Two soldiers of the Guard, skillfully and tacitly manipulating the wyvern riding under the seat.

took turns to swoop towards Lin Dong and the griffin.

Although they felt that Lin Dong and the others were settled, the two guys still hovered carefully in mid-air, using the dive of the flying dragon to launch an acid spit. When the griffons and their group were scattered and could no longer get together, they lowered their height, about forty or fifty meters high, stretched out their bows and arrows, and aimed at the griffons and them, calling them one by one.

"Shoot the thighs, don't shoot them to death, we're going to capture them alive!" one of them shouted to his companions, hoping to capture Lin Dong and them alive as much as possible.

"Okay, no problem!" The other soldier felt that the battle was easier than he had imagined.

Whoosh whoosh ......

In total, less than ten arrows were fired.

The people below have fallen to the ground.

Men and women, almost all of them were hit by arrows in their knees, lying on the ground with their thighs hugging their thighs, rolling on the ground and wailing.

Ah, with one exception, the soldiers of the two guards saw that a young man with a sword on his back was extremely agile, and the two of them fired four arrows in succession, all of which he dodged, and none of them hit. It seems that this young man is the strongest in the team, at least the strongest in agility, and the most agile in his body.

"I'll go down and catch him with my own hands, and you cover me!" the soldier with the Warrior's badge on his chest snorted heavily, and he was most upset that his enemy was jumping in front of him like a monkey.

"Be careful, this kid seems to be very good at epee!" his companion reminded him.

"In five strokes, I can pinch his skull, dig out his brain and heart. "A soldier wearing a warrior badge has enough self-confidence to be in the Guard. Except for the captain Van Lunding, he was not convinced. If it weren't for the late arrivals. The qualifications are too shallow, with their own skills and strength. The position of vice-captain simply can't run away. Now that I am personally dealing with an opponent who can only jump around like a monkey, five moves are already too much, if you don't want to be conservative, you can say two moves, or one move to kill in seconds! Besides, I still have companions and two black water flying dragons to help, just a little mouse, why worry?

A soldier wearing a Warrior's badge.

Drop the dragon to the ground, then leap from it in style.

He put away his bow and arrows. Slowly from his waist, he pulled out the scimitar he was best at.

Machete like the moon.

Pointing to Lin Dong in front of him.

Lin Dong stood still, standing with his hands down, and did not mean to use the heavy sword behind his back.

The soldier with the scimitar stared sharply at Lin Dong, striding closer, he was waiting for an opportunity, as long as the opponent reached out and drew his sword, then his scimitar would cut the enemy's throat......

"You only have one chance!" the soldier with the scimitar grinned, his steps getting faster and faster.

Lin Dong moved.

His hand went up quickly. It seems that he wants to draw his sword to meet the enemy.

The soldier with the scimitar in his hand looked at him with a fiery murderous intent: "Hey, it's now, you're dead!"

Faster than lightning, the soldier accelerated instantly. Rushing in front of Lin Dong, the scimitar in his hand slashed through the brief space in a thousandth of a second, turning into a crescent moon silver light. It was coldly attached to Lin Dong's major carotid artery. The killing technique of the scimitar is one of the skills that must be mastered by the Özi City Lord. But there are very few people who have really reached this kind of perfection.

"Die!" the soldier's pupils swelled with a frenzy mixed with cruelty and pleasure, the favorite of his life. It is the moment when I see the enemy's neck bleeding.

Neck blood rushed to the sky!

But, to the soldier's incomprehension.

It was not the indifferent young man in front of him who splashed blood, but himself!

What's going on?

No way!

The soldier reached for his neck and found that his blood was spurting frantically from the side of his neck like a scorching underground fountain...... His own scimitar was obviously cut by the enemy's neck, so how could it be that he was the one who injured himself? What happened just now?

"Roar!" The Black Water Wyvern, who was carrying the soldier on his back, saw that his master was seriously injured, and immediately angrily opened his terrifying mouth full of fangs, and viciously devoured Lin Dong. On the other side, the soldier's shocked companion also reacted, and immediately raised the bow and arrow in his hand and aimed at Lin Dong. At the moment when he opened the bow, the remnant of the enemy was especially present in his pupils, but there was an enemy blow from behind.

Lin Dong didn't know when, but the back of the flying dragon had flashed.

With a kick, he kicked the soldier with a bow and arrow off the dragon's back.

