Chapter 13 Dragon Emperor! Ao!

At the same time, it gradually entered the main mansion of Black Dragon City at dusk. Ma Xiaochao and others were surrounded by a large group of soldiers dressed in small leaf armor and holding lancet. On the bed of the city owner's mansion, a body that had not yet become cold was staring with wide eyes, showing an incredible expression. Next to the body, a beautiful young man was holding a bloody dagger and looking at the soldiers who rushed in without orange.

"You! You actually killed the lord of the city!" Those soldiers pointed their weapons at the key point of Ma Xiaochao. As long as Ma Xiaochao makes any rash moves, they will immediately launch an attack.

"I killed him. Because he deserves to die!" Ma Xiaochao's eyes were blood-red, full of a frightening anger.

"Brothers, they must be spies sent by the heavenly clan. I'll inform Lord Dragon Emperor that you surround them first and don't do it easily! Once they want to escape, let's go together!" One of them reacted quickly and the first left.

Ma Xiaochao looked at the departing soldier with admiration. This boy was a talent. It seems that the Dragon Empire is really a Tibetan dragon and crouching tiger. As for the soldiers who are still surrounding themselves, hum, they are all fools.

"You are such a few people who want to stop me? You are all dragons, aren't you? Ma Xiaochao's bloody pupils can no longer see any black, looking like a demon who wants to choose someone to eat.

"We are from the dragon clan! In order to protect our Dragon Empire, of course, I won't let you leave here!" One of the soldiers answered neither humble nor arrogantly, "Even if you are strong, we will not take a step back." Because this is our duty and our loyalty!"

Ma Xiaochao looked at the soldier in front of him in surprise. How could a small soldier come out of the Dragon Empire? How can other empires compete with the Dragon Empire? Think about human beings, killing each other endlessly, and easily start a war for the sake of profit. The creatures are devastated, and the blood flows into a river, but they still sing and dance, and there is no shame.

"It's pathetic. Although your duty will make you die. But I still appreciate you very much. Just leave a whole body for you." Ma Xiaochao glanced at the people behind him and said, "Don't do it later. I'm going to kill you today!"

Wu Zhenghu wanted to dissuade Ma Xiaochao, but he resisted it. He knew that he had torn his face with the dragon clan. Then either you die or I live. Even if there is a big killing here, it is very normal.

Ma Xiaochao tried to summon the Jiuyou Emperor Scorpion in his body to communicate through spiritual power. He knew that if he used the forbidden spell, he would inevitably hurt himself. If you don't use the forbidden spell through the Nine Ghost Scorpion to make yourself less violent, I'm afraid you won't end up well.

"Kid, do you have something to do with me?" The voice and attitude of the nine ghosts scorpion are more arrogant than before, as if their strength is much stronger than before.

"Jiuyou, I want to help you. How can I not hurt myself with a forbidden spell? Ma Xiaochao was not dissatisfied with Jiuyou's tone. Jiuyou's attitude proved that Jiuyou was more dependent on himself.

"It's easy to do. Just open the forbidden spell!" The nine ghosts and scorpions said lightly.

Separation? Six kinds of magic are open? At the same time?" Ma Xiaochao suddenly thought of Dali Duan's six-vein sword.

"Ky, don't tell me you won't! You have performed silent casting, extreme second casting, and overlapping casting before! The magic you used before is much more complicated than your six-series magic sword. Jiuyou teased.

"Six series of magic, sword..." Ma Xiaochao is a little speechless. It seems that this principle is similar to the six-vein sword. Through the six meridians in the body, the true qi is gathered together in the fingers, and released out like sword spirit. Ma Xiaochao also gathers magic elements through six meridians and sends them from his fingers.

"It seems that this method is good." Ma Xiaochao sneered and said, "Since you are all dragons, I don't need to talk nonsense with you anymore!" Six-yuan magic sword!" Ma Xiaochao named after the six-vein sword.

Suddenly, the dragon soldiers saw Ma Xiaochao's raised fingers suddenly shoot a fiery red light blade, which instantly fell into a soldier's eyes, making the soldier's eyes suddenly turn black.

All the soldiers were stunned. It was a magic they had never seen before. Magic is not as easy to release as fighting spirit! And Ma Xiaochao did it so easily. This made the dragon soldiers feel a burst of fear.

"Anyone of the dragon clan will die!" Ma Xiaochao is completely desperate for the dragon clan this time. The dragon clan has brought him too much shame. All this will cost the dragon clan to bleed!

The six-yuan magic sword is very simple, which is to release the magic element sword through the meridians. It is also a miniature version of the most basic six group attack magics: light sword chopping, fire meteor, lightning chain, ice storm, ground thrust and shadow killing. This is not what Ma Xiaochao did on purpose, but when he used the six-yuan magic sword, his six fingers automatically launched an attack similar to these six magic shapes.

No finger can use a group to attack magic. Although it is not powerful, it is completely enough for these weak soldiers. Ma Xiaochao's six-yuan magic sword kept sending out, with a short interval. Six different group attack magic made these dragon soldiers miserable. No one could even get close to Ma Xiaochao's body and had all fallen down.

When Ma Xiaochao finished killing these soldiers, he suddenly felt an unparalleled cold in his body and suddenly shivered a few times. Why was he so cruel that he killed so many people without blinking his eyes?

The look in Ma Xiaochao's eyes faded, and the attack method of this six-yuan magic sword will not make him feel any discomfort. Perhaps this six-yuan magic sword will be his biggest rely on in the future.

"Bang!"

After a muffled sound with countless flying iron crumbs fell to the ground, an unclear tall figure slowly walked in and said in a majestic voice, "It's a little interesting that it killed hundreds of people in such a short time."

"Who are you?" Ma Xiaochao saw the man in front of him. He had a Chinese face, protruding cheekbones, wide jaws, full forehead, purple and gold crowns, swallowing cloud armor, big red silk ribbons around his waist, and glazed rich boots. The wide sleeve robe in the lock armor is windless, and the whole body is full of invincible domineering.

A faint voice responded to Ma Xiaochao.

"Dragon Emperor! Aevil!"