The Crimson Dragon - Chapter 173

Claudius figured out the guy, but he always put the typewriter on his back. The guy spit out a sigh of relief and looked at the white mist in the air and said: "This is a ghostly weather, **** negative energy territory! I knew that there was no good thing. This broken moon was so rounded that it reminded me of some very bad slag! It has been said for at least a few years?" This red dragon has almost remembered how this is going back. Things, his intelligence is much higher than the average person, even if it is not as smart as the spell research dragon, but the memory is still very good, he certainly remembers the white pig who got the three stupid giants in that breath... ...

"Pale hunter... is also one of the best in the fine creatures, and there is that **** racial habit. Watermark advertising test watermark advertising test" Claudius certainly remembered the ability of this race, say In the general Dragon heritage, there is no strongman like the legend of Lesa Fine and the pale hunter - because you rarely encounter such metamorphosis in the main material world, but Claudius has powerful subordinates. Minerva's favorite thing is to collect all kinds of news, and the mega-private library can prove it. Claudius saw the information about the pale hunter in this library, and he was very clear about the power of this high-minded man. Watermark advertising test watermark advertising test This guy is not as agile as Lesotho, but it is not a creature that ordinary cologne can fight, but Claudius is not a bird, just feels very annoyed - "This goods are so Come, I don’t have all the camouflage in front of Laozi!”

After all, Claudius waited for the opponent. The red dragon stopped in the cold mist at the moment he thought of it, letting the tiny ice crystals accumulate in his wool coat into silver reflection. . There was a hoof in the fog, and the crisp hooves quickly approached Claudius. The Red Dragon was not so patiently waiting for the pale guy to appear. He directly lifted the typewriter in his hand and pulled the trigger against the hoof.

The magic of the dragon rushed into the gun from the trigger, and then the magical array that broke out pushed the bullets out of the muzzle. Claudius swept a half arc in front of him, but all this was just to let The rhythm of the hooves is a little messy. In the fog, a white horse was knocked out, and the magic surged on it. The horse swayed swayingly and swaying, and it was quite spared to avoid the oncoming bullets, but as the distance approached, it was obvious that The horse's movements are not fast enough. The white guy at the end was the one that Claudius saw at the beginning. The red dragon said that the face at that time was not remembered at all, but it should be no doubt that this guy should be. The watermark advertisement tests the watermark advertisement test and the pale hunter opened one bullet after another with the sword in his hand to help his horse escape the typewriter shooting.

"I see the strength of this guy is enough to withstand the power of the bullet, and that the sword has enough strength... +6 long sword, put it in the material world is a half artifact." Diaus looked at his own sweeping and had little effect. It should be said that the pale hunter is a creature that is strong enough to ignore Claudius's guns, and it is also a new proof that the guns are only weapons of the mixed soldiers. Claudius sighed, then he threw the Chicago typewriter to the ground, and took out a small sword from the belt, and quickly recovered into a half-handed sword at the moment of leaving the belt.

The pale hunter's horse speed is very fast. When Claudius has just drawn out the long sword, the pale hunter has been cut down by the sword. Claudius retired, relying on the fine gold sword in his hand, he barely blocked the blow. The discount after the formation of human beings is too great, and Claudius is now a waste of value 18 that almost touches the legendary edge, far worse than the pale hunter. It seems that the pale hunter was a little surprised at the first missed hand. The guy shook his head slightly and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the one he had just hit – he did just hit it casually, and did not force, but the world Most of the prey that he saw was worthy of such a blow..... It seems that this white guy seems to have raised his interest. He turned the horse’s head and started to carelessly push the horse again. The sword was hung on one side of the horse and it looked like it was ready to pick it up at the right distance - this pale hunter still looked down on Claudius, and he didn't want to use horsepower to add his strength.

Claudius really has no way. When there is a decisive gap between strength and agility, the fighting skills are actually useless. At the moment, even if he took a half-sword that was enough to fight against the pale hunter, he couldn’t stand it for an hour or simply kill him. This guy let him roll back to his night country, so he couldn’t help Claudio. Sis decided to give up the human form, "It’s a **** thing! It’s an adventure adventure! It’s now a strong attack! I don’t know the whole world like this! Let’s make this **** look good today!” Red Dragon touched himself The mark on the clothes - this is the most expensive enchantment, self-repair... Claudius, who is already in a bad mood, will never let the pale hunter like the silly fork look good.

The white warrior driving the white war horse was quite leisurely at first. He looked at the prey in front of him and was thinking about which direction to start with, and took the soul of the guy. At this time, he saw the prey that left his hand and made him feel a little bit of trouble. "Stop! Desperate? But this has no effect." Although the pale hunter is silent most of the time. No words, but he does not mind taunting his prey at some point, and even some pale hunters have a very bad habit of teasing prey.

But now the pale hunter is demonstrating what it means to kick the steel plate - just in front of him, as if the underground volcano suddenly erupted, and the hot shock wave made it as strong as the pale hunter could not control it in a moment. The war horse stopped a step before using the long sword to open the air in front of him, but the next moment he appeared in the eyes of the pale hunter made him almost unable to gasp. "This time is over!" This is the discourse of the pale hunter. .

Just in front of him is a red burning wall... There are huge scaly patterns on the walls.