The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

Chapter 508, even if it is!

The Qilin Army is the elite of the West Wind Empire. The Ghost Dance Army is the famous lion riding iron in China. Such two teams are extremely fiercely impacted together, and the destructive power generated is amazing.

"Kill--" A unicorn armyman with a red armor armed with a long gun, jumped high above the horseback, and inserted a sharp gunpoint into the chest of a ghost-faced warrior.

"Roar--"

The ghost face warrior grabbed the gun that was inserted into his body, and the cymbal in his hand #马刀highly raised, the hand fell off the knife, and the knife cut off the elite head of the Kirin army.

boom--

The head fell with the iron helmet, rolled on the ground, and was trampled by the horses that rushed behind.

This is a team with two different fighting styles.

The Qilin army is silent, orderly, and obeying orders.

They formed a variety of combat team types under the leadership of the team or the school, you rushed to me, watched and helped each other, wave after wave to get a gun, quite a gun.

They are more convinced of the power of the team, thousands of people twisted into a rope, turned into a war beast that madly engulfs life.

When a person goes down, the people behind will immediately rush to fill it.

The drums are killed and the gold is retreating.

Complete militarized management will definitely not drag the water.

The Ghost Dance Corps is weird, crazy, and fearless.

They are like a group of devils dancing, screaming in their mouths, wielding a big knife and slashing, fighting and stifling have become their body's instinct.

They seem to be single individuals, but they are closely related. A difficult one, P Plus support. Whenever a ghost dancer is about to be in danger, there will always be other teams rushing to rescue from an incredible angle.

Everyone in the battle is a madman, but when someone is in danger, they are the life and death brothers who can deliver the back.

The Qilin Army formed a huge gun array, and with the help of the horses, the rifle in his hand was inserted into the opponent's arms.

The Ghost Dance Corps is the impactor and the massacre.

They ignored the dense guns and guns in front of them, and the cymbals in their hands were raised and the strange squeaking sounds in their mouths.

"boom--"

They rushed in so straight and hard.

Someone was killed by a long gun, and the body was also picked up by a long gun.

More people are waving their horses. #刀左劈 right cut, hard to kill a **** road.

boom!

A ghost-faced warrior with a head-mounted color feather flew up and kicked a red armored unicorn army. At the same time, the scorpion #马刀 in the hand smashed the sergeant of the unicorn army.

"Oh--" The Kirin army, which was still in the air, was actually split into two halves.

Knife!

These ghost-faced knights are able to slash their swords with a single knife.

The knife does not touch the body, but it has already split the person into two halves.

More unicorns rushed over, and tied the long gun in his hand to the ghost-faced knight who was arrogant, and the scorpion knight in the hands of the ghost-faced knight.

咔嚓——

Several elites of the Kirin Army were cut off across the waist.

The broken limb is broken and the head is tumbled.

Screaming sorrow is like a purgatory in the world.

Song Lang’s goal is that the white feather general, the princess of the Peacock Dynasty, won a thousand degrees.

In his heart, he hated this woman who had arbitrarily fought without a word. For his own good and evil, he did not care about the dangers of the dispute between the two countries and the safety of the billions of nationals, so he was never merciless when he took the shot.

The body vacated and the long sword in his hand burst into a blue glow.

The wind is raging!

The long sword is like the wind, the fall of a sword and another sword.

嚓——

嚓——

嚓——

In the blink of an eye, thirty-two swords were drawn.

Light and shadow, swords and spirits.

The general white feathers who remained in the impact posture above the horse were completely covered by the sword, and it seemed to be smashed into pieces by the green shadow.

General Bai Yu was unmoved.

Ming knows that there are countless swords and shadows on the top of the head, and still rushed to the horse, and a sword flew two heads of the Kirin army teenager who first contacted him.

"Hurricane." Song Lang's heart is both excitement and worry.

Exciting is the emotion that every warrior should have when fighting. Whether it is killing or being killed, in the moment of the move, the body can be tightened, the blood is boiling, and the heart hangs in the eyes of the blind.

The worry is that the woman he wants to kill is the thousand-year-old princess of the Peacock Dynasty.

It is said that the current Peacock King has only one baby daughter, as if life. Killing it with a sword, I am afraid that the Peacock King will not refuse to give up. I am afraid that it will be a dead end between the two countries.

Others are afraid of their Song family, the Peacock King is not afraid of their Song family.

Numerous swordsmanship was on the head of General White Feather, and her body was completely wrapped.

boom--

At the same time, a dazzling white light flashed.

When thirty-two swords were about to smash the white feather general into pieces, a transparent mask appeared suddenly around the body of General White Feather.

