The Invincible Dragon Emperor Chapter 343: Serial plan

When the strengths of the two sides are completely unequal, no matter how hard they resist, it is useless.

When one party is not much weaker than the other party, there is a chance to turn defeat into victory. Of course, if you want to defeat the strong with the weak, you must use clever tactics.

If Lu Li wanted to kill Song Qiao, the only way was to get close to Song Qiao and create good conditions for a sneak attack. His blood claws are very strong and can easily tear apart the flesh of the Lord Realm, provided that he is close to the enemy, otherwise he will be easily killed.

His face was downcast, with an expression of confession. Ming Yu wasn't an idiot. When the two of them sang a match, Ming Yu was still full of blood. It looked a lot like that, but the ancient chariot kept leaning towards Song Qiao without a trace of stay.

Song Qiao is confused, and Yuhua Shen is also confused. Song Qiao is still thinking where Song He has gone? Why didn't they appear together? Why can these two people return?

The God of Feather was thinking, why did Lu Li surrender? This is not Lu Li's style, and Ming Yu is not such a person either...

Song Qiao and Yuhuashen reacted quickly, Yuhuashen had figured it out, but Song Qiao was on guard, because the ancient chariot was already a kilometer away from him.

"Stop!"

Song Qiao gave a deep cry, and the blood mark on her neck lit up, ready to take action at any time. He was able to cultivate to the late Junhou stage, so he was naturally not an idiot. Song He didn't show up, which was the biggest flaw.

Lu Li glanced at Ming Yu. The latter controlled the chariot to stop. Lu Li arched his hands and said, "My lord, let me go first. What do you want from the Song family and what I will give, don’t you just want to Do you want Xiaobai? I'll give it to you!"

A small beast flew out from inside Lu Li's sleeve and stood on Lu Li's shoulder. Song Qiao's eyes lit up.

However, he did not put down his guard, and said coldly, "Where is Song He? Didn't he go after you? Where did the others go?"

"Over there..."

Lu Li pointed to the direction he came and said, "He is fighting against Han Wuqing, and Song Fu from your house is also there."

Lu Li's explanation is very reasonable. Song Qiao slightly put down his guard, his eyes locked on Xiao Bai, and he shouted: "Throw this little beast over, and I will let your people go."

To win Xiaobai, this is the purpose of the Song family's visit this time, and the other things are not so important.

Lu Li shook his head and said: "First let go, otherwise I will die with Xiaobai."

"Okay~"

Song Qiao is strong in his own right, and Yuhua Shen is extremely weak at this moment, he is not afraid at all. With a wave of his hand, the intertwined vines spread out automatically, opening layer by layer like petals, revealing the feathered **** who was wrapped into meat dumplings inside.

The God of Feathering is miserable. This "source of wood" bloodline can not only trap people, but also absorb the life source of the warrior. Yuhuashen's body was entangled, and the life in his body was constantly draining. At this moment, he was tens of years old and his body was extremely weak.

"Young Master, leave me alone..."

The God of Feather roared again, still entangled with a few vines. He struggled hard, but he still couldn't break free from the shackles of the vines, that was extremely weak.

"Throw the little beast to me, and I will let him go immediately."

Song Qiao said proudly: "In fact, it doesn't matter whether we kill you or not. We have no grudges, we just want to get this little beast."

"Okay!"

Lu Li seemed to have accepted his fate and glanced at Ming Yu. The latter controlled the chariot and flew forward slowly. Lu Li looked at the little beast and said: "You have to treat Xiao Bai well, it likes to eat soul crystals. Xiao Bai It’s the Beast King, who has a big temper. You have to get used to it..."

Lu Li's words are full of complaints, like an old mother who is about to marry a girl. Song Qiao heard Lu Li say that Xiaobai is the Beast Emperor, and his eyes lit up, all with scorching heat.

800 meters, 500 meters!

Song Qiao finally woke up and shouted angrily: "Stop, throw it over!"

"Next!"

