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"Don't think about doing anything stupid." From Feng Manyun and Lu Xiu's eyes, Qin Shuiyu inexplicably saw a smell of danger, and immediately said in a deep voice, "Don't forget that those two guys are hell-proof natural disaster level, even if you put the lives of everyone here, it won't have any impact on the battle situation." ”

The stormy attack of the dragon lance continued, and the ancient dragon cub could only cower and wail under the crystal wings. Streamers of light surged from all over the dragon's body, rushing to all parts of the wing membrane all the time, trying to repair the cracks on it. However, the young dragon is still very new to manipulating the crystals, and the speed of repair is obviously more than a step slower than the destruction. Coupled with the threat of death, Gu Long's strength was losing more and more rapidly, and it became unsustainable after barely supporting a dozen blows.

"But......" Lu Xiu shrunk his shoulders, his face showing a look of struggle, but Yu Guang refused to move away from the battle. The dragonman's red eyes remained on the verge of activation, with no intention of calming down.

"What's so good?" Xiong Fuji came back to his senses from the surprise of the first sight of the dragon spear, looked left and right at the two strange-looking people from Xuelin Village, and dragged the head of the specially selected hunter to the sight of the mirror. Ancient dragons, dragon-like weapons, dragon guns, hunters' most terrifying things in the world gathered at the other end of the lens, and the current mountaintop became the most dangerous place on the entire continent: "If you want to go there, don't say it's you and me, even if the stars on the badges of the whole team of the little hunting group are taken off and given to you, I'm afraid it's not qualified!" ”

The sound of the sonic boom on the top of the mountain caused pain in people's eardrums, and the fierce air flow carried countless grains, even after a few hundred meters of buffering, the blowing on the face was still as burning as a knife. Nie Xiaoyang only held out for half a minute under the strong wind, then retreated from the observation position, and said to the spear hunter in a rare loud voice: "Da Xiong is right, besides, the dragon spear is no better than other weapons, and even getting close to it is a problem to get close to it-"

The speed of the tip of the spear can easily exceed 400 meters per second before the ultimate crossbow strike hits the target, and the air wave and sound barrier during the hit can turn the human forbidden area within 100 meters. If the hunter rushes forward recklessly, he will either be swept away by the air wave or directly deaf. Even if the dragonman had a physique far beyond that of an ordinary hunter, while dealing with that harsh environment, he would definitely not be able to leave the spare strength to face the two top powerhouses directly.

"See those cyclones? If we don't want to be swept up, we'd better stay here honestly—"

Before the words of the two bladers fell, as a series of rapid explosions dissipated, the roar in the valley actually stopped abruptly, and the crossbow gun combo that had been raging for a long time stopped. Nie Xiaoyang's index finger was still hanging in the air, and his fingertips were far away in the direction of the battlefield, but when he heard the cat's heavy "boo", he immediately shrank and hidden, and his companions were silent one by one behind the stone wall.

"Points...... Is there a winner? Xiong shook his head and shook off the buzzing sound that echoed in his ears. He bent over to the cat's side, slowing his breathing and watching. The figures of the two dragons in the lenses were intertwined with each other, and a straight red light could be faintly seen between the dragon's bodies, which was the dragon spear whose shaft had turned red all over.

"Not yet, God of Hunter forbid, it's the dragon rifle that is overheating." Feng Chentou said without looking back, while wiping the sweat from his palms on the hunting suit.

The huge body of the spear radiated an unbelievable heat in all directions, and the bare skin of the ironclad dragon made a sizzling sound. The final blow of the previous weapons of war, despite several prayers from the dust, the dragon squirt unsurprisingly broke through the last remaining layer of defense of the ancient dragon cub. The hard crystal wing shell ice disintegrated, and the flesh and blood of the young dragon certainly couldn't withstand the blow of the ultimate weapon, and the tip of the spear pierced a dark blue wing, plunging into the mountain several feet deep. However, the strength of the machine was exhausted, and the overheated gun body was already on the verge of collapse, and forcibly starting it again would only damage the hunting gear first. Even if the dragon machine soldiers were unwilling, they could only stop at this juncture.

The two dragons joined head and tail, their limbs resting against each other's bodies. The young dragon's chest rose and fell violently like a bellows, and the war machine in front of it remained motionless as a sculpture. The previous round of deathmatch was not light on both sides, and they were both resting and recuperating in their own ways. One of the two natural disasters was unwilling to give up the advantages in his hands easily, and the other was powerless to break the deadlock in front of him, so he maintained his own posture and neither of them moved. The ancient dragon tried to move its wings, but the flesh of the wings and the barbs on the spear were still tightly twisted, and there was a bone-chilling pain when it landed, and it had to give up.

