Ying Long walked towards Dragon Emperor and others, his voice was cold,
"Now that I'm here, I have no intention of getting out alive. If you dare to invade the East, you will pay a heavy price for it. One of my lives is worth thirty-one of yours!"
When everyone heard this, they were all in awe.
Their eyes turned red, and they looked at Ying Long, clenching their fists, full of reverence.
There is no shortage of passionate and strong people in the East, whether it is Xuan Kong Wangchen or this Yinglong in front of him.
And this creature that once only existed in myths is worthy of being the guardian beast of the East. Even if it knows that it will die, it will kill the West to despair.
That's right, the Dragon King has begun to despair at this moment,
His face turned pale, and when Yinglong took a step forward, he took a step back.
As the most powerful man in the West and one of the leaders of the Lost World, he is about to open the teleportation array in a few months and build a bridge to contact the Western gods.
When the time comes, their dragon clan will once again be reused by the Western gods because of their merits, and from then on, the tide will rise, and everything will rise, and they will dominate the world.
Therefore, the Dragon King does not want to die here.
And looking at the hatred that those Eastern monks have for their Western dragon clan, I am afraid that after death, they will be ripped off by these people and become the materials for making magical weapons.
He wants to live.
Therefore, at this moment, the Dragon King roared and gave orders to the ten remaining giant dragons.
"Come up here and stop them."
He wanted to take this opportunity to escape from here. At this moment, his life was almost in danger. He also abandoned the majesty and dignity of the Dragon Clan.
As long as you don't die, there will always be a chance to come here again.
When the gods from the west come and there are no immortals in the east, they will return to this land and massacre everything.
The giant dragons heard the order and rushed over again. At the same time, what everyone didn't expect was that the Dragon King did not rush forward to start a life-and-death struggle with Ying Long, but actually ran away behind him at such a critical moment.
Pope Kyle Harvey and others all had expressions of astonishment on their faces,
The Dragon King is a representative of fearlessness in their hearts. They have never seen the Dragon King escape from battle.
But thinking about it, they felt relieved, because the Dragon King was powerful in the west, and with the power of the entire dragon clan, there were not many people in the west who could defeat him, and the most important thing was that no one dared to mess with him.
Therefore, the Dragon King was arrogant in the hearts of those in the Western world. Now he came to the east and brought thirty dragons with him. In the end, only ten were killed. The Dragon King was afraid of being killed.
Ying Long roared, he had no intention of getting entangled with these ten little fish and shrimps, he would kill the Dragon King today.
Only in this way can all ascetics in the world be shocked.
Tell them something.
"The majesty of the East cannot be violated."
Therefore, he sprayed out the last remaining dragon breath to surround the ten giant dragons, and then attacked the Dragon King.
The Dragon King's body is only a few dozen feet long. Although he is tall, facing Yinglong who is hundreds of feet tall, he is just like a small shrimp.
"Roar!"
Ying Long roared angrily, opened his bloody mouth and bit down on the Dragon Emperor's neck.
"No!"
The Dragon King's face was full of despair.
However, at this moment, an arrow rushed over at a terrifying speed, and the target turned out to be Ying Long's heart.
This arrow was emitting green light. Although it was only less than three feet long, smaller than a toothpick in front of Yinglong's body of hundreds of feet, Yinglong felt terrifying fluctuations from above.
His eyelids were beating suddenly, and he had a vague feeling of uneasiness.
It seemed as if this arrow could hurt his life.
Ying Long was no longer chasing the Dragon King, but after roaring, the fiery red scales all over his body erupted with dazzling light, condensing all his cultivation, and while retreating, he made preparations.
However, no matter how much he retreated, the arrow seemed to change its route, locking all his escape routes.
"Why did Lord Yinglong stop? The Dragon Emperor is so close. He can kill the Dragon Emperor with just one bite."
At first everyone was confused, but then when they saw the arrow, they understood instantly.
"Someone shot a cold arrow and wanted to take action against Lord Long."
