Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1871 Besiege Zhang Yan and kill the dragon clan
  Just like testing Zhang Yan's eyesight, every arrow was diffracted towards Zhang with extreme precision.

Zhang Yan spun in the air and flew into the air.

The God-killing Spear in his hand seemed to have eyes. It listened obediently to Zhang Yan's control and blocked the flying arrows one by one.

Zhang Yan turned over and avoided the arrow that passed through his ear.

The arrow followed the trend and shot directly into the sycamore tree behind Zhang Yan.

Two or three yellowed leaves fell down from the shock.

Zhang Yan quickly identified the direction in which the arrows were coming, and he blocked them one by one.

Zhang Yan looked disdainfully at these soldiers and generals who wanted to kill him but were afraid of his power.

"It turns out that the Dragon Clan still only has these abilities after all these years. They only rely on their strength and numbers to bully others."

"I thought that after meeting each other for so many years, the Dragon Clan would have some different surprises for me."

Zhang Yan's words were like a stone thrown from a slingshot, hitting the prince's heart accurately.

I don't have much strength, but every word touches my heart.

This Zhang Yan is so hateful!
  Seeing that Zhang Yan was not hit at all, the archer wanted to launch a second wave of attacks.

Zhang Yan landed on the ground with one hand.

He held the God-killing Spear in his hand and waved it behind his back.

The next moment, the bow and arrow shot at Zhang Yan were also erupted by Zhang Yan's subduing dragon and subduing tiger.

"boom--"

There was a huge noise, but the humans who were still waiting quietly in the front hall didn't realize what happened.

The entire temple began to sway, and the statue that had been placed high up tilted a few times before being picked up in the arms of the abbot who was close to him.

The incense candles lit on the desk were also put out together.

The human race felt the sound of the surrounding walls breaking, and the entire temple began to shake.

"what--"

People in the temple wanted to run outside. In the backyard, the arrows shot at Zhang Yan fell instantly within ten centimeters of Zhang Yan.

As if under an illusion, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals saw a tiger springing up around Zhang Yan, roaring and rushing towards them, scratching their bodies with sharp claws.

This was not enough. The next second, another real dragon sprang up behind Zhang Yan.

The Dragon Prince of the East China Sea immediately took a few steps back, barely getting hurt under the protection of General Turtle.

The real dragon rose into the air and circled in the air. Its huge dragon tail whipped past the ancient tree, making a loud sound like a whip.

The ancient tree was swept up by its roots and fell down next to the shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

The invisible palm force blasted away the group of shrimps, soldiers and crabs.

One by one they were knocked down everywhere.

"bang"

The door of the temple backyard was blasted open by the fallen shrimp soldiers and crabs.

Some of the soldiers who smashed themselves against the wall were killed instantly.

The body slid smoothly from the wall like a fish and landed on the ground, with its neck crooked and silent.

General Turtle has been protecting the Dragon Prince of the East China Sea with his body.

The prince looked at Zhang Yan with extremely shocked eyes.

Zhang Yan's strength has broken through to the Golden Immortal realm, and he can't easily get close to him.

There are already a lot of these shrimp soldiers and crab generals brought by the prince, and now there are no soldiers who can stand up.

Several shrimp soldiers wanted to stand up with their bodies, but before they could stand on their feet, they fell down without any strength, and their skeletons fell apart.

One by one, they were supporting each other.

Zhang Yan shrugged.

The good temple is now in ruins.

(End of this chapter)