The wind blade aroused by the Qifeng Slash was shining with a sword light and a sword shadow, slashing towards Yingzhao King. Sikong Jianheng and Eternal Peak were next to Yingzhao King, and fell down like water Qifeng Slash.
,They will definitely lose their lives.
Although Sikong Jianheng and Eternal Peak were anxious, they could not stop the slash of the evil dragon with their joint efforts.
Zhong Mo, who was unable to tell the difference between Qiongqi King in the distance, saw Sikong Jianheng and the others moving, and shouted anxiously: "Jianheng, why are you two stupid guys stupid? Dodge!"
Upon hearing this, Sikong Jianheng suddenly woke up, looking at the rapid wind slash flying in the air, his eyes full of hesitation.
"Boy, leave here quickly! Yingzhao clan, if there are still people alive in the future, I will definitely repay you!" Yingzhao King's voice was low, but Sikong Jianheng still heard the weakness behind his words.
"No, we can't just watch you die!" Eternal Peak suddenly said, "Sword Heng, let's work together to block it for a while!" After saying that, Eternal Peak suddenly stood up, and the flying sword in his hand shook
, a piece of sword rain was drawn, and the slash of wind flew into the air.
Seeing the Eternal Peak take action, Sikong Jianheng was also very proud. Although he knew that with their skills, it would be difficult to block the dragon's slash. But now that things have come to this point, there is no other choice. Instead of waiting
It’s better to try your best to die!
"Kill!" Sikong Jianheng had red eyes, and the flying sword in his hand fought with the flying sword of the Eternal Peak, and a spark was emitted. Then, the light of the two flying swords surged, and the sword light rose from the ground and penetrated through it.
After heavy yellow sand, we met the flying wind slash.
The arc-shaped slash of wind flew over quickly. The faint sword light flashed, and Sikong Jianheng could hardly even open his eyes. But even so, he did not take a step back.
With a slap! The slash of wind and two flying swords collided with each other, sending out a series of sparks. Almost no one could see clearly what was going on. Sikong Jianheng and Eternal Peak were like kites with broken threads.
He vomited a mouthful of blood, threw his body straight out, and fell on the yellow sand. Fortunately, it was yellow sand. Otherwise, these two people would have been killed by the dragon's slash and fell to death.
"Boy!" Seeing Sikong Jianheng and the others were injured, Ying Zhaowang shouted anxiously, "How are you?"
Sikong Jianheng felt a dull feeling in his chest, and he struggled to stand up. He looked at Yingzhao King with a dull look, and suddenly a smile appeared, "We have cracked the dragon's slash!" As soon as he finished speaking, Sikong
Jian Heng's body shook left and right, staggered for a few steps, and finally fell to the ground.
The Peak of Eternity was lying on the ground, gasping for breath, and even the strength to open your eyes was almost gone, let alone standing up. Fortunately, neither of them could die.
Just now, Sikong Jianheng and Eternal Peak both used their lifelong unique skills. Even so, they could only barely break the dragon's slash. However, the two of them suffered internal injuries and never fought again.
ability.
The evil dragon saw that his storm was broken by two monks, and a hint of sneer appeared in his eyes, "So what if you break it, I see how you break this move!" After saying that, the evil dragon's wings were fierce again.
When they waved, the air around them seemed to be under huge suction force, and rushed towards the evil dragon.
In a blink of an eye, a storm filled with wind-producing storm around the dragon's wings. The withered and yellow sand and dust were all swept up by the storm, and the whole world seemed to be unable to escape the whirlpool power of the storm.
When Zhong Mo saw that Sikong Jianheng and Eternal Peak were injured, he was very anxious. However, he was entangled by King Qiongqi and wanted to go over and see Sikong Jianheng and others, but he was unable to escape.
In a blink of an eye, Zhong Mo saw the evil dragon and was shocked. Although he didn't know what kind of attack the evil dragon would launch, from the energy aura, the evil dragon's attack must be
Killing move. Looking at the Yingzhao King lying on the ground, Zhong Mo became even more anxious.
