It Turns Out I am a Dao Ancestor

Chen Daoming didn't move. He looked at these silver armored guards with a trace of fear on his face.

With the sword drawn just now, if you are facing the human tribe, I'm afraid it will be broken.

And they didn't use the shield, they were only slightly injured.

The dragon flesh body is really not covered.

What made Chen Daoming most jealous was the rough man not far away.

Just now he drew his sword, and he stood there, motionless.

Don't think about it, this guy must be a strong dragon!

Must be handled carefully.

Chen Daoming thought secretly and made a decision.

"kill!"

Give an order.

Except for the rough man, all the silver armor guards moved at once.

"Om..."

The silver spear in each silver armor guard's hand shakes up layers of ripples.

The sound of breaking through the sky continued to sound.

They have spears in their hands and move in an orderly manner.

In the blink of an eye, a **** array formed, trapping Chen Daoming inside.

"Want to trap me?"

Chen Daoming raised the corner of his mouth and waved a long knife.

This knife is extremely ordinary, not at all fancy.

It seems that there is no power.

however.

"Crack..."

The bound formation suddenly burst.

On the long knife, there was a ripple.

"Boom..."

The sound was obviously very soft. It rang in the ears of the silver armor guards, but it shook their seven orifices to bleed.

One by one, they all fell to the ground, screaming again and again.

They were seriously injured by this blow.

"Don't be stunned, all use the body!"

With this sound.

"Howl..."

The roar kept ringing.

The body of each silver armor swelled rapidly.

A hundred-meter-long silver dragon flocked to all directions.

Layers of scales exude dazzling brilliance under the shining of the dragon flame cage.

"howl……"

A silver dragon, before Chen Daoming reacted, aimed at him, spit out a breath of dragon.

Like a strong wind swept, Chen Daoming's center of gravity was unstable, and his body kicked straight back.

It took a lot of strength to stabilize the figure.

He looked at the hundred silver dragons, showing a trace of fear.

"How can this be?"

The silver dragons also stared with wide eyes and looked unbelieving.

Just now, even if it was five and a half steps, it was already wiped out.

He turned out to be just retreated without any injuries.

When did the dragon's breath power become so weak?

"Shoot together!"

Yinlong commanded a roar.

All the silver dragons moved at once, and they sucked hard.

"call……"

The abdomen of the dragon's body glowed with a silvery white light, rushing into his mouth.

Nearly a hundred dragon breaths, aimed at Chen Daoming, vomited.

Chen Daoming's face changed slightly.

Without a word, the long sword swung quickly.

One after another, the sword light cut through the space and enveloped Chen Daoming.

"boom……"

The breath of the dragon fell, and there was a deafening sound.

The entire ground layer was lifted up, exploding thousands of meters of smoke and dust.

Such as the explosion of an atomic bomb, destroying the world.

After a while.

The surroundings gradually became quiet.

Bailong stared at where Chen Daoming was, motionless.

Wait for the dust to disappear.

Chen Daoming's face was gray and his body was covered with blood.

"What? Not dead?"

"He... what kind of monster is he, he was only slightly injured?"

"He didn't even use the shield. Is it possible that he is stronger than us?"

"How is this possible, how can Human Race have such a perversion!"

"Kill him quickly, don't let him run away!"

A group of silver dragons discussed each other, and their voices were full of fear.

"Ha ha……"

Chen Daoming wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and stroked the silver hair with his hand.

"You hurt me!"

"Now it's my turn to hurt you!"

"This is hurting each other!"

After speaking, Chen Daoming took out a broken hatchet.

As soon as this thing came out, all the silver dragons couldn't help but stagnate.

Looking nervously at the hatchet in Chen Daoming's hand.

Divine thoughts are like waves, swept all over the hatchet.

After a while.

"Haha..."

The joking laughter sounded.

"I thought he took out some kind of peerless fairy, it turned out to be a hatchet used by mortals!"

"It's so funny, even if you want to get a hatchet, you have to get a complete one."

"This kid is so cute, I can't bear to kill him!"

"Yes, he is such a weird baby!"

The corner of Chen Daoming's mouth raised slightly, and he slowly waved the hatchet.

He made a circle on the spot.

This circle has just been drawn.

"Rumble..."

The whistle sounded.

With Chen Daoming as the center, within a kilometer, it plunged into darkness.

All the silver dragons saw was the round white light.

This white light seemed to be slow, but in fact it was extremely fast.

In just an instant, they cut onto a group of silver dragons.

"what is this?"

"How can this be?"

Such thoughts sounded in every silver dragon's mind.

They stared and yelled vigorously.

However, no sound was heard.

After the darkness was over, the only one standing in place was the rough man except Chen Daoming.

All around, all the silver dragons fell to the ground.

On Yinlong's body, bone stab wounds were clearly visible all over the body.

White scales are scattered around.

It looked like a thousand cuts, extremely miserable.

"Cuckoo..."

The blood flows and gathers together to form a river of blood, which merges with the dust, and looks like a **** of the sun.

In the air, a strong smell of blood came over.

The rough man stared at the scene blankly, his mouth twitched slightly.

He raised his right hand and looked at the dense knife marks on his arm with a look of surprise.

An ascendant human race could leave a mark on itself?

Is this still ordinary ascension?

This kid, if it's not for outstanding talent, it's for shocking luck.

But what?

In the face of absolute strength, no matter what you can do, it is also vulnerable.

"Hey..."

The rough man smiled, clasping his hands, his joints exploded.

He stepped forward and walked towards Chen Daoming step by step.

Looking at the rough man, Chen Daoming's face was full of jealousy.

Just a hit.

Is his best move now!

It is from the hatchet, named Po Tian.

This trick directly consumes nearly 50% of the power!

The strongest move did not cause any harm to the rough man?

Then how terrifying is his strength.

Is it possible that he is Xianlong?

impossible!

Chen Daoming directly denied this idea.

Who is he then?

Being able to avoid any damage in a single blow with his full strength, his strength is definitely a dragon clan above eight and a half fairyland.

How to do?

Now, at most, he can make a breakthrough.

What happens after this trick?

"Pump..."

The footsteps are getting closer and closer.

Chen Daoming's heart beats more intensely.

He secretly took out the communication symbol and quickly wrote: I am afraid there is a dragon general here!

Such a scene was completely seen by the rough man, and the expression on his face remained unchanged.

"Hehe, there is even a rescuer, so that's kind of interesting!"

He smiled slightly, his figure flashed, and Chen Daoming appeared in front of him instantly.

"This……"

Chen Daoming's expression changed drastically, and he could only watch the rugged man's fists bang, helpless.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise.

Chen Daoming flew upside down like a broken kite.

Half of his hatchet in his hand was snatched by the rough man.

"Only this broken hatchet can make such a terrifying blow?"

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