Chapter 1722 [Fufu's Wonderful Adventure 114] Sneak Attack!
Even Yan Feilong, who was arrogant and did not accept anyone, couldn't help but lower his body and took several steps nervously.
This is the first time it has seen such a giant creature.
The Fire King Dragon, who was always alert to the "forbidden breath" that appeared before, had a more stressed reaction.
It roared and stood up, and its wings sprinkled a lot of scale powder, and it was ready to release the powerful scale powder explosion regardless of the situation.
"Roar!"
The Yan Concubine Dragon quickly ran sideways and forced the Flame King Dragon to accumulate momentum.
It is calmer than the latter, and it also looks more carefully in the flash of fire.
That ridiculously large head is a bit abnormal, and it is more like a skeleton that has been dead for a long time than a certain kind of living life.
Otherwise, after being blown by that flame, you should roar twice.
What's more, it is difficult to prevent the entire cave from exploding a large-scale scale powder explosion in such a narrow and closed cave environment.
It's deep underground now, and if a landslide occurs, it will definitely not be easy for them.
The Fire King Dragon, who was slapped twice on his big head, finally calmed down. The two fire dragons stared at the depths of the cave blocked by miasma, where the giant skull was located.
"Roaring--"
At this moment, a quick shadow flashed from behind the Fire King Dragon, and the crescent-shaped blade opened a narrow and long wound on its hind leg.
The wound was not too deep, but you could still see that thick blood beads slowly oozing out from it.
The Fire King Dragon turned around in a hurry and waved his claws, but it waved in vain. The thick miasma around it made it impossible for it to see clearly what was attacking it.
Immediately afterwards, Yan Feilong also noticed something approaching behind it.
With the lesson of the Fire King Dragon, it turned around decisively, opened its mouth and spit out a fan-shaped flame, igniting the attacker. In just a few seconds, it ignited into a twisted charred corpse.
The gaze of the Yanwang Dragon and the Yanfei Dragon fell on the burnt corpse. It was just a numb dragon. They were too lazy to even look at this level of creature.
The Fire Concubine Dragon spit out a mouthful of Mars at the Fire Concubine Dragon, as if mocking, "Is this kind of thing that hurts you?"
The Fire Concubine Dragon is also a little confused. Can this small monster actually break through its skin scales and make it bleed?
This is unreasonable
While doubting, another sound of something approaching came from the fog.
This time, the Fire King Dragon reacted very quickly. Not to mention attacking, the other party had not even approached its body, but it was spurted in fan-shaped flames, twisting and turning into a burning torch.
What it did not notice, however, was that the roar of flames overwhelmed the footsteps from behind.
The flash shadow appeared again before, and a second cut was made on its hind leg.
I felt like I was being furious by the playful Fire King Dragon. Its front limbs supported the ground and jumped and turned around. The hot light surged in its huge mouth. It was about to use a large-scale breath sweep, burning the guy who repeatedly attacked it to ashes.
But just as the breath was about to exit, another figure fell from the sky.
"Damn it!"
The giant axe wrapped in high-energy arc hit its head, and the ice-attribute energy accumulated in the bottle burst out, and it exploded with countless balls of cold fog along the back of the Flame King Dragon.
If those two sneak attacks before were like a knife gently scratching the thigh, then this attack would be like being swung on the forehead by a heavy hammer.
The powerful force carried by the axe blade directly knocked the Fire King Dragon's head to the ground, and the huge mouth that was about to spit out was also smashed to close.
If it weren't for the control of the flame, it would have been completely instinctive for the Fire King Dragon, and the muffled breathing alone would blow up its mouth. "Roar--!" Yan Feilong was furious.
To be honest, although the hind leg was cut twice, neither the Yanfei Dragon nor the Yanwang Dragon himself took these "little monsters" from the dark.
It's just some annoying insects.
Most of their attention stayed in the depths of the cave from beginning to end, in the direction where the giant head appeared.
The Lord of Miasma who ruled the island, and the taboos that might be hidden in the dark, are the real objects they need to be wary of.
However, attacks from hunters broke their thinking.
The attack just now left a ferocious wound on the forehead of the Fire King Dragon with a deep bone visible. If such an attack was taken a few more times, they would not be able to bear it even as an ancient dragon species.
What shocked the Yanfeilong even more was that the tiny creature that was not as long as its horns was emitting the aura that made them feel deeply afraid - a taboo aura.
Of course, as a famous "princess", the crazy woman who dared to pounce directly in front of Chi Long to start a war, Yan Fei Long was not so easily frightened.
After a brief shock, it immediately launched a fierce attack on the hunter in front of its partner.
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Feng Ying, who was about to take advantage of the gap that the Yan Wanglong was dizzy and had not recovered, had solved it several times before he recovered. Seeing this, she immediately took off the sword and shield and prepared to deal with Yan Feilong's attack.
But at this moment, a miserable clawed dragon with rotten and exposed bones suddenly jumped out of the miasma, approached from the side, jumped onto the back of the Yanfei Dragon, and kept biting.
Even if the flames ignite on his body, he had no intention of retreating, and Yan Feilong's support offensive was blocked.
Feng Ying laughed, she knew that this was her own cover.
Reorganized his posture, inserted a sword into the shield, and completed the transformation of the weapon form. Then another blow of the attribute Liberation Slash hit the Yanwang Dragon's head, smashing the Yanwang Dragon, who was shaking his head and getting up with difficulty, and fell back.
The hunter's behavior of attacking his partner in front of him completely angered the Yan Feilong.
It waved its winged claws and retreated a little bit of the zombie tragic claw dragon that was slid beside it, then swung its body suddenly, and as if it was swinging a sandbag, it threw the terrifying claw dragon in front of it.
Don't give the other party a chance to get up again, it pressed the body of the zombie's zombie's zombie's zombie's zombie's zombie's trunks wide open, biting the relatively slender waist of the zombie's zombie's zombie's zombie's zombie's zombie's zombie's zombie's
Suddenly shook his head and teared it, and at the same time, both claws exerted force, and tore the body of the zombie's tragic claw dragon from his waist in half.
"Roar!"
A roar broke out with a roar when the Yanfei Dragon threw away the corpse of the tragic claw dragon and was about to continue moving forward, but his pace paused again.
The zombie tragic dragon, which had been torn into two pieces, has not yet completely died.
Covered with the cataract, the completely pale pupil was invisible, but the bloody mouth full of fish hook-shaped fangs was still biting the ankle of Yan Feilong.
Even though the internal organs were dragged out of the broken waist and flowed all over the ground, they still refused to let go.
The Yanfei Dragon will not be moved by the fearlessness of the zombie's tragic claw dragon. The boundless anger turns into a fiery flame and rushes out from the cracks of its teeth.
It raised its sharp claws and slapped the head of the zombie's miserable dragon. The dazzling blue dragon flame turned into a solid pillar of flames, covering the broken corpse.
"Hu——"
After a few seconds, the breath stopped. Yan Feilong kicked away the charred corpse that had completely carbonized at his feet, raised his head and accumulated breath again, while continuing to move forward.
At the moment when the breath was ready and was about to erupt, a column of air condensed by high concentration of fog and miasma shot from far to near, and pushed it back and slid back for a long distance.
The foggy corpse dragon stretched out its bone-like wings, slowly walked out from the depths of the miasma, blocking it. (This chapter ends)