Nidhogg Can't Keep Up

"The arrow on the string splits the sad wind banner and writes my name

At that time ink was used as dust, now the flames of war and the drums of war shook the stars

How many people have been killed by the three-foot Qingfeng"

……

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

Raising the three-foot green peak, there is a warm singing in my ears, more bloody than any war drum, and slashing the purple-black energy with a sword, Ying Zheng's laughter never stopped.

"So what if no one remembers, so what if no one is with you?! Why do I need others to judge my life, and why do I need others to intervene in my path!!"

On the other side, in the cocoon that was destroyed halfway, there was an upside-down human head that looked like a dog, and its blood-colored eyes stared at the "human" who had destroyed its own growth, furious.

"Yo, dog, the moonlight is nice tonight, isn't it?"

Looking up at the sky covered by dark clouds, Nid Hogg looked at the evil god projection again, "Don't keep talking, you will make me think you are just a dog."

"Roar!"

Roaring angrily, the evil god stretched out its sharp claws.

"Since it's a dog..." Ned Hogg sighed when he saw the other party's reaction, his expression turned cold.

"...Go back to your kennel!!"

……

"Dead crows don't cross the cold pond, fear my crimson clothes and snow dust

In exchange for fame and body, you will be king in Tianxiacheng! ! "

……

Swing the sword!

Swing the sword hundreds of meters away.

In the hurricane, the scarred monster was separated from the middle.

"Junlin Tianxiacheng? Hahahaha!" A halberd suddenly shot out from the armor and cut off the meat that was trying to connect to the body. A long knife was pulled out from the groove on the back, and Ying Zheng, who jumped up, swung the knife, and the knife was stirred With the storm, the meat is turned into dust. The predecessor of the Twelve Golden Man is a hundred soldiers, which is a treasure of endless soldiers.

And Ying Zheng is not good at fighting, he just swings the knife, swings the sword, swings down!

Weapons will help him solve everything.

The golden dragon aura is mixed with black strands, and Qin Shihuang, who has the legend of "Ancestral Dragon", reveals a heroic image that absolutely no one has ever seen.

"In the world, is it the land of the king?"

The dragon aura is constructed into a mysterious pattern, attached to Tai'a.

Tai'a sword is famous for its prestige.

"I will be the king of the world!!"

The blade cut down, the wind of the sword was extremely fast, and the monster didn't even hiss.

The sky was broken, and a ray of light fell, covering Yingzheng.

It's really like a king in the world.

PS1: Originally, I thought the popularity of this guy was long enough, but he has already pushed me, so naturally I have to give it.

"Old Driver's Expedition to Ten Thousand Worlds"

That's right!The dirty book that set off a wave of driving in the first place!

When I first came to his book review, I saw him driving a black beast car in the book review area, and it was a hearse!

Simply poisonous!

If this book with 40% meme + 40% filth + 20% plot can survive the anti-pornography wave, there must be a dirty ass deal behind it!

Rating... Damn, I refuse to rate the old driver!

NO.48: You have countermeasures and I have routines!

NO.48: You have countermeasures and I have routines!

(The benefits of the monthly ticket list are not friendly to me who rely on subscriptions to make myself happy. Although the first place can get a picture or illustration, it is probably the battlefield of Emiya jk and the others.

It's also good to have a look. )

"The King's Landing... is it..."

The Tiancongyun sword turned into a two-meter-shaped long sword, and the divine coercion permeated the world.Although it is not as vast and terrifying as Qitiandi, it is still not comparable to this kind of projection.

The inherent spiritual pollution was completely suppressed by the divine power, and the dog-shaped old dominator roared and spit magic bullets.

bang bang bang! ! !

An astonishing scene unfolded in front of his eyes. The magic bullet with a diameter of several meters was hit back by Ned Hogg in a baseball-like posture.

(I give full marks to this home run)

(Clam clam clam true. False dog cannon)