Yang Dashuan's call made the slave warriors excited.

What I said is that if there is a crack on the ground, I would like to go in directly - it is so disgusting.[]

Ikalu's face was even more green and red. After Lao Yang said this, even the character who was well-educated had to stand on the street and curse like a shrew.

Ikalu was about to retort, but Yang Dashuan snatched it away again. "What's wrong with beating your dragon clan? Isn't it okay? According to what you said, I have to stand there like an idiot, let you beat you to death and not fight back? What the hell is this? It's just a fart. I can't beat me because they are not as skilled as humans. When will they have the ability to come out? Let's practice with him!"

"Dragon Clan, isn't the Dragon Clan amazing?" Yang Dashuan kept sneering. "Why should I take me away!"

After saying this, even if Ikalu holds down shit and pee, she can't stand Yang Dashuan anymore.

What a character he is Ikalu. He is the leader of the clan in the Rainbow Star Dragon Valley. No matter where he goes, he enjoys the treatment of the national leader. Although Kasuke and Ksimi were forced to do so, did he still have no temper when he saw him Ikalu?

How dare you point at the nose and curse like Yang Dashuan, without giving any face?

Originally, Yang Dashuan also said that he had a nose and eyes, but Ikalu was definitely a little embarrassed about the matter of Old Duke. The biggest responsibility for the skeleton was that he was not in good condition, and then on the head of the necromancer - the final responsibility fell on Old Duke.

Ikalu was thinking about whether she should just let it go, and then she sent Lao Yang to Shengdu directly... But Yang Dashuntu was quick-talking for a moment, and he was so excited about scolding that he didn't notice that Ikalu's face was getting ugly.

"What did you say just now? Not as skilled as humans?" Ikalu raised his wrist, and a hand like a chicken claw was shaking desperately in the air.

"That's right, his skills are not as good as others!" Yang Dashuan still didn't notice the other party's emotions and was still saying to himself. "I've never seen such a shameless guy. After being beaten, I have to cry and go back to find my parents to stand out. I'm just kidding. Go back and put on open-crotch pants and wash diapers! Eat more milk, and come out to learn how to fight with adults when their hair grows."

Ikalu's face finally changed. He was humiliated in person, and no matter how handsome he was, he could not suppress it.

If I hadn't given this tone, I wouldn't be a fucking dragon! Ikalu thought to myself.

"What did you say just now? Are you coming out to practice?" Ikalu looked at Lao Yang with a sinister and cunning look on his face. "Okay, practice it. This is your territory, how do you want to practice?"

When the slave warriors heard Ikalu's words full of gunpowder, they became nervous.

A hundred swamp giants stood in a row under the leadership of Iverson. The huge mace in their hands made the dragons brow beating wildly - they were wondering whether this mace could easily smash their heads. Duijia followed closely behind, and about one or two hundred dwarves who could transform into the King of Hills were trotting under the leadership of Edward and ran to the side of the swamp giant.

There are ogres, hulks, elves and centaurs...

Ikalu glanced at it and realized that the military force in this fortress was so boorish! But this was not enough to scare Ikalu! "Just because of these guys?"

"If we can cut off a piece of scales by ourselves, then a thousand people can dismember you!" Although Edward was small, his voice was as loud as a bell.

"But quantity does not represent quality!" Ikalu kept sneering. "You have many people, and we have many dragons!"

"How much do you think you can escape?" Yang Dashuan opened his mouth. "Tell you, don't force me in a hurry, Bright is still biting people when he is anxious!"

There are still many "magic bombs" in the territory, and at least one hundred of them have been saved during this period. I am so angry that I can die together with you. Yang Dashuan thought.

"Escape? Why do you want to escape? No dragon will ever fight in battle. You are a huge joke. No matter how painful it is, Bright can't bite the scales of our dragon! See, this time I brought more than 40 dragons, and I have seventeen fourth-level dragons, and the rest have not yet advanced... and I am at the fifth-level!"

The fifth-level dragon is equivalent to the holy magician among humans. In addition, the dragon clan's physique can almost fight three human holy magicians in one place.