The soldier didn't have time to react, and the whole person performed a standard dog gnawing mud, and the wolf fell to the ground in disapruptive terms.

The Black Water Wyvern, whose previous attack had failed, missed its bite and turned its head again, opening its terrifying mouth full of fangs to Lin Dong for the second time. It's a pity that Lin Dong didn't give it a second chance, his body rose into the air, and the heavy sword slashed lightly in the void, which seemed to be an understatement, but the neck of the flying dragon, which was close to two meters, was split in two, and the huge and matchless flying dragon's head skull, connected with half of the neck, fell to the ground with a bang. On the other side of the body, it was not yet dead, and it was constantly shaking the severed neck with a half-cut incision, spraying black blood all over the ground, and the tragic end was the same as that of its owner.

The remaining Blackwater Wyvern was terrified.

Quack.

It spread its wings and wanted to run for its life, but when it raised its head, it found that Lin Dong was already standing behind him at some point, and the blade of the heavy sword was still dripping with the blood of the same kind, and it was immediately frightened.

This black water flying dragon barely hesitated for half a second, and immediately expressed its surrender to Lin Dong.

In addition to its head touching the ground, it pulls its raised wings down.

If it weren't for Lin Dong standing on his back.

It even tried to flip its body over and leave its belly completely exposed......

Lin Dong didn't want to kill it, if it weren't for the wyvern just now who was looking for his own death, he wouldn't have swung his sword to kill this very useful flying mount. While bringing them back to the surface world is unlikely, it's not bad to use in Purgatory, at least when looking for Philip and them. So, Lin Dong calmly sat down on the rider's seat on the back of the surrendered Black Water Wyvern.

The soldier wearing the insignia of the Warrior is not dead, he covers the wound on his neck with one hand and wields a scimitar in the other. Try to get out of the encirclement.

But.

Jonathan, who pretended to be hit by an arrow to lure the enemy to the ground, they would never give him this chance.

"You cunning monkeys! If you are a warrior, you will go one-on-one with me!" said the soldier wearing the warrior badge. Fawkes had flashed behind him, waiting for the scimitar in the soldier's hand to swing backwards. Kazama had struck from front of her, her dagger mercilessly slicing through the still intact carotid artery on the other side of the soldier's neck.

Fawkes dodged the cutlass that slowed down significantly.

A dagger stabbed directly into the soldier's kidney.

Meantime.

Fly up with a kick.

The soldier who was still immortal flew ten meters away.

Jonathan and Remiga were waiting there, one after the other, and the heavy punches slammed into the soldier's heart, directly blasting the weakened heart to pieces.

"Stupid!" Fox saw Jonathan stop, and immediately strode forward, picked up the scimitar, and directly cut off the soldier's head. Wait for her to lift the soldier's head. The severed neck section of the skull, and countless flesh buds sticking out, intending to connect the skull that no longer exists. Fox motioned to Jonathan for them to take a closer look: "Vampires don't die so easily, you still use human experience, sooner or later you will suffer a big loss!"

Compared with.

The ordinary soldier besieged by Griffon, Don Quixote, Pansha and Sergei Aliyev was much easier to deal with.

The ordinary soldier who was kicked down by Lin Dong was a vampire, but he had no strength of his companions at all, although he was also a vampire.

He was beaten by the griffons, and his sternum was broken, and he breathed more and less breath.

You don't need to cut off your head to die.

At first, the griffin thought it was dead.

Continue to beat and beat.

Until the branches of the wind came and stretched out their hands to stop them. Only then did I realize that this guy was not the elite knight who was as tough as Xiaoqiang just now, and couldn't help but sweat profusely: "This guy is also a vampire? This, this is too weak, right?"

"Weak, you try one by one!" Kazama rolled her eyes.

If it's heads-up, the griffin can certainly win.

But I guess I will have to pay the price of being bruised all over my body.

If it weren't for Lin Dong's kick. Let him fall dizzy, and then let everyone beat around, it's really not easy to take it easily. Especially the elite who wears the badge of the Warrior. The griffon wants to win him single-handedly, and it is estimated that it is five or five. As for Don Quixote and Panza, it is very dangerous to go head-to-head. Maybe if he's not careful, he'll win.

"That's a good badge!" the griffin wanted to put in his pocket as a souvenir, but Kazama glared at him and reluctantly took it out.

"It doesn't seem to be the same as the badge of the perverted Ozy City Lord. Kazama looked at Fawkes for a while, couldn't make up her mind, and then threw the badge to Lin Dong on the back of the flying dragon.

