MTL - Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife-Chapter 1238 Assassination star array, five artifacts recognize the Lord (15)

"Fighting for yourself, very good, I like it!" The evil dragon emperor first laughed, and then laughed wildly. He had a little appreciation of Moteng because of the rumors he had heard before and because of a chance encounter before. Because of his sentence 'I fight for myself'. If not for their different positions, they might be good partners.

"Let's get started." Moteng smiled slightly, raised the folding fan in Yang's hand, raised his eyebrows, and gathered his spiritual power on the folding fan, and flew towards the evil dragon emperor like a light.

When the evil dragon emperor saw this situation, he did not dare to be sloppy, and immediately curled up his dragon body to protect his inverse scales, spit out a breath of dragon, the wind swept away, and collided with Mo Teng's brisk posture.

"Oh, didn't I say that, I am the ancestor of wind." Mo Teng smiled scornfully, a spell in his mouth, and the colorless spiritual power wrapped the dragon's breath, just a moment, the powerful The dragon's breath disappeared. Moteng took the opportunity to flash the wind blade, and his body made a residual shadow in the air. A bang of the folding fan hit the dragon head of the evil dragon emperor.

"Oh!" The evil dragon emperor shouted, and his anger was provoked fiercely. Has he and he ever suffered such a loss? A dragon howl was issued, a huge dragon tail was swung, and a sharp wind blade struck toward the magic.

Moteng's eyes narrowed, he didn't dare to carelessly, he could not escape the wind blade, but instead he faced the wind, using the wind blade as a springboard, the figure appeared on the head of the evil dragon emperor, the folding fan fell, the evil dragon The emperor shouted again.

The evil dragon emperor was furious, and the heavy dragon body swayed and attacked Moten again. Moteng's action is light to avoid the attack of the evil dragon emperor. The folding fan in his hand draws a wind blade. The wind blade cuts iron like mud. Even the dragon scale of the evil dragon emperor can't support it, and there are several openings on his body. Son, black and red blood rushed out.

"Changing back to your body, you can't beat me like this." Moteng stood in the air, shaking the folding fan lightly, playing the dust on the corner of the jacket, reminding him kindly.

The evil dragon emperor did not answer, and secretly gritted his teeth. How could he have been defeated so badly if he had been sealed by his son-in-law with five artifacts? ? Turning his head to look at where he was injured, a pair of eyes seemed to spit fire.

"Can I understand that you are deliberately letting me?" Moteng smiled softly, raising the folding fan and hitting the dragon body of the evil dragon emperor severely. The inverse scale, which has been well protected, was exposed at this moment, and Mo Teng immediately started to fly to the inverse scale at the speed of light.

'Snapped! !! ‘Oh! !! !! ’Folding fan touched the inverse scale and made a crisp sound, followed by the roar of the evil dragon emperor's fury. Moteng leaped up quickly, rubbing his clothes and throwing it away, looking at the cracked ground, Motten wiped the cold sweat on his head. If it was photographed, I am afraid it would be the wind.

The evil dragon emperor twisted the huge dragon **** in pain, and he was injured against the scales. He was very bad. But soon there was a strange feeling flowing through the body.

Then, the body of the evil dragon emperor was shrouded in a golden light, and an axe emerged slowly from his inverse scale. The axe shone with golden light. Although it was not directly touched, it could still feel the strong spiritual power of its surroundings when standing in the distance.