Chapter 252: Slaying the Dragon

As the Holy Dragon approached, most of the commanders present felt the pressure. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Glancing at the nervous crowd, Zhou Xuan took the lead in aiming at the head of the holy dragon in the sky who was about to dive, which was a spear.

Watch as this bright red spear with a silver glow crosses a beautiful parabola in the sky and hits the target with one blow. A confident smile rose at the corner of Zhou Zhishu's mouth.

Sure enough, with the tragic hiss of the first holy dragon, the pressure in the hearts of both the commander and the soldier on the field seemed to be a torrent of catharsis, and it disappeared without a trace after a while.

Although Zhou wiped out this side with his spear, the psychological pressure was relieved. But with the hissing of the wounded holy dragon in the sky, the other holy dragons let out angry roars in unison after a brief pause.

But before this chorus of hoarse roars could be heard, the second and third spears of Zhou Xuan's injuries had already been shot at the next target.

Zhou's target was not the dragon that had been replaced by his other companions due to his injury, but the new leader dragon who had taken its place.

"Puff~Puff~"

With the sound of two spears thrown into the flesh, the wings of the unlucky new leader dragon were shot through by the short spear thrown by Zhou Xuan, forming two holes with blood.

"Hiss~hiss~"

Hearing the neighing of the leading wounded dragon, Zhou Zhensheng teased in a slightly playful voice: "Is this really a dragon? It can't be a big lizard, right? ”

As soon as Zhou Zhensheng's words fell, everyone's laughter and awe were ushered in.

And the group of holy dragons that reacted in the sky, in addition to letting out a roar of rage, another holy dragon replaced the holy dragon leader who had been pierced through his wings.

Looking at the group of holy dragons less than 100 meters away from him, Zhou Zhanshu once again aimed at the leading holy dragon, and threw three spears in a row, this time Zhou Zhanshu aimed at its wings and neck.

Maybe it's because this new leader of the Holy Dragon has become very cautious when he sees the lessons of the past, or maybe it's because this Holy Dragon is extremely talented. Sensing the danger, it instinctively accelerated, causing two of the three throwing spears that were originally shot by Zhou Xuan to miss.

And the last spear was shot directly through its chest, and the spearhead and body were directly inserted into its heart.

The people on the city wall looked at the holy dragon that fell like a meteor. Qi Qi looked at the instructor's Zhou Xuan, and cast a look of awe.

Ignoring everyone's gaze, Zhou Xuan's eyes were always like wedges, always staring at the holy dragons.

This time, under the shooting of Zhou Xuan, except for the roar of anger and burning the sky, there was no 'dragon' to serve as the new leading dragon.

When everyone followed Zhou Xuan's line of sight and saw this scene in the Holy Dragon Group, they couldn't help but be impressed by the force of their own adults.

However, at this time, Zhou Zhenshu frowned slightly, and the actual situation was not as optimistic as he thought of it. It was only when dozens of qi machines locked on him that he felt that he was playing big this time.

But Zhou Zhan did not regret it at all, as the head of an army, in addition to having a matching strategy and force, he also had to have a certain responsibility.

Looking at the dozens of holy dragons in the sky, he began to enter a diving posture with his own goal, and Zhou Xuanshu held a shield to guard the holy dragons who were diving at any time.

If it is an ultra-small creature such as the same number of bees with the strength of the Holy Dragon, Zhou Xuan may be a little more afraid. However, the huge body of the holy dragon is destined to be in a state of diving, and can only fight one-on-one with himself. And when he landed and besieged, he only had to face three holy dragons.

However, Zhou Zhan wanted them to land and besiege him! It's not that Zhou has a tendency to be masochistic, but in ground warfare, the Holy Dragon is the target of the Iron Chief. As long as they dare to come down, without the need for a steel chieftain, the Goblin Precursor alone can teach them how to be dragons thoroughly.

As the holy dragon got closer and closer to him, Zhou felt that he could clearly hear his own breathing. At this time, Zhou Zhenshu was not only facing the Holy Dragons that were continuously diving towards him, but also facing the oppression of dozens of Holy Dragons against him.

Under this sense of oppression, as time passed, Zhou suddenly found that he could hear their breathing. Unlike his own breathing, which seemed unusually steady, the breathing of the group of holy dragons seemed a little chaotic under Zhou Xuan's injury. Even, the thought of 'the holy dragons are afraid' inexplicably appeared in Zhou Xuan's mind.

He didn't think much about Zhou Zhanju, but under Zhou Anju's listening, he felt that a certain holy dragon in the sky began to dive towards him.

Sure enough, the thought had just come to mind. A slightly skinny looking holy dragon launched a rapid dive towards itself.

Under the swooping of this holy dragon, Zhou Xuan's attention was subconsciously focused on its body.

"Huh~Hum ~ Hum ~~Hum ~ Hum ~~~ Hum ~ Hu

Listening to the inhalation time of this holy dragon getting longer and longer, Zhou Xuan's body subconsciously adjusted accordingly with the other party's breathing.

As Zhou Xuanshu made corresponding adjustments after hearing the other party's breathing, at the moment when the Holy Dragon's dragon breath was spitting at him, Zhou Xuanshu used his shield to resist the opponent's flame breath, and stabbed his backhand, and the spear directly penetrated the neck of this holy dragon.

When Zhou Xuanju, who had done this series of actions, came back to his senses, he couldn't believe that his subconscious blow actually killed a holy dragon.

What level Zhou Xuanshu is, he still knows it himself. In the past, when facing seventh-order creatures, he had to calm his mind and prepare heavily to achieve a one-hit kill. Prior to this, Zhou Xuan's spear shooting to kill the leader of the holy dragon was also due to the stupid dragon that he bumped into himself.

Originally, Zhou's purpose was only to injure it, but people hit their own spears with their chests, and they couldn't help it, right? As for why Fang Cai didn't explain to everyone, it was also under the lock of these dozens of qi machines, and you had to have a chance to explain! What's more, a series of actions before Zhou Xuan's injury were all to eliminate the tension under his command and the fear and oppression he received before the war.

Before Zhou could think about it, his spirit automatically locked on the next holy dragon that was diving towards him.

The same subconsciously raised his shield to resist the flame breath and made up for the blow, and even took away a holy dragon again.

This scene not only made the swooping holy dragons breathless, but the people on the city wall also looked very calm.

This is the Holy Dragon, not a first- or second-order class. You say kill and kill, do you care about our feelings?

Coupled with the holy dragons that were shot with spears before, there were already three holy dragons that died in the hands of Zhou Xuanju.

In this case, if the holy dragon dives again, it will be sent to death.

As an overlord-level creature, the Holy Dragon is just arrogant, but not stupid. After losing three of their companions, they changed tactics in an instant.

I saw that several holy dragons targeted within a few meters of Zhou's area where the damage was destroyed, and began to carry out low-altitude jet strikes.

In the face of the other party's change of move, Zhou Zhenshu felt like a puppet, and his body involuntarily dodged and fought back.

In this strange state, although it is impossible to exert maximum strength in continuous dodges. However, the spear used by Zhou to fight back still brought a lot of damage to the holy dragon who dared to attack him.