Fuyuelong was very angry, and the consequences were serious.
Being angry is not a rare thing, whether it is a player or an NPC, being angry is commonplace.
The point is, what are the consequences of being "angry"?
Some people will draw their swords in anger when they are angry. They dare to rush through mountains of swords and fire, and kill relatives and friends. They don't care about anything and fall completely into a state of madness.
Some people will become calmer after getting angry, carefully calculating all the things one by one, and then find the right moment to strike boldly. Once they strike, they will plunge the enemy into the abyss and never be able to stand up again.
There are also some people who have an open-minded personality. Even if they are angry, they only last for three minutes. They can quickly put aside their anger and focus on things that make them happy.
Of course, if you don't do anything when you're angry, or you just feel resentful and resentful by yourself, it's not impossible...
So which type does Fuyuesaurus belong to?
From the perspective of Cheng Peng and others, of course I hope it is the last one.
But unfortunately, it is the first one.
For everyone, the most troublesome one.
Being woken up while he was sleeping soundly made him very unhappy. However, he couldn't hit a few trivial little bugs, but instead he kept getting hurt... a lot of anger.
After accumulating, the angry Fuyue Long has completely fallen into a violent state.
As a sign, it changes the method of attack.
In the past, its attack method was very simple, which was to repeatedly pick up a tentacle and then pull it out fiercely. There is no doubt about the power of this attack, but the accuracy and attack frequency are really not very good, so whether Cheng Peng or Zhang Chan
With just a few thoughts, he could successfully find openings for attacks and escape again and again.
And now, it is still lashing with its tentacles, but instead of using only one tentacle, six or seven tentacles are waving together, like a chain punch, and they are lashing out one after another!
Fuyuesaurus has about a dozen tentacles in total, which to be honest is not that many considering its huge size. However, at this time, Cheng Peng deeply felt - why doesn't this guy just have one tentacle?
Those giant tentacles that are comparable to large tunnels, even if there is only one, is already a super powerful weapon that can easily kill any player. And several of them take turns to beat down, although the accuracy is still tragic, the attack frequency has increased by one
More than times...
If the attack just now was just a thunderbolt from the blue, although the power was terrifying, it was in vain if it could not hit anyone; then the current attack was like a wild thunderstorm in the storm, not only frequent in number, but also definitely not weak in power.
Cheng Peng, who was still fighting, barely managed to avoid several successive tentacles, but was forced to retreat and gradually withdrew from the battle circle.
On the ground, Zhang Channian...
"Huh? Where is Zhang Channian?" Cheng Peng retreated almost 200 meters in one breath, and finally distanced himself from Fuyue Long. Only then did he have time to observe the situation of others. He saw Yu Fei shooting continuously.
, each round of the specially-made dragon-killing bullets accurately landed on the relatively weak part of Fuyuelong's body, splashing tiny blood splashes that were insignificant compared to its huge body; he saw Phil
While dodging two long tentacles that took turns lashing him, he kept playing the hunting flute, blowing out notes one after another, and then swung his weapon to hit the Fuyue Dragon like golf balls, hitting it again and again.
Can't see any effect.
However, he searched and searched, but failed to find Zhang Channian, who was supposed to be carrying the Thunder Ax to have a close encounter with Fuyue Dragon.
"Where did Zhang Channian go?" Cheng Peng asked.
"This guy Cannian is unlucky. When he was dodging just now, Fuyuelong suddenly picked up a stone and hit him, and he fell out immediately." Phil, who had been observing the battlefield, clearly saw what just happened.
At that scene, while explaining the situation, he pointed in a certain direction. "I knocked down several walls in a row, and now I'm lying in the ruins over there."
Cheng Peng looked in the direction of his finger and saw countless rubble piled among the ruins, like a small mound.
"Where is it? I didn't see it..."
"It's in that pile of rocks."
"Damn... he was buried alive..." Cheng Peng was startled and rushed over there, "I'll rescue him."
"No need, this guy is strong." Phil said with a smile, "This level of injury is nothing, it can be recovered by licking it with saliva."
"...What kind of monster has such powerful saliva..."
Phil was right. Zhang Channian's vitality and defense were both excellent. Before Cheng Peng could reach the mound of rubble, he had already roared and pushed away all the piles of things on his body.
, rushed out.
What greeted him was a giant tentacle that was thicker than the several he had tied up.
It was too late, but it was too late. Zhang Channian was running forward. When he saw the tentacle coming, he wanted to dodge to the left and right but it was already too late. So he simply ducked and moved towards Fuyue in the direction of the tentacle.