But this is nothing. The fifth-level dragon is similar to the big demon. There are one or two big demons who die at Lao Yang's hands. Even the fearful demon king who exceeds the strength of the Holy Realm was beaten half to death by Lao Yang. As a result, he was raised by Xiang Shuai's bitch and robbed me of me, awakened his racial supernatural powers and became a demon hunter.

When Yang Dashuan thought of this, he felt as if he had been clawed by a cat, and he was extremely upset.

Otherwise, if we kill a fifth-level dragon, maybe we can try racial awakening. Yang Dashuan thought to himself.

"This is what you said. Don't be beaten and can't find your home. Cry and beg for mercy!" Yang Dashuan didn't let you go. "You are guests. How can you fight Piaotianwen.com to the front? If you lose, you have to get out of here! Don't whine in front of us in the future. How about it? If you want to fight, hurry up and start, don't dare, hurry up and roll the bed and get out of here!"

Ikalu kept rolling her eyes.

He had never seen such a rampant human being, and he didn't take the dragon clan seriously at all. Suddenly, the karma of ignorance burned three feet, and he nodded repeatedly. "Okay, okay, this is what you said. What if you lose? If you are so booming, let's set a lottery. If you want to play, play bigger!"

"Okay, this is what you said!" Yang Dashuan was worried about not having a good reputation, but he didn't expect that this guy would ask for it himself. "Otherwise, if I lose, I will hand over the alchemist who has moved his bones in the future and help you pull the lich out of secret. What about it? If you lose, then let me add a few dragon knights in my territory!"

"It's okay for the alchemist to hand over it. As for that lich... why are you so sure that even our dragon clan can't find him, just you?" Ikalu looked distrustful. "Dragon Knight, is there really someone in your territory that can defeat our dragon? Of course, don't let the Titan giant and the ancient snow beast come on the field."

"Why are you scared?" To be honest, Yang Dashuan really has this idea. If you practice one-on-one, at least there should be no dragon here, who will be the opponent of Iverson and Tam.

"The nest of the ancient snow beast is at the top of the Kemeser Mountains. Their elders and I are old acquaintances. I can't do anything to his tribe. As for the Titan giant, they are also residents of the Kemeser Mountains." Ikalu lied and opened his mouth.

"Come on, just go ahead and get it! It's okay. I won't send them to you. I'll accompany you to fight one-on-one or group-strike. Let me tell you a rule!" Yang Dashuan hooked the old dragon head and made an extremely provocative move.

"One of our side each has three players, how about two wins in three games?" Ikalu made a proposal that he thought was very fair.

"So why bother? You win two games in three games. Do you think you are a friendly match!" Yang Dashuan sneered. "Edward, let's teach these eyes a lesson to these dragon clans! Don't show mercy, otherwise these guys will think we are soft persimmons at that time."

"Good!"

When Edward heard the master calling him, he grabbed the wine glass on the table and took a sip, touching the wine stains on his beard. A gorgeous backflip appeared in front of everyone.

Edward used the standard set of Maple Leaf Fortress.

A kite-shaped shield with one blade and two heights is made of three layers of fine iron, without any connection gap. This shield is enough to withstand the blow of 1,200 pounds, which is the full blown attack of Iverson. The weapon in the right hand is the usual axe hammer, which is also the length of one blade and two. The front hammer is the axe blade on the back. There are three exquisite hammers on the waist to provide long-range attacks by the dwarves using the Storm Hammer.

As for armor, there is no need.

The strong Edward had only tied a pair of trousers and stood up with his arms around. If he wanted to attack him, he had to break the shield in his hand.

"Do you think the dwarves are enough to fight against our dragons? I thought you would send a swamp giant out!" Ikalu sneered and clapped his hands. A young dragon clan walked out from behind him, looking twenty-five or six years old, but no one knew how old he was. Ikalu pointed his hand and pointed at Edward and said. "Let them see clearly that the dwarves are like ants in front of us. Even if they are armed to the teeth, they are just an ant!"
Chapter completed!