The reticle was like a glazed hood, covering the generals of White Feather and the horses she had crossed.

Moreover, the greater the force, the greater the rebound of the mask.

Glass mirror!

Thirty-two swords slammed back and forth, whistling toward Song Lang, who was flying quickly toward General Bai Yu, preparing for the second round of attacks.

Song Lang knew that there were countless treasures of the Peacock Dynasty, but did not expect that the Peacock Princess had such a powerful treasure.

This kind of weapon that automatically generates defense when it encounters danger, and can also rebound the enemy's sword, is afraid to be able to directly board the "Palace Spectrum" of China?

Song Lang’s thirty-two swords were thrown out, thinking that even if he couldn’t kill General Bai Yu, he could attack her.

Therefore, without the sword, the white feather general will be seriously injured, and he will already fly with the sword, ready to display the kendo stunt again to kill or capture the general.

The attack is fierce, and the rush is fierce.

These thirty-two swords are more fierce.

Song Jia Duo Ying Jie, and Song Lang can be sent by the Song family to control the Qilin Army, naturally has its extraordinary.

Although the glazed hood that suddenly appeared hit him unprepared, he did not hide, and did not escape.

The long sword in his hand swayed again.

Around the blade, a red flame rushed forward.

Windy sword!

This sword is nothing but the other, just squatting to the front of yourself.

boom--

Those swords that bounced back came into contact with the sword and were immediately dispelled.

The long sword opened a passage for Song Lang, and Song Lang’s body flew directly to the head of General Bai Yu.

Holding the sword in both hands, he slammed into the head of General White Feather.

Windy sword!

boom--

The white brilliance flashes again.

The sword was once again bounced back by the transparent mask, and the Song Lang, who was above the sky, slammed into the past.

嗖——

Song Lang’s body disappeared in the air, and the rebounding sword slammed into the air and disappeared into the invisible.

In an instant, Song Lang went out for more than thirty swords. The general of white feathers is like nothing happened. The long sword flies and cuts the heads of several heavy armies again.

"law--"

General Bai Yu took hold of the horse and handed the battlefield to her ghost dance corps.

Looking up towards the distant sky, Song Lang’s body once again appeared above the sky.

Song Lang looked at General Bai Yu, and there was a feeling of shame.

I spent so much energy and got so many swords, but people did not even have a decent counterattack.

It’s like a mosquito squatting around, she can slap the mosquito to kill her, but she chooses to ignore it and ignores his existence completely.

Song Lang felt that he was the poor mosquito that was ignored.

Song Jiahao, the military's heavyweight, never thought about it, and he would suffer such treatment.

Song Lang stared at General Bai Yu on top of the sky, and General Bai Yu also stared at Song Lang above the sky.

"I heard that the Peacock King is wearing a legendary five-shaped glazed mirror that can defend against the golden wood and fire." He gave this gift to you?"

"What about that?" General Bai Yu said coldly and proudly. It’s like talking about something that is trivial and taken for granted.

"-"

It’s the same sentence, it’s the phrase ‘that’s how’’

Song Lang felt that he had been slap in the face of a slap.

This woman is really hateful.

It’s hateful, it’s quite scary.

Let's not talk about her own strength. It is a headache for this kind of glaze cover that can defend against all kinds of five-shaped attacks.

You can't even break the defense of others, how can you kill people?

Song Lang is quite distressed.

"The Peacock King really loves women as a life, even such a treasure is willing to give people easily." Song Lang said without envy. Although there are a lot of treasures in the Song family, there are so many males in the Song family, and everyone will not be able to score anything. Besides, the roots of the Song family are not as deep as the peacock king. The peacock dynasty continued for tens of thousands of years, and the Song family was not worth mentioning in front of him.

"The father does not need these." General Bai Yu said in a cloudless manner.

Seeing that the three thousand unicorns brought by him were slaughtered, they were chased, and they were divided into pieces by the soldiers of the Ghost Dance Corps wearing the ghost face, and then they were eliminated, and finally they began to collapse.

Song Lang’s heart is bleeding directly. These people are all their own years of hard work and standing. They follow their own achievements, but they are being slaughtered when they encounter more powerful forces.

"Win a thousand degrees -" Song Lang is about to spurt fire, pointing to the head of the white feathers wearing a ghost face, the generals screamed: "Do you know what you are doing? You are provoking the two countries. Dispute - Are you declaring war on the West Wind Empire?"

"Since you think like this -" General Bai Yu’s voice is still cold, like someone pouring water into your head in the ice and snow. "Even if it is."

"-"