As long as the power is strong enough, an ordinary battle axe is enough to wipe out the dragon's proud defenses.

A top-notch necromancer like the Undead Dragon, with the help of spiritual power, has no weaker ability to sense its own state than ordinary living creatures. So it could clearly feel that the axe had broken one of its ribs and was firmly embedded in the flesh, leaving only a little of the handle exposed.

Even though there is no pain for the undead, the fact still makes it infuriating. Even if the soul has long since fallen into purgatory, the proud nature still resides in the dragon's body.

It roared, it soared, a dozen blades of dragon wings tore through the air, but its massive body seemed nimble and easy.

At this moment, the sky seemed to be transformed into the runway of an ancient knight duel, and the two sides briefly circled to adjust their direction, and began to accelerate towards their opponents without hesitation!

Richard aimed the last battle axe in his hand at the dragon eye and threw it, but this time he was not as lucky as last time, grazing the head of the undead dragon and flying into the night sky without a trace.

Richard found himself in a faint mental connection with Chiqiu, so that he could vaguely feel a little bit of what was going on in his heart!

The Sky and Thunder Rings claim to be able to wield wind and thunder, but unfortunately, exaggeration is not the preserve of humans, and the Titans of the day clearly knew this.

Although the thunder in the sky was as dense as a tropical rainforest, for Chiqiu, it could not control where these thunders fell, at most they could not control where they fell.

The good news is that everyone in Winterfell doesn't have to worry about being hacked for the time being, and the bad news is that the Death Spirit Dragon is obviously a pipe dream when it comes to a thunderbolt.

In terms of size, Chichu is obviously more than a circle smaller than the dragon. The Pompeii soldiers all over the city looked up at this scene, and they couldn't help but secretly sweat - such a huge disparity in size, they would definitely suffer a lot if they fought hard and hand-to-hand!

But the next moment, everyone's eyes suddenly widened.

In the air, Richard only felt that a strong wind seemed to blow from all directions at the same time, blowing his hair into dry grass, and holding a strand of back hair firmly so that he would not be thrown off. Such strange air currents were of course Qiqiu manipulating the wind element, and with the help of these air currents, its agility instantly reached a jaw-dropping level.

It's not just flying, it's dancing in the sky, and all kinds of movements have even broken through the limits of inertia and can do whatever you want.

When this series of dazzling maneuvers ended, Qiqiu miraculously appeared beneath the undead dragon. It didn't hesitate to seize the opportunity to stretch out its claws, and with the help of its speed, it tore off large pieces of scale armor and minced flesh from the dragon's tail.

Separated from each other, Richard and the Undead Dragon Knight looked at each other silently, leaving each with a fierce look as they staggered, but they didn't cause any damage, and could only watch each other leave.

Air combat is still an unfamiliar territory for the lord for the first time, so it is inevitable that it will be taken for granted. He thought that he would have to rely on sword fighting to decide the winner, but when the two sides passed by, they were several blades away, and they couldn't even catch a single hair.

The concept of distance between the sky and the ground is completely different, and here only ranged weapons are king.

Richard's previous flying axe was good, and it was used to throw the battle axe of the barbarian warrior from a distance, and the power was not ordinarily strong, and only a freak like the lord of Alpine Fort could make it. But the problem is that it is impossible to carry a dozen tomahawks at once, and they were not designed to be used in such a way.

Chiqiu and the undead dragon staggered again, and with the light of the thunder, Richard noticed that there was actually another dragon hovering in the sky, and judging by the silver scales, it was clearly the Wind Dragon Knight Higuain and his dragon companions.

"Hey!" the lord shouted, rolling his hands into a trumpet.

Chiqiu could also vaguely sense Richard's thoughts through the psychic connection, and his wings turned around and flew towards them,

"Why are you stunned, go and it with Lao Tzu!" Richard shouted as he pointed at the undead dragon.

"No, it won't. Higuain's voice was trembling, and it was clear that he was afraid.

"Why?"

Extreme fear and nervous oppression are the best elixirs, and Higuain said his true thoughts like a bean poured into a bamboo tube, "Osiris is just an adult dragon, and he can't beat this prime-age dragon!"

"You coward!" the lord didn't have time to ink with him, so he spat and turned away.

Qiqiu's transformation completely relied on the power of the Sky and the Ring of Thunder, and it simply could not be sustained for long. It won't be long before the sky-soaring beast will have to revert back to a wilting, and he'll have to fight to solve it before he does.

So when he met the undead dragon again, Richard jumped directly from the air onto the monster's back. In order to fix his body, he inserted the dragon deep into his bones.

This kind of adventurous to the point of madness immediately made everyone who paid attention to this scene secretly worry. Although I don't know who this person is, this kind of bravery is really admirable.

On the saddle of the dragon's neck, the Necro Knight turned his head, the bright red flames burning in his eyes fluttering in the wind, and the festering flesh on his face had no expression. He unbuckled his saddle, stood up and walked down the dragon's spine towards Richard, drew his sword at his waist, and dueled according to the standard of residual muscle memory.

"Huh. Richard, not knowing whether to praise it for its bravery or laugh at its recklessness, dodged a sword and kicked it with his foot. Falling directly to the ground from this height, even if you are covered in iron, you will definitely not have half a chance to survive.

With its excellent flying ability, the undead dragon swirled around in the air at high speed, trying to shake off the reptiles on its body. And Richard stuck the dragon slaying into the bone crack on the dragon's back, holding the hilt of the sword and not letting go. And of course, Chiqiu will not let go of the opportunity, constantly leaving scars on his opponent with his claws and fangs.

However, due to the size difference, it is difficult to say how much efficiency this offense has.

"Knight, charge!" it turned out to be Higuain

Richard saw that his helmet had fallen somewhere, and his little face was still so handsome, but it was a pity that his face was full of tears and snot when he cried. While screaming to cheer himself up, he held a five-bladed spear and rode on Osiris's back and rushed towards the undead dragon.

"Humility, honesty, mercy, valor, justice, sacrifice, honor, soul!" could be seen that he was trying to overcome the fear in his heart, but the effect did not seem to be good, and the whole person trembled with excitement.

With the power of the dragon's impact, the spear stabbed along the roots of the undead dragon's wings until it reached the harder bones.

The two dragon creatures were almost face to face, and suddenly began to roll and start the most primitive hand-to-hand combat with their minions. This scene is enough to make all the witnesses in Winterfell unforgettable for the rest of their lives—on the canopy where lightning flashes frequently, it looks like the end of the world, and three flying beasts are fiercely competing for battle, showing off the ultimate strength and beauty!

The high-pitched roar is enough to overpower the thunder, and the terrifying power is breathtaking!

Dragon scales are known for their toughness, even enough to withstand the shots of a bed crossbow. But under each other's minions, they are as thin and fragile as straw paper, as if they will crack and shatter at the slightest touch!

Higuain's previous judgment could not be wrong, the adult dragon Osiris was indeed far from being the match of the prime-aged undead dragon. Holding on to the fight for a moment, the thought of saving his life finally overpowered everything, leaving behind the dragon's blood and scales sprinkled in the air, wailing and flying away.

But Richard, who was pressed by the wind and couldn't move before, had already taken the opportunity to climb behind the neck of the undead dragon and raised the dragon slaying heavy sword high!

After charging, it swings down.