Chapter 157 Dragon Tribe 2

At this time, alligator warriors everywhere had already killed a bloody road in the flying tiger array and rushed up the hill. The scene was in a mess. The crocodile and the flying tiger no longer stopped the command of the soldiers. They bit each other and killed each other. The crocodile was slightly shorter, and the four legs of the flying tiger would click and break. The flying tiger took advantage of its height to rush on the back of the crocodile dragon and bit it crazily. With a huge mouth, it could even bite off the jaw of the crocodile dragon. On the battlefield, flesh and blood flew, the tiger roared, the crocodile hiss, and the screams of soldiers filled the whole wasteland. The rainstorm washed away the blood, and the grass was red.

Shaoqiu, Rong Ye and Gan Tang had already come out of the vine ball. Looking at the battlefield at the foot of the mountain like a purgatory on earth, they were stunned. Although there were only 1,300 people fighting, the life-and-death struggle between the top fierce beasts in the wilderness was so tragic, which was really shocking.

"Who is Shaoqiu?" Suddenly, an crocodile jumped up the hill and lay on a rock. On its back was a white-bearded old man with black armor, bathed in blood and shouted loudly.

Shaoqiu nodded: "I am Shaoqiu."

"Come on! Take two alligators and let them ride!" The old man ignored him and turned his head and shouted.

Soon, a crocodile warrior rushed over with two crocodile dragons, and hundreds of crocodile warriors guarded around. The old man pointed to Shaoqiu and Rongye and said, "Get on, I'll protect you back to the Dragon City! When you go back to Longcheng, you will be safe and sound!"

Shaoqiu carried Gantang on his back and rode the crocodile dragon with Rong Ye. The crocodile dragon still has reins on its neck. Although the scales on its back are rough and uneven, it is quite wide and comfortable to ride on. It was the first time that Gan Tang rode such a horrible beast. He felt strange, but the Rong Hushi was very dissatisfied and shouted, "Wu old man, why don't you give me a crocodile dragon?"

The old man glanced at him and said coldly, "You are so physique that the crocodile can't afford to hold you at all. You'd better follow us and rush out!"

The morale of the tiger is so powerful that it smokes.

"Wow--" The old man suddenly took out a horn from his arms and blew it. As soon as the horn sounded, the battlefield suddenly boiled. Countless crocodiles gathered here. In an instant, two or three hundred crocodiles gathered into a piece of black pressure. The scales and armor flashed, which was amazingly murderous.

"Break the array!" The old man roared, and hundreds of crocodile dragons, driven by the warriors, rushed down like a tide and rushed straight towards the Flying Tiger Warrior.

Although the impact formed by these hundreds of crocodile dragons is not as strong as the war rhinoceros of the Jintian tribe and the one-horned dragons of the Huangyi tribe, they are still more fierce and fierce. It is really easy to fight against tigers and leopards. The crocodile's three-foot-long giant mouth, a thick tail more than ten feet long, and four thick claws were full of weapons. It tore a gap in the flying tiger array and broke through the array.

After the crowd came out of the siege, leaving fifty crocodile dragons to break, they did not look back and ran straight to the southwest.

Shaoqiu glanced around. Just in and out of the flying tiger array, 300 crocodile dragons were killed and injured more than 150. Some of the soldiers on the back of the crocodile dragon had already been killed in the flying tiger array, and the crocodile dragon that lost its owner ran wildly with the brigade. It is estimated that the losses of the Flying Tiger Warriors are no less than hundreds, and the battlefield is full of tiger corpses and the corpses of soldiers.

The crocodile dragon far beat the flying tiger in the close battle, but it was not as flexible as the flying tiger in the long-distance chase. Xiong Bizi saw that the fat meat of his mouth was snatched away. He was furious and led the flying tiger warrior to chase him fiercely. Under the attack of nearly a thousand flying tigers, the fifty crocodile dragons were wiped out after only supporting a cup of tea.

"There are still 30 miles to get to the Dragon City," the old man looked at the rolling hills in front of him and frowned, "This big man, after you and I break together, no matter what the cost, let the golden bloodline enter the City!"

Rong Hushi was very dissatisfied: "Why is it me every time? Just because I'm huge?"

Rong Ye snorted, and Rong Hu Shi didn't say anything. The old man turned his head and said, "Stem, you protect the blood of the gold and return to the city. If I can't come back, you will inherit the throne of Dragon King!"

"Dad, why do you have to do this!" Suddenly, a crisp girl's voice sounded among the crocodile warriors covered in black armor, "Let your daughter break the back!"

"Shut up!" The old man shouted, "As long as you bring the good man of my dragon tribe back to the dragon city and preserve the bloodline of my tribe, it will be a great achievement! Let's go!"

The girl suddenly shed tears in her big eyes outside her head. She gritted her teeth and whipped her fiercely on the back of the crocodile dragon riding by Shaoqiu. The crocodile screamed, suddenly jumped up and ran wildly. Shaoqiu turned around and shouted, "How dare you call me..."

The crocodile dragon was too fast. Without saying anything, it had already run far away. In the distance, the old man laughed loudly: "I'm Longjun Dong Xiong!"

"Dad, take care!" The girl Dong stem gritted her teeth to say goodbye to her father, and led the crocodile warrior to follow Shaoqiu Juechen. But there are still more than 20 crocodile warriors who strangled the crocodile and stood still.

"Why don't you leave?" Mr. Long said angrily.

"I'm willing to fight with you to the end!" The crocodile warriors roared.

Qi Longjun was stunned, stared at the flying tiger warriors who swept in, and suddenly laughed: "Good man! Fight to the end for the dragon tribe!"

Rong Hushi looked at this group of people. He was so lofty and ambitious as hostile to the enemy, as if he had experienced it a long time ago. Unfortunately, his blood had already been cold in the struggle of the hook and heart. Yanggu, he can't go back. At this moment, the iron man, Rong Hushi, suddenly felt like he wanted to cry.