Everyone became worried. After all, since this arrow could force Yinglong to retreat, its power was certainly extraordinary.
After those people in the West saw this scene, their pupils suddenly tightened.
The Pope and Ryan Eisen looked at each other, their eyelids twitched, and after taking a deep breath, they said in unison: "Could it be that he is here?"
"Yes, he must be here."
At this time, Kyle Harvey stood up, his eyes full of fear and said: "This arrow is his symbol, and no one can display it except him."
"The arrow has been shot, and it's a foregone conclusion."
Ryan Eisen's voice was old and leisurely when he said these words.
All the Eastern monks had a bad premonition on their faces, and then under their shocked eyes, the arrow penetrated Yinglong's heart directly.
A stream of blood showered down, and Yinglong's body suddenly fell to the ground.
The whole place fell silent for a moment.
Even Ying Long's face, which was close to the ground, had a look of disbelief. He knew that this arrow would be terrifying, so he had gathered all the defenses around him, but in the end he still couldn't resist the arrow at all.
He only felt that his vitality was constantly draining. He had injured his heart and was no longer able to fight. Although the Dragon Clan had strong vitality, he had suffered such a serious injury. If he was not treated in time, he might not be far from death.
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Although the Pope and others knew that the people who came were powerful and not weaker than the Dragon King, they still couldn't help but gasp when they saw this scene.
"This arrow is simply invincible."
Neither Ryan Eisen nor Kyle Harvey denied this statement.
The Dragon Emperor was so powerful that he almost died at the mouth of Ying Long. But Ying Long, who was so powerful, was seriously injured by this arrow.
If another arrow were fired, no one would be able to stop that man from slaying the dragon.
"How could this happen? How is it possible?"
Xuankong and Wangchen looked at each other. They were also in disbelief that a person who had never shown up before could defeat Yinglong.
Looking at the green arrow stuck diagonally on the ground, the two frowned, and then were instantly horrified.
"Could it be..."
Wen Ya had never seen this thing before, but the ice girl next to her was familiar with it.
She had almost become the Lord of Kunlun, so she naturally wanted to know more about the powerful men in the West.
This arrow was naturally familiar to her, so after seeing the arrow pierce Ying Long's heart, she gritted her teeth and clenched her fists and said: "This is not something from the Western world, this arrow comes from the Lost World."
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As soon as these words came out, Wen Ya and others were all stunned. Could it be that someone from the Lost World of the West has come again?
He was able to defeat Ying Long with one arrow, but his figure was nowhere to be seen. His strength was obviously more terrifying than that of the Dragon Emperor.
And now that Dongfang's power has been exhausted, who will stop this peerless strong man?
Wen Ya smiled bitterly, her pale and pretty face full of unwillingness.
We have already reached this point, is Dongfang still going to be defeated? If Tianfu is destroyed, I wonder if the young man will blame her when he wakes up?
In the field, when Yinglong fell, all the Eastern monks who were watching were furious.
Everyone present was completely ignited with anger, and they cursed each other regardless of how powerful the person hiding in the dark was.
"Asshole, who did it? Why don't you dare to show up and see me?"
"You're a bastard who only knows how to shoot cold arrows. If you have the guts, come out and fight me. You bastard and villain."
"If you come forward openly, I respect you as a strong man. Even if you die here, I will not let you die in the wilderness. But you carry out a sneak attack, which is simply a shame among the strong."
"This is so despicable. Get out of here. No matter who you are, the Eastern monks will kill you here even if they shed the last drop of their blood."
Everyone was angry.
Yinglong had exhausted all his strength and cultivation for Dongfang, and now an arrow pierced his heart, which was equivalent to killing him.
While everyone was insulting them, a figure with a handsome face and pointed ears appeared from the sky.
He is dozens of miles away from Yinglong, but he can shoot an arrow that far, which is enough to prove his terrifying strength.
But no one is afraid.
They continued to insult, and the figure slowly raised the green long bow in his hand, pulled it to the full moon, and pointed it at everyone... (To be continued)
