Chapter 297

The sad song of the green bird and the green dragon resounded through the whole field, making everyone stand up. The dragon which is penetrated by the blade of the God of war will also be seriously injured.

The green dragon roared angrily to Su's late Qing Dynasty. Before he could get close to Su's late Qing Dynasty, Feilong rushed directly. Because he lost his mind, Qinglong, who was more dominant in the air than Feilong, was hurt by Feilong's claws. The roaring fire swept across a large area of Qinglong's scales. He only saw that the extreme fire was burning from head to tail.

For a moment, the scream of Qinglong was quickly crushed on the ground under the eyes of the public. In just ten seconds, he was trampled on the ground. He only saw a deep pit directly stepped into the bottom. With Feilong pressing Qinglong on the ground, he could not move at all. Su Wanqing, who had not been dominant, stood up with a cold face and a negative hand, just like the king of the game.

Only the blood in her chest is enough to prove that she just walked a dangerous chess.

Zuozhen's heartache deeply stabs Suya's heart. She looks at Su Wanqing who is standing in such a negative position. She can't say what she feels. She hates and envies him. If she were her, she would not be able to do it. At this moment, she clearly knows what's the difference between her and Su Wanqing?

She is not reconciled, not reconciled to their own so lost, so, in the final field, she wants to win, and to win beautiful, must be su Wanqing trampled on the feet, never turn over.

Su Wanqing stood upright on the ground, gasping for breath, in front of the green bird with an unconvinced face, with a wild smile on the corner of his mouth: "what? You're shrinking

Su's words in the late Qing Dynasty are not like humiliating each other, but encouraging each other.

Zuozhen's mouth showed a wry smile and said: "the old problems have not been changed, and they are still so nosy."

Suya's eyes are dim, and Zuo Hui beside him slowly recovers from the shock. He looks at Su Wanqing on the court and thinks deeply. This girl has given him too many accidents, which make him a little unprepared. He can even foresee whether Shengyu dragon riding can really fight when it collides with a team like Heiyan Dragon riding.

Dragon riding in holy land is like a pack of scattered sand. If it's not for the cultivation of holy level, I'm afraid they will lose this time. Heiyan is really surprising this time.

It's a pity that Heiyan dragon riding is not Heiyan royal family. He frowns slightly. It's not hard to imagine that he doesn't want to change the unknown things, such as the marriage of Wu ya, the prophet of the southern underworld. Is it true that the southern underworld and Heiyan dragon riding are too close, or he even burned the hotel last time because he was afraid that they would form an alliance.

However, he still couldn't stop Nanming from making a good alliance with Heiyan, which made him very upset all the time. It was too far from what he imagined. Fortunately, the emperor began to be unable to sit down, and constantly sent people out to look for opportunities for the left family.

His mouth slightly a hook, the bottom of his heart is very happy.

Qingniao faintly only feels his eardrum roaring, intermittently hears Su's words in the late Qing Dynasty, flinches?

He only felt that his stomach and abdomen were infected by blood stains, and the wound was hot and painful. He had not tried this kind of pain for many years. He only felt that his body did not belong to him, and he had never felt so painful when he was injured in the battlefield.

Su Wanqing's cold eyes look at Bluebird, motionless, the game continues, Bluebird's body is trembling, he knows that as long as he falls down, he can save himself, for a game is not worth so much.

But, I don't know why, he stood up so tremblingly, his eyes looked at Su Wanqing, the eyes were clear and arrogant, she just stood in front of her, even if her chest was full of blood, standing straight like a soldier.

"Who said I would shrink back?" Qingniao's voice was cold and clear, his whole body was trembling, and his eyes firmly looked at Su Wanqing, showing a smile.

All the students of Jin Yan stood up excitedly. In the hot day, they only felt numb on their scalp. Looking at the body that made him familiar and great, they stood up again, dispelling all his worries and making him laugh uncontrollably.

"Captain, we must win!"

"Captain, we must win!"

The cheering sound from Jin Yan is louder and louder than before. He slowly turns his head and looks at the war zone. He looks excited, excited and worried. He looks at his teammates. At that moment, his mood is hard to compare with excitement and boiling blood.

His mouth a hook, for the first time feel, sometimes, without looking back will also let himself with the people around so happy.

"Hi! Green bird. "

As soon as Su Wanqing's mouth turned, he carried his Epee on his shoulder and said to Bluebird with a grin: "Bluebird, I'm here."

As soon as the sentence fell, it flashed, and even for a moment, a fire shadow rushed to the green bird who just stood up and trembled slightly. Just when everyone thought that the green bird was no longer good, when the dust cleared away, he saw only cold stones under the blade of Su Wanqing.

Qingniao stands on one side with the heavy blade in his hand. He looks at Su Wanqing and says, "let's have a good fight."

"That's what I want, Fat Dragon. Watch your prey."

Su Wan takes a look at Feilong. Feilong is sitting on the ground, next to Qingniao's fighting dragon clan. Qinglong is obviously not as bright as it was at the moment, with a large area of burned wounds lying on the ground dying. If Feilong takes part in the battle, then Qingniao is unlikely to win. But if Su Wanqing doesn't let Feilong take part in the battle, then this competition will be very successful, It's still up in the air who wins or loses.

However, at the moment, everyone in the arena held their breath, and even felt that they were more nervous than the dragoons fighting underground. Although the world of dragoons is not absolutely fair, the absolutely fair and just competition still reflects the spirit of dragoons.

Still can let people see blood boiling, people can't stop to see.

"Fire dragon field, explosion!"

Su's late Qing Dynasty was like a phoenix taking off, burning with flames all over his body, rising rapidly like a gorgeous fireworks, his Epee in his hand quickly began to make a sound, and he made a low altitude dive directly towards the bluebird.

The green bird's face showed a wry smile. Suddenly, he was wrapped by water elements. With the wind going up against the current, the energy gathering light on his chest quickly gathered layer after layer of water runes, which turned into small water needles. It quickly stabbed Su's late Qing Dynasty, like a fine and continuous drizzle.

"Water dragon's chant, Chiba!"