Chapter 573: Battle of Langcheng (2/2)
The grandeur's momentum spread out. A sturdy middle-aged man rushed into the enemy group with a large knife, waving the sword, splashing blood, and taking the lives of everyone.
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In just two years, the development speed of Jiangmen has been amazing.
And accommodate a lot of powerful tyrants.
The door was fully attacked, but it was also very powerful.
Of course, even so, it is still difficult to stop the tripartite forces.
Soon, the three parties had already attacked under the gate.
”Hey, you forces, you can occupy all of them in half a day.”
”A monster army, break the city.”
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”Roar!”
”Oh!”
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The beast team that came from the beast to control the beast showed the strongest force.
The fierce tiger and wolf screamed like a raging raging sea, slamming the door into an army.
Then, dozens of giant eagles traversed the sky, rising against the wind, gliding like an arrow, and rushing towards Langcheng.
Seeing that the city gates were about to be broken, the trilateral forces were complacent.
But at this moment, an extremely powerful momentum suddenly burst out from Langcheng.
”Nine Soul Dragon Seals!”
”Roar……”
Together with the terrifying roaring sound of a beast, a shadow of Baizhang Dragon covered with white flames rose into the sky with a breaking momentum.
The heavens and the earth were suddenly darkened a bit, and the wind was angry.
The fierce dragon shadow rolled up the terrible flames and smashed into the giant eagle group.
”boom……”
Everywhere, wherever the white dragon shadow went, every giant eagle and the people on its back turned into ashes. The monstrous scorching heat spreads in all directions, and for a time, screams and sorrows ...
The hearts of the three parties were shocked.
A faint aftershock flew over, and then there was a heroic young man standing above the city wall.
”Long Qingyang is here. Who would dare to commit me?”
The clothes move with the wind, and the long hair dances with the wind.
Long Qingyang looked coldly at the enemies in front of him, unyielding and proud.
”Hey, welcome to the leader of Qingyang.” A weird laughter came, and a svelte old man rushed to Long Qingyang.
At the same time, several other strong breaths also rushed towards each other.
”Hey, Chief Qingyang, you finally gave up.”
”Long waiting.”
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In the face of this dangerous figure, Long Qingyang has no fear, and only has a high war intention. With two fists, the surging Zhenyuan surged out immediately.
The melee continues.
The situation on all sides is particularly difficult for the goalkeeper.
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At this moment, a dozen miles away from Langcheng, a place called ”Yi Shuicheng”.
Yishui City has a magnificent and magnificent shore, with mountain views and water colors.
On both sides of the tall tower are two observation towers. Towers are especially spectacular.
On the tower, there are dozens of cold-hearted figures.
All of them were wearing light armor and wearing a mask on their faces. The masks have different designs, including silver, gold, and ghost masks ...
This is the sign of the Royal Dark Forces of the Holy Star dynasty.
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”Hahahaha, Langcheng will break without any tea!”
Loud laughter came from the central area of the wall.
I saw that there was a spacious stone table, with four people sitting around it.
The four men exchanged cups while changing their cups, while sitting in the mountains and the sea, watching the distant Langcheng melee.
”Oh, I really would like to thank the three for their help to win the rebels of my celestial dynasty so quickly.”
Talking was a middle-aged man wearing a black python robe.
This man has a jade crown, his eyes are enchanted, and his hands and feet show an innate temperament of the royal family.
It is not someone else, it is the ‘King Ming’ of the Holy Star dynasty.
Huang Fu was pardoned here, and the other three were the owners of the green willow village. Cast Sword City Lord, Pei Xiao. And the lord of the beast, Dong Guohong ...
”A trivial goalkeeper actually asked our three forces to make a move, and they were considered dead.”
The opening is the owner of the green willow village, the sea is not arrogant.
An old man wearing an emerald robe.
”Yes, such a trivial matter, we can do it for anyone. When we get together, we can think of Long Qingyang's little ghost too.”
Pei Xiao, Lord of the Forged Sword City, followed.
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Huang Fuyuan laughed and said nothing, but in his heart he was scolding. These three old guys got cheap and sold well. If it wasn't for the fear of the fog wind dynasty to get involved in it, why should they spend so much effort to win the tripartite forces.
After all, these old guys in Fengyinyu are old foxes who are easy to see.
If Huang Fuyuan only asked for help from one family, the Wufeng Dynasty might find another two to intervene in the matter.
Therefore, Huang Fuyuan pardoned him once and for all, and met the three parties at one time so that they all stood on their side.
Although the cost of this is relatively large, it is also called the Wufeng Dynasty.
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”By the way ~ ~ Three, Long Qingyang, the king is going to live.” Huang Fuyuan laughed silently.
”Oh?” Hai Bu asked in amazement slightly. ”Why is this? Isn't it a hundred kills?”
”I don't know ... this dragon Qingyang is a recidivism of my sacred star dynasty, and I need to take him back to the imperial city to be sent by the emperor.”
”So it is.”
A few people smiled, but said nothing more.
Of course, at this moment, a mighty and powerful turbulence was swept away, and everyone on the wall of Yishui was shocked.
”Long Qingyang must be alive, and you are afraid to die ...”
The indifferent voice passed into everyone's ears, and the winds were stacked, and I saw the top of the tower attic on the left of the city wall, and there were more than a dozen wind and dust servants ...
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