Vol 3 Chapter 2082: End of mission

boom!
In the loud noise, ten hijackings overlap and fall on Yan Cangming's body.
The power of the robbery itself was blocked by its powerful repairs, but the sin that could be detonated made him unhappy and unable to get rid of it.
On the face of Yan Cangming, there is a dense scale of dragon scales. The scar appears more horrible, and the eyes are full of magic light.
The expression was distorted by the pain, the thoughts were chaotic, and the mind swayed between the fires.
All the sins are horrible, and those sins are almost in essence, and they continue to afflict him.
"Little Lord!"
Many monks found that Yan Cangming’s strangeness quickly flew over and fell on his side to reveal a worried look.
Yan Cangming in the frenzy is full of enthusiasm, but when his eyes see the people around him.
Hard to bite the cusp, look in the eyes, and gradually recover.
The willpower of this person is really terrible, and the horrible sin is countered, and it can be persisted with perseverance.
Snapped!
A few monks had just passed, and they supported the pale face of Yan Cangming, and the Luochao Wang Wuyi fell and slapped the past.
In the crisp sound, Yan Cangming was shot on the ground, half of the face swollen, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.
"Oh, the strategy of crossing the sky. The result of the Raksha Tian was shackled, the Yanlong Legion also fled, and the base did not know if it could hold. Yan Cangming, you don't want to have your own fief, a bunch of 贱Dragon, it’s time to give me a good look!"
Wuhuan is angry, and Rakshasa is shackled at his stronghold, and will naturally become a joke of the Rakshasa.
Seriously, even the same family will attack him.
If you can annihilate the Yanlong Legion and occupy the base camp of the Yanlong Legion, then everything is fine.
But now the Yanlong Legion has suffered a lot of losses, but its combat power is still there. Going back to defense, it is impossible for Yanlong City to attack.
It took such a big price, and at the end of the day, I didn’t say it, but I also got into trouble.
Let him not be angry!
The anger of the king, let a group of monks shiver, and always worry about the sorrow of Wuhua, took their lives.
"Give Laozi, squat, and slap yourself!"
Hey!
Yan Cangming did not say anything, kneeling on the ground, constantly fanning his own slap. Until the fan's cheeks were red and swollen, the mouth spit blood, still not stopping.
"grown ups!"
The black armored Luoshu slowly descended and came to the side of Wuhuan. He whispered: "Received the news, the people of the Jinwu Empire rushed over and it seems that they have an idea for the gantry stronghold that we occupied."
Wu Hao suddenly angered, and he waved a palm of the hand that contained the will of the king.
"Retreat, the base is not going."
The black armored Luosha looked at Yan Cangming, and snorted, followed by Wuhuan.
"Little Lord!"
Seeing that the two left, others quickly helped Yan Cang to help, and the eyes were full of worry.
Yan Cangming clenched his right fist, and the sharp nails were embedded in the meat, infiltrating a trace of blood.
"I'm fine, clean up the bodies of the tribes, let's go."
Just where to go, this big first underworld is like a dark forest. Killing the machine everywhere, it seems that there is no limit to the vastness, where there is a real place for the monks to stand.
Slowly, he released his palm, the anger and murder in his heart, calm as ever.
Only obsessed, hidden in the deepest part of the heart, never forget.
Looking at it, the sea of ​​lava is floating on the body of a monk. The Luosha family, in fact, did not die much.
After a while, most of the bodies of the monks were cleared out. On the battlefield, only the bodies of the dragon warriors who had not been able to pack them were left behind, and there were no bodies of the Raksha Momo that no one would manage.
It must be said that the Yanlong Legion is indeed well-trained and efficient, and there are too many arsenals and scorpions.
Give them a gap, break the game in an instant, and save most of the strength.
Can be in the plan, there will be no such gap.
In front of Yan Cangming’s eyes, a knifeman wearing white clothes standing on the blood of the demon was slowly emerging.
After two hours.
In the city of Yanlong, the army returned to its place and the whole city was martial.
The entire city is filled with a repressed atmosphere, and since the formation of the Yanlong Legion, it has never suffered such a blow.
If it is not the emergence of Xiao Chen Qibing, one person's strength, open the gap, the fruit is unimaginable.
