Chapter 409: First battle

In the flames, a pair of red-red scorpions slammed open, this is the eyes of the fire plough, and God knows why he suddenly appeared in the cold ridge, looks like a scar, has experienced a very fierce battle, and, fire The strength and breath of the plow has been greatly reduced compared to before, and the nose is breathing heavily.
"Ah..."
In a tragic sound, one person climbed out from the dragon's leg. It was a small Sven with a gun. It was so strong that it could not die.
He stood up and touched the broken, bleeding shoulder. "Nima, it hurts..."
Fang Ge阙 shouted in the distance: "Small Sven, be careful!"
"what?"
As soon as Xiao Siwen turned back, he saw the smile of the magic dragon's fire rake, and a claw that had already been bent. The claws that had been bent suddenly slammed, and the "mysterious" flag was already Flying into the wind in the distance, in the air turned into a sporadic brilliance, and finally was killed by the fire plow.
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"Oh..."
Another scream, I looked at the sword, but found that on the dragon's back of the fire plough, there was a beautiful warrior, not someone else, actually it was a frost, and her smashing sword had already penetrated the dragon's back. Among them, she relied on holding the hilt to stay on the dragon's back, and the triple wire was wound around the dragon's neck, and was held in the hand by the frosting. The chain was burnt red, but I thought it was Killing this dragon, how much pain the frost has endured, and, I can see, the bloodline has only a trace of blood, and it may soon be hung up, and the breath is weak and terrible!
"Frozen!"
I sang low and rushed over in three or two steps. As soon as the boots were lifted, I slammed on the nose of the fire plough, and slammed the past, suddenly holding the frost, looking at her scars, and feeling distressed. I can't add to it. Once upon a time, my beautiful tutor was the best in the world. It is the first beauty of the mainland, but now it has become such a wolf.
The frosty eyes looked at me innocently, revealing a smile: "I can see you again, great..."
At this moment, the magic dragon plough under the body suddenly snarled, stood up, shaking his head and neck violently, it seems that I want to shake me down with the frost.
"Hold me!" The frost hurriedly sipped.
I held my hand and hugged the shoulder of the beauty instructor. Then, in the sound of a dragon, I was brought to the sky with a fire plow. The fire plow even turned to see us, a pair of red-red dice. Full of anger, whispered and said: "Flower Frost, you a hateful woman, for Luo Lin, you have no life?"
After the frost, the robes filled with blood fluttered, saying: "Luo Lin is the only hope of the Dragon City. In order to let him live, what is my life? Fire plough, today is your death, no Killing you, I am not dead!"
The fire plough roared, rolled in the air, and a flame crossed the sky, constantly twisting, as if dancing, if there was no fierce dragon.
I hold the frost tightly, for fear of being shackled, so high, if I fall, I will definitely fall to death, and there is no suspense.
......
"drop!"
A message comes from the moon: "Happy brother, you... how do you follow the fire dragon, is it okay? Will it be burned to death, hey, what do we do?"
I have added a bit of qi and blood to my life treatment, and replied: "No, I will take you over the river and step on the ice of the glacial river. Don't look back. The mythical people are still too much. Songs don't die, we can't beat myths!"
"Well, I know!"
Overlooking the earth, the 200 people who led the dragons, the soldiers under the city, and the contract have embarked on the ice of the glacial rivers, and behind them are densely 4,000 myths, and the songs are also among them. The jealousy of the dragon is too strong, just as he said, the dragon does not die, its heart is hard!
Seeing that the songs are constantly being chased, the people of Xiaolong are also experiencing rapid loss. In a moment, there are only 100 people left, and the other party still maintains the preparation of 4,000 people. I suddenly know everything. It’s already late, we really lost...
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"Hey..."
In the air, the magic dragon ploughs and roars, continues to wreak havoc, burns me and the body of the frost with flames, the frosty ice armor has been broken many times, the residual vindictiveness in the body even condenses the frost ice Difficulties, you must kill the fire plough quickly, otherwise my beauty tutor may really want to disappear forever.
After glanced at it, I suddenly grabbed the chain and slipped down. "啪" fell into the blind spot of the dragon's neck. Here is a section where the fire plow can't touch you. Here, there is a short sword inserted on it. , is the sword of Luo Lin!
"Snapped!"
Grasping the hilt in one hand, I grabbed the chain and fixed myself there, then took out the cold iron sword, and slammed it into the dragon's neck together with one end of the chain, blood splashing, so that I fixed myself. In the tragic sound of the fire plough, I pulled out Qin Wangjian, and it was a slashing of his neck. The magma-like blood splashed, the fire ploughed and angered, but he could do nothing. He The dragon's breath and the dragon's claws cannot touch this blind spot.