"Nine Heavens, is there any good way?" Zhong Mo asked anxiously.
Luo Jiutian looked solemn. After killing several Qiongqi with the flying sword in his hand, he turned around and looked at the evil dragon and smiled bitterly: "This time, I'm really at the end of my life."
When Zhong Mo heard Luo Jiutian say this, his heart completely sank. If even Luo Jiutian could not think of a way to deal with it, Na Ying would have to wait to die to call the king.
Once the Yingzhao King is killed, the Yingzhao clan will be slaughtered soon. At that time, their bad luck will come.
"Damn it!" Zhong Mo was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and couldn't help but curse.
However, King Qiongqi didn't say a word and pestered Zhong Mo. Whenever Zhong Mo was about to escape and help Ying recruit the king, King Qiongqi would use his trump card to stop Zhong Mo. He dragged it like this
After a while, Zhong Mo was surrounded by dangers several times. In desperation, Zhong Mo could only concentrate on dealing with King Qiongqi.
"Old Zhong, we can't save Ying Zhaowang." During the fierce fight, Luo Jiutian smiled bitterly, "He has used the Ying Zhaowuyu Sacrifice. Even if we helped him block the evil dragon's attack, Ying Zhaowang would be the same.
It's hard to survive."
"Does Ying Zhao Blood Sacrifice?" Thinking of Ying Zhao Zhao Wang's attack just now, Zhong Mo seemed to understand something in his heart.
"Then what should we do?" Zhong Mo couldn't help asking again.
"At present, we can only help the Yingzhao clan to deal with Qiongqi. The Yingzhao clan must not perish!" Although Luo Jiutian was not sure whether the environment they were in was an illusion. But when he encountered such a thing,
Luo Jiutian didn't even bother to think about whether it was true or false.
The Yingzhao clan must never die. Otherwise, Luo Jiutian and the others would all die.
"Destroy!" At this moment, the evil dragon finally launched the most fierce attack. The storm swept everything in. Even the countless heroic moves and Qiongqi who fought fiercely were still difficult to resist the attraction of the storm.
, and was sucked in.
The yellow sand on the desert soared into the sky, forming salons, echoing the direction of the evil dragon's storm. Seeing this, Yingzhao and Qiongqi on the battlefield were in chaos, and they didn't care about fighting for the time being, and they were all swinging.
Wings fleeing in all directions.
When several Yingzhao saw Yingzhao King lying on the ground, they rushed over and planned to rescue Yingzhao King. However, before they could get closer, their bodies were already sucked by the storm.
Suddenly, the bodies of those Yingzhao seemed to have been strangled by a meat grinder, and blood splattered everywhere, and the body turned into pieces.
When King Ying Zhao saw that his subordinates ended up like this in order to save him, he was very sad, "Don't worry about me, leave here immediately!" King Ying Zhao shouted.
The evil dragon laughed and said, "Ying Zhaowang, do you want your subordinates to leave? It's too late!" After saying that, he waved his wings and rolled up another storm, rolling towards countless Yingwang warriors.
go.
When many British soldiers saw the storm coming, they did not dare to force the enemy and retreated one after another. However, the speed of retreating was far from the speed of the storm rolling.
At this moment, countless British warriors were involved in the storm. Once they were swept in, they would be torn to pieces by the power inside.
In just a blink of an eye, countless heroic warriors died tragically in the storm.
Seeing such a tragic phenomenon, Ying Zhaowang was furious and didn't know where the strength came from, so he struggled to stand up.
"Evil Dragon, my Yingzhao clan, even if all of them are killed in battle, I must kill you!" After saying that, Yingzhao King waved his hands and the long halberd that fell to the ground flew back to his hand.
"The soldiers of the Yingzhao tribe! For our home, even if the last drop of blood is shed, they will never retreat!" Yingzhao King roared, waved the long halberd in his hand, and rushed towards the storm that was rolling.