"General, the army of the Jinwu Empire was dispatched, and both the monks and the Rakshasa retired."
Not yet settled, there was news coming over, and the wind general sighed.
The base was unable to occupy it. The Legion of the Jinwu Empire must have received the news and heard the news.
If you change to him, you will not miss such an opportunity.
However, it can be accepted, you can go to negotiate, maybe you can pay a price, re-occupy the stronghold, after all, nominally an ally.
"Through me to order, I will search for the whereabouts of Xiao Chen and others and answer them back to the city."
"Yes."
The rush of the army, can not take into account Xiao Chen, Wei Hongfei and others, at this moment ordered to find. You can only pray for these dragon elites, and they will be able to escape from their own atmosphere.
Three days later, the demon blood was carrying Xiao Chen and Murong Yan in good condition and flew toward Yanlong City.
After the day was out of danger, the two did not immediately rush to Yanlong City.
Be careful, find a remote place, and retreat.
Both of them were very heavy and made up their minds. It is not completely restored. It took three days to recover and return to the peak state.
Murong Yan took a picture of the back and smiled: "Xiao Chen, this magic pet is really good, when can I help me?"
The silly bird was praised for the first time. Xiao Chen thought for a moment: "There should be a chance. Its father is the patriarch of the family. You can ask later."
"Don't mention my son, mention it, I am angry!"
The blood of the demon screamed in the heart of Xiao Chen. If you think about it, you can be sold by relatives.
Murong Yan heard a message: "Really?"
"Really, but I have to have a chance." Xiao Chen smiled and said casually.
After repeated battles, they all escaped and the two felt a little relaxed.
"Arrived."
Whizzing!
The outline of Yanlong City appeared in the vision of the two, and the two flew and steadily landed.
Just landing, immediately there is a team of Yanlong Army's warriors, appearing in the Quartet to surround the two.
After the previous battle, the warning of Yanlongcheng is now several times stronger than the original.
"Xiao Chen!"
"It's really Xiao Chen!"
The warriors of this group of Yanlong Legion, after seeing Xiao Chen’s appearance, immediately showed a surprise smile.
The head of the person respectfully said: "Xiao Gongzi, the general has been looking for you for many days, I thought you had an accident. Take a walk, go back to the city with us."
Murong Yan, who was completely ignored, said: "Hey, there is me."
"Haha, Murong son, come together, the general has not forgotten you."
However, for a moment, the news of Xiao Chen and Murong Yan’s return to the city spread throughout the army.
Wherever he went, almost every warrior fell on Xiao Chen and Murong Yan.
Everyone knows now that Tianlong Temple has a Wizard, and the single-handedly annihilated Luozhan Tian. Then, almost by himself, opened the gap for the Yanlong Legion, and saved the life of the Yanwu Army.
Equal to the Yanlong Army's current military, all owe the feelings of Xiao Chen and Murong Yan.
At the gates of the city, the generals of the Yanlong Army, such as the Generals of the Wind, personally went out to meet the city.
I thought that when Xiao Chen came to the beginning, the Yanlong Legion doubted him and could take on the heavy responsibility.
Up to now, the fame has risen, everyone knows the white knives, the single-knife roars the ruins of the ruins, and saves the danger of the Yanlong Legion.
"Xiao Chen, Murong Yan, this time, really thanks to both of you. The Yanlong Legion owes you a favor."
The wind general did not have the slightest shelf, which directly indicated the credit of Xiao Chen.
Murong Yan accepted this recognition unceremoniously and found that Wei Fengfei, who was next to the wind general, was shocked: "You kid is not dead, I didn't see it with your own eyes, have you been smashed into the lava?"
Wei Hongfei frowned. Whoever heard this was afraid that it would be uncomfortable. Calm way: "The core disciples of the Golden Dragon Hall have one of the Emperor Dragons, which the Dragon Emperor personally blessed, and it is not easy to die so easily."
After the explanation, his eyes fell on Xiao Chen, whispering: "Dragon Temple, it is amazing to have someone like you."
"Well brother, polite."
Xiao Chen nodded slightly, this Wei Hongfei is not bad, desperately to contain the scene of Yan Cangming, he is also in the eyes.
The generals of the wind whispered softly: "If you are cold, you will come here first. You will come with me, and I will give you the end."