Listening to his companions explain the situation on the battlefield, Nie Xiaoyang smiled and said, "I'll just say, the life of the ancient dragon species is very hard, how can it be so easy to die——"

"This powerful weapon is used as a means of suppression, I don't know if that iron lump is a luxury or stupidity." Jia Xiao sighed and commented in a low voice. The dragon spear has always been the Dinghai Divine Needle on the high-end battlefield, and it is the best choice to give a fatal blow to the high-ranking monsters, but now it is sacrificed in advance by the dragon machine soldiers, and it is used as a conventional hunting tool in the hand, and the tactical significance is naturally greatly reduced. The hunters were a little sneering in their amazement, and seventy percent of the embarrassing situation at the moment was the result of the war weapons inflicted on themselves.

"Isn't that what we want?" "Heat dissipation has always been the biggest shortcoming of the Dragon Strike Gun, and it will take at least ten to twenty minutes to get rid of the overheating. If that guy can't come up with a more powerful hunting tool next, there will be no new changes in the battle situation. Thanks to this stupid machine, the two instructors were able to buy some time. ”

"It's not like it takes twenty minutes...... Dust Seal said in a deep voice under the telescope.

At the end of the hunters' field of vision, the mechanism on the arm of the dragon soldier moved again, and several hidden air valves suddenly opened on the shoulders and elbows of the steel behemoth. With a piercing whistling sound, a large amount of steam erupted from the valve, and the water vapor spread around the two giant beasts like smoke bombs. The steaming coolant took the heat away from the barrel, and in the mist of water, the red color on the dragon blaster was fading at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Hunter glory," the situation was said twice by himself, Nie Xiaoyang subconsciously touched his mouth, "I ......"

"Shut up!" The double knife hand didn't wait to speak again, and was rewarded by Xiong Fuji and Mao Mao, and the words they wanted to say were forced back into their stomachs. The spear hunter kept adjusting the magnification of the scope with both hands, and cursed to himself, "Hell, how much did the Eye of Death benefit from the primeval ruins?" Even such improvements have been made......"

"Those guys can build a monster that can fight on its own, what's so strange about this level of transformation." Jia Xiao's expression was awe-inspiring, and he secretly calculated in his heart, "In two minutes, maybe even shorter, that machine crossbow can be put into use again, with the current state of the young dragon, it is impossible to catch the next round of attacks-what should we do?" ”

The dragon strike rifle was greatly improved in the hands of Morin, and it was loaded on the weapon of war to break the balance of power in one fell swoop, becoming the last straw that crushed the ancient dragon. The hunters even faintly felt that the current scene was the true face of the "dragon spear". Everyone's thoughts were flowing rapidly, and they were collectively speechless for a while. The clairvoyance of the sealed dust swept over and over the two giant beasts that were stalemate, the aura of the natural disaster was sluggish, and the wings pierced by the crossbow spears were still gushing blood. The Shadow Hunter narrowed his eyes, and in a trance, he only felt that the young dragon seemed to turn its head, and a pair of amber dragon eyes were dimly shining, and they were glancing in the direction of himself and the others, intentionally or unintentionally.

"What's ......" Feng Chen took off his goggles and followed Gu Long's line of sight to look behind him, and his eyes finally locked on the bodies of the two fellow villagers.

"I'm sorry, Commander, Seal the Dust......"

"We don't want to do this either......" Feng Manyun and Lu Xiu glanced at each other, and thus determined each other's will. Without waiting for the companions to react, the two of them passed by Feng Chen's side left and right. The two young men leaped forward and emerged from the hedroid bushes where they were hiding, still under their feet, running straight towards the center of the battlefield.

"Come back soon!" The abnormal behavior of the two companions came too suddenly, and Qin Shuiyu couldn't even care about hiding for a while, so he hurriedly shouted loudly.

Feng Chen's spirit subconsciously reached out to grab it, so that he could catch the hem of Feng Manyun's hunting suit, but he was thrown away by the white-clothed hunter in only a second, and the rest of the people didn't have time to stop it a little. The fellow villager was in danger, and the dragon whisperer didn't have time to think about it, he stomped his foot hatefully, took off the telescope and threw it into Qin Shuiyu's hand, and then jumped out of the hiding place for the third without hesitation.

"Even you ......," the little head of the regiment said in a lost voice.

"Something isn't quite right with those two guys," the Dragonwhisperer shook his head, glancing fearfully at the two scourges in the distance, still cautiously not activating the trapeze's mechanism, "I'm going to chase them back!" ”

Without the interference of sonic booms, with the perception ability of the top powerhouses, the slightest sound on the battlefield could not escape the ears and eyes of the two natural disasters. The dragon soldier turned his head in silence, a pair of small eyeholes scanning around, looking for the source of the noise of the hunting grounds. The attention of the war weapon only shifted for a second, but the ancient dragon cub that was originally exhausted and paralyzed in the afterglow suddenly burst out, and a blue light quietly burst out from the dragon's mouth.