"Ying Ying recruits the king, don't!" Luo Jiutian shouted anxiously in the distance, but he was still one step late.
Before King Yingzhao got close to the storm, he felt a strong suction force. Suddenly, his body was a little unstable, and the wings behind him were no longer able to wave, but were swung uncontrollably.
King Yingzhao was shocked, but he did not retreat. He gritted his teeth and persevered. The long halberd in his hand surged like a sword light, suddenly grew longer and stabbed towards the center of the storm.
Although the center of the storm is calm, it is also the strongest part. If the attack of Yingzhao King can break through the energy field in the center of the storm, it will definitely be able to resolve the last attack of the evil dragon!
Ying Zhaowang also knew that he would definitely die if he used Ying Zhaoyu sacrifice. But he did not want to die like this because he died like that.
With a bang! The long halberd, under the waving of King Yingzhao, penetrated the storm and stabbed into the center of the storm.
When the Evil Dragon saw Ying Zhaowang take action like this, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. The center of the storm was where all the energy was. If Ying Zhaowang can break it, he would no longer have the strength to deal with him.
But then he thought, in order to kill him, King Ying had already used the Ying's Blood Sacrifice, and his body had exhausted all his strength. King Ying's heart was unwilling to accept it, and he could not accumulate strength to destroy his destruction storm.
Thinking of this, the evil dragon not only did not avoid it, but instead activated the rotation speed of the storm. Suddenly, Ying Zhaowang's body became unstable, and his hands, holding the long halberd, began to tremble continuously.
The scope of the storm continued to expand, and in a blink of an eye, the Ying Zhaowang was almost surrounded. The Ying Zhaowang's strength was gradually dissipating, just like his life, which was slowly passing with time.
In less than a moment, Ying Zhaowang held the hand of the long halberd, and was already trembling and uncontrollable. Seeing this, the evil dragon let out a stern and harsh laugh, "Ying Zhaowang, die!"
Yingzhaowang looked at the countless Yingzhao warriors, his eyes full of reluctance and nostalgia.
Just as the storm was about to surround King Yingzhao, a green shadow rushed towards him like lightning. Before everyone could see the green shadow clearly, two rays of light soared into the sky, like giants supporting the world.
The column crosses the storm, as if it wants to cut the storm in half.
Seeing this, the evil dragon was shocked and raised his eyes. The green shadow had disappeared into the storm at the same time as Yingzhaowang.
"Yes, is it the lord?" Luo Jiutian asked murmured with a hint of excitement on his face.
Zhong Mo did not see the figure clearly, but he was sure in his heart that the person was Shu Jun. In this place, who else would be there besides Shu Jun's skills?
Thinking of Shu Jun's arrival, Zhong Mo suddenly felt a sense of heroism, and the ancient sword in his hand launched a fierce attack, which immediately beat King Qiongqi backed down.
Not long after, the voices of Ye Jianying and the pixie dragon also came from afar. At this point, Luo Jiutian finally confirmed that Shu Jun was here!
"Military Advisor! Brother Zhong!" In the distance, Ye Jian stepped on the flying sword and waved to Luo Jiutian and Zhong Mo from afar.
Although Luo Jiutian and Zhong Mo didn't care about answering Ye Jianying's words, they still couldn't help laughing.
The pixie dragon and Mo Qilin also rushed to the left and right along with the shape of the night sword. Since then, the lost people finally got together again!
"Where is the lord?" As soon as he came over, Ye Jianying rushed to Zhong Mo's side, and the flying sword under his feet shot towards King Qiongqi like lightning, "Why are there these tiger cubs here?"
Zhong Mo was amused and cried, and said, "Not to mention the tiger cub, even Ying is here to win the king."
Upon hearing this, Ye Jianxing was stunned and said, "What? Brother Zhong, do you think Ying Zhaowang is here too?"
Zhong Mo nodded slowly and remained silent. This time, Shu Jun came very timely. If he was a little late, they would probably have to report to the King of Hell.