hesitant and had been unable to make up his mind, Qin Dong did not know when he had arrived at his side and reached out. The Wulong Yaoshi in the hands of Nan Huairen automatically fell into the hands of Qin Dong. .
Realizing what Qin Dong was going to do, Nan Huairen’s heart was tight, and he subconsciously shouted a "little brother, his men’s mercy!"
Qin Dong only smiled a little, and did not speak. The Wulong Yaoshi in his hand, because Qin Dong injected the power of chaos into it, began to flash the brilliance of gold and silver.
The same soldier, in the hands of Qin Dong, began to show a completely different edge. It is like giving the gods a real soul, and the breath that comes out of them makes Nan Huairen on the side eclipsed. [
When Nan Huairen offered the five dragons to shine, he sent out a golden sword, but in the hands of Qin Dong, it was released as a golden dragon.
It is a real gold dragon, with fine scales, sharp claws, long horns, and mighty, but there are still five.
Five golden dragons smashed out and occupied the entire sky. The monks who had been fighting in the sky, were all swayed by the power of five golden dragons, one by one like a dumpling like falling from the sky.
"Spirit...awesome!" Nan Huairen swallowed three spit, only to spit out two words.
Nanchu and Nanying and his son on the wooden wall, at this time, they held their breath and their eyes were stunned. They didn’t dare to look at the five golden dragons that were flying in the air, and they looked like dreams.
"This... how is this possible?" In the same way, today Qiqi is already unaware of repeated questions. At this time, his eyes, under the cover of the five golden dragons, seemed to be empty, and they couldn’t talk about it.
Even the mighty monks still have such a shocking feeling, not to mention the ordinary soldiers. The original battlefield, as if it was a moment, was calm, and no sound was heard except for the roar of the five golden dragons.
After the five golden dragons swayed in the sky for a while, they were planted into the crowd. The ordinary soldiers under Luo Jinguang’s men have seen such a power. They stayed on the spot and even forgot to hide.
Five golden dragons swept past, and Luo Jinguang’s tens of thousands of soldiers lay down two-thirds in an instant. There are even a lot of monks who are good at it. This in full-fledged battle is like a fire that has been ruined by a large basin of cold water, and the room has subsided.
The remaining one-third, although still standing, has no power to fight again. They are even more miserable than those who lie down. The people who lie down lose only the body, but they lose what they are.
The heavens and the earth suddenly fell into a dead silence, whether on the wooden wall or under the wooden wall, no matter whether it was fallen or standing, no one was not a fool, stunned. This kind of battle, I am afraid that for Qi Zheng, it is only a life.
A sword annihilated a battle of 10,000 people. If not seen by the eyes, how many people can believe?
Qin Dong has always walked to the front of Nan Huairen. Nan Huairen just woke up from the horror of the horror. "Little brother, oh no, Qin... Mr. Qin, you..."