"It's a bit similar, but it's not the same. At first glance, the two look similar, but the patterns inside the badge are fundamentally different. It seems that someone wants to do things in the name of the city lord of Erqi, not to mention this badge, the Black Water Wyvern is the best disguise. It's just that who is the person who does things in the name of the city lord of Özee? Is it the captain of the guard, Van Lunding or Tsepesh? What role do these two play behind the scenes? For the time being, there is insufficient information to accurately judge, but what I want to say is that the struggle in purgatory is no worse than the surface world!" Lin Dong smiled and accepted the fake 'Warrior Badge' for later use.

A wounded wyvern on the far side.

After a break.

Flap the wings and take off again, back to the sky.

It was frightened when it had just escaped death and picked up a small life, and it didn't dare to look here at all, so it fled quickly.

The griffin saw that Lin Dong didn't mean to leave it, and he didn't bother to go over, so he directly started to dissect the black water flying dragon that Lin Dong killed, dig up the blood core, and at the same time work together to peel the skin, hoping to get this flying dragon skin before Lin Dong's patience was exhausted.

God, this is the coveted dragon skin!

If you use it to make a leather coat...... No, not to mention a fur coat, just a pair of leather shoes, or even a pair of leather gloves, it's enough to brag about half a lifetime when you go back!

"You really killed a wyvern with a single sword!" Fawkes still thought it was a little incredible.

"The incision is perfect! Divided into two, it is simply impeccable!" What Kazama Zhizi wants to know most is, how did Lin Dong judge the position of the flying dragon's cervical vertebrae, and cut the gap between the bones with a sword?

"Actually, it has nothing to do with those. Lin Dong smiled slightly.

"What does that have to do with that?" everyone looked at him curiously, waiting for the final answer.

"As long as the sword is big and heavy enough, and you have enough strength to swing it. Lin Dong's answer made everyone completely speechless, and it was really a straightforward method, but unfortunately, even if everyone knew the answer, it would be useless.

Half an hour later.

The bloody wyvern skin was peeled off.

The huge blood core was in his hand, and the corpses of the two soldiers also entered the stomach of the other black water flying dragon.

The only question now is how to get there on the dragon...... The weight of the flying dragon is not bad, and all the people can squeeze it up, and they can bear it. However, no matter how large the Blackwater Wyvern is, the position on its back cannot be used.

Lin Dong sat without doubt, and the two ladies crowded left and right, and no one objected.

But what about the next place?

"I don't want to sit on the shoulders of Don Quixote's stupid big man, otherwise I will fall halfway!" The griffin wanted to sit on his own, but he enjoyed a substitute of sitting on his shoulder when he failed to guess the boxing, and he was scared to pee. Grabbing the skin of the flying dragon can't guarantee that it won't fall, and now sitting on the shoulders of a stupid big man, the fate of falling from a high altitude is simply a doomed result!

"Griffin, I don't want to carry you yet, do you think you're light?" muttered Don Quixote.

"We didn't squeak well!" was also arranged by Pansha and Sergey Aliyev, who were even more dangerous than the griffin, and both were further behind.

"Help, help, I don't want to die young......" The griffon was forcibly set up by Jonathan and Remiga, and as he dragged the dragon on, he kept screaming like a pig.

"Shut up or I'll throw you down now!" Fox was furious, pissing her off, she would have kicked him down and let him run down there.

"Can you give me a rope?" said the griffon, hoping for a safety rope.

"You want to put it around your neck?" Jonathan joked bitterly with the griffin, in fact he and Remiga's substitution was not very good, although there was a rope, they had to stand, standing on the back of the dragon, and standing on one leg. What's even worse is that where they are standing, a large bundle of bloody dragon skins is also tied.

If it weren't for this bundle of dragon skins, then all the predicaments would no longer exist, but how could the griffins give up this dragon skin!

The overloaded Black Water Wyvern ran more than two hundred meters, flapping its wings with all its strength before barely flying crookedly.

See how laborious it looks.

Even Lin Dong was not optimistic that it would be able to reach its destination smoothly.

"God forbid, don't crash!" the griffon snapped into the memory that he was a believer in the Lord and prayed quickly.

"Shut up, you crow's mouth!" the man on the dragon's back immediately angrily crusaded at the good-talking, good-talking, but good-witted Mr. Griffin. (To be continued......) R1292