In the fierce flames, a pair of red eyes suddenly opened. These were Huoli's eyes. God knows why he suddenly appeared in Hanbing Ridge. He looked like he was covered in scars. He had already experienced a very fierce battle, and Huoli
The power and breath of the plow have been greatly weakened compared to before, and I am breathing heavily through my nose.
"Ahh..."
Amidst a burst of miserable howling, a person crawled out from under the dragon's legs. It was little Sven who was holding an iron gun. He had such strong vitality that he couldn't die like this?
He stood up, touched his damaged and bleeding shoulder, and said, "Nima, it hurts..."
Fang Geque shouted in the distance: "Little Sven, be careful!"
"ah?"
When Little Sven turned around, he saw the ferocious smile of the Demon Dragon Fire Plow, and a sharp claw that had been bent. The bent claw suddenly flicked, and with a "pop" sound, the mythical flag-bearing captain had already
It flew into the wind far away, turning into scattered rays of light that flew away in the air, and was finally killed by the fire plow.
…
"Ugh..."
There was another moan, and I raised my sword to look, only to find that there was a beautiful warrior on Huoli's dragon's back. It was none other than Liu Shuang, and most of her Huahua Sword had penetrated into the dragon's back.
Among them, she could only stay on the dragon's back by tightly holding the hilt of the sword. Moreover, the three iron ropes were wrapped around the dragon's neck and held in Liushuang's hand. The iron chains were burned red. It can be imagined that for
How much pain did Liu Shuang endure in killing this dragon? Moreover, I could see that Liu Shuang's health bar only had a trace of blood left. He might die soon, and his breath was frighteningly weak!
"Liu Shuang!"
I shouted low, rushed over in a few steps, raised my combat boots, and stepped on the nose of Huo Plow with a "pop" sound. I rushed over and suddenly supported Liu Shuang. Looking at the scars all over her body, I felt heartbroken.
It goes without saying that once upon a time, my beautiful mentor was extremely beautiful and could be called the most beautiful woman in the Destiny Continent, but now she is in such a miserable state.
Liu Shuang looked at me blankly and smiled: "It's great to see you again..."
At this moment, the Demonic Dragon Fire Plow beneath me suddenly roared, stood up, and violently shook its head and neck, seemingly trying to shake Liu Shuang and me down.
"Hold me tight!" Liu Shuang shouted hurriedly.
I opened my arms and hugged the shoulders of the beautiful instructor. Then, with a dragon roar, Liu Shuang and I were carried high into the sky by Huo Li. Huo Li even turned his head to look at us, with a pair of red eyes.
Full of anger, he growled and said: "Liu Shuanghua, you hateful woman, are you even willing to risk your life for Luo Lin?"
Liushuang's blood-stained shirt flew behind him and said: "Lord Luo Lin is the only hope of Dragon City. In order to keep him alive, what does my life mean? Huoli, today is your death day, no.
If I kill you, I will die with my eyes closed!"
The fire plow roared and rolled in the air, and a line of flames streaked across the sky, constantly twisting, as if it were dancing, if there were not bursts of fierce dragon roars.
I hugged Liu Shuang tightly, for fear of being thrown down. It was so high that if I fell, I would definitely fall to death. There was no suspense at all.
…
"drop!"
A message came from Yue Qingqian: "Brother Xiaoyao, you... why did you follow the fire dragon to the sky? Are you okay? Will you be burned to death? Wuwu, what should we do?"
I used a life healing spell to add some energy and blood back to myself, and replied: "No, Qingqian will take everyone to continue crossing the river and step onto the ice of the glacier basin. Don't look back. There are still too many people in the myth, and it's easy."
As long as Geque remains alive, we will never be able to defeat Shinhwa!"
"Well, I know!"
Looking down at the earth, Yue Qingqian led the dragon-killing troops to the city. The 200 people from the Blood Contract had already set foot on the ice of the glacier basin, and behind them were densely packed 4,000 mythical elites, including Fang Geque. There was a fierce battle, and Fang Ge
Que's fear of slaying the dragon is too strong. Just as he said, if he doesn't slay the dragon to death, his heart will not be at ease!
Seeing Fang Geque's non-stop pursuit, Dragon Slayer's men were also rapidly depleted. In a moment, there were only less than 100 people left, while the other party still maintained a strength of 4,000 people. Immediately I knew that everything
It's already too late, we really lost...
…
"Ho ho ho..."
In the air, the Demonic Dragon Fire Plow roared and continued to rage, burning my body and Liu Shuang's body with fierce flames. Liu Shuang's Frost Flower Ice Armor had been broken many times, and the remaining fighting energy in his body could not even condense the Frost Flower Ice Armor again.
Difficulty, Huo Li must be killed quickly, otherwise my beautiful mentor may really disappear forever.
After taking a look, I suddenly grabbed the iron chain, slid down, and landed in the blind spot of the dragon's neck with a "snap". This is the area where the fire plow cannot touch you. Here, there happened to be a short sword stuck on it.
, it’s Luo Lin’s sword!
"Snapped!"
Grabbing the hilt of the sword with one hand, I grabbed the iron chain around my waist to fix myself there. Then I took out the Cold Iron Sword and pierced the dragon's neck with one end of the iron chain with a "Pfft" sound. Blood spurted out.
