Chapter 1077: Crushing Fly

The corners of Zhang Xing's mouth were drawn again, so how did they get on, how could Heibao become like this!
Do you want the majesty of the dragon?
Can you guys have some more Babu!
"Well, don't discuss the topic of brotherhood, friends."
"If we keep going, the enemy will fall asleep."
Zhang Xing had to speak to interrupt the two of them.
"Uh! Sorry boss, I can't keep the topic for a while, forgive me! Forgive me!"
Heibao bent down and nodded to Zhang Xing.
Zhang Xing waved his hand indifferently.
Heibao turned (body sh n) shouted: "Fight! Brother!"
The flying dragon legion that faintly (yu) sleeps, the (color) is all shaken.
At the same time, they raised their heads, their eyes were exposed, and their faces were unconvinced.
The dragon warrior pointed his spear forward and drank in unison: "Go forward, fight to the end!"
A battle of dragons of unequal numbers and equal strength started.
Jiulong ran forward and rushed towards the eight thousand flying dragons.
All of a sudden, a roar of dragons roared across the battlefield.
I saw four dragon shadows rushing into the Flying Dragon Legion first. They were like bulldozers, pushing all the way.
Wherever they passed, mourning continued, and those flying dragons were caught with their claws and their tails swept away. None of them were their enemies.
All the dragons within the attack range were beaten and flew away, and the blood of the dragon was wild.
Huang Zheng followed them with five seventh-tier dragons to make up the knife.
The sixteen teams of flying dragons were just in a blink of an eye.
Kowloon is doing m-type sports.
Back and forth hitting the 8000 Flying Dragon Legion.
There were quite a few dragons who were not convinced before, but this time they were completely served.
These nine true dragons are so horrible, as if tirelessly, the more wars the more brave.
At the beginning, Feilong still had the courage to actively fight the four treasures of Heibao.
But ten minutes later, they were scared and started to cower.
As a result, the state of the battlefield became, and the four treasures of Heibao chased the flying dragon.
The flying dragon fled around, not even the command of the dragon soldier.
The dragon warrior yelled anxiously, but there was nothing he could do.
Although these dragons have low blood, they are also six or seven dragons, which is a treasure in the eyes of dragon warriors.
If they were to switch to other Warcraft, the spear in their hands would have hit their (body sh n) body long ago.
Heibao they are too fierce. Sometimes they rise up, grab a flying dragon and bit their neck without saying a word, and tear their body into eight.
In this picture, the scared dragons narrowed their necks, rolled their eyes, and hid everywhere.
Seeing such a scene, Jing Hongjun ’s Majestic Realm feels cool.
If dozens of their six-star lords are allowed to fight the eight thousand flying dragons, they will be exhausted even if they cannot be killed.
In contrast, we can see the strength gap between them and Kowloon.
In an instant, the battle had been going on for an hour.
More than half of the eight thousand flying dragons were injured.
The intense and tragic atmosphere at the scene, coupled with the fear (qing), made all the flying dragons fleeing all feel exhausted.
However, Kowloon was still energetic, without any signs of weakness, and always maintained a proud fullness.
Dragon Knight asked silently to God, oh my god! Are these nine dragons not tired?
Are they dragons or something?
Even if it is a refined puppet, it is necessary to replenish the spirit stone in time to continue the battle.
Can the power of Kowloon be the air?
Breathe air every minute and every minute, are they changing?
Who believes this?
They won't believe it.
But in fact they guessed a part.
Jiulong breathes the dragon air from Long Island, which can also be said to be air.