Chapter 162: One Enemy Three Flying Dragon City Crisis
The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, the long river is full of sunset.
Feilong City, the strongest city in the country besides the Imperial City in the Dragon Ancient Empire, has now entered the first level of alert.
The cracked city walls and the bright red bloodstains on them tell of the years that we don’t want to remember.
At the top of the city wall, a man wearing black armor looked at the distant sky, where hundreds of thousands of troops were stationed.
White bones and vague flesh and blood stumps were scattered all over the ground. Long swords and spears were nailed to the ground. The air was filled with the unpleasant smell of blood, which made people turn against evil.
Nangong Tianzhan sighed slightly in his heart. This time, it was the biggest crisis that the Longgu Empire had encountered in the past hundred years. It was actually invaded by two empires.
"It's been a few months, and these guys still refuse to retreat? I don't know what's happening to those little guys now?"
One day in Tianchi and several days outside.
boom!
Before Nangong Tianzhan could finish his emotion, three extremely powerful auras rushed out of the army that had been as quiet as a rock.
At the same time, laughter full of ridicule resounded throughout the sky at this moment.
"Old ghost Nangong, this time, I want to see if you can be arrogant again!"
"This time, I will definitely keep him."
"Nangong Tianzhan, you can fight one against two, but I don't believe he can fight three of us at the same time!"
In response to the roars of these three people, Nangong Tianzhan snorted coldly, forcibly tore off the bandage on his arm, unfolded his spiritual wings behind him, and rushed directly into the sky.
Behind Nangong Tianzhan, the eyes of all the soldiers were full of reverence and madness.
In their hearts, Nangong Tianzhan is invincible. As long as Nangong Tianzhan does not retreat, they will fight for him without fear of death.
The four words "Nangong Tianzhan" are not just a name, they are also the belief in victory in the hearts of all Feilong City soldiers.
"Hmph, fight if you want. The Longgu Empire only has heroes who died in battle, not cowards who are timid!"
"Longgu, Longgu..."
Regarding the shouting soldiers on the walls of Feilong City, the faces of the three powerful Martial Kings floating in the air were full of disdain.
Especially the man standing in the middle didn't take Nangong Tianzhan seriously at all, and rushed out under the gaze of everyone.
The long sword bloomed with golden light in his hand, and the golden light flickered on the blade, and finally turned into a powerful slash, shooting towards Nangong Tianzhan.
Regarding this, Nangong Tianzhan did not hesitate at all. He pulled out a long black sword, swept it forward, and forcibly deflected the slash.
However, now his attention is not on this man's strength, but on his swordsmanship.
"Old Monster Jin's swordsmanship, are you his disciple?"
In response to his inquiry, the man holding the golden sword remained silent for a moment, then swayed and raised the long sword in his hand again.
When Nangong Tianzhan saw this, he knew that the other party would not answer his questions. In this case, he would like to see the real seal in his hand.
"Master Jinmen, let the two of us come to wish you a helping hand!"
Seeing the two men taking action, the other two Martial Kings in the air also raised their weapons at this moment, their spiritual energy shook the surroundings, and they rushed out.
With one against three, even with Nangong Tianzhan's current strength at the third level of King Wu, he still felt a little headache at this moment.
Nangong Tianzhan let out a long breath, held the long sword in front of him, and began to chant an ancient mantra.
At this moment, a black spiritual storm began to rage around him.