Chapter 460 Dragon Head

"'Mobei Flying Dragon' Sun Changge?" Zhao Yin muttered once, with a strange look in his eyes and said, "Is the woman you are looking for surnamed Lu?"

Surname Lu? How could he know Xiaoxiang's name?

Qin Yan frowned and replied, "That's right. The surname is Lu. There are also a few..."

The big man didn't wait for him to finish laughing: "That little girl didn't know the depth of the world and was arrogant, which angered my brothers. She had been divided under his command and ate it cleanly! Boy, if you come to look for her, you will run for nothing!" After saying that, before Qin Yan scolded, he raised his four-stard iron maze to hit Qin Yan.

Qin Yan raised his sword to fight, and he was puzzled: Sister Xiaoxiang is not an arrogant person. Could he say that it was Gong Yunxiu? But how long has it been separated? I'm afraid Gong Yunxiu won't be caught so easily!

The two fought a lily, and the man with a big man gradually became timid and took time to walk out. Qin Yan didn't catch up and planned to go around far away before calculating.

He chose the opposite direction from Zhao Yin, but he didn't go far, and his face suddenly changed - he heard the sound of countless sharp arrows cutting through the air, pouring in from all directions and surrounding the whole jungle. I looked up, but I saw the orange firelight rising all over the sky, and then roaring down and shooting into the jungle, which immediately ignited the lush branches and leaves. At night, the west wind was sudden, and the blue tongue of fire spewed out from the periphery and spread rapidly in the wind, quickly swallowing large areas of trees. In a blink of an eye, the firelight has involved half of the jungle, and the flame waves rising to the sky make a beeping sound, making the night sky red.

Qin Yanyun made Han blood protect his body and rushed out of the sea of fire and stepped on the surrounding land, but he couldn't help taking a breath of cold air.

But he saw that the outside was surrounded by dense soldiers, with strong bows and strong crossbows surrounding the front and cold, and the sharp blade was shaking red light under the firelight, just waiting to grind his teeth and suck blood.

As soon as he appeared, he saw the overwhelming arrows coming, as if dark clouds were pressing, and the moonlight of the sky darkened for a moment.

Wave after wave of arrow rain occupied his whole vision without missing a trace of space. He held his sword in his hand and waved a large sword wave. After rushing out a few steps, he found that he was invincible. After all, a sword could not take care of it. He had been shot several times on his body. Fortunately, his golden body was hard and not injured, but he was also stabbed painfully. He had to retreat and avoid the edge for the time being.

He returned to the sea of fire and was secretly anxious. Although the flame is far from the flame hell and can't do any damage to him, when the fire burns the woods, the land will be unobstructed. At that time, ten thousand arrows will be fired. I really don't know how miserable it will die.

A careless man fell to such a point! He was so angry that he couldn't help shouting and scolding: "Zhao Yin! You are a dareless person. If you can't beat your Grandpa, you can only play this kind of trick! Do you still have the face to live?"

The sound was stimulated by his true anger and spread far away from the sea of fire. Unfortunately, except for the crackling sound of flames, there was only a roaring cold wind around, and there was no echo.

"Zhao Yin! How dare you be a general with a coward like you? What about your usual courage to show off your power? Pooh! A dog that bullies the soft and afraid of the hard!"

Outside the sea of fire, the big man stood in front of the array with a mace, listened to a loud shout of scolding inside, felt the strange eyes of the generals behind him, and his old face couldn't help but be a little hot.

The army believes in force, and the strong are respected. If the main general of a army is defeated after fighting with the enemy, his prestige may be greatly reduced.

Zhao Yin now regrets and scolded himself for being trouble. He shouldn't have fought in person just now. It's enough to call an official to attract the boy's attention. However, that boy is superior in force. If it were someone else, he may not be able to contain him, alas!

By the way, how can that boy come from such a terrible cultivation at such a young age...

"Zhao Yin! You are a seedless person, don't you even dare to say a word? Grandpa scolds your parents now. Do you dare to answer this? You might as well take off your trousers and show your subordinates whether you have that or not..."

The man's face was pale, the blue veins on his forehead were exposed, and his eyes almost spewed fire. He clenched the four-iron mace in his hand and couldn't wait to rush in immediately to beat out the boy's brain.

But at this time, the air shook, and a fierce breath rose from the distance, releasing its power wantonly towards the world, as if an ancient beast was waking up.

Unlike the pressure formed by the outbreak of Zhenqi of ordinary generals on the battlefield, this huge momentum directly oppresses everyone's heart, gloomy and indifferent, shocking. Whether it is a general or a soldier, everyone is pulled in a certain direction by invisible forces.

All the voices are silent.

Qin Yan, who was deep in the sea of fire, heard a silent roar from afar, instinctively sensed that danger was coming, and immediately silenced.

Two moments later, he saw that the burning flame in front of him was suddenly overwhelmed by a cold current, and the tongue of fire dozens of meters high quickly faded and crumbling in the cold wind. Countless ghosts gushed out after the vague and gloomy firelight, and various frightened and distorted expressions emerged. They gathered into a cold wind like crying and slowly moved forward.

The flame is divided into two, revealing the figure of the beast. It was a knight wearing a green robe and soap armor, riding on a tall jujube red horse, holding a square halberd in his hand, standing proudly on the charred jungle ruins, looking down at Qin Yan indifferently. As far as the sight was, the flames were impacted by an invisible force and extinguished one after another. Qin Yan looked at him, and there was a chill all over his body. He couldn't help taking a step back.

Stepping on the sea god, Fang Tian painted a halberd.

Qin Yan immediately knew that this figure like the arrival of gods and demons was the legendary dragon head of Juyizhuang!

"Why don't you continue to scold?" The dragon's throat made a metal trill, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the curvature was cold and sarcastic.

Qin Yan did not answer and watched the dragon drive his horse forward, and raised the long sword in his hand.

The two eyes have been intertwined for a long time. After such a close distance, Qin Yan did not feel the murderous spirit on the other party. Long Shou's eyes were only empty and indifferent, but the endless coldness revealed from it almost froze the hearts of all the voyeurs.

After a long time, Qin Yan said, "Are you the dragon head?"

"Ask knowingly!" The dragon head waved the square sky painting halberd, and the tip of the halberd pointed straight to Qin Yan's heart, and Qin Yan's eyelids suddenly jumped.

Longshou's cold metal-like voice sounded slowly: "I give you two choices, to return to this seat, or die under this seat."

"Ha ha, ha ha..." Qin Yan sneered, "You are really arrogant! Do you really regard yourself as a fairy? What I don't like most is people like you! I heard that your martial arts skills are unparalleled in the world. Come and play two tricks for me!"