Rebirth of the Red Dragon: Self-Discipline Becomes Stronger

Numerous soldiers from both sides fought together, making the scene chaotic.

The Dragon Slayer Alliance has many troops, but the Noxian soldiers are strong.

The two sides played in a match for a time.

As for Danielle and Katelina, they are not in the mood to bully those weak humans.

Their goal is the silver dragons who are also giant dragons in front.

"Red Dragon Tyrant! Your opponent is me!

Seeing the red dragon tyrant holding Carli preparing to breathe flames, Chrisius hurriedly shouted.

"you?"

Xilin lifted Carrie in his hand and turned to look at ~ Chrisius playfully.

This guy seems to be the leader of the Dragon Slayer Alliance of mankind this time, and the momentum looks pretty good-.

Especially the sword in his hand, like the dragon-slaying crossbow just now, gave himself a sense of danger.

[Item: Sword of the King]

[Introduction: The sword of the king used by the emperors of the past dynasties is a sharp sword used by the true son of destiny. Those who possess it will be invincible and invincible.

"Yes, it's me, Kirsius, the human emperor."

Chrisius was holding the sword of the king tightly, and the golden gas from the sword was gradually pouring into Arthur's body.

This is a manifestation of being recognized by the sword of kings.

Only by being recognized by the sword of the king can you have the power of the spleen you want.

Chrisius, who was facing Xilin, suddenly felt that the strength in his body was slowly increasing.

But he has already reached the peak of his career Realm, can his strength be improved?!

Looking at his hands incredibly, Matthews seemed to have sensed something and looked at the sword of the king in his hand.

"So that's it, did you recognize me? Okay! Let's kill this evil dragon together!"

"Come on, you red dragon tyrant!"

Chrisius shouted at Xilin, and the armor on his body was assimilated by the sword of the king one by one, turning into golden light.

"It's not without reason that the human race can stand in the Western Fantasy Continent for so long.

Xilin smiled slightly, and when he came to this Western Fantasy Continent, he had never really understood the humans on the Western Fantasy Continent.

After all, he is now a red dragon, and the word human is getting farther and farther away from him.

So there is no need to understand.

Today's battle has surprised Xilin.

First it was the Dragon Slaying Crossbow, and now it is the King’s Sword. Not bad, is this the trophy this time? I like it.

Now Xilin hadn't won, so he had already treated the opponent's powerful weapons as trophies.

"Go to hell! Evil dragon!"

Chrisius leaped high, spitting at the evil dragon Xilin, and the sword of the king in his hand burst into an incomparable golden light in an instant.

This golden light rushed to the sky, turned into a golden sword blade reaching the sky, and slammed down towards Xilin.

"Roar!"

Xilin flapped the broken wings behind him, and the flames around him condensed and entangled, turning into thousands of fierce fire dragons.

These fire dragons hovered and roared in mid-air, their bodies exuding hot heat.

Facing the golden sword blade that was about to be smashed, these fire dragons were not afraid, twisting their bodies with their teeth and dancing claws, entwined above the golden sword blade.

The cutting speed of the golden blade was tentatively set in the air at this moment.

The power of the fire dragon made it impossible for Chrisius to chop off the sword.

"What a powerful force!""

A gleam of shock flashed in Alexandre's eyes.

He knows his own power at this moment best. This is the power bestowed by the King's Sword, which is countless times stronger than his previous power.

He even felt that he had surpassed the golden dragon of Kingslick, but now he still looked inferior to the red dragon tyrant.

"This sword is good, but you are really too weak."

Xilin looked at the king's sword tightly, and Chrisius said with anger in his eyes.

Chrisius' body can only receive a certain amount of support from the King's Sword.

If the sword of the king gave Alexandre some more power, Alexandre's body would definitely explode and die.

It's not that the sword of the king is too bad, but that Kirsius can't.

boom!

After speaking, Xilin soared into the sky and aimed at the tiny figure of Chrisius with a claw.

………For flowers…

A golden light immediately appeared on Chrisus to block, but he was still knocked out and fell to the ground like a cannonball.

A cloud of dust was raised.

"Damn, isn't the power still enough? How about Dragon Slaying Crossbow?"

Chrisius clenched his teeth and raised his head, and found that the god Lax was still injecting magic power into the Dragon Slaying Crossbow.

It seems that it won't work for a while.

"Want to postpone time, and then kill me with a Dragon Slaying Crossbow?"

Xilin naturally noticed the Dragon Slaying Crossbow ready to go in the distance, and his perception could clearly feel the danger.

Since Dragon Slaying Crossbow is dangerous, he should destroy it.

....0

Seeing the Red Dragon Tyrant noticed the Dragon Slaying Crossbow, Chrisius hurriedly resisted the pain and stood up.

Blocking in front of Xilin, he said: "Your opponent is me."

"Huh~"

boom!

Xilin wouldn't show any affection to Alexandre, and with a single blow, he shot Alexandre several kilometers away and crashed into a big mountain.

Then the white light flashed, Xilin Space jumped to the top of Lax's head.

Feeling the huge shadow appearing on the top page of his head, Lax sweated coldly, and there was panic in his eyes.

Chrisus didn't hold back!

"It's a very good weapon, but unfortunately it has too many drawbacks. It needs strong energy to pull it."

Xilin landed next to Dragon Slaying Crossbow, stretched out his hand and touched it, sensing the magic structure inside.

With such a powerful weapon, he wanted to create it for Noxus, so that the speed of capturing the Western Fantasy Continent could become faster.

far away.

Kirsiuskar was in the mountains, his whole body was full of blood, his consciousness was blurred, and the corners of his mouth were talking vaguely.

"Please give me some more strength

The sword of the king in his hand was shining with golden light, and a steady stream of power invaded Matthews' body.

"Ah!" B,

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