The blue young dragon was already at the end of the crossbow, and the hastily condensed breath was not as fast or powerful as Eleven before. The dragon soldier shrank his neck and twisted his head, and the beam of light flew diagonally against the side of his face, turning only part of the mask on his left cheek into a burning red crystal, peeling off his face.

The aftermath of the breath penetrated into the mountain, and a lava pool with a diameter of more than ten meters was melted near the top of the mountain in an instant. Hot lava erupted from the well in the middle of the pond and swayed down the hillside, and the road ahead of the three Xuelin villagers was instantly covered in fire and rain. Qin Shuiyu gritted his silver teeth, and finally couldn't take care of it anymore, and ordered urgently with anger: "The cat leads the way, not to cover, catch those guys back, and you must punish them well!" ”

"I knew that it would end up like this...... Nie Xiaoyang sighed. The hunter's arms flickered, and the knives fell lightly into his hands.

Worried that the sound of the flyer's explosion would attract additional attention from the natural disaster, Feng Chen only used his legs to shuttle up and down the hillside along the way. The one-handed shield had a limited defensive area, and it didn't take long for the Shadowhunter to fall on several hot stones. The submerged dragon skin, which is known for its heat resistance, is still overstretched under the products of the ancient dragon's breath, and Feng Chen has to worry more and more about the safety of his fellow villagers in front of him.

The physical fitness of human beings is not as good as that of dragons, and Feng Manyun is more than ten meters behind the specially selected hunters, and he is the first to catch up with Feng Chen's feet. The Shadow Hunter shielded the oncoming scorching red stone, pressed it to Feng Manyun's ear and said loudly, "What are you going to do?" ”

The Xishu hunter seemed to be blind to the danger ahead, he turned his head abruptly, and asked back to Feng Chen, "Didn't you hear?" ”

"Hear what?"

Just stunned, Feng Manyun beside him suddenly accelerated, and in an instant, he left Feng Chen far behind. Looking at the plain white back of his companion, the dragon whisperer realized that there was no "decided to do something" expression on the faces of the two before leaving, and the look was more like a struggle or confusion.

"It's an ancient dragon! Damn it...... It's the young dragon who did it! The moment he figured out the joint, the chill poured down like ice water, and the dust swept over the trap of the hunting suit with both hands, and the trapeze was immediately activated, and the hunter no longer intended to hide, and his body was like an arrow chasing after his companion in front of him.

Lu Xiu has the body of a dragonman, and the speed of charging with all his strength is comparable to that of the improved "flying man", and the distance of hundreds of meters is fleeting, and the battlefield is already close at hand. A transformer axe of the specially selected hunter was in his hand early, and the blade of the axe swung several times in succession, breaking the wind pressure of the double dragon scuffle, and it had already transformed into the form of a heavy sword as it ran. His eyes were red, and he jumped up from a distance of nearly seven or eight meters, and the dragonman's powerful body crossed a parabola, landing directly at the wings of the young dragon pinned by the ballista spear. The blade under the blade turned, and the blade turned into a dazzling bright red light in the air, stabbing into the crossbow wound of the natural disaster.

"No ......!" More than ten meters away, Feng Chen knew that it was hopeless to catch up, so he had to shout hoarsely.

"Boom-" As soon as Lu Xiu made a move, he launched the strongest blow hidden in the axe slasher. The explosion erupted from the tip of the sword, the full bottle of coolant bottomed out in an instant, the flesh and blood accumulated in the wounds of the young dragon burst open, and the dragonman was pushed upside down by the wave of qi and flew several meters away, staggering past Feng Manyun, who was catching up.

The white-clothed hunter didn't even glance at his fallen companion, a huge scythe made of horned dragon material was in his hand, and he stepped onto the wings of the Scourge. Feng Manyun took a few steps along the dragon's wings, the scythe was raised high above the top, and the tip of the blade glowed with a cold light, and it slammed into the place where the dragon spear was gone.

The tip of the sword collided with the barrel of the dragon's spear, and several fine cracks burst out when it landed, but it still managed to wedge into the bloody hole where the young dragon had been injured twice. The white-clothed hunter did not hesitate, and the blade of the knife was pulled down the fascia, and the cracking sound was accompanied by a heart-rending howl, opening a huge gap two or three meters long in the wings of the young dragon.

After half a breath, the terrifying wound was like a river bursting its banks, and the bright dragon blood couldn't stop splashing out, dyeing Feng Manyun's whole person into a beautiful blue along with the hunting costume.

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