The faint sound of the frosty sound came: "Well, the attack position is moved up by half a meter. It is the area of ​​the dragon's reverse scale. It is the most painful place. It is also the storage position of his dragon power. If you attack there, you can vent it. His power, as long as the power of the dragon is consumed, the fire plow is just a reckless behemoth, hurry up!"
I nodded: "Know!"
The Qin Wangjian was piled up, and the smashing of the "啪啪啪", the scream of the fire plow penetrated the clouds, and the screaming roared, directly swooping to the earth, seems to be crazy!
Above the earth, it is the icy river basin, and a large number of players are killing on the glacial river.
"Hey!"
The magic dragon fire plow suddenly hit the ice layer, and suddenly the ice layer broke for a while, then flew again to reduce the pain he suffered, but the effect did not seem to be great, and could not take me and the frost from his body.
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"puff!"
Qin Wangjian violently inserted - went in, suddenly the magic dragon fire plow screamed in the neck and bulged, actually triggered his dragon's breath because of my attack, a long dragon slid across the sky, just like a plane falling The trajectory is general.
"rustle……"
The Luolin Peijian sword clenched in the left hand is under my swaying. The fire plow is painful. It must be a neuron area. Under the pain, the flight path of the fire plow has some deviation, which is opposite to the direction of my shaking.
This is interesting. I once again deliberately twisted the broken sword. The fire plough began to fly to the left. In order to confirm, I once again twisted the sword to the left. The fire plough immediately began to eat pain and flew right. He almost could not control his flight. Direction, yes, here is the key area of ​​flying neurons in his body!
The gust of wind flew with my captain's cloak. Although it was a life of nine deaths, I was ecstatic. A new thought was unstoppable in my mind and immediately put into practice!
Twisting the broken sword, the fire plow rushed down, I controlled very accurately, the flight path of the fire plow directly cut off the myth to chase the dragon's way, Qin Wangjian suddenly sent, the dragon's neck began to sway, the next moment A long bit of dragon spurts on the ice, and the fire splatters, and the ice layer of up to 500 meters is melted!
"what?!"
The moon rushed forward and flew forward, with a happy color in his eyes: "Happy brother, he... this is amazing..."
A group of mythical people gnash their teeth.
I drove the fire plow to continue flying, a maneuver. In the rear of the mythical 4000 people, another hot dragon sprayed down, melting a long layer of ice, but the ice was too thick, and there was no collapse!
Qin Wangjian used a force to poke again. Hey, the power of the fire plough disappeared, and the power of the dragon was exhausted, and it was no longer possible to continue the dragon's breath.
"This unscientific……"
I used a bucket of force and suddenly heard a "squeaky" sound. The bottom of my heart was cold, and there was a faint laughter in my ear: "Stupid boy, you put his energy bag on it..."
I panicked, but I watched the mythical player on the ice layer. A new crazy thought jumped out again, and I looked at the blood of the magic dragon fire plow, 1%, dying, um, let him finally Help me in one breath!
The broken sword twisted, the fire plough screamed, and swooped down, aiming at a group of people headed by Fang Ge!
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"Hey!"
The huge dragon body of the mountain directly smashed the ice layer and led to the chain reaction. A large piece of ice was broken, and 4,000 mythical players fell into the water. Then, the sound of
snake the rope
came from the river, one Only the scorpionfish appeared, and the players who started to bite the water screamed!
"Kill the freedom, even if you fight the last breath!" Fang Ge said on a small piece of ice.
The scenes of the tragic death of players such as Li Mu, Song Han, Matcha, and 斩 浮 浮 浮 浮 浮 浮 浮 浮 浮 浮 浮 浮 浮 浮 浮 浮 浮 浮 浮 玩家 玩家 玩家 玩家 玩家 玩家 玩家 玩家 玩家 玩家 玩家 玩家 玩家 玩家 玩家 玩家 玩家 玩家 李 李 李 李 李 李 李 李With both hands and swords, screaming: "Fang Ge!"
"Hey!"
A sword roared and directly smashed the ice cubes of the square songs, and I grabbed the robes of Fang Gongyu, so that he could not fold in the space of being clamped, and both of them fell. In the cold river water, the surrounding coelacanth is tearing the players of the mythical guild, the cold river makes people more awake, and the eyes of the singer are full of anger and horror.
The paper fan fluttered, and the flames of wind and ice rock slammed on me.
When I let go of the moment, the two swords staggered and danced. The "squeaky" cut 7 swords in succession, and then another cold and violent scream, "We should liquidate this account!"
"10278!"
Han Binglie directly broke out a fatal blow, Fang Ge阙睁 a big pair of scorpions, the mythical lord of the hall, the first person of the destiny, so smothered in the cold river!