The direction of the dragon rushed over.
One step, two steps... Seeing that the tentacles were about to reach him, he rolled forward again, and Gululu rushed out a little.
With a loud bang, Fu Yuelong's tentacles hit the ground hard, denting the solid stone floor deeply. Countless gravels were blasted up, and after a second or two, they fell like a rainstorm.
.
At this time, Zhang Channian had already climbed up and continued to run wildly.
He actually dodged Fu Yuelong's attack in that flash of lightning... Cheng Peng couldn't help but admire this incredible agility and precise judgment.
"This won't work!" Zhang Channian shouted in the chat channel while running wildly to avoid Fu Yuelong's attack, "If this continues, sooner or later we will be killed by this big guy!"
"Then what do you think we should do?" Cheng Peng asked, "I guess you must have a good idea."
"I can't talk about good ideas. I just think - instead of passively escaping, it's better to take the initiative to fight back."
"How to fight back?" Phil asked, "We can't even rely on each other."
"It all depends on Cheng Peng." Zhang Channian rolled over again, dodging the two sweeping and vertical tentacles by a hair's breadth, "Can't you fly? Send me up!"
"Are you sure?"
"Of course, I'm sure and definitely!"
Although he felt that sticking up and hitting him was definitely not a good idea, Cheng Peng still respected Zhang Channian's decision.
With a dive, he swept across the ground with an afterimage, grabbed Zhang Channian with his right hand, and launched his shrinking force just before another tentacle came over, rushing into the sky with a strong wind.
"Which way to go?"
"Let me see..." Zhang Channian now no longer needs to be distracted to dodge Fuyue Dragon's attack, and can finally spare time to observe the enemy, "Well... from this angle, it's really spectacular...
"
This behavior of not matching the preface and postscript is not because there is something wrong with his brain, but the scenery in front of him is indeed very spectacular - without the need to pursue Zhang Channian, Fuyue Dragon set its attack target on Cheng Peng, and it frantically
Roaring, seven or eight tentacles waved continuously, almost filling the entire sky in front of them.
However, Cheng Peng was always able to find an opening from this terrifying attack that was almost overwhelming, and rushed out in time time and time again.
I didn't feel it when I was dodging, but at this moment, Zhang Channian was grabbed by Cheng Peng to dodge the giant tentacles that were carrying who knows how many levels of wind and deafening thunder, and he was able to truly appreciate this.
The horror of battle.
"I feel now... that it is really unreliable for us to challenge it now..." he said.
"It's too late!"
"I know, I'm just sighing - just send me to the top of its head. Isn't the top of it very flat, and there are forests growing... Just send me up, and I'll see if I can think of a way to give it
Create some trouble."
"good!"
Cheng Peng responded, stamped his feet violently, and launched the Void Shrink with all his strength. The sound was also like muffled thunder. His whole body, together with Zhang Channian in his hand, suddenly accelerated and rushed over before the three tentacles surrounded them.
He increased his speed to the limit, dodging the attacks that came one after another, while trying to find a gap in the sky, and kept moving forward. It took him almost ten seconds to cross a distance of nearly 200 meters, and finally came to Fuyue Dragon.
of the head.
"It's up to you!"
As he spoke, he waved his right hand and threw Zhang Channian into the forest below - Fuyuelong's "head" was a forest covering an area comparable to two or three football fields, with ancient trees and green trees.
After doing this, Cheng Peng suddenly stamped his feet again, turning the Gang Qi into a physical entity, and borrowing the force in the air, he turned over and dived in the other direction, avoiding the Fuyue Dragon chasing him.
The tentacles also approached the position of the bloodletting spear that was still stuck in Fuyuelong's body.
He didn't know how effective his blood-letting gun would be, but he firmly believed that as long as it kept accumulating, sooner or later, even Fu Yuelong would never be able to truly ignore everyone's attacks.
If we can persist until that time, maybe victory is not impossible...
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When my son came back in the evening, he said that the teacher wanted them to do crafts, make lanterns, firecrackers, firecrackers, etc.
I said, "Can't you just buy it ready-made?"
"no."
"When will it be due?"
"Tomorrow morning."
So the couple started working at eight o'clock and worked until eleven o'clock before finishing all the damn things...
Damn it! It’s true that the teacher just started talking and the parents broke their legs... Oh, they broke their hands because they were too busy...
However, when you are busy doing handicrafts, you can hear blessings like "Happy Birthday, Dad", and your fatigue is nothing...
