"Damn, who is so blind, dares..."

Dong Ling was cursing, and suddenly felt something was wrong!

He raised his head and saw a piece of armor!

Huang Feilong was even more vigilant.

Swish!

The Prince of Nanling drew his sword in an instant!

The Nanling generals behind him also drew out their weapons.

"Who are you!" Huang Feilong stood up, his face a little ugly.

This man in golden armor could appear in front of them quietly!

You know, there is a group of warriors behind Huang Feilong!

Obviously, none of these people noticed it.

But the man didn't speak.

Eyes are looking ahead.

"Brother, my hat." Dong Ling tentatively pulled it, but didn't pull it out.

He looked at it carefully.

I found that the armor of the man in front of me was of great value!

And it's strong!

There is also a long knife around her waist!

Although the long sword has not been unsheathed, Dongling can feel the murderous intent inside.

"Damn it! I'm hitting a ghost!" Huang Feilong didn't dare to be careless at all.

The Nanling warrior quickly surrounded him, with a little fear in his eyes.

It's like facing a great enemy!

Too strong!

Just when the man goes to this stop, he has an invisible aura!

Suffocating!

Dong Ling finally reluctantly gave up the cap and asked carefully: "Wolf Rider?"

After saying this.

The man finally responded.

"stop!"

He raised his hand.

"What?" Dongling was confused.

But when he turned around, his farts were scared.

I saw not far away!

More than a dozen bows were aimed at them!

"Who?" Sun Zhentian looked at Dongling with his hands behind his back.

There are no scars on his face and no one-eyed eyes.

Even, there is a bit of scholarly elegance.

But it's terrifying!

fear!

Killing intentions require human lives to be stacked together.

Sun Zhentian could no longer remember how much blood was stained on his hands.

In just the battle of Ivory Bay, he killed 30,000 enemies!

One person killed 30,000 soldiers from the North Sea!

"I am...I am the Holy Lord..."

Dong Ling wanted to say that she was a friend of the Holy Lord, but halfway through her words, she was so powerful that she was a little speechless by the momentum of Sun Zhentian.

Huang Feilong opened his mouth even widened!

I was stunned!

Good guy!

When he was at the door of the Leng family in Kunlun, Dongling said that he was the Holy Lord and Huang Feilong didn’t believe it at all!

Now facing the fierce enemy, Brother Health dares to say that?

"Oh, I understand." Sun Zhentian waved his hand, and the archers immediately put away their bows.

This scene confused Huang Feilong!

Could it be that this kid is really the Holy Lord?

It's unlikely!

What is the virtue of the Holy Lord?

Will Luo Shuyan fall in love with such a man?

But soon, he understood.

Pretending!

It must be just like myself, in disguise.

"Holy Lord, you have deceived me so miserable!"

Huang Feilong pushed away the guard in front of him and walked behind Dongling.

Maybe it’s because I’m familiar with each other these days, or maybe it’s because everyone has visited the fireworks and willow alleys together.

Or maybe the two of them were jailed together?

Huang Feilong was a little relaxed when facing the Holy Lord.

This claim scared Dongling.

Can't afford it!

At the same time, he was also secretly curious about how this man in front of him reacted like this?

What he didn't know was that Li Shier and Sun Zhentian had talked about Dongling.

After all, Dongling is now mingling with Huang Feilong.

Avoid accidental injury.

This baseball cap is the logo.

There are not many people in the world who love to wear green baseball caps.

And below!

Seeing Luo Shuyan wanting to burn himself, the people from the Undead Legion couldn't help laughing and said, "Emperor, don't waste your energy! Brothers, kill the emperor, reward them with great rewards!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of black-clad cavalry rushed up immediately!

Waving the long sword, shouting non-stop!

"Team one, kill with me!"

Zhan Xiaoyi brought his gun to fight!

More than a hundred cavalrymen appeared in the imperial ranks instantly, facing the black-clad cavalry!

clang!

Zhan Xiaoyi's spear is like a dragon, and he took a picture in the air!

He directly slapped a man's sword and knocked the black-clad cavalry off his horse!

The tip of the gun was so cool that it was penetrated!

And the imperial cavalry who were facing the enemy were also elite!

A wave of charge!

More than thirty people died opposite.

The imperial vein was seriously damaged, with only twenty people left.

In just one fight, nearly a hundred people were lost!
To be continued...