Lu Li grabbed Xiaobai and threw it towards Song Qiao. Song Qiao's eyes were as bright as stars, and the natal pearl below flew towards Xiaobai.

"Well~"

Xiao Bai seemed to be a little frightened. His body flew downwards in a flash. Its speed was so fast that it reached its limit and was comparable to an immortal martial artist.

"Little guy, don't be afraid!"

Song Qiao's mind was completely occupied by Xiao Bai, and he didn't even bother Lu Li and Ming Yu, and immediately flew down to catch Xiao Bai.

This is the moment--

The opportunity that Lu Li worked so hard to create finally came. He gestured to the Yuhua God below, and shot down from the ancient chariot.

"Drink!"

Ming Yu made a move, condensing profound energy and slapped a small palm, but instead of attacking Song Qiao, he smashed Lu Li's back.

"Bang~"

Lu Li was hit in the back by a big palm. Fortunately, he was protected by a Heavenly Armor, but he was not seriously injured. Only a gulp of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body flew towards Song Qiao like a cannonball.

Ming Yu's palm strength was well grasped, and only slightly injured Lu Li. He and Lu Li had made eye contact a long time ago, and his palm was to accelerate Lu Li and let Lu Li approach Song Qiao.

"Huh?"

Song Qiao just flew downwards, feeling Lu Li flying towards him and suddenly raising his head, his eyes became cold and profound energy lit up in his hands, he was about to kill Lu Li.

"Boom!"

An explosion sounded below, and the extremely weak Feathering God's body ignited a raging fire, and the vines were burnt down. He rose into the sky, and a war knife appeared in his hand, stabbing towards Song Qiao like a beast.

"Om!"

At the same time, the ring in Lu Li's hand lit up, and a human head appeared. He suddenly smashed it and sneered, "Your Brother Song He is here, go on!"

A blood-stained person's head was smashed heavily, rolling and spinning in the air, and his big eyes staring at Song Qiao from time to time, making Song Qiao throbbed in his soul.

"Chichichi~"

Ming Yu's momentum is coming, the world is changing, a vast sky suppresses Lu Li down, and Song Qiao's body is inevitably suppressed...

Yuhuashen, Lu Li, Mingyu, Xiaobai, the combination of three persons and one beast is perfect.

Moreover, it was a series of tactics, step by step, let Song Qiao step into the trap, step by step impact Song Qiao's mind, so that he had no time to react, so that he could not make an effective counterattack.

"Shaping Phantom!"

Lu Li let out a roar, Ming Yu cooperated very well to weaken his momentum. Lu Li's body was divided into two and two into four in mid-air, and there were more than a dozen clones.

These dozen avatars can also act independently, rushing towards Song Qiao from all directions. These avatars have one thing in common, one hand has been hidden in the sleeve, and the palm of the hand cannot be seen.

"Dead—"

The God of Feather roared, and the sword in his hand spit out a billowing blue flame, carrying a power of shaking the sky, from the bottom to the top, struck Song Qiao's leg hard.

Song Qiao was just attracted by Lu Li's clone~IndoMTL.com~ Suddenly awakened at this moment, Lu Li is just a Soul Lake, what attack power can he have? He has so many clones, isn't it just to confuse himself and attract his attention?

He is assisting the Yuhua God to attack, the Yuhua God is the main force, and Lu Li is just bluffing!

Song Qiao in the late Junhou stage reacted quickly. He immediately released the wood source bloodline magical ability, and the sky full of vines swept towards the Feathering God below, trying to trap the Feathering God.

"That's not right—"

He suddenly felt wrong when he released the vine, because... a fatal sense of crisis emerged in his mind!

He raised his head suddenly, but saw a beautiful silver claw slamming his head against his head, and a cold breath enveloped his whole body, and he felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Bang!"

Song Qiao’s head burst like a watermelon, and Lu Li’s **** claws went down, grabbing half of Song Qiao’s body in one fell swoop... (To be continued.) To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL :