Sky Dragon Rider

As soon as the dragon knights of the Islamic Empire shot the torrent of light arrows from the "Shining Curtain of Arrows", the dragon knights of the Taisar Empire fought back in a jeopardy, and then the two sides erupted for the first time.

The three-sided magic shield of the light system, which was instantly fired at the approach, turned defense into offense, and ruthlessly pushed the opponent back more than ten steps. From the beginning to the end of the first round, it took only three or four breaths. dazzled.

Although during this process, Ning Jia, the dragon rider of the Taisar Empire, activated the alchemy magic weapon he carried with him and released a round of small magic shields, but it couldn't resist the collective instant explosion of the light magic shields, and barely blocked most of the impact. Strength, to avoid being bumped into a messy play.

"It's spells again, it's gold again, golden fighting spirit? What kind of tactic is this?"

Ning Jia spit out a mouthful of bloodshot saliva, and pulled back the lance that stabilized his figure from the ground. He had never seen such an opponent, as if he was not fighting with one person, but two people, one was Fa God, one is the sword god, and the opponent's fighting spirit is particularly strange.

Whether it is spells or combat skills, the coordination between free switching is seamless. To be precise, there is only one person in the first place, and it is natural to use it at will.

Not only him, but also the members of the Taisar Empire envoys in the auditorium also stared wide-eyed. They could hardly believe the scene they had just seen. There is actually a golden fighting spirit in this world!

The first real confrontation between the two dragon riders once again subverted the world view of the Taisa people.

"My tactics! You won't stand a chance!"

Clenching his left hand, the ball of light disintegrated, and Lin Mo, who was in power, slashed down the dragon-slaying sword like lightning, and a round of golden sword energy roared out.

"The outcome is not yet decided, don't draw conclusions so early!"

The dragon rider of the Taisar Empire refused to show weakness, and was about to take a step obliquely before rubbing his body up. As soon as he lifted his foot, he suddenly felt something was wrong. A needle-shaped white thorn grew and spread around his body at an alarming speed. .

Unable to react in time, he slammed into it, those white light needles seemed to be solid, piercing the surface of the thick armor and buzzing.

However, being protected by armor does not mean you can sit back and relax. The ever-growing white thorns drilled through the gaps in the armor in the blink of an eye, and fierce conflicts broke out with the raging battle flames, which made Ning Jia feel the tingling soon.

boom! ~

When the golden sword energy was about to pass by, it suddenly deflected strangely and slammed into the side of Ning Jia, the dragon rider of the Taisar Empire.

The body guard and Qiyan were almost scattered.

Despite his extraordinary willpower, Ning Jia still couldn't help letting out a muffled groan. The fighting spirit level of the Dragoon General of the Slan Empire was a level higher than his own, and he didn't know if he could withstand the next blow.

A thick lance of light shot out between lightning and fire, and directly knocked out several cracks in the breastplate. If this part hadn't been specially strengthened, and the thickness was as thick as a finger, otherwise, this blazing spear of the third rank would definitely Taking advantage of the body guard's lack of recovery, he could directly stab into his chest.

The two lightning strikes in a row broke the body balance of the dragon rider of the Taisar Empire, causing him to stagger like a stumbling block.

The moment he lost his balance, Ning Jia secretly cried out in his heart that it was not good.

as expected!The Dragoon General of the Slan Empire, who had taken the initiative from the very beginning of the hand-to-hand combat, did not let go of this flaw in vain. He made the most correct prediction as soon as he released the blazing spear, and stomped heavily on the ground like a cannonball. He rushed over, clasped the dragon-slaying sword with both hands, and slashed out with all his strength.

Ning Jia, the general of the dragon knights of the Taisar Empire, only had time to raise his black steel lance, when he saw the broad and heavy sword slashed fiercely on the barrel of the gun. , but he didn't dare to let go, he could only grit his teeth and resist.

Once he couldn't bear the pain and let go, the giant sword would mercilessly cut across his waist, cutting him into two halves.

click! ~

The thunder-type battle qi that enveloped the lance finally couldn't resist the fierce slash of the giant sword, and two smooth incisions were made directly where the sword touched, Ning Jia's heart tightened, and he retreated with all his strength. But the giant sword still swiped past his chest.

The sturdy and thick breastplate was cut open directly, leaving a neat cut mark.

"Hi!~"

Ning Jia gasped, he knew that his chest had been cut open, perhaps hurting his sternum.

This was by no means good news, it meant that he could no longer move vigorously, otherwise the wound would burst and affect his internal organs at any time.

In front of the opponent's giant sword, his heavy armor was no different from paper. The giant sword didn't even need a sharp edge, it could easily cut through the armor.

"Shining Arrow Curtain!"

A low shout came into Ning Jia's ears, followed by a torrent of white light composed of arrows of light rushing toward his face.

He suddenly understood the tactics of the Silan Dragoon General. Close range is the combat skill of a fighter, and long range is the spellcaster's spell. If you attack from far and near, no matter how you respond, you will fall into the attack range of the opponent's full firepower. , without any dead ends.

What a frustrating tactic this is!

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-(to be continued~^~)