I fixed myself, and amidst Huolli's miserable howl, I pulled out the Qin King Sword and slashed at his neck. Magma-like blood spurted out. Huolli screamed in pain, but could do nothing. He
Even the dragon's breath and claws cannot touch this blind spot.
Liu Shuang's weak voice came: "Well, move the attack position up half a meter. That is the upper lobe area of the demon dragon's inverse scale. It is the most painful place, and it is also where his dragon power is stored. Attack there and you can vent it.
As long as his power is consumed by Dragon Power, Fire Plow will be nothing more than a reckless beast, hurry up!"
I nodded: "I know!"
King Qin's sword stacked up, slashing randomly, and the howl of the fire plow penetrated the clouds. He roared and dived directly towards the earth, as if he was crazy!
Above the land is a vast glacier basin, and a large number of players are chasing each other in the glacier basin.
"Bang!"
The magic dragon's fire plow suddenly hit the ice, and the ice cracked for a while, and then flew up again to reduce the pain he suffered. However, the effect seemed to be insignificant, and it could not get rid of Liu Shuang and me.
…
"puff!"
King Qin's sword was thrust in hard, and suddenly the demon dragon's neck bulged with the howl of the fire plow. My attack actually triggered his dragon's breath, and a long dragon's breath slid across the sky, just like a plane crashing.
The trajectory is average.
"rustle……"
The Broken Sword of Luo Lin, which I was holding tightly in my left hand, felt pain when I swayed it. This must be a neuron area. Under the pain, the flight path of the Fire Plow shifted somewhat, in the opposite direction to the direction I was shaking?
This is interesting. I deliberately twisted the broken sword again, and Huolli suddenly started flying to the left. To confirm, I twisted the broken sword to the left again, and Huolli immediately started to feel pain and flew to the right. He could hardly control his flight.
The direction is right, yes, this is the key area of the flight neurons in his body!
The strong wind carried my War Reaver cloak flying past. Although I had a narrow escape at the moment, I was overjoyed. A new idea jumped out of my mind uncontrollably, and I immediately put it into practice!
Twisting the broken sword, the fire plow rushed down in the air. I controlled it very accurately. The flight path of the fire plow directly cut off the path of Shinhwa's pursuit of killing the dragon. The King of Qin's sword was suddenly sent away, and the dragon's neck began to tremble. The next moment
, a long dragon's breath spit out on the ice, fire burst out, and a 500-meter-long section of ice melted away!
"ah?!"
Yue Qingqian hurried forward with joy in her eyes: "Brother Xiaoyao... this is so amazing..."
A group of people in Shinhwa gnashed their teeth.
I drove the fire plow to continue flying, and in a roundabout way, another scorching dragon's breath sprayed out behind the Mythical 4000 people, melting a long section of the ice, but the ice was too thick and it did not collapse!
King Qin's sword stabbed hard again, uh, the power of the fire plow disappeared, the dragon's power was exhausted, and the dragon's breath could no longer continue.
"This unscientific……"
I pushed the bucket again, and suddenly I heard a "click". My heart felt cold, and Liu Shuang's helpless chuckle came from my ears: "Silly boy, you pierced his energy bag..."
I panicked, but looking at the densely packed Mythical players on the ice, a new crazy idea came to my mind. I glanced at the Demonic Dragon Fire Plow's health, which was 1%, and he was on the verge of death. Well, let's let his last
Give me a helping hand in one fell swoop!
The broken sword twisted, the fire plow howled miserably, and swooped down, aiming directly at the group of people headed by Fang Geque!
…
"Bang!"
The huge mountain-like dragon body directly shattered the ice, triggering a chain reaction. A large area of ice was shattered, and 4,000 Myth players fell into the water one after another. Immediately afterwards, the sound of "thrust" came from the river, and a
A ferocious coelacanth appeared and began to bite the players who fell into the water, causing screams again and again!
"Kill Xiaoyao Zuizai, even if it takes your last breath!" Fang Geque said while standing on a small ice cube.
Scenes of the tragic deaths of dragon-slaying players such as Li Mu, Song Han, Matcha, and Ran Min appeared before my eyes. Almost all of them were given by the myth. Suddenly, a raging flame ignited in my chest, and I suddenly jumped up from the dragon.
Holding the sword with both hands, he shouted loudly: "Fang Geque!"
"Bang!"
An angry slash of the sword directly shattered the ice block on which Fang Geque was standing. Moreover, I grabbed the collar of Fang Geque's robe, preventing him from making a space jump while being restrained. Both of them fell.
Entering the cold river water, the surrounding coelacanths were biting the players of the Mythical Guild. The cold river water made people more awake, and Fang Geque's eyes were full of anger and horror.
The paper fan was waved, the wind of flames, and the movement of ice and rocks bombarded me continuously.
The moment I let go, the two swords danced wildly, and they cut 7 swords in a row. Then Han Binglie struck again and roared: "It's time for us to settle this account!"
"10278!"
Han Binglie directly delivered a fatal blow, and Fang Geque opened his eyes wide. The majestic leader of the mythical alliance, the most destined person, was suffocated to death in the cold river water!
